"Not bad, truly not bad..." She seemed even more gratified.
The moment she said the words "not bad," the white-haired old woman seemed to brighten all over, no longer quite so chilly and sinister.
She slowly rose and walked straight outside. "Come. How can the head of the Gǔyǎn Clan be so pathetic, living under the Golden Pattern Clan's roof all this time?"
She was going to take Li Xuanji back.
Upon hearing the words "clan head," the taut string in Li Xuanji's heart finally eased.
Whew! Why did this emperor feel as though he had just passed through a great death calamity unseen?
"Fan Liu, Granny Lu came personally to pick you up?"
The two had only just emerged from Granny Lu's hut, one in front and one behind, when He Meiniang appeared abruptly in her flowing blue robes, concern and doubt flickering in her beautiful eyes.
As far as she knew, this Granny Lu had been supporting Guyan Clan's Sixth Brother, He Fan Jian, hadn't she?
Granny Lu, the white-haired old woman, nodded at He Meiniang. "Sorry for the trouble of looking after Fan Liu these past few days. When you have time in the future, come visit the Gǔyǎn Clan more often."
Li Xuanji also gave her a deep, sincere bow and said hesitantly, "Though I have lost most of my divine soul and memories, and do not know why you and I fell out in the past, Fan Liu promises you now: as long as I am here, there will always be a place for you in the Gǔyǎn Clan..."
There was no need to spell things out too plainly. This was already enough to reveal his heart.
"Mhm." He Meiniang's eyes reddened. The instant she answered, however, she twisted her graceful figure aside, as though