"Yun Qingluo, although you’re controlled by someone else, that was because you had a bad intention in the first place. Gu Xijiu is my follower and the fact that you intended to kill her in the first place is sufficient to summon you to death!"
Yun Qingluo was trembling and did not even dare to raise her head.
The Lord looked at her for a moment and said calmly, "Since you’re a heaven's gift disciple, I’ll spare your life temporarily. However, you need to be punished in order to learn your lesson. Do your own self-reflection in the wasteland for a month."
Yun Qingluo did not know what a wasteland was but she knew it would not be a nice place. However, she finally discovered it was an extremely horrible place when she saw Messenger Chenge’s gaze.
Anyway, at least her life was spared and she should be grateful for that.
The Lord looked at Rong Che and smiled awkwardly, "Oh Lord, I have sinned. Please punish me."
The Lord said calmly, "That's great! Go back to Feixing Kingdom immediately then!"
Rong Che remained silent.
Gu Xijiu was shocked, she knew Rong Che had lost 75 percent of his internal force from this incident; he could not even stand properly now. How could he make it back to Feixing Kingdom? It was a few thousand miles away...
She did not know what The Lord had seen from Rong Che’s memory, but Rong Che had been a good friend to her and she could not bear to leave him alone like that.
She tried to seek room for negotiation, "Oh Lord, the Eighth Prince had lost most of his internal force. He is probably not even able to even get on his ride, should we…" The Lord interrupted when she was about to say ‘should we let him rest for one more day’, "Do you think you have the right to speak in front of me?"
Gu Xijiu remained silent.
The Lord shifted his gaze and left.
The four messengers looked at each other. Messenger Jiangshan looked at Gu Xijiu and coughed softly, "Don’t worry, Miss Gu. In fact, The Lord…"
"I’m fine." Gu Xijiu smiled to him, "It was my fault."
There was a huge gap between her and The Lord. Indeed, she had no right to speak in front of him. She was acting too reckless, and with the friendly attitude of The Lord, it made her think that he was her respectful grandfather who would allow her to speak like a granddaughter would. Now that she realized that she was completely wrong and had overestimated herself in his eyes, she deserved to be taught a lesson.
She comforted the four messengers, "Don’t worry, man! I’ll pay more attention and be more careful with my words and actions in the future."
The four messengers were silent; that made them rather worried now.
However, they could not say anything else as there were many more things waiting for them to settle.
Messenger Shangshan looked at Gu Xijiu’s dark circles and said gently, "Miss Gu, you should go back and have a good rest. There are a few more hours to catch the sunrise, why not take a nap?"
Gu Xijiu shook her head and then walked towards Rong Che. She stretched her hand to help him stand upright, "Eighth prince, let me send you off."
The decree from The Lord was to kick Rong Che down the hill immediately and no one had dared to go against it. Thus, Rong Che needed to leave even though he could not move.
The roads along the hill were all made up of winding roads and it was not suitable for them to take the carriage. He could only walk down the hill or ride on the horse. However, he could not do both, based on his current physique.
Gu Xijiu planned to bring him down the hill and hire a carriage for him. Then, she could send him back with a better carriage when they arrived the nearest town.
Before her hand could reach Rong Che’s arm, she was blocked by Liong Siye, "Xijiu, let me send him off. It’s not so appropriate for you to send him and I have a flying crane which could get us to the town in the valley in just an hour."
He carried Rong Che and called the flying crane. In less than a minute, both of them were on the crane and it flew away in a blink of an eye.
Gu Xijiu watched helplessly as they flew away.
No matter what, Long Siye knew her well and had always helped her to ease her worries...
The dream about Long Siye flashed across her mind again. She got frustrated unknowingly and had the urge to ask where the exact location of his heart was.
The four messengers were busy settling theIR matters and Gu Xijiu had finally returned to her house.
It was difficult not to mention about The Lord’s good sense of everything, as the house was really well decorated and stylish. It was beautiful enough to comfort an exhausted soul.
She gargled and returned to her bed.
She did not change into the pajamas which she made for herself, as it was too thin. She had a bad habit of kicking off the blanket, so it was not so appropriate for her to wear it. She would have worn it to sleep if it was her own house, but she would not want to wear it here.
The house was indeed beautiful and it was built by the four messengers in two hours! She felt that they probably did not build it, but created it with a certain wizard instead.
What if the wizard suddenly lost its effect...
Would the mansion suddenly disappear? Would she then be sleeping on the street when she woke up?
Although the building was amazing, she would feel more insecure if she had slept in her own toilet.
...
Her biological clock was very strong. Although she has been exhausted from such a long hours of suffering, she still woke up in the early morning the next day.
She went to the foreyard to greet The Lord after cleaning herself.
The Lord seemed to have just woken up as his hair was yet to be tied and his clothes were still a bit messy. "So early?" He asked, as he watched her entering the hall.
He thought she would sleep slightly longer since she has been exhausted from last night and kids tend to sleep longer...
Gu Xijiu gave her full respect to him and spoke after greeting him, "Xijiu always wakes up early to conduct morning practices."
The Lord looked at her head and realized she was still kneeling on the floor. He frowned as he was not used to her kneeling even though it was very common for people to kneel in front of him.
"Rise, and you don't have to start the morning with a greeting every day."
Gu Xijiu responded and got up from the ground.
The Lord felt uneasy as he saw her head still lowering. He waved his sleeve and there were a few plates of food that had appeared on the table, "Come on, eat something."
Gu Xijiu still did not raise her head, "Thank you, Lord. I think I better eat at my own place." He was too mighty and she felt stressed to eat with him. Besides, no matter what, she had to kneel to thank everything he granted her throughout the meal. She would rather return to her house or find food from somewhere else.
The Lord looked at her and massaged his forehead.
He had a headache when she was being impulsive.
But he felt uncomfortable when she was being courteous.
There were too many people being courteous to him except her. Did that mean the exception was going to disappear soon?
"Gu Xijiu, are you afraid of me?"
Gu Xijiu finally raised her head, "No, I respect you instead."
"Alright, that's great then! Come on, eat something."
Gu Xijiu did not argue with him again but said 'yes', and walked towards the table.
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