Chapter Nineteen of the Ten Scenes Satin

Zi Yuan smiled and said, "Young Master Wen, are these two your friends?" Wen Yuan replied, "Yes, this is my junior sister Hua Xuan, and this one..." Little Murong sheathed her short sword and laughed, "My name is Little Murong, but I have absolutely no connection with this guy."

Wen Yuan asked, "Junior sister, Miss Murong, what brings you here?" Hua Xuan pointed at Little Murong and said, "Sister Murong and I saw that villain Zhao Pingbo and followed him all the way here. Sister Murong said it's not appropriate for girls to come here, so we had to change our clothes."

Wen Yuan looked at their attire; Little Murong looked somewhat presentable, but Hua Xuan had absolutely no masculine charm. He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "I think they're about the same. And what happened? What did you do to Zhao Pingbo?" Little Murong laughed and said, "We haven't dealt with him yet. Before that, we met a busybody who was invited as a guest by this Sister Zi Yuan, so we came over to check on him." As she spoke, she winked at Wen Yuan, her expression quite mocking.

It turned out that the two women had disguised themselves and entered the Water Swallow Pavilion, secretly following Zhao Pingbo and his group all the way to the Marriage Pavilion. There, they witnessed Zhao Pingbo offending Zi Yuan and Wen Yuan taking action. When Zi Yuan rushed into the pavilion, Xiao Murong's curiosity was piqued, so she and Hua Xuan sneaked into the back hall to investigate. With the two women's martial arts skills, Zi Yuan naturally couldn't detect them. Wen Yuan was only paying attention to Zi Yuan, and if Hua Xuan hadn't accidentally chuckled, he probably wouldn't have noticed either.

Wen Yuan looked embarrassed and asked, "How long have you been hiding here?" Little Murong laughed, "Not too long, not too short. We slipped in as soon as that little girl left, and we only got here a little earlier than you. We didn't gain much advantage over you." Zi Yuan smiled and said, "You're really good." Little Murong laughed and said, "Oh, I don't deserve such praise!"

Hua Xuan seemed a little listless and said, "Sister Murong, let's go first. Senior Brother Wen has something to do here, so let's go deal with that villain." Little Murong pursed her lips and looked at Hua Xuan, and laughed, "Why don't you take your Senior Brother Wen with you?" Hua Xuan whispered, "Never mind." Little Murong said with a smile, "Oh, little sister, are you jealous?"

As soon as these words were spoken, both of them blushed at the same time. Wen Yuan was speechless, and Hua Xuan was anxious and shouted, "What is it?" She pulled Little Murong to leave, but Little Murong stood still with a grin.

Zi Yuan smiled and said, "Young Master Wen, you should go with these two first. We'll meet again someday."

Wen Yuan was taken aback and said, "Miss Zi Yuan, then you..." Zi Yuan gently pushed him from behind and laughed, "I'm here anyway. Do you think I'll fly to the sky? Go on!"

Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong had also heard about Zi Yuan's past. As fellow women, they shared a common hatred and felt pity for her. Hua Xuan said softly, "Sister Zi Yuan, you're amazing. You... you have to keep up the good work." Zi Yuan smiled and said, "Thank you."

Wen Yuan picked up his Wenwu Seven-Stringed Qin and said softly, "Miss Zi Yuan, I'll come see you again tomorrow." Zi Yuan showed a faint joy and said, "You have other things to do. Go on!" Wen Yuan nodded and left the Jieyuan Pavilion with Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong.

The three returned to the front of the Shuiyan Tower, but could not find anyone from the Jingwei Prince's Mansion. They asked Granny Zhu and learned that Zhao Pingbo and the others had already left and would return to find Ziyuan the next day. After a brief discussion, Wenyuan said, "In that case, let's come again tomorrow." Little Murong laughed, "Wouldn't it be better to find out where he lives today and then go after him directly? You're coming tomorrow, you must have another purpose." Wenyuan couldn't deny it and laughed, "Let's say so." As darkness fell, the three returned to the inn.

Along the way, Hua Xuan remained listless and didn't say much, while Little Murong intentionally or unintentionally teased Wenyuan, making him both laugh and cry. Thinking of Ziyuan, each of the three felt a different kind of sorrow.

That night, Wenyuan slept on the floor again, having grown accustomed to it. In his dream, he seemed to hear a tinkling sound and saw Ziyuan in a distant, magnificent hall playing the pipa, her hands moving casually with lowered eyes. However, the scene was hazy and indistinct.

Wen Yuan slept fitfully, and when he awoke, it was the middle of the night, a gentle breeze blowing in through the window. He closed his eyes to try and fall back asleep, but his dreams kept fading, and he thought, "If I keep dreaming like this, I won't get any sleep tonight."

