Male Lead Is Always That Heartless

Chapter 52

It was noon, and the Gu family set up lunch. The dishes were incredibly sumptuous because it was the end of the year. Gu Yi finally got her wish to eat a lamb hotpot. White smoke rose, the soup was boiling, and the aroma overflowed. Men and women were seated separately, and Gu Zhao stayed in the backyard because of his young age. Sitting next to Gu Yi, he wore red clothes like hers.

Gu Yi quietly avoided the crowd and gave him a red envelope.

Gu Zhao took it, rolled his eyes, and put it in his bosom with a smile, “Thank you, sister…”

Gu Yi smiled with a curved eyebrow and made a wish, “In the future, if you do a good job on exams, I’ll give you other novelties.”

Gu Zhao shook his head and said maturely: “Studying is not for benefit but for conscience. Confucius and Mencius said that those who seek a great way should not be ashamed of heaven when they look up and should not be ashamed of people when they look down. Even if they know it is impossible, they still do it for their conscience and roots.”

Okay.

Gu Yi chuckled and beckoned him, “Eat, eat.”

The banquet lasted until midnight when the moon and stars were bright. The servants of the Gu family ignited firecrackers outside the door, and the red sparks exploded in the sky. The servants began to say auspicious words, and Mrs. Gu rewarded them in turn, smiling from ear to ear and chanting, “Great luck and peace.”

Zhao Wan stood half a step behind Gu Yi and said softly, “Congratulations to the Lady of Fairness. Happy New Year.”

Gu Yi looked back and returned a smile, “Happy New Year to you as well.”

As Zishi (*) approached, Gu Yi returned to her compartment.
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Tao Jia brought a bowl of sleeping medicine, “Madam is tired today. Master Gu and Young Master are still drinking in the front hall. They told Madam not to wait, drink the medicine, and go to sleep…”

Tao Jia has asked for a prescription from the Imperial Hospital for this medicine. She relied on it to sleep well while traveling.

Gu Yi took it and drank it. The medicine’s taste was neither heavy nor bitter, and the licorice was sweet. After freshening up, she fell asleep.

This year, she passed in sleep.

At Chenshi (7-9 am). The smell of firecrackers in the Gu Mansion had not yet dissipated, and the first rising sun of the new year had not yet risen. Wearing a chestnut cloak, Tao Jia avoided the house servants sweeping the house and tiptoed to Gu Yi’s room. The silver charcoal burned to the end, and the sparks were faint. Gu Yi was lying on the wooden bed, with her arm exposed outside the brocade quilt, sleeping soundly.

Tao Jia gently put her arm back into the quilt, bowed, and retreated outside the curtain, kneeling on both knees. She whispered: ”I kowtow to thank you for your grace. I have been well-behaved for all my life. I want to — for Your Highness, I will do an outrageous thing this time.”

Tao Jia bowed deeply, “I’m leaving. Lady of Fairness, take care ……”

At Sishi (9-11 am).

Xiao Yan and Wang Zibo met outside the Gu Residence, and together they rode their horses to Zhou’s Tea Village outside the city. The sky was high, the clouds were pale, and the warm sun shone brightly all over the official road outside the city gates.

A stabbing pain awakened Gu Yi. When she opened her eyes, she felt a splitting headache, and an overly familiar white light flickered in her mind, seemingly far away yet so near.

Dam it! How did this plot come back again? Is there any place where the plot collapsed?

Gu Yi endured the throbbing pain in her brain and busily rolled out of bed. She haphazardly put on a white jacket and a black fur cloak, stepped on her leather boots, and grabbed the door to go out. At this moment, the sky was already bright. She ran into the courtyard, caught a servant, and asked urgently, “Mrs. Wan, where is she now?”

The house servant saw her fierce face and unkempt hair and was surprised: “Wan …… Mrs. Wan is still in the compartment. Just now, I see Mrs. Wan embroidering something.”

Then, it’s not the female lead!

Gu Yi reached out and held her forehead. She asked, “Where is Young Master?”

The house servant trembled and said, “Young Master seems to have left early in the morning with Mr. Wang to the Zhou’s Tea Garden on Mount Li outside the city ……”

He left early in the morning; she slept so deeply that she didn’t know.

Zhou’s Tea Garden —

This trip to Fuzhou was originally a branch line outside the plot. Has Xiao Yan’s trip to the tea garden seriously deviated from the main plot?

Gu Yi pondered on one side while flying towards the outside, “Quickly, send someone to drive; I want to go to Zhou’s Tea Estate outside the city!”

Seeing her panic, the servant immediately led the way, remembering to inform Mrs. Gu.

When Gu Yi got on the carriage, Mrs. Gu came in a hurry and asked outside the curtain, “Xiao Yi, what are you going for? Young Master’s trip is official business. Why do you want to go?” As she spoke, she couldn’t help but tighten her hand on the window, eager to retain Gu Yi.

Gu Yi had a splitting headache. She leaned against the carriage’s wall, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and tried to speak calmly: “I am worried and miss him. I just went to see him quietly. I’ll be back quickly. Mother, don’t worry.” After that, she urged the driver, “Let’s go to the Zhou Tea Garden in Mount Li outside the city!”

Mrs. Gu stood still, momentarily stunned, and could only watch the green carriage move farther and farther away.

The carriage traveled out of the city. When the sun sloped slightly to the west, Gu Yi finally saw a short hill, Mount Li.

Zhou’s Tea Plantation was on top of Mount Li. The coachman couldn’t help it, “Madam, there’s no road on this short hill. It’s difficult for the carriage to travel.”

Gu Yi’s headache was miraculously relieved here, and her heart was slightly relieved. Her guess was correct!

