Gu Xijiu finally felt an overwhelming sense of relief. She even shed a tear in the process. She glared at him and remained silent as she pursed her lips.
Di Fuyi was shocked. "What happened? Why do you look like you're going to cry?"
His glanced around, and his gaze stopped at Rong Jialuo's tombstone. He seemed to understand what was going on and sighed. "Xijiu, you're sad for Rong Jialuo? In fact, he…"
Before he could finish talking, Gu Xijiu pulled his sleeve and walked away. "Follow me!" Without hesitation, Di Fuyi followed her.
…
The two of them arrived at a pavillion. It was built on the hill and surrounded by a plum forest. It was the plum flower season; hence, the scene looked spectacular!
