Chapter 79 Didn't you say you'd be with him for life...?

The martial artist's knock on the door was exceptionally solid.

"Are you alright? May I come in?"

"At this point, why are you still asking why you can't come in? Come in! Come in!"

The girl was so anxious that she kept pounding on the bed.

Wei Xuan quickly pushed the door open and entered.

The moment the door opened, the moonlight poured into the room without any obstruction, shining nakedly on the bed.

Wei Xuan's expression froze.

Just five steps away, pink curtains swayed gently in the wind.

In the empty, square bed, Xue Lanyi sat slumped, her black hair disheveled.

The collar of her nightgown was loose, revealing her fair and smooth right shoulder and collarbone, which shimmered in the moonlight.

The light yellow silk dress was thin and light, highlighting the girl's constantly rising and falling chest.

Wei Xuan quickly averted his gaze and paused for half a step.

Xue Lanyi was unaware that springtime was subtly revealed at that moment.

She was just scared, her eyes reddening with anxiety, "Come and hug me! What are you standing there for?"

The girl was both anxious and angry, and opened her arms with a pitiful expression.

Wei Xuancai disregarded everything else, rushed forward, sat down on the edge of the couch, and embraced her.

The general's body was like a solid boulder, very stable, yet less angular than a mountain rock, and warmer.

Xue Lanyi nestled in his strong arms, the surrounding chill no longer bothering her.

Her breathing gradually eased, and she leaned on Wei Xuan's shoulder, sobbing intermittently.

Wei Xuan didn't ask any questions. He stroked her back with one broad hand and used the other to light the candlestick on the footstool by the bed.

Those were multi-branched candlesticks that he made especially for Xue Lanyi.

The candlestick is about half an arm's length tall, but it is very lightweight because it is openwork. Three candles can be placed on it, and the light is no dimmer than the corridor lamp that Xue Lanyi once made.

The candles were lit one by one.

As dawn broke for Xue Lanyi.

There was no hand choking her, no bottomless swamp, only the lamp Ah Xuan lit for her, and the cloth tiger Ah Hong's mother made for her.

Also, Ah Xuan smelled nice after taking a bath.

She is loved by many people.

Her heart quickly filled up again, and she wrapped her arms around Wei Xuan's waist. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you."

She knew she was probably having another episode of hysteria, or going crazy again.

She nestled against Wei Xuan's shoulder like a child who had made a mistake, speaking softly.

"Let's not talk about that."

How could Wei Xuan not understand?

She just wanted him; she felt safe when he was around.

Wei Xuan gently straightened her loose clothes and lightly rubbed his chin against her shoulder. "Don't be afraid. After we get married, I will stay with Yiyi day and night and I will not let nightmares frighten her anymore."

It's as if the nightmare is a naughty child, deliberately jumping out to scare her.

Wei Xuan's analogy made Xue Lanyi feel much better. A smile crept up her eyes, which were still wet with tears, and she bit her lip and said, "Actually, I wasn't having a nightmare."

As soon as she said it, Xue Lanyi's cheeks burned.

Wei Xuan noticed her fever rising and then took a good look at her.

The girl's eyes and brows were flushed, her cheeks were red, and her breathing was still uneven.

"you……"

Wei Xuan touched her forehead and found it was indeed burning hot. "You have a fever?"

"Have Ah Hong fetch some well water, I'll go find a doctor."

No! No, that's not it!

Xue Lanyi quickly pulled him back as he tried to get up, gently shaking his hand, "Think about it again."

Xue Lanyi recalled the lingering kiss she had shared in the dark tent earlier.

It's clear that Ah Xuan wasn't in the house at the time.

The people in that room are...

That should be...

Could it be...?

Did she have a wet dream?

She even dreamt that she was making love with him?

Xue Lanyi was extremely embarrassed, lowered her eyes slightly, and frowned deeply.

Wei Xuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that her expression was lively and her complexion was rosy, so she didn't seem to be sick.

He looked at her suspiciously.

"Yiyi, could it be..." Wei Xuan hesitated for a moment, "that you're drunk?"

"you!"

Xue Lanyi choked, glaring at him angrily, "You're drunk yourself, yet you dare to make fun of me! Idiot! Ah Xuan is an idiot!"