She lifted the curtain and looked at the mountain path. “It’s fine. This hill is easy to climb. Stop here. I’ll go up the hill myself.”

The coachman strangled his horse and stopped. Gu Yi got out of the carriage and walked quickly up the mountain. She wanted to see Xiao Yan earlier so that she could let go of her heart completely. As she traveled halfway up the hill, the sound of swords suddenly crashed in her ears.

Gu Yi’s heart sank, and her footsteps grew faster as she scrambled toward the source of the sound. The heavy smell of blood hit her. The sound of footsteps and bowstrings was chaotic.

Across the last few stone steps, she saw the withered winter tea garden with yellow, puffy, withered branches covered by frost.

Zhou Tinghe looked at the dozen black-clothed masked men who suddenly came from nowhere, and his mind was in chaos. Mr. Huang only brought twelve guards. Although they were experts, the black-clothed masked men were all crazy. Killing intentions were all around, and their knives were bloodthirsty. Their target was Mr. Huang. No, it’s the Emperor.

Surrounded by two or three loyal servants of the Tea Garden, Zhou Tinghe retreated hastily towards the wooden building in the garden. But when he raised his eyes, he spied a dark shadow holding a long knife, scurrying out from behind a cluster of bushes and attacking the Emperor’s back.

Boss Gu!

At this moment, the Emperor, holding a short sword, was tired of dealing with the two black-clothed masked men before him.

Zhou Tinghe was about to shout when a figure wrapped in black fur ran down the stone steps. The leather boots under her feet stepped over the withered grass, and her silhouette approached the Emperor like the wind. When he saw her face clearly, Zhou Tinghe was instantly shocked.

Gu Yi!

Gu Yi ascended the stone platform and saw one gnarled, bearded man raising his sword toward Xiao Yan’s back. Blood stained the layers of black robes on Xiao Yan, and his hair crown had long since fallen, but she recognized his back.

“Damn it!” Gu Yi flew and pounced over. The long knife slashed the cloth and pierced the flesh.

Xiao Yan heard the sound in the back and instantly understood. Swords have no eyes; fate determines life and death. Today, in this tea garden, the enemy was many, and they were few; the dark guards live for him and die for him. Those who died for him, he’ll treat their family well and bury them generously.

Xiao Yan held the sword to fight the enemy, and his eyes were red with killing, and he didn’t even want to look back until Zhou Tinghe’s heart-wrenching cry came to his ears.

“A Yi!”

Xiao Yan swung the short sword in his hand and slit the throat of the person in front of him. He turned back to look. The color of blood-drenched her plain clothes, and the person in front of him was like a worn-out snow-white paper kite, falling softly and silently.

Gu Yi.

Xiao Yan’s heartbeat and breathing were all at a standstill, and a terrifying, boundless emptiness arose from his chest. He froze momentarily before reaching out to catch Gu Yi’s falling body and knelt on the mud. At this moment, Xiao Yan only felt ridiculous to the extreme.

Why is Gu Yi here?
Isn’t Gu Yi always the most delicate?
Isn’t she afraid of pain the most?

Although Gu Yi’s limbs in his arms were soft, her chest seemed light and thin, and only the iron sword across her chest was heavy. Heavy enough that he almost could not hold it.

Gu Yi’s chest was in severe pain, and her throat tasted a fishy sweetness. The white light in her head intensified, and her eyelids grew heavy. She put her whole body’s strength together before barely opening her eyes. The Xiao Yan in front of her eyes was half-covered in blood but expressionless, gazing at herself numbly.

Sure enough, he didn’t cry! She was dying, and Doggy Xiao wouldn’t even cry! Gu Yi felt so angry all of a sudden!

Why is it that when Zhao Wan in the book blocked the sword for Xiao Yan, the sword aesthetically grazed her right shoulder, and after recuperating for half a month, she jumped several levels in a row and became Wan Imperial Concubine with a raise in salary?

Damn, when it’s my turn, just like grilling chicken hearts, stringing your heart and my heart together and piercing them with a sword! It’s unfair! Is this the risk of spanning the life of her character?

Gu Yi’s lips moved slightly, took a deep breath, and was about to speak. The white light in her brain immediately flourished, dazzling and blinding her, and she closed her eyes.

She said indignantly: It’s good not to cry! Good night, Doggy Xiao!

The body in his hands violently fell downward, and the initially light breathing suddenly stopped, followed by no sound. The surrounding swords and knives hit each other, and the wind was loud.

Xiao Yan only felt a buzzing in his ears, and his temples slowly stabbed with pain, as if a fine needle was piercing into them by inches. The knot in his throat moved slightly, and his cheek gently pressed against her cheek. It was still warm. Whispering, afraid of disturbing her good dreams, he said, “Gu …… Yi ……”

But Gu Yi was like she was sleeping and did not answer him. All along, blood stained his hands, and the more he kills, the more he sins. He finally got his retribution.

Gu Yi let out a sharp breath. She opened her eyes in a flash, the stagnant feeling in her chest dissipating. Hot, her body felt hot. A layer of sweat had already emerged on her back as it touched the wooden bed. On a summer morning, the sky had just brightened, and the hazy daylight shone through the carved window into the green embroidered bed curtain. She smelled a familiar floral fragrance. This place was the west side hall of the Xiuyi Hall.

Gu Yi let out a long sigh. Her heart filled with mixed feelings, and she could not express them.

Standing beside the curtain, Tao Jia sensed that Beauty had woken up, so she reached out and lifted the bed curtain, asking, “Beauty is awake?”

Gu Yi softly hummed. Tao Jia remained silent momentarily, then smiled and said, “Today is June 15th, the day of the flip. Do you want to make some preparations?”