"Well, as you wish! I will go and pack now!" Gu Xijiu turned and walked to her backyard.
This was the place that he asked people to build, so he had the right to destroy it too. As he was a god, he could do anything he wished.
It was true that something could be built very fast but could also be destroyed just as quickly. She used to think that this place could be her shelter but it seemed like it was just temporary…
"Do you want me to help you?" The Messenger Shangshan tried to offer his help.
"No, I don't have much stuff." Gu Xijiu turned and walked away.
Messenger Shangshan looked at her back and had a complicated feeling. He thought that this little girl would be very disappointed after he delivered the message. He never expected that she would be so calm throughout the conversation.
It was easy to upgrade one's self from economy to luxury, but it was hard to adapt from economy from luxury. When a person was used to being pampered, she would take it for granted.
When all the special treatments were taken away, the disappointment should be great and it would feel like falling from heaven back to earth. However, this little girl was different. She didn't even ask why...
...
The Lord was standing in a bamboo forest. He was holding a bamboo on his left hand and a knife on his right hand to engrave it. He was making a bamboo flute and it was almost done.
Messenger Shangshan was finally back. He stood behind The Lord to report, "My Lord, I have passed your message to Miss Gu. She has moved to Fengshang Valley and the house has been demolished."
"What did she say?" The Lord casually asked.
Messenger Shangshan took out a sound recorder spell, "I am very forgetful recently, so I have recorded our conversation. Lord, please listen to it."
He then switched on the sound recorder spell and played the conversation he had with Gu Xijiu…
The Lord was still cutting the bamboo and she was not sure if he was listening.
After a moment, the sound recorder spell stopped. The Lord looked up and stared at the sound recorder spell on Messenger Shangshan's hand, "That's all?"
"Yes, that's all."
"What did she take when she left?"
"Her personal belongings. She did not take any other things with her."
"What about the tea I asked you to give her?"
"When I gave it to her, she said thank you but the tea was too precious and it was The Lord's favorite tea. She did not dare to accept it. Oh yeah, she even repaired the bed drapes and asked me to pass them to you."
Messenger Shangshan took out the neatly folded bed drapes from his storage bag and handed it to The Lord.
When The Lord opened the bed drapes, the place where it was once torn was revealed.
Gu Xijiu was talented in sewing. The torn place was not neatly stitched with a special way. She might think that it did not look good with just a simple stitching so she also sewed a crane on it. The crane was grey and black in color, and it was flying with its wings opened.
There was actually a landscape painted on the bed drapes, so the crane Gu Xijiu sewed actually quite matched the original painting. As the neck of the crane was sewed on the torn spot, it was no longer obvious and did not look like it had been stitched.
"My Lord, the girl is quite good; look at the sewing… Although her sewing skills are not that good, she sewed it genuinely…"
"How long did she take to sew this?"
"About an hour…"
"How long did you take to demolish the house?"
"About an hour…"
"You were there for about an hour, which means when she was sewing this when you were demolishing the house?"
Messenger Shangshan perspired, "When I demolished the house, Miss Gu was not inside. I only started to demolish it when she left. After I finished demolishing it, I found that she was sitting at the riverside and sewing the bed drapes. She had just finished sewing when I saw her and she asked me to pass it to you."
The Lord did not speak anymore. He folded the bed drapes and put it into his storage bag.
Messenger Shangshan secretly felt relieved. The Lord was a perfectionist and he did not like to keep anything that was spoilt regardless of how precious it was and how perfect the repair was. Messenger Shangshan never expected that The Lord would keep the torn bed drapes.
The Lord was still very calm so Messenger Shangshan had no idea what was in The Lord's mind.
Apparently, he cared about Gu Xijiu and they had been getting along very harmoniously. Messenger Shangshan did not understand why The Lord had suddenly changed his attitude.
Messenger Shangshan suddenly thought of something, "Oh, My Lord, when Miss Gu passed me the bed drapes, she had asked me to pass you a message too."
The Lord finally looked at him, "... And that would be?"
"Miss Gu said that she felt sorry that she used your name to do something as it had brought trouble to you. She will not do that anymore and asked you to rest assured."
The Lord remained silent and continued to cut the bamboo flute.
However, Messenger Shangshan had sharp eyes and he noticed that there was an additional hole on the bamboo flute in The Lord's hand…
"My Lord, I really don't understand. In fact, Miss Gu did not do anything using your name. She was just trying to irritate other people. She won the battle in Tianju Hall with her own ability. She was exempted from the tests to enter Liuyun class because of her hard work and capabilities. If you blame and give up on her just because she used your name to irritate people, I think it is unjustified…" Messenger Shangshan boldly laid out his perspective.
Obviously, he heard the conversation between Gu Xijiu and Yun Qingluo...
In his view, it was just a fight between young children and Gu Xijiu was just naughtier and tried to irritate Yun Qingluo.
"Why did you say I gave up on her?" The Lord finally said something but with calm voice, "My whole intention is to let her enter Tianju Hall successfully. Now my purpose has been achieved, so there is nothing wrong that I leave now. It has nothing to do with giving up on her or not."
"My Lord is busy and it is normal to leave the place. However, I can see that Miss Gu likes the house very much. She even planted flowers in her backyard. Oh yeah, when I was demolishing the house, I found a sketch of her painting. It looks like she was designing her backyard and the design was quite interesting. I feel that it was such a waste to demolish the house… Actually, it should be alright to let her continue to stay in the house. Since everyone had accepted the fact that she stayed at the place, so I believe no one would gossip about it."
"Mu Feng, why are you so talkative today?" The Lord flicked his fingertips and the knife in his hand flew away and stabbed a bamboo tree.
Mu Feng did not dare to talk anymore.
The Lord played with the bamboo flute in his hand and asked, "Do you have any news from Long Siye?"
Mu Feng reported, "He is still with Rong Che and does not have any findings so far. Rong Che had been injured quite badly. He even fainted once on the way back to Feixing Kingdom and Long Siye has been taking care of him. They reached Feixing Kingdom three days ago and had been resting these days. I heard Rong Che could only get up from bed two days ago. Yun Qingluo is better than he was, as she could already come out to jog three days ago. My Lord, do you still want to implement the punishment on her?"