I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Fu Wanqing walked over and leaned on the railing to watch the fish, then turned back and waved to Gu Yan.

"Come and look, there's a really big one here, golden, it's so beautiful."

Gu Yan walked over and stood next to her, looking down at the fish in the water.

That golden fish was indeed huge, several times larger than the other fish, and it swam slowly in the water.

The fish scales shimmered with a golden light in the sunlight, like a piece of gold floating in the water.

The middle-aged woman put down her embroidery, stood up, and bowed her head slightly.

"Hello, Miss." Her voice was soft, and her tone was indifferent.

Fu Wanqing turned her head to look at her, smiled, and smiled beautifully.

"Hello, what are you embroidering? Can I take a look?"

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment before handing over the embroidery cloth, her fingers a little stiff.

Fu Wanqing took it and looked at it; it was embroidered with a peony.

The petals are layered, and the color transitions naturally from deep red to light red.

The stitches are fine and neat, showing that a lot of effort was put into it.

"It's so beautiful! Your craftsmanship is amazing. I wish I could embroider like that."

She returned the embroidery cloth, her tone so sincere it didn't seem like mere politeness.

The middle-aged woman took the embroidery cloth, her expression somewhat unnatural.

"You flatter me, Miss. It's just some casual embroidery." Her voice was a little tense.

Fu Wanqing didn't say anything more, turned around and continued to look at the fish, muttering to herself.

"That golden one is huge, it's even bigger than yesterday. Has someone been feeding it again?"

Gu Yan stood to the side, looking at Fu Wanqing's profile.

Her long pink hair fell over her shoulders, the ends curled slightly, swaying gently in the wind.

Its amber eyes stared at the fish in the water, sparkling like two stars floating in the water.

His lips were curved in a smile, a natural and relaxed one, as if he were truly enjoying the moment.

Her smile showed no trace of acting; it wasn't faked or forced.

It's pure, simple joy, like a child seeing something they like.

The strange feeling in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

Fu Yunshu said that something was wrong with this girl, that her smile was too bright, she talked too much, and she was too happy.

It's not normal for a child who was abandoned at a young age to be this happy.

To say that her smile is fake, that she's hiding something, that she's pretending to be something.

But Gu Yan watched, followed, and observed the whole way.

He saw no trace of disguise, and nothing seemed amiss.

That's just how this girl is; she smiles at everyone and greets everyone.

The old gardener said the flower was called a begonia, and she said it sounded nice and thanked him for his hard work.

The middle-aged woman embroidered a peony, and she said it was beautiful and that the craftsmanship was excellent.

Gu Yan had also secretly observed this using her Emotional Eyes.

She spoke to the servants in the same tone as she spoke to the Prime Minister.

There was no discrimination, no condescension, and no airs of a young lady.

Every word she said was sincere; it wasn't just polite talk or perfunctory.

She wasn't trying to please anyone; she was just being herself.

A sunny and cheerful person, a person with no dark corners in their heart.

A person who can still smile so cleanly after being abandoned for twenty years.

If this is what illness is, then there are far too many sick people in the world.

Gu Yan took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

He even began to believe that Fu Yunshu's suggestion to let him see what was wrong with Fu Wanqing was true.

Maybe the old man is just overthinking things, and the girl isn't sick at all.

The old man had lived most of his life and had seen far too much of the wickedness in people's hearts.

She couldn't believe that anyone could be so clean, so transparent, so free of impurities.

So she said something was off about the girl, and that her smile was fake.

But Gu Yan looked at Fu Wanqing and watched her greet the servants.

Watching her squat down and talk to the old gardener.

Watching her praise the middle-aged woman's embroidery.

Watching her lean on the railing watching the fish.

He felt that he was the one who was sick.

He was a man with only two years left to live, his eyes had bled, and his body was extremely weak.

After killing a few Bone Eaters, he was completely exhausted and lay on the bed, unable to move.

All he could think about was how to escape and how to take his grandfather to South Africa.

How can I avoid those female leads and prevent them from getting entangled with me?

His smile was fake, and his politeness was all an act.

He's the one who's acting strangely; he's the one who needs to be looked at.

Fu Wanqing is much more normal than him, much healthier than him, and much more like a human being than him.

Gu Yan's lips twitched as she thought of this.

Forget it, I don't want to.

Fu Wanqing leaned on the railing and watched the fish for a while, then turned to look at him.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you spacing out? Do you have a headache again?"

Gu Yan snapped out of her daze, shook her head, and forced a smile.

"No, I was thinking about that little hill you mentioned earlier. If I climb up there, can I really see the whole of Jinghai?"

Fu Wanqing's eyes lit up, and she jumped up as if she had been set on fire.

"It's really, really beautiful. I went there yesterday and didn't want to come down."

"I'll take you there. Come on, let's go now, the weather's nice."

She turned and ran to the other side of the pond, her steps as fast as the wind.

Her long pink hair flowed behind her, and her skirt twirled around her feet.

Gu Yan followed behind, the Demon-Suppressing Blade at her waist swaying gently, the scabbard making a soft sound as it touched her leg.

The wind blows, carrying the moisture from the pond, the fragrance of flowers, and the smell of earth.

He looked up at the sky; it was very blue, the clouds were very white, and the sunlight was wonderful.

The sunlight felt warm on my skin, unlike the oppressive, suffocating darkness of the dark red sky.

He suddenly felt that staying at the Fu family's house for a few days wasn't so unacceptable after all.

And that chattering little sun is actually quite interesting.

I just wonder if my ears will get calluses from all her talking if I stay here too long.

But then I thought, how long can he stay?

He only has a little over two years left to live, and he might be gone any day now.

So what if my ears get calluses? It's better than not being able to hear anything at all.

...

After returning to her room from shopping that day, Gu Yan sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her sore legs.

He had been walking all day, and his injuries hadn't fully healed; his bones felt like they were about to fall apart.

But what he was thinking about wasn't the pain in his leg, but rather Fu Wanqing herself.

He observed her countless times throughout the day, looking at her from every angle.

Even while strolling in the garden, he secretly used his Emotional Eyes.

A faint, multicolored light flashed deep within his pupils.

He saw Fu Wanqing's inner castle, the building that represents a person's inner world.

That castle was perfectly normal, as normal as it could be.

It is not a gloomy bunker, not a cold cage, not a ruin covered with thorns.

Instead, it was a sunny garden villa with white walls, blue windows, and a sea of ​​flowers in front of the door.

Every brick of the castle is solid, every window lets in light, and every path is straight.

There were no cracks, no shadows, no messy stuff.

Gu Yan withdrew her superpower, and the last trace of doubt in her heart was dispelled.

This girl's heart is even purer than she appears, as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

He even felt that using his Emotional Eyes to look at her was a bit excessive.

Fu Wanqing walked beside him and glanced at him sideways.

"Your eyes changed color again just now, it was so beautiful, so colorful, like a rainbow."

Her tone was very sincere; it didn't sound like she was praising someone, but rather like she was stating a fact.

"Your eyes are already beautiful, and they can even change color. It's amazing. I've never seen anyone like that before."

Gu Yan's lips twitched; she didn't know how to respond.

"It's innate, nothing magical about it."