Just as he was about to sit cross-legged to clear his mind, he heard a very faint rustling sound, as if something had left through the window.

Wen Yuan sat up and saw Hua Xuan sleeping soundly in bed, but Xiao Murong was nowhere to be seen. Suspicious, Wen Yuan grabbed his longsword, opened the window, and saw Xiao Murong's figure leaping over the wall in the distance.

Wen Yuan wondered, "Where has Miss Murong gone at this hour?" Filled with doubt, he quickly gave chase.

Xiao Murong's movements were swift, but she didn't seem to be using her full strength. Wen Yuan quickened his pace, secretly following her. Xiao Murong's figure

flickered, and soon she arrived at a grove of trees, suddenly slowing her pace, as if hesitating about something.

Wen Yuan also slowed his pace, secretly observing Xiao Murong's movements. Little Murong slowed down for a moment, then quickened her pace, with Wen Yuan close behind. Little Murong zigzagged left and right, arriving at the Water Swallow Tower.

With a leap, she vaulted over the wall, and Wen Yuan followed, thinking, "Is Miss Murong here to see Miss Ziyuan? What brings her here?" He saw Little Murong's figure flash and dart into a room.

Wen Yuan peered through the window; someone seemed to be sleeping on the bed. Little Murong, short sword in hand, quietly approached the bedside. Wen Yuan was startled, thinking, "Is Miss Murong going to kill this person? I don't know if this person is good or bad, but since I've seen them, I must find out first. I can't let Miss Murong act like this." Thinking this, he gripped his sword hilt, intending to stop Little Murong as soon as she drew her sword.

Little Murong's left hand suddenly shot out, pulling the person off the bed, her short sword pressed against the person's throat, and she shouted in a deep voice, "Don't make a sound!" Wen Yuan saw that the person was a short, fat old woman—it was Granny Zhu. Granny Zhu was fast asleep when she was suddenly awakened. Just as she was about to scream, a sharp blade was pressed against her. Terrified, her teeth chattered.

Little Murong spoke menacingly in a low voice, "I'm asking you, how much silver does it cost to redeem a girl here?"

Granny Zhu dared not move, her voice trembling as she answered, "Wh-what? Which...which girl?" Little Murong said, "That Ziyuan who's having her birthday today, how much silver do you want to release her?" Granny Zhu was about to shake her head, but fearing that any movement would bring her neck closer to the sword, she only managed to say, "Ziyuan...Ziyuan, she...she..."

Little Murong hissed, "Speak quickly! Ten thousand taels? One hundred thousand taels? Name your price, and the girl will give you the full amount. Don't hesitate and anger her, or I'll chop off your head!" With that, the short sword flashed against Granny Zhu's face.

Wen Yuan was overjoyed to see that Xiao Murong actually intended to rescue Zi Yuan. He thought to himself, "Miss Murong is so righteous, it's truly rare and precious. I just wonder if Granny Zhu will release Miss Zi Yuan? According to what Miss Zi Yuan said, Granny Zhu would never release her."

Sure enough, Granny Zhu said with a worried look, "Miss...Miss, this won't do, Zi Yuan, she..." Xiao Murong said angrily, "Just tell me, will you? Tell me!" Granny Zhu was forced to sigh and say, "Zi Yuan...she's already been bought by someone else, and she'll be leaving in a few days!"

Upon hearing this, both Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong's expressions changed drastically. Little Murong shouted, "Nonsense! Miss Ziyuan won't go with anyone. If you dare to lie to me, I'll chop off your arm first!" Granny Zhu was terrified and hurriedly said, "No, no... no, it's true!" Little Murong angrily said, "Really? Tell me, who is it?" Granny Zhu said, "It's... it's the heir of Prince Zhao, the Prince of Jingwei."

Wen Yuan felt a chill in his heart, recalling Zhao Pingbo's behavior, and thought to himself, "This man is of bad character, and he even wants to forcibly take Miss Ziyuan!" Little Murong was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "How much silver did he offer? I'll add three times that amount. We can't give Miss Ziyuan to him!" Granny Zhu hurriedly said, "No, no, no... if he... he... if we don't hand over Ziyuan, Prince Zhao will tear down our Shuiyan Tower, and we'll all be beheaded."

Wen Yuan was secretly furious, thinking, "This Zhao Pingbo is so arrogant! Granny Zhu doesn't dare to oppose the Prince's Mansion, but I can't let Miss Ziyuan fall into someone else's hands again. I must think of a way."

Hearing Xiao Murong's repeated questioning, Granny Zhu, whose life was in her hands, dared not hide anything and revealed Zhao Pingbo's scheme. Zhao Pingbo, a womanizer, had left the Jieyuan Pavilion, but how could he abandon such a beauty as Ziyuan?

