[Wuxia] April in the Human World (Complete) - 9

Chapter 34 True Love

Xiahou Xiao thrust in and out intensely, but for some reason, Shu'er's body seemed strange; her vagina no longer sucked on his penis. He thrust into her hundreds of times, but her body remained unresponsive, and her lips no longer uttered any pleasant moans.

Xiahou Xiao's heart clenched. Had Shu'er passed out from his ministrations?

Damn it! How could he lose control of his desire the moment he touched Shu'er's body?

At this moment, Xiahou Xiao thrust his lower body forcefully, his glans tightly inserted into Shu'er's clitoris, the meatus of his glans perfectly aligned with the opening of Shu'er's cervix.

He jerked his penis, the meatus opening and closing like a fish's mouth, and hot, viscous semen sprayed into her uterus…

“Shu'er, how are you?” Xiahou Xiao gently wiped the fine sweat from Shu'er's forehead.

Suddenly, Xiahou Xiao's hand paused; Shu'er's face was so cold. As if it had no warmth at all.

"Shu'er, Shu'er?" Xiahou Xiao gently shook Shu'er's chin, but she remained motionless.

Xiahou Xiao's brows furrowed, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. Shu'er must have fainted from his touch.

Anxious, Xiahou Xiao's hand accidentally touched Shu'er's nose. Xiahou Xiao froze.

"Shu'er, Shu'er. Shu'er?"

His Shu'er didn't answer. He tremblingly reached out his large hand to touch Shu'er's nose. Nothing, nothing. How could nothing be there?!

Xiahou Xiao's mind raced, his heart pounded, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and a spurt of blood gushed out. He fainted on top of Shu'er…

**

Speaking of which, when the three young girls outside the gate heard the intimate breathing coming from inside, they blushed and retreated to rest.

The next morning, they went to wait at the palace gate again. But even as the sun rose high in the sky, there was still no movement from inside.**

"Sister Heshuang, why hasn't the Emperor come out yet?" Xiaoye tugged at Heshuang's sleeve and asked.

"Shh! Keep your voice down. The Emperor didn't hold court this morning; he probably wants to spend more time with the Empress." Heshuang put her middle finger to Xiaoye's lips, signaling her to speak softly.

Xiaoye nodded understandingly and whispered, "The Emperor is so good to the Empress."

"Yes, I've never seen the Emperor treat anyone so well," Helu chimed in.

**

The setting sun was like blood, its orange-red light radiating a deep sadness.

"Sister Heshuang, why hasn't the Emperor come out yet?" Even if the Emperor wants to 'spend more time' with the Empress, he still needs to eat and drink. Seeing that another day was about to pass, Xiaoye couldn't help but speak again.

"It is a bit strange," Heshuang murmured, head bowed.

He Lu touched her lips with her middle finger and said, "We'll call out from the door. Her Majesty is weak and has to take her medicine every day."

Xiao Ye and He Shuang nodded. He Shuang called out, "Your Majesty, it's time for Her Majesty to take her medicine."

The three looked at each other. He Shuang called again, "Your Majesty, it's time for Her Majesty to take her medicine."

He Shuang frowned, raised her chin, and told the louder He Lu to call out,

"Your Majesty, it's time for Her Majesty to take her medicine."

"There's still no movement inside?" At least the Emperor would respond to them.

"Could something be wrong?" Xiao Ye asked bluntly.

He Shuang scolded, "Xiao Ye, don't talk nonsense!"

"Yes." Xiao Ye clenched her hands.

He Shuang and He Lu looked at each other. "Should we go in?"

He Shuang gritted her teeth. "Let's go in." The Emperor and the Empress didn't respond. This situation was too unreasonable.

"Okay."

So, He Shuang, He Lu, and Xiao Ye pushed open the door and went in.

When they entered the inner room, they saw Xiahou Xiao on top of Shu'er.

“He Shuang, this…” He Lu asked, at a loss. He

Shuang frowned, observing carefully. “Something’s not right.”

“What?”

“The Emperor and the Empress seem…”

He Shuang didn’t finish her sentence. She tiptoed toward the bed.

He Shuang called softly, “The Emperor, the Empress?”

He Shuang called again, “The Emperor, the Empress?”

He Lu and Xiao Ye approached He Shuang. “He Shuang, look, blood!” There was a patch of dried blood next to Shu’er’s pillow.

“The Empress’s body is so still, it’s like, it’s like…” as if she had lost her life.

He Shuang tremblingly reached out and touched Shu’er’s nose.

“Ah!” He Shuang cried out in fright.

“Sister He Shuang, what’s wrong?” Xiao Ye asked.

He Shuang reached out in disbelief to touch Shu’er’s carotid artery. Her body stiffened.

“The Empress… is dead…” The Empress was dead, dead beneath the Emperor.

“The Empress!” Xiao Ye and He Lu collapsed at the same time, crying out in anguish.

He Shuang trembled as she reached out again to feel Xiahou Xiao's carotid artery. She patted her chest; thankfully, the Emperor had only fainted.

"He Lu, quickly summon the imperial physician!"

"Yes." He Lu snapped out of her shock and scrambled out of the door.

The Emperor was lying on top of the Empress, who was already dead. If the imperial physician saw this, it would damage the Emperor's reputation.

