Chapter 5 Memory
Late at night, Yan Jiyue lay on the bed fully clothed, staring at the handwriting on the divorce papers with a moment of absent-mindedness. Everything had happened so fast that he hadn't had time to process this wild joy.
Without realizing it, he fell asleep, and soft whispers infiltrated his dreams along with the sound of the wind.
In the dream, the light was a jumble of dreams and illusions. Yan Jiyue seemed to see another ending for him and Su Mu.
At that time, they hadn't divorced yet. Su Mu often came to Handan Court to show goodwill to him. Knowing that he couldn't leave the Yan mansion, she would bring him some new trinkets from outside every few days to relieve his boredom.
But at that time, Yan Jiyue disliked Su Mu and indulged Xiao Ping in mocking her with words. Su Mu's eyes were disappointed and dim, but the next second, she forced herself to reveal a smile, her eyes as bright and moist as stars.
Although she came from a servant background, her back was always straight as a ramrod. This was the only thing Yan Jiyue liked about Su Mu.
But in front of Xiao Ping, she lowered her head for the first time.
Su Mu's forbearance was actually all seen by Yan Jiyue inside the room, but he harbored resentment in his heart. Watching her being defamed without dignity by Xiao Ping, he hesitated, then did nothing.
But he didn't know that this was the last time Su Mu would bend her back to please him.
A year after their marriage, Su Mu started doing business, spending more time busy outside and less idle time in the Yan mansion.
No one would take the trouble to bring him cheap little trinkets to relieve his boredom anymore. Half a year later, when Yan Jiyue had worn out the last paper kite Su Mu had given him, he thought of Su Mu who used to often bring him new things, and felt a bit nostalgic.
By this time, Su Mu had achieved some success in her business, and it was heard that her reputation outside had improved considerably. The servants in the Yan mansion changed their attitudes greatly, even his personal attendant Xiao Ping's attitude became more ambiguous, dressing more seductively in private, as if waiting for someone's appearance.
But Su Mu never came to Handan Court again, always staying in her Luofeng Court without going out. Even when going to pay respects to her father, she would rather take a detour around Handan Court.
Gradually, rumors spread in the mansion that Su Mu had picked up a foreign servant from outside named Xie Yi, whom she favored greatly.
When the rumors reached Yan Jiyue's ears, a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart, indescribable and inexplicable.
He went to the lotus pond in the garden to enjoy the flowers and clear his mind. From afar, he saw Xie Yi, who was rumored to be greatly favored by Su Mu.
He was holding a cluster of lotus flowers, running happily towards Su Mu, his green eyes more lustrous than lotus leaves.
Su Mu took the lotus flowers, with gentle laughter in her eyes.
The next second, Su Mu saw Yan Jiyue, her smile instantly froze, and she gave him a distant and indifferent bow.
Remembering her former attitude towards him, Yan Jiyue clenched his hand. After not seeing each other for half a year, she had become so cold.
"Xie Yi, greet the brother," Xie Yi beside her imitated Su Mu's manner and bowed to him.
Yan Jiyue's eyes were cold as he blurted out, "Where did this lowly thing come from? Who's your brother?" Xie Yi's green eyes were flustered, looking towards Su Mu like a child who had made a mistake.
Su Mu stood in front of Xie Yi, her eyes looking at Yan Jiyue devoid of any emotion: "It's my fault for not teaching Xie Yi well. He doesn't speak Central Plains language well and has offended the young master. Please forgive him." Yan Jiyue suddenly felt stifled and uncomfortable in his heart. He threw down a sentence, "Keep your dog in check," and stormed off angrily.
"Young master. Young master." Suddenly, Xiao Ping's familiar voice came from the edge of the sky. The vivid scenery around began to change. Yan Jiyue opened his eyes and saw Xiao Ping's worried gaze.
"What are you calling me for?" Yan Jiyue was still immersed in the dream, his attitude not good.
Xiao Ping hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Did the young master have a nightmare?" "What do you mean?"
Xiao Ping bit his lip, with a resolute attitude, said, "You called the young mistress's name all night." He had been guarding outside the room all night, awakened by Yan Jiyue's murmurs of Su Mu's name in his dream.
"Nonsense," Yan Jiyue said angrily, "How could I call her name in my dream?" Xiao Ping hurriedly knelt down, "I guess so too. The young master dislikes Su Mu so much, how could you dream of her? The only possibility is that you had a nightmare, and Su Mu was the one who gave you the nightmare." Yan Jiyue was silent for a moment, "You may rise."