frightfiction Chapter 142 The Small Courtyard in the South of the City
Chapter 142 The Small Courtyard in the South of the City
Without saying a word, he took the gold and left like the wind.
Before long, Zhao San rushed back, beaming with excitement, and told Han Yi that everything in the courtyard had been arranged. He looked like a general who had won a battle, his chest puffed out, as if he had "I'm awesome, aren't I?" written all over his face.
Han Yi and Su Yao boarded the carriage, Zhao Sanli jumped onto the front of the carriage, whipped the horse, and the carriage sped off towards the south of the city.
Along the way, Zhao San acted like an enthusiastic tour guide, frequently turning to Han Yi to explain the scenery and interesting things along the way, his mouth never stopping.
Seeing his enthusiasm, Han Yi highly praised his competence. He felt that having Zhao San as a helper was truly worry-free, comfortable, and smooth sailing.
After a bumpy ride, the carriage came to a steady stop.
Han Yi got out of the car and took a look; the little courtyard in front of him was quite unique.
The walls are covered with green vines, which looks refreshing. Stepping into the courtyard, the layout is exquisite; although the space is small, it is full of warmth.
Several oxcarts were parked nearby, and a group of servants were quickly unloading furniture and carrying it into the yard. Their movements were incredibly skilled, clearly indicating they were well-trained. Seeing this, Han Yi held Zhao San's abilities and meticulousness in even higher regard.
Zhao San trotted over, his face beaming with smiles, and approached Han Yi: "Young master, what do you think of this little courtyard? I found all these servants; I guarantee they'll make sure you have a comfortable and pleasant stay."
Han Yi nodded slightly, a smile playing on his lips: "Well done, very reliable."
Upon hearing this, Zhao San grinned from ear to ear and hurriedly replied, "Of course! Young master, if you need anything, just give the order, and I will go through fire and water for you."
"I think you're quick-witted, why don't you become my housekeeper?" Han Yi casually suggested.
"Your Majesty, I, Zhao San, pay my respects." How could Zhao San let this opportunity pass? The gold ingots that Xun'er had given him were enough for him to live on for a lifetime. Wouldn't following Han Yi bring him many benefits?
He immediately knelt down and kowtowed, which was quite decisive.
Afterwards, Han Yi took a walk around the courtyard and was quite satisfied with the environment and facilities.
Zhao San was talking animatedly, spittle flying everywhere, as if he had built the courtyard himself.
After Zhao San showered him with praise, Han Yi grew to like the courtyard even more, feeling that living there would be very comfortable.
After all the furniture was moved in, Zhao San directed the servants to clean the courtyard until it was spotless.
Looking at the clean and beautiful courtyard, Han Yi was quite satisfied, thinking to himself that Zhao San was really worth hiring.
Han Yi's gaze lingered on the towering ancient tree in the center of the courtyard for a long time.
The thick trunk requires several people to encircle it, and the branches stretch out freely, like a giant parasol spreading out in all directions, covering a large area.
The leaves are dense and full of life under the sunlight, and they rustle in the breeze.
Under the shade of a tree, there is a long table and a bamboo recliner.
He slowly walked to the ancient tree, gently stroked the trunk, and then looked at the chair. He imagined himself lying on the chair on a leisurely afternoon, drinking tea and listening to music under the protection of the ancient tree, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
At this moment, Su Yao floated quietly to his side like a cloud and said softly, "It's rare to see you smile. It seems that this little courtyard suits your taste."
Han Yi tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the ancient trees, tables and chairs, and the tranquil courtyard once more, and he sighed softly.
"In my hometown, life is short, just a few decades, like a fleeting moment."
People spend most of their lives chasing fame and fortune, so busy they're dizzy, that they often forget their true inner desires.
"This little courtyard is like a paradise in the noisy world, a place where my weary heart can find rest."
Here, time flows leisurely, and every fallen leaf and every gentle breeze is poetic.
How could I not be happy to have found such a peaceful place?
As soon as he finished speaking, the ancient tree seemed to understand his thoughts, its leaves rustling in response.
Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground and adding a touch of dreaminess to the courtyard.
Su Yao stood quietly to the side, listening to Han Yi's story. A ripple of emotion stirred within her as she was captivated by the atmosphere of the courtyard, immersing herself in a moment of tranquility and beauty.
