Chapter 73: Spilt Water Is Hard To Gather

  Murong Haoran twisted the bottle cap and said slowly: "Hao Ze, why did he hurt you? Between you two..."

  Murong Haoran couldn't continue, he had been guessing whether there was a relationship between Xue Lengyu and Murong Haoze. He didn't dare to think too deeply, but he had indeed seen Murong Haoze's flirtatious behavior towards Xue Lengyu, if it wasn't for some ambiguous relationship, if Xue Lengyu herself hadn't been willing to play along, Murong Haoze wouldn't have dared to openly flirt with his sister-in-law.

  "Perhaps there's been a misunderstanding." Xue Lengyu thought for a moment and could only say that.

  " Misunderstanding?" Murong Haoran didn't believe it: "Haoze has always been a gentle and considerate person, how could he strike so heavily? Moreover, you..."

  "We really don't have anything." Xue Lengyu said helplessly.

  Murong Haoran's eyes flashed with a hint of wild joy, and he instinctively reached out to grab Xue Lengyu's hand. Xue Lengyu quickly pulled back and avoided him.

  "Really?" Xue Lengyu's dodge did not change Mu Rong Haoxuan's mood much, and he was still staring at her, as if wanting to see through her eyes.

  Xue Lengyu also looked back at Murong Haoran, her slender eyebrows slightly furrowed as she said softly: "Actually, you've always believed me, but your pride wouldn't allow you to stand on my side."

  Xue Lengyu suddenly realized at this moment. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't believe in his own relationship with Murong Haoze, and if he didn't think that Xue Lengyu was innocent from the bottom of his heart, then how could a man like him, who was deeply in love, tolerate having a green hat on his head? And how could he possibly say that he would allow Xue Lengyu to return to the mansion?

  Murong Haoran did not stand on Xue Lengyu's side at that time, probably because in this matter, weighing the pros and cons, only Xue Lengyu, who had no power or influence, was the only one who could be sacrificed.

  Along with this thought, a hint of coldness suddenly appeared in Xue Lengyu's eyes.

  As expected, as soon as Xue Lengyu's words came out, Murong Haoran's expression changed again and again, he opened his mouth to speak but swallowed his words back.

  This is the man Xue Lengyu loves, no matter how she loves him. With all her might, as if crazy, what's the use? At a critical moment, even with deep feelings, how much weight can they occupy in Murong Haoran's heart?

  Xue Lengyu's heart had a hint of tenderness, but it gradually turned rigid. She looked into Murong Haoyuan's eyes: "Murong Haoyuan, I didn't wrong you. You... know."

  These words are a confession and also a probe. Mu Rong Hao Xuan, how much does he actually know?

  "Silence. More silence. After a long while, Murong Haoyu spoke slowly: 'Leng Yu, I can pretend that nothing has ever happened, and you... should also calm down.'"

  Xue Lengyu felt a little disappointed, even at this moment, Murong Haoran still couldn't understand what the problem was between them. She couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Xue Lengyu's soul leaving might not be a bad thing after all. If she were truly a passionate and devoted woman, facing such an arrogant man would only lead to inevitable heartache.

  Xue Lengyu still didn't show any liking expression, Murong Haoran couldn't help but frown and said: "Lengyu, I know that day you were angry with me, but now, I've already said so much, when we return to the Murong Manor, shouldn't everything be as if nothing had happened? Are you still not satisfied?"

  Even if he knew that Xue Lengyu might have suffered a great injustice, but the words of apology, how could Murong Haoran say them out loud. Such a statement, for him, was already considered to be extremely generous.

  Xue Lengyu, however, felt that she was playing the lute to a cow or talking about romance to a cow, and it would be pointless to say more. She thought of taking her leave, but the medicine on her wrist was indeed effective, feeling cool and refreshing, and surprisingly, she didn't feel any pain at all.

  "I'm going back." Xue Lengyu said.

  Murong Haoran seemed to suddenly come to a realization and said: "Are you afraid of Li Mu?"

  How did it suddenly mention Li Mu? Xue Lengyu's eyebrows were knotted with a question mark.

  Murong Haoran continued, "He doesn't know you used to be mine, that's why he's like this. It doesn't matter, I'll just go and tell him. My relationship with him is not ordinary, even if he can't bear to part with you, he won't force you to stay."

  Xue Lengyu could only say, "You've misunderstood. I've already left the Wang Manor and this has nothing to do with Prince Mu. I don't want to return to the Murong Manor, it's just that between us, our feelings have already disappeared."

  "Without feelings?" Murong Haoran didn't believe it, saying whatever he wanted: "Do you still remember the words you said to me? Something about a lifetime, only willing to be with me forever. Now it's just a few short days, and you're saying we don't have feelings for each other anymore?"

  Watching Murong Haoran's excitement, Xue Lengyu scratched his head in embarrassment. During the passionate and sweet moments, those words, he believed Xue Lengyu had said before, but now, how could they go back to those times?

  After some thought, Xue Lengyu picked up the cup of Yuqian Xin Ye that he had not finished drinking and turned to Murong Haoran: "Young Master Murong, do you know how many processes this tea has gone through from when the new leaves first sprout until it enters our mouths?"

