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  No appetite, still have to eat, and practice sword today. Since that day when she repelled Cheng Xi, Wei Luo has been practicing her sword more seriously. Four days ago, since she was able to cut off the silk thread with three consecutive stabs, Wei Luo changed her move again. Now, under the silk thread, there is no longer a copper coin hanging, and the floating silk thread is soft and fluffy, without any force. Every time Wei Luo makes a stab, the silk thread floats far away, not even touching the edge of the wooden sword, but Wei Luo insists on practicing until she can cut it off.

  Wei Luo picked up her own bowl of big miscellaneous soup, looked at the black and yellow soup and floating objects inside, and suddenly found that her stomach was a bit uncomfortable.

  At this time, the music outside started again. The sound of the music brought over waves of wine and meat fragrance, stubbornly drilling into Wei Luo's nose, making her swallow saliva while feeling a lump in her stomach.

  Wei Luo lowered her head, gritted her teeth and picked up the chopsticks. She was just about to close her eyes and swallow a few mouthfuls of the messy mixture when footsteps approached.

  Those footsteps were light and nimble, and Wei Luo and others had just lifted their heads when a clear voice called out: "Wei Luo?"

  It's Gao Xiang's voice!

  "Wei Luo put down his bowl and hastily stood up, responding crisply: 'Wei Luo is here.'"

  Gao Yi didn't walk closer, he just stood ten steps away from the bonfire in his cyan robe and glanced at Wei Luo, saying lightly: "Follow me."

  "Agreed."

  Wei Luo's footsteps were light and quick as she followed closely behind Gao Zhang, who was walking with large strides.

  She gazed at the high-hanging background, feeling an itch in her heart to talk. Since that night, she had never had the opportunity to be alone with him, nor had she asked if it was he who had helped her that night. Although, in her heart, she was 100% certain about this matter.

  Two people came out of the stone house, one in front and one behind. As soon as they stepped out of the door, the smell of burning firewood and the pungent smell from the workers' bodies mixed together dissipated, and the air became fresh with a hint of fragrance.

  Wei Luo took a deep breath, and the two of them continued walking forward, entering the shaded path. The snowflakes fell in large flakes, not only dyeing the branches silver but also fluttering onto Gao Zhang's shoulders and hair, turning him into a snowman. Wei Luo looked at him, several times almost lifting her hand to help brush it off.

  Wei Luo looked around and saw that everyone was far away, so he walked two steps closer to Gao Yi and said in a low voice: "You have saved Wei Luo twice already."

  Gao Yi did not answer directly, and instead said lightly: "You're pretty good."

  Huh?

  Suddenly getting his exaggeration, Wei Luo was delighted, and her apricot eyes involuntarily curved into a line.

  Gao Yi didn't turn around, still speaking calmly: "Many swordsmen fear that aura the most. As long as the aura is broken, with your sharp eyesight, there's a chance to win in one battle. From now on, when fighting others, don't let the enemy prepare thoroughly."

  He not only acknowledged that he was saved that day, but also pointed at himself.

  Wei Luo's heart was racing with excitement, and she felt a sweet numbness spreading through her. She said in a low voice, barely containing her excitement: "Great kindness needs no thanks."

  Gao Yi suddenly laughed, his laughter was light, but that masculine, clear and pleasant laughter floated through the snowflakes, and Wei Luo still felt a bit drunk.

  After Gao Yi laughed, his voice was calm again, and he said: "You've arranged everything very well. Lou Juzhang has seen it and instructed that all kinds of things in the carriage team will be handled by you from now on. Wei Luo, you don't have to go back to the miscellaneous work team anymore." After a pause, he continued, "As for Sixteen Miss, she also has no right to order you around again."

  At this moment, Wei Luo truly relaxed and was happy.

  She burst into a radiant smile, just as Gao Yi turned around and caught sight of her. He was taken aback for a moment, and at this time, Wei Luo's eyes, like black jade, were flowing with joy. Her curved crescent-shaped eyes were so beautiful, like the spring flowers by the river in March, filling the entire sky with their lovely figure. As he looked, Gao Yi's vision blurred, and Wei Luo's small dark face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a small, delicate, snow-white face as tender as a peach blossom. On that small face, the crescent-shaped smiling eyes sparkled like water, gently gazing at him. Suddenly, Gao Yi's heart began to pound rapidly.

  It was just a blink of an eye, and the illusion in front of him disappeared. The rough and dark face that appeared in front of Gao Yi was still that of a young boy. Gao Yi's eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, and he quickly turned his head away, thinking to himself: He had actually started having hallucinations! It seemed he needed to learn from them and find a woman to release his fire.

  Wei Luo, who was extremely happy, suddenly discovered that Nian Bao walked two steps forward and distanced himself from her. Every time she quickened her pace, he would also speed up, so by the time they exited the shaded path, the distance between them grew further and further apart.

  With Wei Luo's girlish thoughts, where did she not notice that he had suddenly become distant? At this moment, her heart darkened.

  Two people walked in front and back through three gardens and came to a large mansion.

  Gao Yi led Wei Luo to the mansion, pointing to a room in the farthest corner on one side and said: "That was originally a guest house, inside there are three or four small rooms, delicate and quiet. I've already had someone move things into that house, you'll understand when you see it."

  He said this, and with a flick of his sleeve, he was about to leave. After taking two steps, he stopped in his tracks and said without turning back: "The courtyard has accommodated the various officials from the horse-drawn carriage team. Since Master Mei and others have come to Xin Tian, they may not leave until spring is far away. You should be careful."

  "Wei Luo hastily replied: 'Yes.'"

  She stared blankly at the figure of Gao Yi hastily leaving, pouted, and muttered to herself: "Unpredictable, this big man is actually also hard to see through."

  Wei Luo turned around and walked towards her own room. As Gao Yi said, it was a separate suite with a living room, study, bedroom, bathroom and kitchen. Not only were all the rooms complete, but each one was also properly furnished. The kitchen had a stove, the bathroom had a large wooden tub, and the bedroom had a small stone bed covered with dry grass, a straw mat, and a layer of hemp quilts.

  Wei Luo took a glance and felt extremely satisfied. Since she arrived here, she hadn't slept in such a good place yet.

  As for the study, the situation is a bit frightening. There are three piles of bamboo sticks as tall as an adult, some of which are so old that they have moldy spots and seem to be on the verge of rotting at the slightest touch. The study itself is very large, half again as big as all the other rooms combined, but it's been completely overwhelmed by these bamboo sticks.

  However, Wei Luo saw all this and instead of retreating, she thought with a smile: The more things happen, the better. As long as the caravan thinks I'm useful, my days will be easier.

  She closed the study door and turned to walk away.

  She knew that the carriage team had a separate dining area, and her stomach was growling with hunger. She had to take advantage of the time when everyone was eating to fill her belly. As soon as she thought about food, the aroma of wine and meat wafting from the main courtyard became even more intense. Wei Luo hastened her pace, heading towards the miscellaneous courtyard that belonged to the carriage team.