A mix of emotions welled up inside him as memories of the past flooded back. He couldn't help but hum that song that belonged only to Earth: Time has passed and will never return… The past can only be reminisced… The spring breeze has once again reddened the flower buds… Just as time cannot be turned back… I can only find solace in my dreams…
She didn't speak, but quietly listened with her eyes closed to a very moving melody.
He was different today; he lacked the ruthlessness of his earlier days, but instead appeared melancholic…
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Three days have passed since we moved into the courtyard. The setting sun shines through the gaps in the clouds, casting golden light and shadow.
He lay comfortably on the recliner, his eyes slightly closed, his face serene, his breathing even and steady, as if he had become one with the courtyard.
Su Yao stood quietly beside him, her light dress fluttering in the wind, making her appear even more ethereal.
Her gaze remained aloof, but occasionally, when she glanced at the young master lying there, a fleeting, almost imperceptible tenderness would flash in her eyes. Having walked this path together, the number one genius of the Tianyan Sect had grown accustomed to being by his side…
It feels very comfortable and reassuring.
Not far away, Tuoba Xun'er, Lu Xuefeng, and Shisanxiao were cultivating. A group of people were leaping around in the open space, full of vitality.
Inside the house, Zhao San directed the servants to work. The servants were busy and orderly, their faces beaming with simple smiles.
Freshly picked flowers sat in a corner of the yard, emitting a delicate fragrance. The aroma of food wafting from the kitchen grew stronger and stronger—the taste of home, warming the heart.
The fragrance filled the courtyard, creating a harmonious atmosphere where time seemed to slow down. Everyone enjoyed this rare tranquility, briefly forgetting the hustle and bustle of the outside world and immersing themselves in this moment of happiness.
The peaceful scene was shattered by a sudden banging on the door. With a loud crash, the wooden door shattered, and the courtyard gate was violently kicked open.
The peaceful and serene atmosphere was instantly shattered, as if a beautiful painting had been violently torn apart.
A man stood arrogantly at the door, followed by a lean middle-aged man at the peak of the Core Formation stage and more than a dozen experts at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.
The man at the head of the group, dressed smartly, strode into the courtyard, followed closely by the crowd who filed in and crowded in front of the gate.
Han Yi slowly sat up from the recliner, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. Su Yao remained standing quietly, her gaze even colder, her aura subtly shifting.
The people who were cultivating looked at the intruder with disgust.
Zhao San's face was gloomy. He strode to Han Yi's side, glared at the newcomer, and said angrily, "Young Master Liu, what do you mean by breaking down my gate so rudely?"
The young master surnamed Liu snorted disdainfully and shouted, "Hmph, I'm here today to teach you ignorant fools a lesson! How dare you bully Sisi!"
As he spoke, his gaze swept over the crowd with provocation. When he saw Su Yao, he seemed to freeze, unable to look away.
His eyes were wide open, staring greedily into Su Yao's beautiful eyes, and his breathing became rapid.
Su Yao was aloof and ethereal, with an air of otherworldly grace, like a celestial maiden descended to earth. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, adding to her charm under the sunlight.
Young Master Liu was shocked, feeling that Liu Sisi and Su Yao were worlds apart. He stared at them intently, as if missing even a glance would be a great loss.
"Have you seen enough?"
Tuoba Xun'er was already angry, her cheeks flushed slightly with rage. Seeing the richly dressed man lecherously staring at Su Yao for a long time, she was even more annoyed, as if she was about to rush up and beat him to a pulp.
Only then did Young Master Liu manage to shift his gaze to Tuoba Xun'er, but the moment he saw her clearly, his eyes were glued to her again.
Tuoba Xun'er wore a red dress, her figure was curvaceous and her appearance was stunning, making people swoon.
Unlike Su Yao, Tuoba Xun'er possesses a different kind of beauty—passionate, unrestrained, and impossible to ignore.
At this moment, Young Master Liu's desire to kill Han Yi intensified. He began to fantasize about the pleasures of taking the two women into his harem, and a lewd smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.
"You can still get out of here!" Han Yi said, annoyed by those who tried to show off in front of him.