  Murong Haoran didn't understand Xue Lengyu's meaning, so he thought for a moment and said: "I don't know much about tea leaves, but this kind of tea has gone through picking, selection, stir-frying, drying, transportation, and at least 10 to 20 processes before it reaches the cup."

  "Not bad." Xue Lengyu said: "This doesn't even include the tea tree's sprouting, sun exposure and rain, growing leaves and blooming flowers."

  Murong Haoran said: "If it's calculated this way, then this cup of tea, from the very beginning to being drunk by us, is likely to have gone through dozens of processes and not a few years. However..."

  Murong Haoran still didn't understand what this tea had to do with what he was saying now. And what it had to do with them.

  Xue Lengyu smiled slightly: "A good cup of tea is like a relationship, after experiencing countless storms and hardships, if it's finally appreciated by someone who understands and savors it, then that's a perfect ending, not in vain. But if..."

  Xue Lengyu raised his hand and with a flick of his wrist, the cup of Rain Before New Leaves that was still emitting steam was completely spilled onto the ground without a single drop remaining.

  "Ah..." Murong Haoran took a step back, and that tea water still splashed onto the hem of his long shirt.

  "It's hard to take back what has been spilled, and you should understand this principle." Xue Lengyu said: "Between us, no matter how many emotional entanglements we had in the past, you have chosen to let go, so how can you seek it back? To be honest with you, when I saw you a few days ago, my heart still had some resentment and hatred. Some of the things I said may have been excessive. Here, I can apologize to you, and if you can put it behind you in the future, we can still be friends."

  "Friend?" Murong Haoran sneered: "Leng Yu, can a person really become like this?"

  No love, no hate, no intention.

  Xue Lengyu's calm and indifference caused a faint pain in Murong Haoyuan's heart, which could not be concealed.

  Xue Lengyu didn't know what to say to the man in front of her. Should she tell him that she wasn't Xue Lengyu, so she could be heartless? Or should she tell him that the woman who deeply loved him had actually died because of him? Or perhaps she should tell him that she had never had any feelings for Murong Haoze, so he didn't need to be sad?

  Looking at Murong Haoran's entangled eyes of love and hate, Xue Lengyu was unwilling to indulge her sympathetic heart, stood up: "Mr. Murong, I bid farewell."

  One should not give emotions that they cannot provide, and it's not right to let Murong Haoran have any misunderstanding. This will inevitably hurt everyone.

  Murong Haoran stood by the table, unable to say anything to stop him, looking at the water stain on the ground that was still steaming, spilled water is hard to recover, even if he was rich enough to rival a country, how could he turn back time. Everything started all over again.

  Xue Lengyu's footsteps, though light and gentle, were unwavering. She opened the door to find Murong Haoye standing with his hands clasped behind him, leaning against the corridor as he gazed at her. Her conversation with Murong Haoran had not been intentionally lowered in volume, so it was likely that Murong Haoye, who was standing outside, had heard everything clearly.

  Xue Lengyu smiled and walked past Murong Haoyue's side, her footsteps not stopping, softly saying: "Now you should believe me, I really don't drink that Rain Before New Leaf anymore. Between us, shouldn't we also have a conclusion?"

  Murong Haoze followed Xue Lengyu's footsteps and turned his head, saying in a low voice, "I'll go find you."

  Xue Lengyu didn't turn around, unable to see the flash of sharpness on Murong Haoze's smiling face. Xue Lengyu was no longer in his grasp now, and he couldn't let her take this risk.

  Murong Haoze's fingers pinched off a new leaf from the potted landscape beside him. He immediately straightened up and hastily walked out.

  After leaving Dahe Qianzhuang, Xue Lengyu's mood had a hint of inexplicable annoyance. Mu Rong Haoze's killing intent at that moment truly frightened her. Born in peaceful times, for over twenty years, she had never felt so close to death before. The seemingly carefree and harmless Mu Rong Haoze actually went to such great lengths to protect something.

  Xue Lengyu rubbed her brow, she didn't want to get entangled in any complicated love-hate relationships. Past favors and grudges were all the same to her, as long as she could give herself a clear conscience, everything could be let go of. She was unwilling to let herself live in the shadow of the past.

  Xue Lengyu stood in front of the Dahe Qianzhuang gate for a moment, looking up at the sky which was still early, not yet noon. With Xia An and Xiao Tao taking care of things at home, everything should be fine. Following the direction she remembered, she slowly made her way to the vegetable market. She wanted to see what kinds of fruits and vegetables she needed were available in this place.

  Now it is different from the 21st century, with four seasons in a year, goods can circulate all over the world.

  What is called a vegetable market is a slightly remote place in the town, a long street. I don't know when it started, someone took their own vegetables and fruits to sell here, and gradually formed a scale. Then the government specially repaired the storefronts, assigned personnel to manage them, and formed a relatively orderly market.

  At the street corner, a sign reads "Fish Market Street". Xue Lengyu smiled, not knowing if it was because this place was originally used to sell fish, so there is such a saying...