Thinking of this, He Shuang mustered her courage and reached out to push the Emperor's body. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up!"

...

The morning sunlight streamed through the deep red lattice windows, casting a soft glow on the floor. Dust motes floated and swayed in the sunlight, appearing hazy and indistinct.

Father stood by the window, his hands clasped behind his back, dressed in pristine white, handsome and imposing.

"Father..." I weakly opened my lips, uttering a dry, hoarse sound.

"Shu'er, you're awake?" Father rushed to my bedside in surprise.

"Father... I want some water..." I was so thirsty.

"Father will get you some right away." Father hurriedly went to the table, poured a glass of water, returned to my bedside, helped me sit up against the bedpost, and gently fed me water.

"Creak!" The wooden door was pushed open. I looked up and saw Gu Chen and Han Yi walking in. They saw that I was awake and exclaimed in surprise, "Miss, you're awake."

I was puzzled. I was sure I was awake, but why did Father, Gu Chen, and Han Yi all look so strange?

"What happened?" Only then did I remember that after taking the fake death drug, I lost consciousness while with the Emperor...

"Miss, because of your and Xiahou Xiao's overreaction... um..." Gu Chen was a little embarrassed to say, "that caused your blood circulation to accelerate, and the effects of the fake death drug took effect earlier than expected. Xiahou Xiao also insisted on keeping vigil for you for another seven days." The two things had come together, making it difficult to handle.

"His Majesty insists on keeping vigil for me for seven days?" I was shocked. During vigil, one is not allowed to eat anything except drink water.

—Has any emperor in history ever kept vigil for his concubine, especially for a full seven days?

"Yes," Father nodded, answering my question.

Xiahou Xiao insisted on keeping vigil for me for seven days. He has more than three thousand women; losing me wouldn't make a difference. Why go through all this trouble?

"And then?" If Xiahou Xiao really kept vigil for me for seven days, I'd probably be dead by now, so there must be more to the story.

Gu Chen recounted the story in detail, “The Emperor was keeping vigil, and those secret guards must have been waiting in the shadows. We couldn’t act. To save Miss, the Prime Minister used my secret-made drug to temporarily induce unconsciousness, slipping it into the Emperor’s tea the moment he took the bowl. He didn’t take you out of the coffin until late at night, but by then you had already passed the period of wakefulness. However, you didn’t wake up. Although I investigated and knew that you were just weak and had suffocated in the coffin after waking up, we were still very worried about you…”

“Father…” I listened to Gu Chen’s story with trepidation before slowly raising my head and staring intently at my father. “Father, how could you take such a great risk to save Shu’er alone?” If things went wrong, the whole family could be executed. Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

Father sat by my bedside, gently stroking my head, and smiled tenderly, “Shu’er, don’t blame yourself. Father would never do anything without certainty. Even if you were discovered, it wouldn’t matter. The medicine was a sedative, not poison. Father could say he used this tactic to prevent the Emperor from overworking himself.”

“Thank you, Father, for going to such lengths to save Shu’er.” Although Father said this, Xiahou Xiao was a suspicious man. If Xiahou Xiao knew about this, he would definitely not trust Father anymore. When a monarch no longer trusts a minister, that minister’s ‘high position and power’ and ‘deep popularity’ will naturally become a thorn in the emperor’s side, something he can’t bear to leave. At that time, Father will be unable to retire even if he wanted to.

“Silly child, you are Father’s flesh and blood, flesh and blood, flesh and blood. You are a piece of flesh in your parents’ hearts. How could Father not save his own precious flesh and blood?”

“Father…” This was the first time Father had said such tender words to me, but I felt a sweet warmth in my heart and enjoyed it immensely.

**

Outside, the distant green mountains were like dark eyebrows, with a thin, silvery mist like a fairy's ribbon circling their waists, revealing only their pointed peaks.

"The scenery here is beautiful; it's a good place to recuperate," I exclaimed, resting my hands on the window frame.

"Yes, the scenery here is nice, but the scenery of our Xi Yi Mountain is even better. I think Miss really likes these mountains and rivers. Why don't we move to Xi Yi Mountain after Miss recovers?" Gu Chen said with a smile.

"Hmm, Shu'er, I think that's a good idea. Xi Yi Mountain is high and steep; you can live there for a while, and I'll come to fetch you after I retire."

"Father, I want to see Chang Kongyu." I looked up at my father.

My father immediately frowned and fell silent.

"Father?" I called out in confusion.

"Shu'er..." My father sighed softly, "There's something I need to tell you..."

"Father, please tell me." At that moment, I felt the air was so oppressive, as if something was about to collapse.

"After our army returned victorious, Chang Kongyu fell seriously ill. He had a high fever for five days and five nights. Although his brain wasn't damaged, it destroyed his memories of the past two years. One of those memories was about you." Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video Fan Bingbing's lower body realistically molded into a highly realistic vulva shape, with soft and delicate skin! Built-in large particle protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, providing a more realistic experience... rhythmic swallowing and spitting, irresistible! Click to enter

"What?!" My vision went dark, and my legs went weak, causing me to fall to the ground.

"Shu'er!!"

"Miss!!"

Father, Gu Chen, and Han Yi's screams of horror rang out.

"No, this is impossible! I don't believe it! Chang Kongyu is so healthy, and he even has martial arts skills to protect him, how could he be seriously ill?"

