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Yun Xu was not a lady of a rich family. Having been a wanderer since she was young, she had long taught her the ability to survive.

Since he felt cold, he naturally had to start a fire. Otherwise, if Frost got sick, not only would no one take pity on her, but it would also be very, very troublesome.

She casually took off her dripping outer garment, leaving behind a plain one, shoes on the side, and socks hanging in the shrine. After all of this was done, Yun Xu wandered around the dilapidated Buddhist hall barefooted a few times, and finally found some dry waste wood and some kindling straw.

She neatly gathered them into a pile, then lowered her body and took the two stones. After wiping and knocking them vigorously, she finally managed to get one or two sparks to splash onto the dry grass. The flame flickered for a moment, then suddenly grew larger, shining an orange light on her face. She had a small, smiling face, and her hair and clothes were clearly dirty and wet. She was in such a sorry state, but her bright eyes were still vivid.

He was like a blade of grass that could not be blown away or burned or trampled to death or eaten.

In the depths of the buddhist hall, next to a peeling painting Maitreya Buddha, a light laugh suddenly rang out.

The laughter was not loud, nor was it frivolous or casual. It sounded so elegant and natural, as if it was an honor to be laughed at like this.

Yun Xu quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked in the direction of the voice, "Who is it?"

"You must be Xiao Yun." A faint figure emerged from behind the smiling Maitreya Buddha. His sleeves were loose and elegant, but a wide and narrow jade belt was tied around his waist. As he walked over, the wind blew from the door, causing his clothes to flutter.

Yun Fei was stunned for a moment. She had already recognized the voice.

He turned out to be the real Nan Xian, the younger brother of Nan Si Yue.

"No wonder you look so familiar. So you're the boy from before." He slowly stepped out and appeared in front of the burning fire. His handsome face seemed dreamy in the flickering light.

Yun Xu giggled, not daring to reply.

"Your real name is Yun Fei?" he asked softly, finally stopping in front of her.

Her amiable voice did not reveal any of the mockery or complacency that came with her. It was clear as the wind, as if Mount Tai would not tremble even if it were to collapse.

Yun Xu did not look at the sky and coughed a few times. She pretended to be calm and said, "How can you call me by my name? You should call me sister-in-law."

No matter what, it was still reasonable and right for her to marry Nan Si Yue.

"Sister-in-law …" He then looked at her as if he had found something, "The clouds come out, the clouds come out, and the clouds break out. So, it turns out this is what happened."

"What Yun Pingyue?" Yun Xu frowned and asked puzzledly, "Oh right, why aren't you staying at the mansion? Why did you come to this rundown area in such a miserable state?"

"That's right, it's been a rough time. We can't even see the stars anymore." Nan Xian raised his head. He looked at the grey sky outside and whispered, "Could it be that this rain and wind is also preventing me from seeing your star vein?"

Yun Fei was speechless. She had no idea what he was saying.

"What about you? Why did you come here?" Nan Ziche suddenly asked her blandly, looking away from her.

Yun Xu was at a loss for words, but after some thought, he stressed, "I already said, I want you to call me sister-in-law! This brat, how could he be so ignorant? Cough, cough, he's like a mother, haven't I heard of him before? "

Nan Xian, who was calm like a man from the outside world, also felt a bit of a chill when he heard this.