Squinting at the blinding sunlight, Liu Zhixia wore a smile and slowly walked forward along the path.
Then an inaudible whimper reached his ear with the wind.
He lightened his footsteps and followed the sound only to see a figure who hugged herself into a ball and was crying silently on the edge of the rockery.
His footsteps startled the woman, and she turned her head.
Four eyes locked at each other, and were stunned.
Liu Zhixia was a little embarrassed. “Did I disturb you?”
He remembered this girl. She was the one who served their meals twice.
“This is the back garden, and everyone is welcome here. It is me who disturbed Young Master’s pleasure of enjoying the flowers.” Fu Yuzheng lowered her eyes and got up to prepare to leave.
This man’s question was so strange. Disturb her? Was he still going to say he’d leave first and let her continue crying?
It was this kind of kindness that made it all the more disagreeable.
She hated others witnessing her weakness.
“Miss, wait.” The man behind her stopped her.
Fu Yuzheng did not turn around. She probably looked wretched at the moment. “Does Young Master have something to order?”
Light footsteps approached, then a handkerchief appeared in front of her.
“Here, wipe yourself,” the man paused, “Everything will clear up after crying. In this world, there is nothing that can’t be overcome.”
Then the light footsteps departed.
Fu Yuzheng never turned around.
She looked down at the handkerchief that was stuffed in her palms. It was square and a bit faded from washing, but clean and soft.
She wanted to throw it away, but her fingers unconsciously held it tightly.
It obviously contained no temperature, but at this moment, it made her feel a trace of warmth.
She smiled to herself; the first person to genuinely extend kindness to her after her mother’s passing…
It was actually a stranger.
She pulled her sleeves up and wiped her face haphazardly, without using that square handkerchief.
Something this clean shouldn’t be tainted with filth.
The back garden soon fell silent, as if no one had come.
Meanwhile, the Red Maple Mountain in the outskirts of the capital was just as lively.
The red leaves all over the mountain were like fire and haze, and tourists came to visit and play in an endless stream.
Along the stone path to the mountain, there were tourists everywhere. Even the roadside pavilion for people to sit and rest was also jam packed.
A young girl was walking in the mountains, and her forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat. Her white cheeks were tinged with red haze due to the heat, but her eyes were shining, leaping with joy.
“Are you tired?” A man walked behind her unhurriedly. They climbed halfway up the mountain, but his breath remained calm.
“No, I’m not tired.” The young girl raised her lips and beamed. “I rarely have such an opportunity to come out and play at home. I also never climbed a mountain like this.”
As a child, the highest mountain she climbed was Luofu Mountain. She followed her playmates to pull out the bird’s nest, but they never reached the top of the mountain.
Luofu Mountain was also different from here. In the autumn, it was only full of yellow leaves, not red maple mountain.
The girl’s happiness infected the man. A tender smile outlined the tips of his brows, making him look even more outstanding. “There are many fun places around the capital. I’ll take you to all of them later.”
“All right.”
The young man in purple was noble and elegant; the girl in green was gentle and delicate. They walked side by side and became beautiful scenery on the path.
Frequently attracting attention.
Among the visitors were also the sons and daughters of the capital’s powerful nobles, some of whom had had the pleasure of meeting Feng Qingbai.
When they first realized that the man accompanying the young girl with a breath as gentle as the breeze turned out to be the King of Nanling, Feng Qingbai, they were so shocked that they almost choked.

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