"Shu'er, the Prime Minister didn't lie to you. I once disguised myself as a wandering doctor to take his pulse. It's good that he lost two years of his memory; if an ordinary person had a high fever like that, they would probably either die or become mentally impaired."

When I could see again, my hands tightly gripped Gu Chen's white sleeve, as if I had grasped a glimmer of hope. I didn't want Chang Kongyu to forget me after I fell deeply in love with him. "Gu Chen, your medical skills are so high, you must have a way to cure him, right?"

Gu Chen shook his head. "I am a divine doctor, but not a god. Brain damage from a fever is something that medicine can't cure."

Father closed his eyes helplessly and said hoarsely, "Shu'er, Father has something else to tell you." Better a short pain than a long one, I'll tell her everything at once.

"What is it?" My heart clenched tightly. Had something else happened to Chang Kongyu?

“Chang Kongyu has met another woman who isn’t afraid of him, and they’re already married.”

“…Married?” Two streams of tears slid down my cheeks and into my neck, the cool liquid seeping into my clothes.

The man I would love unconditionally for a lifetime had already married another woman…

“If Shu’er can’t let go of Chang Kongyu, Father can arrange an identity for you to marry him again. However, this time, Shu’er can only be a concubine.”

I shook my head. “Since he has already remarried, I cannot marry him again.”

“Doesn’t Shu’er like Chang Kongyu very much?” Father frowned

, puzzled. “Liking is liking, but dignity is dignity.” It’s one thing to dislike a man, but I can’t share a man I truly love with another woman. I would rather endure excruciating pain and sever all ties than share my beloved with another woman.

Father looked puzzled; clearly, for him, having multiple women share a man was perfectly normal. It was never associated with dignity.

"Father, I want to go see Chang Kongyu. Then I'll go up Xiyi Mountain with Gu Chen and Han Yi, and wait for you to come and pick me up after you retire."

"Can Shu'er really let go of this?" Father lovingly helped me up and led me to a chair by the round table. "Father can see Shu'er's feelings for Chang Kongyu."

"Father, I won't regret my decision." I comforted Father.

"Shu'er, don't decide too soon. Whatever Shu'er chooses, Father will support you."

"Yes. Thank you, Father." I wiped away the tears on my cheeks and asked, "By the way, Father, why didn't Brother come to see me?" Given how much he cares for me, he couldn't possibly not come.

"Jing'er was going to come, but if neither of us is in the manor, we'll be too conspicuous. So I forced Jing'er not to come." "

Oh." Although I was a little disappointed not to see my brother, for the safety of the whole family, I had to endure not seeing him.

**

Qiu Wancheng. Outside Chang Kong Mansion. On a bustling street.

"Miss, why do we have to sneak in?" Han Yi asked.

"In the eyes of the world, I'm already a dead man. If the people of Changkong Mansion see me, it might cause trouble. So we have to be careful and not let them see me." If things really get complicated, it might be bad for Father and Changkong Yu.

"Hmm. Miss is very thoughtful."

"Gu Chen and I will go in. Han Yi, you wait outside." Han Yi is rather impulsive, and I'm afraid of causing trouble. It's better to have Gu Chen accompany me.

"Why Gu Chen again?" Han Yi frowned unhappily.

I glanced at him and said with a forced smile, "Han Yi, your martial arts are superior, stay outside the manor as backup. If we're discovered, you can come to our rescue immediately."

Han Yi pouted and said, "I know, you can go in."

"Miss, please forgive my intrusion." With that, Gu Chen picked me up and flew over the wall, entering the Changkong manor and heading straight for the east courtyard where Changkong Yu lived…

**

Gu Chen carried me over layers of walls and arrived at the east courtyard. Suddenly, a clear flute melody and melodious zither music drifted towards us. It was Changkong Yu's flute music!

"Gu Chen, let's go to the back garden."

"Okay." Gu Chen responded softly, holding me tightly as they arrived at a lush tree in the back garden.

Among the intertwined branches, in a pavilion with fluttering gauze curtains, Changkong Yu was lazily leaning against a pillar, her eyes slightly closed, playing the flute. On the round table in the pavilion sat a lustrous guqin (a seven-stringed zither), and a woman was skillfully playing it in harmony with the flute, her gaze occasionally drifting towards Chang Kongyu with a smile. Her sweet smile was brimming with happiness and contentment.

Her hair was as black as ink, her eyebrows arched, her almond-shaped eyes alluring, her nose delicate, and her lips glistening. What a beautiful woman!

She and Chang Kongyu, sitting and standing, were so perfectly matched. Thinking of this, my breath caught in my throat, my chest tightened…

After what seemed like an eternity, they walked towards us from the pavilion.

She moved slowly, when suddenly a pebble tripped her, causing her to stumble forward. Chang Kongyu quickly reached out to catch her.

He had once said he would cherish me for life; at the time, I believed he truly loved me alone. Now, I think perhaps I was too naive. Maybe he was simply looking for a woman who wasn't afraid of him. Perhaps he would love any woman who wasn't afraid of him.

Thinking of this, my heart ached, my legs went weak, and I snapped a branch beneath my feet with a soft sound.

"Who?" Chang Kongyu's elegant smile froze instantly. He casually caught a falling leaf and shot it towards me with lightning speed.

