That night, Mu Ge lay on the rocking chair in the courtyard, still thinking about the person she saw in the forest of Purple Sun Academy during the day.
At this moment, besides You He and Hua Yue, there was another person by her side.
This person wore a simple blue robe, standing upright like a pine tree. His appearance was handsome, with a faint heroic spirit between his brows. He stood so properly in front of Mu Ge that he was almost silent enough to be overlooked.
"Mo Yang, do you know who lives in the forest of Purple Sun Academy?" Mu Ge suddenly asked.
Startled by the abrupt question from his master, Mo Yang hesitated for a moment, then frowned and replied, "Replying to Young Lord, there seems to indeed be someone living in the forest behind Purple Sun Academy. But I only heard that this person is recuperating in the forest and do not know who they are."
Recuperating?
Mu Ge’s eyes shifted slightly.
The medicinal scent of the thatched hut, and the person’s bloodless skin, looking fragile as if they could stop breathing at any moment, seemed to fit the description of someone recuperating.
During the day, when awakened by that person’s servant, Mu Ge was also rather surprised by her own absent-mindedness. And those black and white eyes almost sucked her soul into them.
’This place is not suitable for a long stay.’
The crisis awareness honed through countless life-and-death experiences, after conveying this message to Mu Ge, she turned away without hesitation.
From beginning to end, she did not speak a word to that person.
And that person seemed not to stop her from leaving either.
The two, like parallel lines without any intersection, merely brushed past each other.
When she returned to the archway, the students from the academy had already gradually left. Mo Yang, whom they were waiting for, had long been waiting by the carriage.
After glancing at the young man she had left in the academy, Mu Ge got into the carriage and ordered to return to the mansion.
Going to pick up Mo Yang was just a spur-of-the-moment idea out of boredom. She didn’t expect to encounter such an interesting person.
She seldom remembered anyone, unless they were an enemy or a friend.
She wondered—into which category would he fall?
Mu Ge lowered her eyes, thinking to herself: Whether we meet again in the future is uncertain, so why bother now?
With that thought, Mu Ge slowly raised her eyes, her long eyelashes partially hiding her emotions. She looked at Mo Yang and asked, "What do you study at the academy?"
Mo Yang lowered his eyes and replied: "The teachers mainly teach poetry, prose, Confucianism, and etiquette. However, a horse-riding and archery class opened half a month ago, which is quite interesting." As Mu Qingge’s servant, Mo Yang naturally knew his master wasn’t fond of literary subjects, so he only mentioned what might pique Mu Qingge’s interest.
"Horse riding and archery? That is indeed interesting," Mu Ge’s tone carried a hint of amusement.
She didn’t say much else. She just told Mo Yang, "You hardly ever get to rest for a few days. Since you’re back at the mansion, do whatever you want, you don’t need to stay by my side. I have You He and Hua Yue here with me and that’s enough."
Mo Yang looked up at Mu Ge, seeming a bit surprised. However, he didn’t ask further questions and bowed before leaving.
This sensible demeanor piqued Mu Ge’s interest somewhat.
Absolute trust and obedience are Mu Ge’s first criteria for judging if a person is useful. It seems Mo Yang’s first impression was quite good.
Mo Yang left Chi Yun Garden, heading towards his residence.



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