Chapter 13 is all Gu Xiyue's, don't mess with it.

Tang Yun also didn't want to stand face to face with Gu Zhiqi and was looking for something to do.

But, since Gu Zhiqi had checked into the hospital yesterday and was being discharged today, no one had come to visit her, so there wasn't much to pack up.

That's why she took it upon herself to fold the quilt.

The quilt was quickly folded, and at that moment, the bathroom door opened.

Hearing the noise, Tang Yun turned around while saying, "There's no need for you to go to the Gu Family home, your things... the Gu Family will send them to you..."

Upon seeing the clothes Gu Zhiqi was wearing, Tang Yun cut off her sentence.

The neckline of the young girl's clothes was torn, revealing half of a delicate shoulder and her elegant collarbone.

It was then that Tang Yun remembered the ordeal this girl had gone through the day before.

"Please wait for two minutes," Gu Zhiqi said to Tang Yun. She placed the folded hospital gown on the bed and then left the ward.

Tang Yun was somewhat distracted, absently responding with a sound, and then stood there, lost in thought.

Two minutes later, Gu Zhiqi returned with a needle and thread.

Tang Yun had come back to her senses and, seeing the needle and thread in Gu Zhiqi's hands, thought she was expected to sew her clothes. Just as she was about to step forward, she realized that Gu Zhiqi had gone back into the bathroom.

Tang Yun's raised hand paused.

Looking at the closed bathroom door, she muttered under her breath, "A young lady like her, can she sew?"

"Let's go." The girl came out again, the torn neckline restored as if it had never been damaged.

It was completely seamless.

Even Tang Yun, who was accustomed to needlework, couldn't help but take a second look.

Her face felt warm, since she had truly not expected Gu Zhiqi to be skilled with a needle and thread.

Wasn't she said to be a pampered and spoiled young lady?

Nowadays, do the scions of wealthy families have to learn embroidery like in ancient times?

After leaving the ward and passing by the nurse's station, Gu Zhiqi returned the needle and thread and took the opportunity to have one of the nurses help send a note.

**

Yan City.

Yun Town, Yueqi Village.

After a night on the train and three transfers, Gu Zhiqi and Tang Yun finally arrived at Yueqi Village.

Upon entering the village, they encountered many people who enthusiastically greeted Tang Yun.

After the greetings, they would take a look at Gu Zhiqi, with odd looks in their eyes—curious ones, awestruck ones, and even hostile and disdainful ones.

Gu Zhiqi paid no attention, simply following quietly beside Tang Yun.

Three minutes later, the pair went from the entrance of the village to the Gu Family home.

The Gu Family's front gate was made of wood, and the surrounding wall was built from unevenly shaped stones. The gate wasn't locked and opened with a light push.

It was the peak of the scorching summer season, at the time when the sun was most potent, and even the air burned against one's skin.

As they walked through the gate of the Gu Family home, the heat seemed to retreat like a tide.

Gu Zhiqi's gaze shimmered slightly, as the languid indifference in her eyes faded, and she began to scrutinize the courtyard carefully.

There were a few flower beds crafted from stone in the yard with many plants and flowers, a clump of green bamboo in the corner, and a large Osmanthus tree stood in the center, creating a vast expanse of shade.

Just looking at it could take away much of the summer heat.

Gu Zhiqi walked under the Osmanthus Tree.

To cool off.

Completely cut off from the sunlight.

The front door of the Gu Family home was unlocked, but the doors inside were not.

"Don't wander off; I'll go get the keys."

Turning her head, Tang Yun found that Gu Zhiqi was already standing under the tree, staring intently at it, with a quite serious expression.

"Okay."

Hearing Tang Yun's words, Gu Zhiqi didn't look at her. She continued staring at the Osmanthus tree, casually nodding her head with a lazy "Okay."

Seeing her like this, Tang Yun fell silent and then spoke up once more.

"The flowers and plants in the courtyard belong to Gu Xiyue. Don't mess with them."