Gu Chen reacted swiftly, grabbing my slender waist and spinning several times to avoid the leaf.

Suddenly, Gu Chen landed on the ground not far from them, carrying me. Chang Kongyu,

dressed in light purple robes with flowing sleeves, his long eyebrows like paintings, his deep blue eyes fixed on me coldly on his exquisite face.

His features were still as handsome and refined as ever, but his skin was much paler now—was it from the concern shown during my months-long illness?

"Who are you, and why have you intruded into my residence?" His familiar, clear voice came from his lips, but it lacked the warmth he usually showed when speaking to me.

"We were drawn here by a melodious tune. Please forgive us for any offense we may have caused," Gu Chen apologized with a smile, but his reason was far-fetched.

Chang Kongyu stared at me silently, completely ignoring Gu Chen's words.

Gu Chen awkwardly touched his nose and remained silent.

The autumn wind brushed against him, a few strands of his long hair fluttering in the air before settling back down. "Have we met somewhere before?"

"You recognize me?"

Chang Kongyu shook his head. "I just feel so familiar."

My eyes welled up with tears, my heart aching as if being torn apart, but his words were enough.

"We haven't met. If I had truly met Young Master Changkong, I wouldn't forget."

The chilling autumn wind swept up fallen leaves, creating rolling waves. Silently, it blocked our path.

"Oh?" He narrowed his eyes, staring at me suspiciously, as if trying to read something from my face.

The air suddenly froze. Gu Chen laughed, breaking the silence. "Young Master Changkong, we won't disturb you any longer. We'll take our leave now."

Changkong Yu narrowed his eyes, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Changkong Manor isn't a place you can come and go as you please."

Gu Chen laughed arrogantly. "Haha! If I want to leave, no one can stop me!" With that, he grabbed my waist, leaped over the wall using the trees as stepping stones.

Changkong Yu's face darkened, and he gave chase.

Once outside the high walls of Changkong Manor, Gu Chen called out, "Han Yi, stop him!"

Han Yi nodded, drew his sword, and intercepted Changkong Yu, who was pursuing them.

Changkong Yu immediately touched the wall with his toes, twisting and spinning to avoid Han Yi's attack. His light purple robes billowed as he turned. Soon, Changkong Yu's purple robes intertwined with Han Yi's black robes, the movements so fast that I could no longer distinguish who was who.

Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Gu grabbed my waist, leaped up, and gracefully landed on the bustling street…

I

leaned against the tree in full bloom, the autumn wind scattering petals, a dazzling display of fallen blossoms.

I had thought that after leaving the palace, I could be with Chang Kongyu forever. I never imagined that things would change so drastically. This was the ending that awaited me.

“Miss…” Gu Chen stood beside me, carefully calling my name softly.

Even if our love was passionate and intense, what did it matter? In the end, we only ended up with a cold, desolate, and tragic separation!

I shook my head, looking up at the falling flowers, “I’m fine, you don’t need to worry.”

If fate had destined us to be apart, why did I have to love him so wholeheartedly, so unconditionally, so painfully? The

snow-white blossoms on the tree drifted down with the wind, scattering white petals all over my head. My heart aches so much, so much. It feels like someone has ripped a hole in it! Does loving deeply mean being destined to be hurt deeply? Is that so? Is that how it is?

"Has Qin'er arrived?" I tried to change the subject, to stop myself from wallowing in heartache.

"Yes, she's waiting in the lobby."

"Qin'er's already here? Why didn't you say so sooner?!" My eyebrows furrowed.

"I came to tell you this, but I forgot when I got here."

"It's only a few steps from the lobby to the backyard, how could you forget?" I found it unbelievable.

"I'm sorry, Miss." Gu Chen's face flushed slightly, as if someone had caught him in a secret.

Hearing his apology, I felt embarrassed instead. "I didn't mean to blame you, I just think you forgot too quickly." And it was too 'strange' that you forgot, but I didn't have the mind to think about that now. "Alright, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to see Qin'er." It's been almost a year since I last saw her, has Qin'er become even more beautiful?

"

Qin'er!" I called Qin'er's name as I ran.

"Miss!" She ran out of the main hall and hugged me tightly.

"Qin'er, cough, cough! Hug me gently."

"Miss, I'm sorry, I was too excited." Qin'er smiled through her tears.

"Qin'er, how have you been this past year?"

"I've been very well. Everyone in the Changkong Manor has been kind to me."

"That's good." I nodded with relief.

"Miss, it's so good you're back. Do you know that the young master was sick for several months because of you?"

"He was sick because of me?"

Qin'er nodded sadly. "But a few months ago, Miss Xin'er miraculously became unafraid of the young master's appearance. The young master then kept his promise to Master Changkong and married her." At this point, Qin'er's voice quickened, as if afraid I would misunderstand Changkong Yu. "But Miss, please don't misunderstand the young master. After recovering from his illness, he forgot two years of his memory. He accidentally forgot you too. That's why he remarried."

"Why is Qin'er speaking up for Changkong Yu?" Logically, Qin'er should be defending me.

"Miss, actually, the young master is very pitiful. He was so ill he almost died."

My heart clenched; I hadn't realized how serious his illness was.