She reached out and punched his chest.

Wei Xuan took a few solid punches, but did not deny that he had been drinking.

Wei Xuan did not drink alcohol normally.

He knew that Xue Lanyi was easily intoxicated, so he had never drunk much alcohol since he was a child. Even when he won a battle in the army and had gatherings with Zhou Yu and the others, he mostly substituted tea for alcohol.

Today, surprisingly, he took the initiative to drink alcohol, and his body exuded a subtle, refreshing aura.

As Xue Lanyi got excited, the sweet fragrance of peach blossom wine wafted out from her body.

Two people who don't drink alcohol both drank alcohol today, without prior arrangement.

The purpose is naturally the same.

As the saying goes, alcohol emboldens the timid.

Xue Lanyi stopped trying to hide it and went all the way, "I...I had that kind of dream!"

He spoke with a stiff neck and a self-righteous air.

After saying that, she covered her face in embarrassment.

However, the blush still seeped through her fingers, spreading to her ears and neck, turning her porcelain-white skin completely red.

In her dream, she not only actively clung to him, but also shamelessly demanded him.

The heat surging in my veins hasn't dissipated yet.

How could she be so lustful?

How embarrassing.

Xue Lanyi covered her face even tighter.

Wei Xuan looked down and saw that the girl had blocked her own breath.

He pulled her right hand away.

Xue Lanyi was able to breathe through one nostril, and her other eye was forced to see the light again. She saw that the man's face in front of her was just as red as hers.

He was also embarrassed, but he forced a smile and said, "N-nothing, I... I sometimes have those kinds of dreams too."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes drifted away.

He said this to comfort Xue Lanyi, so that she wouldn't feel too ashamed and wouldn't even lift her face.

But upon hearing his words, Xue Lanyi immediately stopped feeling embarrassed. She opened her fingers to reveal her other eye and curiously examined Wei Xuan. "Who...who did you dream about?"

Wei Xuan didn't answer, but his embarrassment deepened.

Xue Lanyi was actually fully aware of the situation.

He must have dreamed about her.

Ah Xuan was mischievous when he was young, but he is now composed. He has never crossed the line in any period of his life.

Could someone like him even dream of...our wedding night with her?

Xue Lanyi's heart was pounding, but she couldn't resist her curiosity and moved closer to him, and the two sat side by side.

She gently touched his elbow. "When...when did you dream about it? What did you dream about?"

Do I need to be that specific?

Wei Xuan straightened his back and spoke in a stiff voice.

"I'll listen!" She took Wei Xuan's arm and rested her head on his shoulder.

He helped her out of a predicament, but she ended up surrounding him instead.

Wei Xuan smiled helplessly, his stiff, cold hand grasping hers. "It's just... on Yiyi's coming-of-age banquet, I drank too much..."

"Oh, so Ah Xuan has been a little pervert and a little rascal since he was a kid."

"I... I didn't mean to overstep my bounds, I just... I just like it so much."

The sound grew fainter and fainter.

The girl burst out laughing, "Silly Ah Xuan!"

Her clear, melodious laughter, like the tinkling of silver bells, echoed in the room and pierced through the back window.

It's hard to imagine that the girl who was just panicked and frightened, and comforting others, is now leaning sweetly on someone's shoulder.

Her light voice was free of any impurities or worries.

It turns out she has such a sharp temper; she's not afraid to curse or hit people.

So, it turns out that those improper words can be expressed to each other so frankly?

Beside the window, a man dressed in black had his hands slightly curled up behind his back.

The warm scent of her body still lingered on my fingertips.

At that moment, she was smiling brightly in someone else's arms.

Wei Zhang gently rubbed the pad of his finger, which was adorned with a black jade thumb ring.

Even though there was nothing in his hand and he wasn't using much force, Qingyang, who was waiting to the side, felt something shatter at his fingertips.

The rustling sound of crushing something, inch by inch, was terrifying.

Qingyang knew that the Duke was angry, but there seemed to be some other emotions mixed in with his anger.

Is it envy?

Qingyang bent slightly, glancing at Wei Zhang's thinner back out of the corner of his eye.

For four days and four nights, they traveled from Shengjing to the northern border, searching for Xue Lanyi and the eldest son.

