Caixue never expected Feixing to get so angry.
With a swift kick, he opened the door of the wing - room. Without thinking twice, he grabbed Zhao Luoming by one hand and stuffed him into the carriage.
Feixing's actions startled the madam and the drinkers who didn't even have time to put down their wine cups.
Caixue was helpless. It was the first time she had seen Feixing out of sorts, and she was also terribly frightened. She had no choice but to compensate for the damaged items before leaving Tianxiang Tower and leaping onto the carriage.
It was on this very night that Zhao Luoming, sitting steadily in the carriage with a slight drunkenness and the smell of wine on his lips, said to her through a curtain.
"Caixue, you'd better come to such places less often. It's not good for your reputation."
Feixing still had a铁青 face and just focused on driving the carriage.
He had never taken this idle third young master seriously, and Caixue knew this better than anyone else.
But she was different from Feixing.
She was innocent, cheerful and lively, but that didn't mean she had no worries.
Every girl had a secret she didn't want others to know, and she was no exception.
She used her pretended dislike for him to cover up the good impression she had on him at first sight. She had covered it up so well that if she hadn't heard those joking words today, she might not have even discovered it herself.
However, as they got along, she knew better than anyone that there was no room in his heart for anyone but Qingyao.
Only Qingyao.
...
Furong Pavilion
Caixue was making the bed while thinking about Zhao Luoming.
The young lady had been in a bad mood these days, all because of the alliance between Zhao Luoming and Lin Huaizhi to strike at the Zhao family's silk shop and pharmacy.
Caixue was also in a bad mood.
On one hand, there was the young lady who had saved her life; on the other hand, there was the third young master whom she couldn't let go.
When they were at odds, Caixue, caught in the middle, felt the most uncomfortable.
There were many things about the third young master. She tried her best to keep them from the young lady, for fear that once the third young master crossed the young lady's bottom - line, it would provoke the young lady's counter - attack.
She had traveled far and wide with the eldest young lady. In the business world, things were ever - changing. It was either a life - and - death struggle.
Over the years, the young lady had been well - trained. How could the inexperienced third young master be a match for her?
Caixue knew Zhao Luoning's methods best.
There was more than one shop that had offended Zhao Luoning and had been completely ruined by her.
That was why people secretly gave Zhao Luojing the nickname "Cold - faced Yama".
She didn't want Zhao Luoming to be the next one to be crushed by the eldest young lady.
She even didn't want the siblings to fall out over this matter.
Actually, the third young master was in the wrong in this matter.
This was the crux of the problem that everyone could see.
But Caixue didn't understand what had caused his sudden change in temperament.
He clearly knew that Ning Huaizhi had once framed the Zhao family and almost brought it down, yet he still allied with him to deal with the young lady?
The last time his temperament changed was...
After Qingyao's accident!
Caixue had a sudden flash of inspiration.
Could it be that this time it was also related to Qingyao?
Yes, it must be.
Qingyao's marriage had been arranged by the eldest young lady back then.
The third young master must have thought that the eldest young lady was the one who had separated the lovers, so he hated the eldest young lady so much that he was willing to ally with the untrustworthy Ning Huaizhi just to bring the eldest young lady down.
Thinking of this, Caixue put down the work in her hands. Just as she was thinking about whether to go to the farm and invite Qingyao back to clarify the matter, a pigeon landed on her shoulder.
She recognized this pigeon. It was a wild pigeon she had picked up on the road before.
Its wing had been injured at that time, and she had taken care of it.
Later, after the young lady got married, she had entrusted it to the third young master and didn't bring it to the Ji Mansion.
So this pigeon only recognized her and the third young master as its masters.
Seeing it again, Caixue was very surprised. She hugged it and talked to it for a while before she found a note tied to its leg.
She opened it and recognized the familiar handwriting at once.
The writing was flamboyant and distinctive.
Whose letter could it be if not the third young master's?
Meet at Shili Pavilion on the outskirts at noon tomorrow.
Shili Pavilion?
Holding the note, Caixue fell into deep thought.
Why did he suddenly invite her to meet at Shili Pavilion?
When had they reached the point where they could meet alone?
But this was the best opportunity for her to persuade the third young master.
Even though she was worried that it might be a trap, Caixue had no choice but to go.
While the young lady was not back yet, Caixue picked up the makeup brush the young lady had left on the table, wrote a "yes" on the back of the note, and tied it back to the pigeon's leg. The pigeon flapped its wings a few times and flew out of the window, following the original route back.
Watching the pigeon gradually disappear into the sky and turn into a black dot, Caixue's thoughts became as ethereal as the clouds in the sky.
What on earth did the third young master want from her?
After she met the third young master, how could she persuade him to stop opposing the eldest young lady?
She was just a maid, and her words didn't carry much weight. Did she really have to bring Qingyao there?
But noon tomorrow was the appointed time. In such a short period and without the young lady knowing, how could she possibly bring Qingyao to the meeting?
Just as she was lost in thought, Feixing appeared beside her out of nowhere and suddenly said,
"The third young master has no good intentions. You'd better think it over."
Feixing's sudden appearance startled Caixue.
She patted her chest and it took her a while to calm down.
Seeing the culprit who had scared her out of her wits, Caixue was naturally not in a good mood.
"Feixing, scaring people can be fatal. Could you please not appear silently behind others in the future?"
Feixing originally wanted to retort, "I didn't use my light - footed skills. I walked in step by step. I even knocked on the door before coming in. It's just that you were too absorbed in your thoughts to notice."
But he was a man of few words and didn't feel like arguing.
Moreover, things had their priorities, and he didn't have the energy to get tangled up with Caixue on this issue.
"Have you really decided to go to the meeting?"
Caixue was wondering how he knew about her appointment with Zhao Luoming when she suddenly thought of something, and a surge of anger welled up in her heart.
"How could you... Ah, how could you peek at my letter?!"
A sense of embarrassment, as if all her little secrets and thoughts had been exposed, overwhelmed Caixue.
Feixing was highly skilled in martial arts and was the personal bodyguard of Zhao Luoning. There was nothing that could be hidden from him.
After all, this was her private matter, and Caixue couldn't help but feel a bit aggrieved that Feixing had peeked into it without permission.
She couldn't help but hold a grudge against Feixing.
Although Caixue was angry, she still had her wits about her.
She knew that this was Furong Pavilion, and making a scene would cause trouble for Zhao Luoning.
So Caixue held back her thoughts and didn't even bother to look at Feixing again. She turned around and walked out of Furong Pavilion.
Feixing watched her leave. His calm eyes gradually filled with worry.