NOVPUBAfter Shen Roujia left, Liu Ruyi couldn’t help but ask Zhang San, “Does Jiaojiao have someone special in the capital? I feel like she’s hiding something.”
Zhang San, puzzled, replied, “I’ve known the Master for so long, and I’ve never heard of her having someone special. We’ve only been traveling together for a few days, and you’re saying this?”
Liu Ruyi frowned slightly, “It’s a woman’s intuition. You men wouldn’t understand.”
To ensure Shen Roujia’s comfort, her room was arranged in the center of the inn.
She slept soundly and dreamed of her childhood when her mother forced her to practice the zither.
Back then, she had never been happy, treated merely as a tool to do this or that.
Shen Roujia wondered, what was it about that previous world that she had found worth holding on to?
Her mother’s face appeared clearly in her mind, but Shen Roujia didn’t feel any love from her.
Even until her death, her mother had fought for that man’s heart, but what had she gained? 𝓃𝓸𝓿𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝓬ℴ𝓶
Even after she ended her life in the most extreme way, her so-called father didn’t abandon his original wife.
Sometimes Shen Roujia found her very existence detestable. From a young age, she had learned nothing good from her mother—only how to destroy, disrupt, and take what wasn’t hers.
It was almost laughable that Shen Roujia hadn’t used any of those skills here.
Instead, day by day, she adapted to this peaceful and carefree life.
How wonderful it would be if she could truly leave everything behind and live in the martial world.
Although she thought this way, the story continued.
Early in the morning, the inn’s waiters were still talking about something, mentioning a Gu family convoy passing by the town.
Shen Roujia suddenly sat up, as if she had heard something unusual—Gu Zhi!
