Chapter 10: 10.第10章 、满绿翡翠

Mansui hurriedly knelt down. She knew that the Young Mistress had always disliked anyone entering her private chambers, let alone for such a task. Mansui lowered her head in fear, not daring to utter a single word.

Naturally, Kule and Pianfu did not know where this medicine box had come from. Seeing the Young Mistress's serious expression, they observed the wood of the medicine box; it was Dalbergia odorifera, precious red sandalwood.

This type of wood was only found in the South. The South, medicinal herbs, a box—could it be medicine from Dongxia Valley?

Ji Kece still remembered that the Valley Master of Dongxia Valley seemed to have some connection with the Leader of the Tiandi Guild. Could this medicine box have been secretly sent by Yin Xi?!

Seeing that the Young Mistress's expression had softened considerably, Mansui finally raised her eyes to look at her, then lowered her gaze and spoke slowly, "It is Your Highness."

Ji Kece guessed that only this person would secretly send a medicine box to her. No one would know about the matter of her father severely punishing her, not even her siblings.

Looking up at the night sky, it was already late. Her body could not afford such exhaustion; she touched her forehead and waved a hand. "Mansui, take Kule and Pianfu to help fetch some water. I wish to bathe."

After bathing, she walked a circuit around the courtyard of her chambers while draped in a cloak. Mansui had approached her side at some unknown point; Ji Kece saw that she was holding the gift Yin Xi had given her a few days ago.

Ji Kece opened the box. By the faint moonlight, she saw a musical instrument lying inside that was all too familiar to her: a deep green emerald jade flute. Ji Kece looked at Mansui in utter astonishment, her hands almost afraid to touch the jade flute.

This jade flute was one of the Ouyang family's collection treasures.

How could Yin Xi possess such an instrument? Ji Kece knew her best friend's specialties were the flute and the harmonica; could it be that Yin Xi wanted to give it to her?!

Ji Kece remembered in her past life, when her best friend came to her house to play, they had accidentally entered her family's collection vault and unexpectedly discovered this instrument, the deep green emerald jade flute.

After hesitating for a long time, she picked up the jade flute and began to play.

The sound of the flute was desolate and melodious, much like a dance—soft, gentle, and charming, winding and leisurely; or like a warrior's dance, strong yet not lacking in tenderness; or like a resentful woman in her boudoir, sobbing and wailing, looking at the moon reflecting over the ravine, longing for her husband's distant return...

As the flute music stopped, the leaves in the garden made a rustling sound. The ears of Ji Kece and Mansui twitched slightly as they sensed someone behind them. Ji Kece placed the jade flute back into the box.

Under the heavens, no one would dare to force their way into the estates of kings, nobles, or generals. It seemed the visitor was a master.

"Come out." As soon as Ji Kece spoke, a figure from the bushes slowly walked toward her.

The unique ink-black brocade, which could only be crafted by the exquisite imperial embroidery of Jiangnan, and the clothing adorned with auspicious cloud totems—Ji Kece had already guessed who had arrived.

Coming without a shadow, leaving without a trace. The Leader of the Tiandi Guild, Chu Heng, Young Master Chu. He appeared before Ji Kece, wearing these casual clothes without any hesitation.

Looking up at the bright moonlight, the sky was cloudless and filled with scattered stars. Amidst the mottled shadows of the trees in the deep courtyard, a gentle breeze blew. By the lotus pond and the stone steps, three figures stood.

Mansui supported Ji Kece, preparing to walk back, having no intention of facing the man directly. Ji Kece's voice rang out, "Your Highness, please go back. What Kece promised you, Kece will do."

"What did Kece promise Imperial Brother?" The voice rang out, causing Ji Kece's eyes to fill with terror, followed by a furrowed brow. Deep in her heart, a long-lost feeling of sibling affection surged forth.