"The Changkong Manor should have been able to handle the young master's funeral arrangements much better, but then he miraculously recovered. Everyone in the Changkong Manor was overjoyed. Master Changkong was afraid that the young master would be saddened again if he thought of you, so he decreed that no one in the Changkong Manor should ever mention Miss again." Qin'er lowered her head sadly. "I thought Miss was really gone, and I thought it would be good that Miss Xin'er was taking care of the young master. At least with Miss Xin'er around, the young master wouldn't seem so pitiful."

Qin'er excitedly grabbed my arm. "Miss, let's go see the young master now. I think that even if the young master doesn't remember you, he will fall in love with you again when he sees you."

I shook my head. "Qin'er, no. I won't go see him again."

"Why, Miss?!" Qin'er's eyes widened.

“Since he has remarried, it only means that we are not meant to be.”

Qin’er was extremely anxious and tried to persuade her earnestly. “Miss, it’s actually very common for men to have multiple wives and concubines. As long as the young master treats you well, that’s enough. Why should you leave him just because he remarried? He is a truly good person to you.”

“Qin’er, please don’t try to persuade me anymore. I’ve made up my mind.”

“But the young master…”

I interrupted Qin’er before she could finish speaking. “Alright, Qin’er. You know my temper. Once I’ve made up my mind, not even nine oxen can pull me back. So please don’t try to persuade me anymore.”

Seeing that I was angry, Qin’er obediently changed the subject. “Miss, what exactly happened to you in the past year or so? Why did you only come to me now?”

“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you slowly later. Qin’er, I’m leaving here tomorrow. I’ll redeem you from your servitude, okay?”

“Miss, I…” Qin’er looked troubled.

“Qin’er, what’s wrong?” I asked with concern.

“Miss, I have someone I like, and I don’t want to let him down. But I also really want to go with you.” Qin’er bit her lower lip, her face full of the pain of a difficult choice.

“Silly girl, what’s so difficult about that? A girl has to get married eventually. You can’t stay an old maid with me forever. It’s good that you have someone you like, then I won’t have to bother finding you a husband.”

Qin’er stamped her foot in embarrassment and said angrily, “Miss, I’m being serious, and you’re making fun of me.”

“Hehe, I won’t tease you anymore. Qin’er, congratulations on finally finding a husband. By the way, who is he? Do I know him?”

“Miss knows him. He’s A-Yuan, who often goes with the young master.”

“A-Yuan, this young man is quite good.” I nodded and said. “Qin’er has good taste. He’s not only handsome, but also very honest.” Most importantly, A-Yuan often goes with Chang Kongyu, so his status is naturally higher than others. Qin’er will definitely not suffer if she goes with him.

"Miss, you always say such inappropriate things." Qin'er blushed after hearing this.

I'm relieved that Qin'er has found a good home. I took her hand, placed it in my palm, patted the back of her hand, and said, "Qin'er, I'm leaving tomorrow. Take care. Also, don't tell anyone about seeing me, understand?"

Qin'er nodded, "Okay." She bit her lower lip, still unwilling to give up, and tried again, "Miss, are you really not going to see the young master?"

"No."

"Miss! Just go see the young master. Maybe you'll change your mind after seeing him." Qin'er was still persistent. Sigh, this silly girl.

"Qin'er, have dinner with me. After dinner, I'll have Gu Chen take you back to Changkong Mansion. A-Yuan will be worried if you go back late." I couldn't resist and immediately changed the subject…

Chapter 035 Another Slave Acquired

In the vast forest, birdsong filled the air. Lying lazily on the couch by the window, I watched the clouds gather and disperse.

After leaving Qiuwan City, Gu Chen, Han Yi, and I moved here for a while. We originally planned to stay for a few months, but the beautiful scenery here has captivated me. Now I'm a little reluctant to leave, but staying a few more months wouldn't be a bad thing.

Suddenly, the trees in the nearby forest rustled, and a flock of birds took flight. The atmosphere was extremely eerie.

I narrowed my eyes and called out without turning around, "Gu Chen, Han Yi. Come and see!"

"What's wrong, Miss?" Han Yi asked.

My gaze was deep, fixed on the direction of the birds taking flight. I raised my chin. "The birds there are taking flight all at once. Do you know why?"

"There's a fight going on there," Han Yi said confidently, stroking his chin.

"Oh," I responded softly, no longer asking questions, and continued to stare blankly at the clouds drifting in the wind.

"Miss, should we go take a look?" After all, he was a hot-blooded man, always showing great interest in matters of fighting.

I shook my head and said, "No." It wasn't that I was cold-blooded and wouldn't help, but I didn't understand right and wrong in others' affairs. If I rashly interfered, I might harm the 'good person'. After all, the world isn't just black and white; many grudges and feuds are beyond the understanding of outsiders.

After a while, Han Yi frowned again, "Miss, something bad has happened. They seem to be attacking in our direction."

I smiled. Although reason told me not to meddle, the chivalrous spirit of 'helping those in need' hidden in my bones made me unable to bear watching the 'good person' die. It wasn't that I was particularly kind-hearted; it was just that I had read too many martial arts novels in my past life and had been assimilated.

"It seems that fate wants us to get involved. Let's hide and see what happens." Although seeing the situation wouldn't reveal anything, it was still a decision to help one side.

"Yes, Miss." Han Yi was faster than Gu Chen, grabbing my waist and lifting me up into the tall, dense tree branch.

