But unfortunately, the car broke down halfway, so she had to walk on her own and sent the driver back to the city to get it repaired. For someone else, walking in the autumn would be a good thing, but for her, it was undoubtedly painful. Murong’s warmth for her was fading little by little, and she could only struggle forward, slowly becoming cold again. One day when she saw her reflection in the river, she realised that her hair had changed colour and had turned grey. It seemed that death was really approaching her.
One day, she finally collapsed on the road, her whole body lying on the road surface, and the backpack on her body pressing down hard on her. Gathering her strength, she rolled over and let the backpack fall to the ground. After catching her breath, she opened the backpack and threw away all the things she didn’t need! Then she saw something, the box in which she had put the unicorn scales. Next to the box was the piece of black ice she had collected. The ice had already melted a little, and it must be the unicorn scales that were melting it! So she gripped the box, and sure enough, it was very hot! If it had not been with the black ice at the beginning, I am afraid that the backpack would have been burnt to pieces long ago, but because the black ice consumed some of its heat, it could be preserved. Tang Ziyu’s eyes immediately sparkled. She placed the box in her arms, and soon the feeling of heat spread throughout her body. It turned out that she had been carrying the antidote all along without knowing it!
So she simply found a place in the same spot to rest, so that the heat could be transmitted to every part of her body. After a while, her heart could beat easily again, and her strength had returned quite a bit. It seemed that she could at least live to see Situ. She let out a long breath, took out the jade man Situ had given her, and looked at it for a long time.
Qilin Town was indeed much more prosperous than before, with many more merchants coming and going. For safety’s sake, Tang Ziyu still dressed up as a man and checked into the inn. Upon asking downstairs, she learned that the man staying here was actually the Eighth Prince. Many people came to see the Eighth Prince, hoping to make friends with him. However, the Eighth Prince would not see anyone, and the area around the former Situ residence was now off-limits to the common people, so no one knew what was going on inside. However, the current courtesan of the Peony Pavilion, Qiao Yun, would go to the Prince to sing songs almost every few days.
Hearing this news, Tang Ziyu really didn’t know whether to feel bitter or sweet. Should she be happy that he was maintaining his lifestyle, or jealous of that woman? But perhaps she could persuade Miss Qiaoyun to do her a favour! So she dressed up in women’s clothes and took a lot of silver to meet the courtesan. To be honest, Qiaoyun wasn’t as pretty as Jinyun, but she was said to have a moving singing voice. Seeing that this woman was plain and had no figure, Qiaoyun guessed that she wasn’t there to seduce the Eighth Prince. Since she had paid so much just to see the Eighth Prince, why not grant her wish?
So Tang Ziyu disguised herself as a maid and followed her into the Situ residence. Tang Ziyu didn’t dare say a word for fear that someone would recognise her voice. Qiaoyun was placed in a side courtyard and told that the banquet would not begin until the arrival of Mr Qin. Tang Ziyu slipped out of the house on the pretext of going to the toilet. Since she knew the way around, she soon reached her room. Nothing had changed here, and it was as clean and tidy as when she had lived here. She suddenly noticed a few white hairs on the pillow, which she assumed belonged to Situ Ping. So she carefully collected them and put them in her sleeve. Then she took out the jade figure and placed it on the pillow. He should be able to see it.
When she turned around, she was almost scared to death, because Situ Ping was calmly sitting on the stool watching her do all this! Tang Ziyu took a few breaths to calm down. It really is scary when people scare people to death. If it were normal, she would have punched him, but now she could only stand there quietly. She pitied him as she saw that his hair had indeed turned as white as snow. Although his face did not show much aging, the whole person gave off the feeling of being much older.