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Gu Jiao turned around and asked in surprise, "What do you mean what happened?"

“Nangong Lin." Mu Qingchen said straightforwardly.

Gu Jiao responded with an "oh" and didn't bother to hide anything, "He got hit in the waist, and half of his body was paralyzed, so he fell off his horse."

Mu Qingchen frowned and looked deeply at Gu Jiao, saying, "Was it aimed at you?"

At that time, Gu Jiao was relatively close to the crowd, with Nangong Lin on the other side of Gu Jiao. Nangong Lin had questioned Gu Jiao on the spot about why she bent over to grab the ball.

It was too chaotic then, and no one noticed the oddity of that question.

Now thinking about it, what direct relationship was there between Gu Jiao bending over to grab the ball and Nangong Lin falling off his horse? He couldn't have been so scared by Gu Jiao grabbing the ball that he fell off his horse, right?

But if the other party's original intention was to make Gu Jiao fall off her horse, then everything made sense.

"What about you?" Gu Jiao asked.

"Hmm?" Mu Qingchen was momentarily confused.

"Polo." Gu Jiao clarified.

Mu Qingchen understood and said, "It's not as Su Hao said."

He didn't swear off playing polo because he lost to someone. Su Hao did see him lose to someone, but Mu Qingchen accepted his loss willingly, and he didn't mind losing to that person whatsoever.

Seeing that he had no intention of elaborating further, Gu Jiao didn't press him.

She led the horse back to the stable, handed it over to the stablehand, and turned to walk outside.

Mu Qingchen walked out with her. Just as they were about to part ways, Mu Qingchen suddenly spoke again, "When I was a child, I once stayed at a manor for a while."

It was after his mother discovered Su Hao's existence that she left the Su Family in a fit of anger, taking him with her.

Su Hao was actually an illegitimate child, and Mu Qingchen’s mother had never known that his father had a mistress outside.

By the time she found out, Su Hao was already walking, a situation beyond what even abortion drugs could remedy.

Su Hao was one day older than him.

Mu Qingchen’s mother had a difficult labor, taking three days to give birth to him. During the first two days, when her life was hanging by a thread, his father was with another woman, helping her give birth.

To avoid seeing his father, his mother kept moving from place to place.

He went to Yunxue Manor when he was nine years old.

"The first time I saw her, she was six." Mu Qingchen recalled.

"That childhood playmate?" Gu Jiao thought of the ugly rag doll that had fallen out of Mu Qingchen's bundle. She hadn't seen it clearly, but she could tell it was quite ugly.

Mu Qingchen nodded, "I lived at the manor for two years. She lived in the neighboring manor. She loved polo and always rode her little chestnut pony down the mountain to find people to play with."

"After she left, I never played polo again."

This was the second time Gu Jiao heard him use "left" to describe that childhood friend.

"Is she no longer alive?" Gu Jiao asked.

Mu Qingchen paused, a look of sadness flashing in his eyes. "Yes, she passed away when she was eight. Before she left, she told me to take good care of her father and said that one day she would come back."

At this point, Mu Qingchen gave a bitter smile, "I really believed her back then. I was so naive."

"I later understood that the dead cannot come back to life, but even after nine years, I still can't help but wait, hoping that one day she will appear before me alive."

The weather changed rapidly. Before Gu Jiao could leave the academy, a heavy rain began to pour.

Mu Qingchen stayed with her in the gatehouse to wait out the rain. Neither of them spoke further.

Gu Jiao was usually quiet, and Mu Qingchen didn't talk much either. However, for some reason, Mu Qingchen found himself willing to speak in front of Gu Jiao.

But perhaps recalling the sad memories had affected him. After talking about his childhood friend, he didn't say another word until Gu Jiao left.

By the time Gu Jiao returned home, night had completely fallen. The aroma of delicious food wafted from the kitchen.

Lady Nan had made scallion pancakes, and the courtyard was filled with their crispy fragrance.

Gu Xiaoshun had already vividly recounted the exciting moments of the polo match to Lady Nan, Master Lu, and Old Master Meng. It was different from watching the usual training; the atmosphere on the field was indescribable.

"In short, it was amazing! My sister was especially amazing!"