Gu Chen silently flew up the tree after me.

I gripped the thick branches with both hands, standing steadily among the forks.

Sure enough, a moment later, I heard the ear-piercing sound of sharp weapons clashing.

Then, hundreds of figures leaped and bounded to our thatched hut.

Hundreds of monks surrounded one person.

I frowned. Hundreds of people against one person?

Huh? That back view was familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before.

Before I could think further, I saw him slightly tilt his head, revealing a pair of bewitching eyes, with a blood-red beauty mark between his brows. He had a compassionate appearance, like a Bodhisattva. I opened my eyes wide, almost crying out, Feng Wei?!

"Feng Wei?" Han Yi was also surprised, "Why is he being chased today?"

"Tch! He deserves it! He killed so many people, of course he's being chased by others!" Seeing him, my heart ached with hatred. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have ended up in this situation with Chang Kongyu!

"But something's not right. Feng Yu has so many people under his command, so why is he the only one we see now?" Han Yi asked sharply.

Gu Chen said, "Judging from his tattered clothes, he's clearly been through a fierce battle. His men were probably all killed."

**

I had intended to coldly watch Feng Yu be hacked to death. But then someone appeared, making me hesitate…

He leaped down from the sky.

A long wind raged, his black hair danced wildly, his clothes fluttered. Graceful and elegant, he was as ethereal as a fairy.

"You've been using me all along?"

"So what if I am?"

"You're truly despicable!" Feng Yu spat out these words through gritted teeth.

"In this world, only the victor is king and the loser is villain. Methods are never the most important thing." Yu Mu's eyes, which had a hint of compassion, darkened considerably.

"Haha! You think you can kill me?" A flash of sword light appeared in Feng Yu's hand, and all the black-robed men attacking him fell straight to the ground without exception!

"Such destructive power. It would be impossible to achieve this without extreme resentment. It seems Feng Yu has been betrayed by Yu Mu," Han Yi whispered in my ear.

Yu Mu coldly curled her lips. "Whether I can kill you or not, we'll see."

I frowned. "Strange, when Feng Yu was wreaking havoc, Yu Mu didn't come out to 'clean house,' so why is he coming out to 'clean house' now that the world is at peace?" Something's not right! A

fierce wind howled, and the sky darkened. The world beneath the trees was as grotesque and terrifying as if it had fallen into a demonic realm. One by one, the black-robed figures were dismembered by Feng Yu's sharp sword, blood and flesh flying everywhere. This method of killing was truly cruel beyond measure! I dared not look, averting my gaze.

His gaze swept over Yu Mu, who stood silently in place, his dark, deep eyes, as dark as midnight, still faintly revealing compassion, his expression as calm as still water. It was as if those killed by Feng Yu had nothing to do with him. The atmosphere was extremely eerie. He truly was a 'monster'! This was what a true monster of the human world should be called. -- Such a person wouldn't usually be content to hide in the mountains; he had ambition, and even more so, power. Ruthless and cruel, with no moral compass, like a lurking, ferocious tiger. If given the opportunity, he would surely rebel and become king of the mountains, and might even wreak havoc on the world…

Thinking back to their conversation:

'You've been using me all along?'

'So what?'

'You're despicable!'

'In this world, only the victor reigns supreme. Methods are never the most important thing.'

Using? What did Yu Mu use Feng Yu for? Feng Yu. The greatest thing Feng Yu did was disrupt the peace of the world. I opened my eyes wide. Had he been used by Yu Mu?! Did Yu Mu want to plunge the world into chaos?

Heavens! Could Yu Mu's ambition be the entire world?

When I came to my senses, I saw Yu Mu leap several feet into the air with lightning speed, whipping Feng Yu. A cold light flashed, and Feng Yu, unable to dodge, was struck and fell to the ground.

My heart trembled. A sneak attack from behind—it was utterly treacherous and despicable. Feng Yu was killed?!

A black-robed man went over and placed his hand on Feng Yu's carotid artery.

"Reporting to Lord Gui Yue, he still has a pulse. Should I cut off his head immediately?"

Yu Mu put his hands behind his back, looked up at the thatched hut where we lived, and said calmly, "No need. After all, we are brothers. Let him have his bones intact. Drag him into the thatched hut and burn him."

"Yes," several black-robed men replied, bowing.

A chill ran through me. Feng Yuren wasn't dead yet, and instead of a quick death, he wanted to burn him alive! Was he incredibly malicious, or was he saying something like, "After all, we're brothers, let him live"? Ugh! What a heartless bastard!!

Yu Mu coldly watched as Feng Yuren was dragged into our hut. The thatched hut was quickly engulfed in flames. The acrid smell of burning thatch made Yu Mu frown. He rubbed his nose slightly, turned, and left, coldly ordering, "Remember to watch this hut turn to ashes."

"Yes." Several men in black bowed respectfully as Yu Mu left.

In that brief moment of their bowed heads, I whispered, "Han Yi, save him!" Although I desperately wanted Feng Yuren burned to death, I knew what was more important.

"Yes." Han Yi leaped through the window at the back of the thatched hut, scooped up Feng Wei's body, and swiftly emerged. The movements were completed in an instant, demonstrating Han Yi's exceptional martial arts skills…

Only

after the raging flames had completely consumed the thatched hut did the monks leave.

