By the time she returned to the courtyard, Fu Huayi had already removed the poison. Seeing that it was already quite late, she got up to bid everyone farewell.
Standing by the gate of the courtyard, Fu Huayi looked at Ling Chuxi with tears in her eyes, reluctant to leave. After a while, she said softly, "Thank you."
"If you feel unsettled, come and find me," Ling Chuxi said with a smile, rubbing Fu Huayi's hair into a bird's nest like in the past.
"Alright, Master." Tears glimmered in Fu Huayi's eyes, but her smile was as beautiful as a blooming flower.
Nearby, Xia Zhuoyi looked at Ling Chuxi gratefully. This was the first time in a while that he had seen Fu Huayi's smile. His heart broke when he watched her put on a mask of cold detachment everyday, seeing how lonely she was when she was alone.
"Accompany her more," Ling Chuxi said to Xia Zhuoyi.
"Alright." Xia Zhuoyi solemnly nodded.
