Chapter 70

"......"

What are you laughing at?

Tilting her head, Yue Yuan turned her gaze directly to the face of the limping girl, Lu Wushuang, her expression appearing very serious. Although she didn't say anything, the meaning in her eyes was clearly displayed.

"Ah!"

"I just thought of something funny and couldn't help but laugh!"

Meeting Yue Yuan's gaze, Lu Wushuang somewhat timidly avoided her eyes, her index fingers lightly touching each other as she said this.

Looking at Lu Wushuang's girlish demeanor, Yue Yuan could only sigh. It could be said that since the Lu family was wiped out, Lu Wushuang rarely showed such a demeanor. Most of the time, she was sharp-tongued and ruthless.

Living with Lady Chilian, this was the survival skill Lu Wushuang had learned.

Because Li Mochou was not only an evil person but also had a grudge against Lu Wushuang, and with the righteous people of the martial world constantly hunting down the evil, it was already quite impressive that Lu Wushuang could survive in such an environment.

If it were Guo Fu, the young lady, the outcome would likely have been different.

This girlish demeanor was only shown by Lu Wushuang to people she was familiar with and felt close to, such as Yang Guo in the past. The only difference was that at the time, Lu Wushuang only thought Yang Guo was a silly boy.

Although the demeanor in front of Yue Yuan was similar, the feeling was different.

Hm?

Xiao Longnü's gaze, on the other side, seemed somewhat puzzled, not quite understanding the scene before her.

However, Xiao Longnü sighed at the relationship between Lu Wushuang and Yue Yuan, seemingly recalling the past... Back then, Guo'er was also like this.

The reason Xiao Longnü had this thought was that Yue Yuan had previously introduced Lu Wushuang's identity to her in detail. The limping girl, Lu Wushuang, was considered Yue Yuan's disciple in name.

It was precisely because of this identity that Xiao Longnü had these thoughts.

Moreover, just like Xiao Longnü and Yang Guo, Lu Wushuang also did not call Yue Yuan "master," even though Yue Yuan had taught her martial arts. This complex relationship was almost identical to that between Xiao Longnü and Yang Guo.

Perhaps...

Lu Wushuang also knew that if she called Yue Yuan "master," many things would not go as she imagined.

Casual conversation, occasionally interspersed with Lu Wushuang's giggles and Xiao Longnü's cold voice, made the room lively.

"By the way, Miss Long, this is for you!"

After the topic of health was put aside, Yue Yuan and Xiao Longnü chatted casually about their journey. Then, Yue Yuan remembered another important matter. From her sleeve, she took out the golden bell chain and handed it back to Xiao Longnü with a jingling sound.

"Mm!"

Nodding, Xiao Longnü took the golden bell chain from Yue Yuan, thanked her, and then her gaze fell on the silver bell in Yue Yuan's hand.

"Uh..."

"Miss Long, I can't give you this bell!"

Seeing Xiao Longnü's gaze fixed on the silver bell in her hand, Yue Yuan flipped her wrist, and the silver bell was immediately tucked into her sleeve. She smiled and said, "This is my token!"

Token?

Xiao Longnü's expression became somewhat strange, a peculiar look appearing on her pale face.

"Huh?"

On the side, Lu Wushuang, with her sharp eyes, noticed the golden bell on the golden bell chain in Xiao Longnü's hand. She was quite familiar with the silver bell on her master, Lady Chilian, as she often had to help take care of her master's donkey when she was with Li Mochou.

Naturally, she was very familiar with the silver bell that was always tied to the donkey's neck. Now, seeing the golden bell chain in Xiao Longnü's hand, her attention was immediately drawn. Although Lu Wushuang had been guessing why her master Li Mochou's bell was in Yue Yuan's possession, and according to Yang Guo, Yue Yuan's sword was in Li Mochou's hands, this exchange made Lu Wushuang somewhat worried.

But seeing the golden bell chain, Lu Wushuang couldn't help but ask, "Miss Long, this golden bell seems to be the same as the silver bell!"

"Yes, it originally belonged to me!"

Faced with Lu Wushuang's question, Xiao Longnü didn't seem to mind, her simple nature leading her to give a straightforward answer.

Then—

The atmosphere became quiet.

The limping girl, Lu Wushuang, immediately turned her gaze to Yue Yuan.

Similarly.

Yue Yuan was also taken aback by the words, and her expression became strange. Hearing Xiao Longnü's words again, Yue Yuan finally understood why she had returned the golden bell chain to her, and why Xiao Longnü had looked at her sleeve with that gaze.

It turned out that in Xiao Longnü's mind, the silver bell had always belonged to her, even though she had traded it with her senior sister Li Mochou for the golden bell. In her mind, it was still hers.

Therefore, when Yue Yuan said the silver bell was her token, Xiao Longnü's expression became strange.

"......"

Miss Long, what you said...

Yue Yuan, facing the gazes of Xiao Longnü and Lu Wushuang, tugged at the corners of her mouth, thinking that the relationship between the two of them was too complicated!

She had always thought the silver bell belonged exclusively to Lady Chilian, Li Mochou. Now, the silver bell had another owner. So, Yue Yuan's so-called token... whose was it?

However, perhaps there was another way!

Thinking of this, Yue Yuan looked at Xiao Longnü and said, "How about we switch?"

As soon as these words came out, Yue Yuan felt a darkness in front of her eyes. What was this? She had said the wrong thing.

But no matter who the silver bell belonged to, Yue Yuan was not going to give it up!

Then, Yue Yuan saw Xiao Longnü's pale face turn a strange shade of red, and she could clearly see a flash of embarrassment and anger in her eyes.

The limping girl, Lu Wushuang, glanced at Yue Yuan's face, then at Xiao Longnü's side face, and her expression fell, her pretty little face elongating.

A woman's intuition told Lu Wushuang that the atmosphere between Yue Yuan and Xiao Longnü had become strange.

After a long while.

Feeling the atmosphere in the room becoming increasingly heavy and strange, Yue Yuan, who had been sitting upright, suddenly stood up and said, "It's getting late, Miss Long, you should rest early!"

After saying this, she grabbed Lu Wushuang and walked out, closing the door behind them.

Outside the room.

"Huh, that's not right!"

Yue Yuan suddenly stopped, turned her head to look at the door, and muttered, "This is my room!"

However, Yue Yuan had no intention of going back. Since she had let Xiao Longnü stay in the room, she wouldn't disturb her, especially at such an awkward moment.

It could be said that Yue Yuan was not afraid of women being coquettish or playful, but she was somewhat afraid of that very calm and quiet gaze. She wasn't sure if this was her own nature or something brought about by the person she was imagining.

But one thing was certain: both Yue Yuan and Chu Liuxiang had encountered similar situations.

"Alright!"

"Lu Wushuang, stop pouting, you can hang an oil bottle on your face!"

Turning her head, her gaze fell on the limping girl, Lu Wushuang, and she smiled, slowly extending her right hand to tap Lu Wushuang's forehead, leaving a red mark. "Let's go, we'll book two more rooms!"

With a clattering sound, Yue Yuan walked down the stairs with her hands behind her back.

Behind her.

Lu Wushuang, holding her forehead, stared at Yue Yuan's back in a daze.

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