The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 1983: Chapter 1983: The Number One Beauty of the Martial World (Part 5)

Although Xiaolun hadn’t fought enough, it didn’t linger and quickly returned to Yang Ruxin’s wrist, lifting its head and sticking its tongue out in provocation at the little white fox.

Yang Ruxin could only helplessly pat its head.

And the white fox, apparently not satisfied, wanted to chase after the retreating opponent, but the white-haired woman issued a stopping command: ”Xiaozi.”

The little fox could only whimper twice, then slipped into the courtyard.

”This indeed was where the master stayed before, but he only stayed for a few days, and now he’s gone,” Gu Qingheng hurriedly invited them into the courtyard.

”After Changyangzi left, we haven’t had a chance to tidy up,” Yang Ruxin added, but the woman in white had already vanished.

Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng could only hurriedly follow inside.

But upon entering the main hall, they were both startled, as the white-haired woman was clutching a piece of paper, her face streaming with tears.

At this moment, they didn’t know whether to go in or retreat, speak or remain silent—everything felt wrong.

”My name is Nian Qianqian.” The white-haired woman suddenly raised her eyes.

Nian Qianqian? Yang Ruxin frowned; she had no recollection of this person.

”So it’s Senior Nian,” Gu Qingheng cupped his fists in salute once more, ”Could I invite you to sit in the hall? At this time, we probably haven’t had dinner yet; if you don’t mind...”

”I will stay in this courtyard tonight,” Nian Qianqian suddenly said.

Gu Qingheng glanced at Yang Ruxin.

”No problem.” Yang Ruxin hastily nodded, ”I will have someone tidy it up right away, after all...”

”No need.” Nian Qianqian shook her head, ”I’ll use what he used, and I don’t need anyone to serve me. Just give me a bucket of hot water and a bowl of plain rice.”

Yang Ruxin quickly had someone prepare hot water and also prepared clothes. As for dinner, she went to the kitchen herself and cooked a stir-fried dish, as rice was served that night.

When she brought over the fried rice, Nian Qianqian had already washed up, but hadn’t changed clothes—it was still the same outfit, seemingly washed and then dried, using Inner Strength to dry it, as there were still some damp spots on the skirt.

Nian Qianqian ate quickly but gracefully, and didn’t eat much; she stopped after eating only a third of the fried rice.

”Senior...”

”You can go back.” Nian Qianqian waved her hand to interrupt Yang Ruxin, who was about to speak, ”I want to rest.”

”Alright.” Gu Qingheng nodded slightly, then led Yang Ruxin out of the courtyard.

”Do you know this Senior Nian?” Yang Ruxin eagerly asked, ”She and your master...”

”Over thirty years ago, Nian Qianqian was the number one beauty in Jianghu,” Gu Qingheng laughed, knowing his wife was curious, so he didn’t beat around the bush, ”It was said that back then, she was truly the match sought by all men in the Wulin...”

”Over thirty years ago?” Yang Ruxin’s eyes widened, ”Then Senior must be at least over fifty now, but she really doesn’t look it; the title of number one beauty is truly well-deserved... Tell me, what’s the story between her and your master?”

Gu Qingheng couldn’t help but reveal a slightly troubled smile: ”I’ve only heard my master mention this person, but I really don’t know the specifics of their grievances.”

”That’s a real pity, but I feel that Senior Nian seems to have deep feelings for your master...”