r18novel Chapter 508: Throwing the cup as a signal?
Chapter 508: Throwing the cup as a signal?
Looking at the sleepy little girl in her arms, Yang Xiaoyue couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, outlining a gentle and doting smile: "Brother Xu, this little girl is really very sleepy. I will send her back to her room to sleep first, and come to find you later."
Thinking of the things she had experienced along the way, Yang Xiaoyue couldn't help but frown, with a hint of worry in her heart.
However, the most urgent task now is to settle Xiao Mi first. After all, her abilities are now greatly restricted. If an uninvited guest really breaks in here tonight with ill intentions, she may not even have the power to resist.
"Well, go ahead. I might as well go back and tidy up and wash up." Xu Changping, who was standing aside, stretched out his hand and casually flicked the dust that had stuck to his cuffs, then nodded with a smile.
He looked calm, as if he didn't care about the potential danger.
After receiving the response, Yang Xiaoyue also responded with a faint smile, gently patted the little girl in her arms, and then walked slowly towards the next house with light steps.
At this moment, the entire courtyard of the quadrangle was silent, with only the bright moonlight quietly pouring down on the ground, as if covering the open space with a layer of silver gauze, forming a dreamy silver halo.
After taking off the big lock on the door, Yang Xiaoyue pushed the door open and walked to the bed in the bedroom.
She tidied the bedding on the bed with one hand, and then gently placed Xiao Mi on the bed.
Perhaps because she felt the softness and comfort of the bed, Xiao Mi, who was a little awake, just moved her body a few times and soon fell into a deep sleep again.
Yang Xiaoyue looked at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, sighed softly, and gave up the idea of helping her wash.
She turned around slowly, walked to the mirror, and washed herself briefly. After everything was ready, she walked out of the room quietly.
After locking the door, Yang Xiaoyue came to Xu Changping's house next door.
Yang Xiaoyue raised her hand and knocked on the door lightly. After hearing "Come in", she pushed the door open and walked in.
At this time, Xu Changping had already finished washing up and was sitting leisurely on the sofa in the middle of the room, holding a steaming cup of tea in one hand and flipping through a thick book placed on his lap with the other hand.
Hearing Yang Xiaoyue's footsteps coming in, Xu Changping turned his head slightly, a smile as warm as spring breeze appeared on his face, and he asked softly, "Is Xiao Mi asleep?"
Yang Xiaoyue nodded slightly, then moved to sit next to Xu Changping, and replied in the same low voice: "Well, the little guy is sleeping so soundly!" After that, the two smiled at each other, and for a moment, the whole room fell into a brief silence.
After a while, Yang Xiaoyue seemed unable to suppress her inner doubts and worries, and took the lead in breaking the silence.
She hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke in a low voice: "Brother Xu, regarding what happened tonight, do you think... could it be my third uncle who did it?"
Xu Changping's originally relaxed brows suddenly frowned slightly. He put down the teacup and book in his hands, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and lowered his head to think.
After a while, he raised his head and looked at Yang Xiaoyue, and responded slowly: "Well... to be honest, I am not sure who is behind this.
But personally, I don't think it was your uncle who did it. You have already promised to give it to him. Logically, he shouldn't be so impatient that he can't even wait for one night, right?"
Yang Xiaoyue bit her lips lightly, leaving a shallow mark on her pink lips. A hint of barely perceptible worry flashed across her big watery eyes, and she murmured softly to herself:
"Is it possible that someone else knows that this crucial key is in my hands?"
Xu Changping, who was sitting nearby, saw this and shook his head gently. A comforting smile appeared on his face, and he said softly, "In my opinion, it shouldn't be like this. This treasure is so important, your family shouldn't let someone who is not in his right mind come and take it."
After listening to Xu Changping's analysis, Yang Xiaoyue couldn't help but frown slightly, nodded in disbelief, and responded in a low voice: "I hope it's as you said."
Seeing that Yang Xiaoyue was still a little depressed, Xu Changping slowly put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early. I will pay attention to the movements around the yard at night."
Hearing Xu Changping's words, Yang Xiaoyue nodded obediently to show her agreement. Then she said no more, stood up silently, and pretended to return home.
However, just as she was about to leave, Xu Changping's voice suddenly came from behind her: "Xiaoyue, wait!"
Yang Xiaoyue immediately stopped, turned around and lowered her head, looking at Xu Changping with a puzzled look, and asked softly, "Brother Xu, what's wrong?"
Xu Changping reached out and picked up a small and exquisite porcelain bottle from the coffee table in front of him, handed it to Yang Xiaoyue, and solemnly instructed: "Please keep this bottle first. If there is any abnormal situation at night or you sense danger, just throw it to the ground."
"This... is this a signal?" Yang Xiaoyue widened her eyes and stared at the porcelain bottle in front of her. The classic scene of "breaking the cup as a signal" in historical stories involuntarily emerged in her mind.
Xu Changping, who was standing by, was stunned for a moment when he saw Yang Xiaoyue like this, and then he couldn't help but chuckle.
He smiled at Yang Xiaoyue and explained slowly, "Don't think too much. This porcelain bottle is not a signal. It contains a powerful drug. With it, if you encounter a dangerous situation, it can help me buy enough time to save you."
After hearing what Xu Changping said, Yang Xiaoyue's pretty face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple. She shyly reached out to take the porcelain bottle from Xu Changping, and in a panic she thanked him incoherently:
"Thank you, Brother Xu... Thank you so much!" After saying that, Yang Xiaoyue turned around quickly, as if afraid that Xu Changping would say something else, and walked hurriedly towards the door.
Standing on the steps at the door, Yang Xiaoyue seemed to feel that the heat on her face had not subsided, so she stretched out her hand and fanned her slightly hot cheeks vigorously, trying to cool down a little.