The family was in high spirits. Lady Nan had prepared a large table of delicious dishes, but no one had started eating yet——they were all waiting for Gu Jiao to come back.

As soon as Gu Jiao entered the house, she saw her family sitting in the main room waiting for her. She glanced at everyone, then at the food on the table. Instead of saying that they didn't need to wait for her in the future, she said, "Next time, I'll come back earlier."

Lady Nan smiled, "It's alright. It rained heavily just now. You didn't get wet, did you?"

Gu Jiao shook her head, "No, I waited out the rain at the academy."

Lady Nan said warmly, "Go wash your hands and eat."

"Water's here, water's here!" Gu Xiaoshun came running in with a basin of water.

Gu Jiao washed her hands and said, "I'll go check on Ah Yan first."

Lady Nan smiled, "Alright."

Gu Yan was exhausted from watching the match all day and had fallen asleep as soon as he got home. Gu Jiao touched his forehead and checked his pulse. Once she was sure there was no significant deterioration, she got up and went back out.

In the main room, Lady Nan said to Gu Jiao, "I've pickled some radishes. Next time you go into the inner city, take them to Liulang and Jing Kong. I used vegetable oil, so Jing Kong can eat them too."

Gu Jiao replied, "Thank you, Lady Nan."

After dinner, Gu Jiao washed up and then went to her room to rest.

It had been a long day. Not only was Gu Yan exhausted, but she was also quite tired. Before long, she fell into a deep sleep.

That night, she dreamed again.

However, this time, it was neither a grand mansion nor a bustling street but the back of a mountain range.

She saw the young Lord Duke again.

Even though it was just a back view, she recognized him instantly.

He wasn't alone; he was holding the hand of a little girl dressed in plain clothes.

The little girl was leading a chestnut pony.

In front of them were a dozen or so graves, each with a blank tombstone.

The sky was gray, and a cold wind howled around them.

The young Lord Duke spoke, "Yinyin, come and bow to your grandfather and uncles. When you were born, they all held you, and it was your eldest uncle who gave you your name. They all loved you very much."

"Why are there no names on the tombstones?" The little girl asked, pointing to the nameless graves.

The young Lord Duke replied, "Because their names cannot be written."

The little girl asked, "Why? Did their names get lost?"

The young Lord Duke said sadly, "Yes, their names were lost. Yinyin, when you grow up, will you find their names and put them back on the tombstones?"

The little girl agreed, "Yes! When I find them, I'll carve their names on the tombstones!"

The young Lord Duke looked into the distance, "Yes, carve them on the tombstones. One day, the world must know that those buried here are the Xuanyuan men who protected the land of Great Yan."

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In the suspenseful supernatural novel “Records of Mortals,” Jiang Baiyan, once a solitary and impoverished youth, finds refuge in the Shi family of Chang’an due to his extraordinary bloodline. With his clear and captivating peach blossom eyes, this seemingly innocent young man conceals a fanatical and malevolent lunatic within. Destined to succumb to darkness amidst hardship and degradation, he becomes a harbinger of chaos.

When Shi Dai suddenly transmigrates, she takes on the role of the Shi family’s young lady, the one who subjects him to countless trials, eventually leading to her demise.

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From what she knew of the plot, Jiang Baiyan was just a silent, timid, and often bullied pitiable character.

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Jiang Baiyan had never encountered someone like Shi Dai.

After he had slaughtered all the evil creatures in the garden, the blood-stained young man, exuding a murderous aura, approached her step by step, his lips curling into a malicious smile, "Scared?"

Shi Dai responded, “You’re really amazing! I applaud you until I spin like a spiral and fly around the moon three hundred times! And also——you have dimples when you smile!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

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After seeing her at a lantern festival with another man, Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes, his fingers twirling her hair. He said in a mocking and sinister tone, "The mansion in the western suburbs...if I hide you there, no one will find you, right?"

Shi Dai replied, "Does it come with meals and lodging? Can I sleep in everyday? Oh, and your cooking is the best!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

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Jiang Baiyan was supposed to dislike her, even hate her, but as their separation drew near, his eyes turned red and he grabbed her sleeve, pleading, "Don't abandon me, alri—”

Shi Dai responded, "Alright, alright, I’ll only have you. Mwah."

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

He hasn't finished his lines yet though…