The two of them each harbored their own thoughts and traveled in silence. After thinking it over carefully, Yue Qianchou was basically certain that she already knew about him. Yet he had no idea what the grandmother and granddaughter meant by bringing him to their side. He considered every possibility until his head ached, but never once did it occur to him that Yan Zixia had fallen for him. Men could be like this sometimes—too clever by half, they failed to see the heart of the matter. Perhaps those within the game were blinded by it!
Yan Zixia regretted speaking those words to death. From Yue Qianchou's cautious and respectful manner of speaking, she could tell that a barrier had formed between them. He seemed to be guarding against her at every moment, as though she might harm him. She wanted to explain, but feared that the more she explained, the deeper the misunderstanding would become. She could only slowly savor the bitterness filling her mouth.
Yue Qianchou finally understood why he had guarded the place for over a year without ever seeing Yan Zixia emerge. It turned out that she never used the front entrance of Sang Cao Garden. Following her into the inner courtyard, he arrived at the most mysterious house in Sang Cao Garden. Looking carefully over the furnishings, he could not see anything special. The entire house was made of wood and felt quite ordinary. At most, the timber used for its construction came from ancient old trees. Yet it possessed an indescribable quality. Put another way, it was spiritual energy.
Grandma Ma Jiu had returned long ago. She was reclining in a rocking chair, chatting and laughing with Elder Lan beside her.
Elder Lan truly was a beautiful and dignified young matron. Her figure was