He found Granny Zhu and told her to prepare within three days to send someone to fetch Ziyuan, and to bestow upon her a large sum of gold and silver; otherwise, everyone at Shuiyan Tower would be executed, and Ziyuan would naturally still be taken away. Although Granny Zhu was unwilling, how could she dare to resist? If she told Ziyuan, Ziyuan would certainly refuse, so she didn't tell anyone else, waiting only for Zhao Pingbo to send someone to fetch her, and then forcibly pushing Ziyuan away.

Little Murong asked for clarification and said, "You mustn't tell anyone about what happened today. If anyone finds out I'm here, you'd better buy a coffin and wait!" Granny Zhu hurriedly replied, "I wouldn't dare, I absolutely won't tell!" Little Murong snorted, struck Granny Zhu's pressure point, threw her back onto the bed, and escaped through the window. Wen Yuan hid swiftly and wasn't noticed. As soon as Little Murong passed, he followed, secretly thinking, "Only three days left. How can I save Miss Ziyuan? Robbing her is inappropriate, and redeeming her is no longer an option. I can only start with Zhao Pingbo. I absolutely cannot let him harm Miss Ziyuan."

Under the cover of night, Little Murong headed straight out of the town, not returning to the inn. Wen Yuan didn't know what else she wanted to do, so he followed her. This time, Little Murong arrived at a dilapidated temple. Wen Yuan clearly saw that it was the same dilapidated temple he had come to after rescuing Little Murong that day.

Little Murong pulled out a small metal tube, seemingly pressed something, and the tube flew straight into the sky,

exploding with a "bang," turning into a small ball of green light, like a green star in the night sky, before disappearing. Wen Yuan thought to himself, "This must be Miss Murong's signal to contact someone, but I wonder who it is." Then he thought, "It's most likely her elder brother, Da Murong." Little Murong stood there, as if waiting for someone, the evening breeze ruffling her clothes, the leaves rustling.

After a long time, no one came, and a look of disappointment appeared on Little Murong's face. She sighed and walked into the temple.

Wen Yuan secretly peeked into the temple and saw Little Murong sitting by the wall, her arms wrapped around her knees, her head slightly lowered, her expression unreadable.

Little Murong sat for a moment, then stood up, leaned against the wall, her long hair swaying, her hands clasped together, and looked up at the temple ceiling. Only the sound of the wind rustling the treetops could be heard, and there was no other sound. Wen Yuan watched Xiao Murong from afar, and was startled to see a hint of loneliness on her face.

Suddenly, he heard Xiao Murong whisper, "Don't worry, I will never let Zi Yuan fall into that bastard's hands."

Wen Yuan was startled, thinking to himself, "She still found out." Just as he was about to step forward, he felt something was amiss, and heard Xiao Murong sigh again, saying softly, "Why should I help you? I... I'm such a fool." Seeing that she seemed to be talking to herself, Wen Yuan withdrew his right foot, which was halfway out.

Then he heard Xiao Murong whisper, "There's a junior sister here, and another girl there... Who do you want? If there's anyone else, I really won't care about you anymore." Wen Yuan's heart pounded. He thought, "Is Miss Murong talking about me?"

Xiao Murong was silent for a long time, then sighed softly and murmured, "You don't care about me at all, do you? Me... I'm this little devil, this enchantress..." Suddenly, a gentle smile appeared on her lips, and she said softly, "But you still saved me. You... you care about me at least a little, don't you? Even if you're not as much as they are... just a little bit..."

Wen Yuan was more and more surprised as he listened, but then he heard Xiao Murong sigh again and say softly, "You have such a lovely junior sister, and you get along so well with Miss Ziyuan, I... I didn't expect anything anyway."

For a moment, Wen Yuan felt like he couldn't breathe and didn't know what to do. Although Xiao Murong's words of admiration weren't directed at him, they were no different, and he felt a truly indescribable feeling in his heart. Little Murong smiled forlornly and whispered, "Once Ziyuan is alright, I must leave. You... with two good girls by your side, you should be content, right? Then I won't be there to tease you all day long, you'll be doing very well, won't you? But... I'll remember you... Wenyuan, Wenyuan, Wenyuan..."

Little Murong murmured softly, suddenly noticing a figure at the temple gate. She thought, "It's my elder brother." Looking up, she saw Wenyuan, gazing at her with extremely gentle eyes. Little Murong exclaimed in surprise, her eyes wide and unblinking, her whole body stiffening, her face burning with embarrassment, her heart practically leaping out of her chest. Wenyuan's mind was also in turmoil. Hearing that Little Murong was leaving, he unconsciously stepped forward, only one thought swirling in his mind: "I can't do that!"

Inside and outside the temple gate, the two faced each other, neither able to utter a word, only gazing at each other.

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