Gu Chen carried me down from the tall tree. Looking at the ashes of the thatched hut, he said with heartache, "The thatched hut we built in three days is destroyed just like that."

I frowned, lamenting that this beautiful place had been tainted by bloodshed.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Gu Chen, do you think Feng Wei can be saved?"

Gu Chen knelt down, took Feng Wei's hand, and felt his pulse. "Although his injuries are severe, his martial arts foundation is strong. He should be able to be saved."

"Hmm, then save him."

"Why should Miss save him? Isn't he the one who harmed you the most?" Han Yi asked, frowning.

"You'll know later." I didn't want to mention Feng Wei anymore. Mentioning him made me uncomfortable.

**

On another small hillside, we built a few more thatched huts, but this time there was someone I loathed.

"Miss, Feng Wei is awake."

"Oh? He's awake so quickly?" He'd only been recuperating for half a month and he was already awake? It seems his injuries weren't that serious.

"I'll go see him." I stood up and slowly walked towards the thatched hut where he was recuperating…

Seeing me enter, Feng Wei opened his slightly closed eyes, surprised, "It's you?"

I sneered, "Good memory, you still recognize me."

He slowly closed his eyes, "Enough nonsense. Now that I'm in your hands, do whatever you want with me!"

I said coldly, "Is this how you speak to your savior?"

"Hmph, you saved me just to torture me, didn't you? Death isn't the only painful thing in this world; sometimes being alive is more painful than dying." Savior? Bah! Nobody believes that.

"Oh? So being burned alive in a fire, isn't that the greatest suffering?"

"What exactly do you want?" Feng Yu opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife as he looked at me.

"That's a good question." I nodded approvingly. "There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Since I saved your life, you're mine from now on."

"Your person?" Feng Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Be my servant. If I tell you to go east, you can't go west." Isn't making such a proud person someone else's servant the best way to humiliate him? -- He's right, death isn't the only thing that's painful in this world; sometimes being alive is more painful than dying.

"Dream on!" Feng Yu's dark, night-like eyes narrowed fiercely.

"You're such a coward!" I spat lightly.

He opened his eerie eyes wide, staring at me menacingly, as if he had been greatly humiliated. "Kill me or torture me, it's up to you, stop talking nonsense!"

I was surprised. I had thought Feng Yu was an extremely evil person, but I didn't expect him to have such a bloodthirsty side. This is a good sign; I can't control someone who is too evil.

“If we wanted to kill you, we wouldn’t have gone to so much trouble to save you. Saving someone only to kill them later, do you think I’m just sitting around doing nothing?” I laughed. “As the saying goes, ‘A true man can bend and stretch.’ And another saying goes, ‘Where there’s life, there’s hope.’ Did you suffer such humiliation that you don’t want revenge? Are you really willing to let Yu Mu’s scheme succeed like this?”

His body visibly trembled, his eerie eyes fixed on me. “What are your motives? How do you know about my feud with Yu Mu?”

“I have no motives. I just happen to be short a servant. As for how I know about your feud with Yu Mu, that’s not something you should know.”

“You think I’d believe your nonsense?”

"Believe it or not, it's your choice. I won't force you." I gave a faint, cold laugh. "But I'll only give you two choices: one, agree to become my servant, and then you'll have a chance for revenge. Two, don't agree to become my servant, and then I'll sever your tendons and imprison you in a dark, sunless room for the rest of your life."

"..." He pursed his lips, remaining silent.

"I'll give you the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to consider. A wise person knows when to yield, and I think you're a smart man who should know which choice is most beneficial to you."

Having said that, I sat down at the small wooden table, poured myself a cup of warm tea, and sipped it leisurely.

"Alright, I agree." After a cup of tea, Feng Wei calmly gave me his answer.

Tsk! He has the air of someone who's about to do great things, and he calmed down so quickly? Not simple!

I nodded and looked up at him. "Okay, then you can sign a contract of servitude later."

"I, Feng Wei, keep my word. Besides, a worthless piece of paper can't bind me if I want to go back on my word." He glared at me as if I had insulted him again.

I waved my hand and casually replied, "Okay, I believe you. But that's procedure, and I have to follow it."

"You don't believe me?" Feng Wei narrowed his eyes again.

I found that I really disliked seeing him narrow his eyes; he looked too strange, and it made me uncomfortable. "And don't narrow your eyes so often in the future. Don't you know that a servant should keep their eyes downcast?"

"You!" Feng Wei snapped.

"Don't do it again, or don't blame me for disciplining you according to the rules of slavery."

"Han Yi, Gu Chen, come in."

"Yes, Miss."

"Really, what kind of behavior is it for two grown men to hide outside the door like little wives?!"

"Miss, we know we were wrong." Han Yi and Gu Chen lowered their eyes.

I was stunned. Were they addicted to role-playing?

I lowered my eyes, deciding to ignore those two. "Go get some white silk and have him write a contract of servitude." With that, I slowly strolled towards the door, intending to retreat to my thatched hut.

Han Yi, Gu Chen, and I came out together.

"Pfft!" Han Yi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

I turned around sensitively, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. I just didn't know Miss had a talent for torturing people."

"What?" I blinked. When did I become a torturist?

"Miss, didn't you want to cut Feng Wei's tendons and imprison him in a dark, sunless room to live out his days?"

