Rebirth of an Idle Noble Women (200-end)

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She wasn’t an idiot, but the opposite, she was quite intelligent, only with a bad temper. Even though she could control her surface emotions, she would still be boiling hot underneath everything.

“Endure,” Gu Xiqiao said, a smile on her face. “Even though the word ‘endure’ has a knife on it, you still need to endure.”

“A knife on the word ‘endure’? What did that mean?” Cecily didn’t really understand the broadness and profoundness of the Chinese language, and she blinked her eyes as she tried to understand what the other was telling her, a doubtful look on her face. (T/N: The word ‘endure’ which is 忍, has a ‘knife’, which is 刀 within the character.)

Gu Xiqiao sighed. “Never mind, it doesn’t mean anything.” She reached in to search around in her pockets, and then she pulled out a Buddhist scripture. “Here, for you.” She heard that the group of elders in the ancient martial art world were reciting scriptures, would it have any effect if it was in Cecily’s hands?

Cecily stared at Gu Xiqiao’s slender, jade-like fingers for a while. The fairness of her hands seemed to reflect the sun on it.

Gu Xiqiao shook the book in her hand. “Do you want it?”

Cecily snapped out of it once she heard Gu Xiqiao’s voice, and she took the offered book, flipping through it. She didn’t understand anything inside it, but she kept it safely away. This was her first gift after coming to China, she would treasure it.

“Miss Gu, please wait!” Suddenly, someone who was clearly not a native Chinese speaking person called out from behind.

Gu Xiqiao paused in her steps, and turned her head slowly to look at who it was.

With the arrival of others, Cecily straightened up and pasted her usually serious expression back on her face, turning around the same time as Gu Xiqiao.

“Could we have a word in private?” Emery looked at Gu Xiqiao with a soft gaze, as though he was seeing another person in her. “It wouldn’t take up too much of your time.”

Hearing his words, Cecily was slightly alarmed, and subconsciously moved to block Gu Xiqiao from the man’s access.

Gu Xiqiao looked at Emery for a long while, before finally nodding. “Let’s go.”

The two of them left, and Cecily looked down to Jiji, who was standing beside her feet. “Jiji, why aren’t you following them? Go and protect Qiao Qiao!”

“Don’t call me Jiji!” Jiji exploded immediately. “If you say that again, our friendship is over!”

“Jiji is a nice name, it’s the same as mine, Cecy.” Cecily blinked, wondering why Jiji was so sensitive and sore over its name.

Jiji: “…” Why was it being so petty with a person who didn’t understand the Chinese language at all?

About ten minutes later, Gu Xiqiao came back.

When she came back, she was holding a slightly yellowed book in her hands.

“What’s that, Qiao Qiao?” Cecily asked curiously.

Gu Xiqiao looked down in her hands, as though suddenly realizing that there was something there. She pursed her lips, but didn’t answer immediately. She lowered her head, her long eyelashes casting a slight shadow underneath her eyes, the leaves from the branches above falling one by one on her head and body.

Cecily couldn’t see the expression on the other girls’ face, but she was aware of the pressure around the air dropping around her.

“It’s nothing. I’ll head back first.” Gu Xiqiao raised her head, nodding at Cecily. She had an indifferent expression on her face again, and then she left after saying that.