Qiao Zirong simply stared in a daze at Su Jiu, bathed in a layer of moonlight, unable to collect himself.
Su Jiu had always been exceptionally beautiful. When she smiled, she could warm his entire heart.
Beneath the moon, her smoky blue-green dress trailed along the ground, Cloud-Smoke Patterns interwoven across her cuffs. In the moonlight, her bright eyes, pearly teeth, and exquisite features shone with extraordinary beauty. Light occasionally rippled across the petals beneath the corner of her right eye, adding yet more brilliance to her already stunning face and making her seem as though she had descended from the heavens.
"Su Jiu!"
Mo Qi's cry shattered the tranquility. Rather than a cry, it was more of a shrill, cracking scream.
That call of "Su Jiu" should have carried delight, but Su Jiu keenly sensed that it held far more terror and panic.
Su Jiu's gaze sharpened. What exactly was wrong with Mo Qi? Ever since seeing her again after coming down the mountain, she had felt that something was strange about her.
Qiao Zirong and Yun Huanling had clearly also snapped out of their daze at that slightly alarmed cry of "Su Jiu."
Yun Huanling coughed twice, then said nothing. Thank goodness it's nighttime. No one should be able to see me blushing.
Qiao Zirong, meanwhile, had somehow developed a stutter. "L-long time no see."
Su Jiu: "???" What long time no see?
Mo Qi suddenly came over and linked her arm through Su Jiu's. "A Jiu."
Su Jiu studied Mo Qi. She could feel her arm trembling and stiffening, while her eyes darted about and even her smile looked strained.
Su Jiu sighed and checked her pulse, but it was normal.
"Mo Qi, are you cold?" In the past, she would never have behaved so strangely.
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