Chapter 1248 I Will Remember

Song Chunxue rubbed her face with both hands, sometimes really wanting to hang Qi Yun up and beat him up.

Who told him to act on his own and make such a mess of things!

They'd only met for a few days, yet they insisted on leaving a deep impression on her so that she could survive the days she wouldn't see Xie Zheng again, relying on those memories.

Young people are too reckless and don't know their own limitations!

What good is living a long life if you never have children or experience the trials and tribulations of life? You'll always be a child who never grows up!

Those who have lost their emotional ties have also had most of their joys and sorrows removed, leaving only their clever and straightforward nature!

She rubbed her clothes and thought, "Whatever."

She leaned on the stove with one hand and put the other on her hip, tilting her head to look up at him.

A mix of helplessness and a sense of resignation.

"So, how do you think I should treat you?" People laugh when they're at their wits' end. "Do I distance myself so you can focus on your spiritual practice, and that you're not satisfied?"

Xie Zheng said seriously, "I think it's wrong to disappoint and upset a woman who once loved you."

"...". She's eloquent, very eloquent.

Even before he lost his memory, Xie Zheng couldn't have come up with such beautiful words no matter how hard he tried.

Song Chunxue felt that this person was taking advantage of her amnesia and pure intentions to act like a hooligan.

She grabbed Xie Zheng's collar and pulled him in front of her, their noses almost touching.

“I’m not disappointed or sad, you are just…” She wanted to say he had no feelings for her, but she couldn’t bear to. “You still understand these things now? If I were to treat you like Xie Zheng used to be, and take advantage of you, even to the point of having sex with you, how would you react?”

"Of course, I'm still Xie Zheng." He nodded as he spoke. "They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, so I should do whatever I want."

"..." Turtle God, who taught him to say that?

Song Chunxue couldn't help but push him away and take two steps back, wondering if he had been corrupted by someone, and that he wasn't like this yesterday!

No, his tone of voice is somewhat similar to Wuyou's!

Song Chunxue took a deep breath to calm herself. Yes, that must be it.

Otherwise, how could a perfectly good person turn into a good-for-nothing?!

"Wuyou, come out." She said in a deep voice, "You went out late last night, did you go to Lord Xie's room?"

"It's not his fault, I think he makes a good point..."

"Shut up!" Song Chunxue's gaze was icy. "Wuyou, come out now. I'll count to three, one, two..."

Wuyou suddenly rushed in from outside, "I'm here, calm down, I didn't do anything, I just caught up with Lord Xie. After all, I used to like him so much. Actually, I miss Lord Xie more than you do. I accidentally talked about some things from your past..."

As they were talking, Wuyou stopped.

Because Song Chunxue was holding the Overlord Sword, pointing it at Wuyou, and the cold, sharp tip of the sword was only a hair's breadth away from slicing Wuyou.

This is too hurtful... It hurts Shangjian's heart. Although Wuyou has no heart, he has self-respect, which is not much different from that of a young lady.

Although Wuyou suddenly changed tactics and began to sob, "Song Chunxue, you have hurt me so much. We have known each other for more than seven years, and you actually pointed a sword at me. Do you know how I feel?"

Still feeling down?

Song Chunxue asked him with disdain, "You still have the mood? What heart do you have to be hurt? Don't try to change the subject. I'm asking you, what did you talk about with him last night?"

"..." Wuyou quietly moved closer to Xie Zheng. If he had eyes, he would definitely be looking sneaky right now.

Xie Zheng couldn't bear it and whispered to her, "Ah Xue, don't pressure him, actually he..."

"Don't call me Ah Xue!" Song Chunxue got angry and pointed her sword at Xie Zheng. "Only he can call me Ah Xue. No matter how much you try to imitate him, you are not him."

Her voice trembled at the end of the next sentence.

That's enough!

A cold sword, a person devoid of emotions—she's out of her mind, trying to reason with them.

No wonder I'm so angry!

She sheathed her Overlord Sword and walked out, saying, "You two stay home and don't follow me."

Xie Zheng chased after him, "Song... Senior Brother, don't be angry. I'll remember. Trust me, it won't be long before I try to grow love threads and won't make you angry anymore. Don't go."

"..." Song Chunxue's legs suddenly felt like they were filled with lead, so heavy that she couldn't lift them.

This is terrible, how could this happen...

He was quite sincere; knowing he had upset her, he even apologized.

But hearing his apology made her feel even worse.

Everything was fine before, and I was so kind and worry-free!

She picked up the riding whip from behind the door, turned around, and walked towards Wuyou.

"Ahhh, what are you doing?" Wuyou quickly darted out of the house. "You're being unreasonable, Song Chunxue! I was just trying to be kind, and he was trying to be kind too, so why did you hit me?"

"Anyway, you won't feel any pain. Just stand there and let me whip you a couple of times, what's wrong with that?" As she spoke, Song Chunxue tugged at the riding whip in her hand. "Or do you want me to whip Lord Xie?"

Wuyou leaped onto the fortress wall. "Fine, as long as you're willing, I'd love to see him get whipped."

Xie Zheng stepped forward, bowed his head and apologized, "I'm sorry, I crossed the line and made you feel uncomfortable. I apologize, it won't happen again."

Song Chunxue rubbed her forehead, closed her eyes, and waved her hand, "It's okay, you go about your business, I'll go dig potatoes."

"I……"

"You stay here!" Song Chunxue didn't want to take him out with her. "If you're going out, lock the door. The lock is on the back of the door. I'm leaving."

If she didn't leave soon, she was afraid she would lose her composure.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

"Is Sister Song home? This is Meiyang."

Song Chunxue quickly opened the door. "You want to talk to me about something? Let's go to the fabric shop."

"Oh? That's fine too."

Xie Zheng walked over, staring at the man in front of him, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

“Alright, then come back soon, senior brother.” Xie Zheng’s eyes were fixed on Mei Yang. “I am willing to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, but I have a few questions that I need your help with, senior brother.”

"..." Mei Yang took two steps back, not expecting Lord Xie to be there as well, his stare making his neck feel cold.