"Uh, I was just trying to scare him." Actually, this was much milder than piercing someone's collarbone.

“Miss, Feng Yu is right. If he wants to go back on his word, a contract can't bind him.”

I glanced at Han Yi indifferently. “That's proof of his servitude. If he goes back on his word in the future, I'll have someone to reason with, won't I?”

“But we have to act as if we never signed any contract of servitude.” Han Yi said with some difficulty.

Does he really think he's my servant? “You don't need to. I trust you.”

“Without rules, there can be no order. Since Feng Yu has made the contract, there's no reason for us to be exceptions.” Han Yi added.

I sighed softly, “Whatever you want.”

“Yes, Miss. Then I'll prepare three sets of white silk.” Han Yi said excitedly.

“Hmm.” I chuckled and nodded helplessly. In this world, perhaps only Han Yi and Gu Chen are so happy being servants.

What is their purpose in doing this? Or rather, what do they want to get from me?

The capital city's four gates are closed, neither allowing anyone to leave nor enter.

“Have you found out what happened?”

“The secret report says it's a plague.” Gu Chen replied.

I jumped up from my chair in shock. "We're going to the capital!" I exclaimed.

"No!" Gu Chen and Han Yi objected in unison.

Gu Chen anxiously pleaded, "Miss, this plague is too severe. Almost everyone on Nanhua Street in the capital has died. You absolutely cannot go to the capital."

I rubbed my temples and waved my hand at them. "Don't you think this plague in the capital is too suspicious?" Leaving aside the fact that viral transmission usually has warning signs, the speed of death alone is too bizarre. An entire street died in less than a month? That's impossible. — Something unusual must be going on.

Gu Chen, quick-witted as ever, understood immediately. "Miss suspects this is related to Yu Mu?" —Ghost Leap Valley's poisons are renowned throughout the land, and only Ghost Leap Valley could use poison with such bizarre speed. And the only person who could order the use of such medicine is Yu Mu.

"Hmm." I nodded slightly, a slight smile playing on my lips. "Since we suspect it's poison, and from Ghost Valley at that, then I think Feng Yu must have an antidote."

Gu Chen's brows relaxed, his eyes brightening. "Is that why Miss wanted to save Feng Yu?"

"Yes." I nodded again. Otherwise, why would I save someone I wished dead?

Han Yi grinned. "Miss is incredibly insightful."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "It's not that I'm incredibly insightful, it's just that I'm good at observing." I had a premonition that Feng Yu would soon take some kind of action, and I predicted that he would either strike in the capital or at the border (the capital is the political core of the country, and the border is the lifeline of national security; if he's going to make a move, he'll only target these two places first). I had a premonition he would use poison (because Gui Yue's greatest strengths are poison and mechanical arts, but mechanical arts are only useful on the battlefield, so I deduced he would definitely use poison), but I never expected him to use something so cruel and inhuman: a poison like a plague, a catastrophe bestowed by heaven!

This person's nature is even more sinister and ruthless than I thought. Keeping such a ruthless and capable person in the world will only harm the common people! What kind of compassionate person is this, guided by the stars? It's utter nonsense!

I frowned and said again, "We need to act quickly! Otherwise, even more people will die."

Gu Chen frowned, "But Miss, are you sure Feng Yu will 'carefully' help us concoct an antidote?"

"She will." I answered very confidently, simply because Yu Mu and Feng Yu have a huge hatred for each other. "If you have an enemy, wouldn't you try your best to destroy what your enemy wants to achieve?" That's human nature. Although I haven't seen through human nature completely, I can at least see it.

“Yes, Miss is right.” Gu Chen nodded, but a certain unseen light in his eyes deepened. “Then Han Yi and I will go down and prepare some dry rations.”

I pretended not to see the almost obsessive 'light' in his eyes, not because I disdained to care, but because I fundamentally doubted it was an act.

I nodded lightly, "Hurry up."

Though my surface was calm, my heart was churning like a stormy sea. The silk handkerchief in my hand was twisted tightly. An entire street of people had died?! How many lives were lost on just one street in the bustling capital?

**

Gu Chen, Han Yi, Feng Yu, and I rode our horses, traveling day and night towards the capital.

When we arrived at the Qinglong Street city gate, Gu Chen showed the waist token my father had given me, and the guards opened the gate to let us in.

Once inside, Gu Chen took out four black pills from his pocket and gave me one.

Without asking what the black pill was, I took it and put it in my mouth. Then, I took out a water pouch from my waist, tilted my head back, and swallowed the pill with water in two gulps.

Seeing my 'trust', Gu Chen's eyes softened and he smiled slightly.

I glanced at him; I only swallowed the medicine so readily because I knew it was to prevent bacterial infection. His expression—was it an overacting performance? Or just too fake?

I lowered my head, pretending again that I hadn't seen or heard anything…

Gazing at the deserted Qinglongmen Street, I thought to myself: With such a big incident, Father certainly wouldn't be staying at the mansion. Where Father goes would cause quite a stir; perhaps the guards at the city gates would know where he is.

So I turned to the guard closest to me and asked, "Do you know where Prime Minister Baili is now?"

"Reporting to Young Master, Prime Minister Baili is probably on official business on Donghua Street."

'Official business'? I frowned. Why did the guard at the city gates seem to have such a veiled meaning in his words

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