Chapter 445: For Love (1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Gu Yuan stood up without another word and tacitly exchanged glances with Fan Beiran. This familiarity and tacit understanding seemed to be similar to putting a gunny sack on someone. They had already worked together countless times.
Unexpectedly, Gu Yanfei stopped them. “Wait, we’ll go tonight. I’ll go with you.”
Fan Beiran had witnessed two miracles with his own eyes in just two hours. At this moment, he was completely convinced by Gu Yanfei and wished he could worship her as his ancestor.
Fan Beiran asked with a smile, “Sister, what do you mean?”
His smile was as fawning as it could be.
“This Love Gu is divided into child and mother Gu.” Gu Yanfei leisurely sat back on the chair by the window and said slowly, “The person who has been infected with the child Gu will unconditionally fall in love with the person who has the mother Gu. From then on, she will be infatuated until she dies.”
“Now, I’ve only taken out the child Gu from your sister’s body.”
As she spoke, Fan Beiran subconsciously looked at the calico cat on the ground. The beautiful calico cat didn’t even look at him. It was playing with the Gu with its claws repeatedly in high spirits.
The poor Gu worm was already on the verge of death from the cat’s play. Only the tip of its thin tail still trembled occasionally.
Gu Yanfei was afraid that the Gu worm would be played to death by the cat, so she picked it up with a silver needle and placed it in a small porcelain bottle. After sealing the bottle, she threw it into a wooden box.
She took the handkerchief from Juan Bi and wiped her fingers slowly, with an indescribable willfulness in her entire body. She smiled and said, “It’s getting late anyway. Let’s wait a little longer.”
They waited until it was dark.
The night fell completely. When the night watch came from afar, an ordinary green-roofed carriage drove out of the west corner of the Gu Mansion and headed all the way to the west of the city.
They arrived at an old house on the back street of the city.
The house was only two rooms wide. The walls were mottled, the tiles were broken, and the windows were broken. There was no light inside, and it was dark.
The curtains of the carriage were lifted by a fair hand, revealing a pair of large black and white eyes. The owner of the eyes glanced at the old house, then lowered the curtains and silently mouthed to Fan Mushuang, “Go. I’ll follow you.”
Fan Mushuang nodded and lifted the curtain of the carriage. Without needing anyone to help her, she jumped off the carriage nimbly and walked towards the old dark house. Gu Yanfei was only three or four steps behind her.
When she was almost at the main door, the tightly shut door creaked open from the inside. A faint smell of mold and damp greeted her.
Behind the door was a man of medium height. He was in his early twenties and had an ordinary appearance. He had a square face, a big nose, thick lips, and his cheeks were covered in dense pimples.
“Shuang Shuang.” The scholar looked eagerly at Fan Mushuang, who was outside the door. He grinned, revealing his yellow teeth. His smile was both surprised and smug.
He was obviously anxious from waiting. He hurried across the threshold to welcome her, holding a faint yellow gla.s.s oil lamp.
The light from the oil lamp illuminated four or five feet in front and behind, making the surrounding atmosphere a little sinister and strange.
“Mu…” He immediately noticed that there was someone behind Fan Mushuang. At first, he was shocked, but then he realized that it was a beautiful girl about the same age as Fan Mushuang. He heaved a sigh of relief.
The scholar’s stunned gaze swept back and forth between Gu Yanfei’s face and body, secretly guessing her ident.i.ty.
This girl was beautiful, but she was dressed plainly. Other than the jade hairpin, she didn’t even have any decent jewelry. Clearly, she came from an ordinary background. It was said that those big families would raise a beautiful maidservant by the girl’s side and be her roommate in the future…
Thinking of this, the scholar’s heart burned and his eyes lit up.
Fan Mushuang narrowed her eyes and stared fixedly at the scholar’s face for a long time. Then, she racked her brains to recall him.
Gradually, the blurry face in her chaotic memory finally became clear and overlapped with the face in front of her.
“Xue’er?” To avoid accidentally misidentifying him, Fan Mushuang called out tentatively.
“Shuang Shuang, you’re finally here.” Scholar Xue took a step closer to Fan Mushuang with a smile. Under the dim yellow oil lamp, his medium-sized triangular eyes looked abnormally bright, as if there was a heavy shadow hidden in them.
Regarding this, Fan Mushuang’s reaction was—