Chapter 16 A Hard Heart
I found it strange. Usually this maid loved to talk with me most.
Fugeer urged me from the doorway. The maid's hands dressing me shook again.
"Why do I not see Guiyuan today?"
I looked at Guixiang's ashen face and finally understood.
Just then Fugeer pushed the door open. He smiled, showing a canine tooth.
I only felt cold.
"Why?"
Why kill Guixiang?
"Sister has grown thin this while. Servants who cannot serve their master properly—what use are they?"
I never touched those jewels and clothes. In Fugeer's eyes, that meant the maids at my side had failed to stir my interest.
I looked at the Fugeer before me and found him so strange.
Outside, everyone who saw Fugeer was respectful and deferential. Food and drink needed no payment at all.
"Sister, I know you are good, but in this world, people who are not ruthless get eaten."
Maybe the scenery outside lifted my mood, or maybe Fugeer had been so careful with me, but my heart eased a little.
Fugeer was wrong on one point. Anyone who had lived this long in chaos did not have a simple mind, and I was no exception. The maid's death hit me hard, true, but Fugeer was not wrong either.
And he was the only kin I had left.
That evening, after we watched the last dance at Spring Breeze Tower, Fugeer still said nothing about letting me see Sister Mudan.
"Fugeer, Sister Mudan means a great deal to me. I only want one look at her, to be sure she is safe."
Fugeer spat out a melon-seed shell. When he looked at me, the smile was gone. "Oh, Sister—is she more important than me?"
How could I compare them? But one look at his furrowed brow and I could tell he was angry. I was about to soothe him when from the corner of my eye I caught a familiar figure.
Sister Mudan was sitting in the arms of a scar-faced man. His big hand kneaded her chest hard. Sister Mudan's expression stayed stiff.
Following my gaze, Fugeer showed no surprise.
"She came back herself. You cannot blame me."