However, the eldest son's whereabouts were indeed elusive, leaving no clues along the way.

There was no news of Xue Lanyi along the way, and Wei Zhang remained almost completely silent.

It wasn't until the day before yesterday, when Qingyang, following the master's instructions, spread the news of the emperor's serious illness, that everything took a turn for the better.

They followed the clues and found this peach blossom valley.

I didn't see any peach blossoms, but I did see a cheerful expanse of red.

Meanwhile, the Duke's mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, in preparation for the wedding of the Duke's wife.

However, the red silk hanging in Shengjing had faded after some time.

It is completely different from the fiery red of this place.

Of course, the lady is also completely different from the lady she was in the Duke's mansion.

Qingyang lowered his head and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Sir, would you like to bring Madam back to the manor immediately?"

Wei Zhang's gaze remained fixed on the figures sitting side by side on the paper window.

His eyes were dark and icy, with only the redness at the corners of his eyes not yet completely gone.

He remained silent.

Qingyang felt a chill run down his spine.

He had no intention of forcing Xue Lanyi to comply.

But it's clear that the master won't let Xue Lanyi off the hook.

The more laughter and joy fill the room at this time, the louder the crying will be the day afterward, and the more people will cry.

Since we can't change the master's attitude, we might as well stop things from getting worse.

Qingyang swallowed hard. "Since you miss your wife, why don't you..."

Wei Zhang turned and left, his face showing little expression.

Only the heavy cloak billowed up, stirring up the chilly autumn wind.

Behind the house, the bamboo forest was also stirred up by the wind and waves.

Deep in the desolate bamboo forest, the bamboo is bent low under the weight of the trees, and the rustling of the leaves comes and goes, carrying the chill of early autumn.

He took a step and went alone into the misty night fog.

Seeing his master's pale face, Qingyang followed anxiously.

Wei Zhang paused.

Qingyang also subconsciously paused, standing ten steps away from Wei Zhang.

The master's melancholy aura was so heavy that people dared not approach him.

The surroundings were completely silent.

"Does Ah Xuan want his dream to come true?"

Unaware of what was happening, the girl's sweet voice drifted from the back window.

On the window paper, the pairs of figures drew even closer.

The girl leaned close to the man's ear, speaking and laughing sweetly.

Nobody knows what they're talking about.

This is a secret between her and him.

Between them, there have always been many secrets, from childhood to adulthood.

Each little secret is like a fine needle stitching together the space between them, so that nothing can get in.

Wei Zhang glanced sideways, his eyes flickering slightly, but said nothing more and continued into the woods.

"master……"

"If any of them escape tomorrow, everyone involved will pay with their lives."

Wei Zhang did not look back, but disappeared into the bamboo forest alone.

A gust of night wind rose, fluttering the dark riding clothes and causing them to billow to the left.

His broad shoulders and slender waist were accentuated by his upright posture, and his aggressive aura was undeniable.

As we ventured deeper into the vast bamboo forest, our figures grew smaller and smaller.

A patch of ink was swallowed up by the night fog.

At the center of the whirlpool, the sound of waves stirred up by the wind blowing through the leaves grew even louder.

One wave crashed over another, and the surroundings were filled with noise.

However, the girl's voice was extremely penetrating, carrying all the way to the depths of the forest.

Even though Wei Zhang had already gone quite far, the voice still followed him relentlessly.

"Ah Xuan, let's be husband and wife."

"Ah Xuan, I want you."

"Ah Xuan, do you want your wish to come true?"

"Ah Xuan, Ah Xuan, Ah Xuan," the words kept drilling into Wei Zhang's ears.

He quickened his pace, then accelerated, but he couldn't shake off or dodge him.

Finally, his steps became disordered, and he couldn't find his way back.

He forgot why he came, and he forgot where he was going.

I just feel tired from walking...

His steps were unsteady, and he suddenly grabbed the thick tree trunk for support, panting heavily.

The surroundings were closed off, and his slightly heavy breathing echoed, each breath striking his own body and causing a slight pain in his chest.

His hand, with its prominent veins, pressed hard against his heaving chest, also pressing down on the old wound there.

A wound that pierces the heart and lungs is painful to the touch, and pain brings clarity.

But today, no matter how hard he pressed, he couldn't feel any pain from the outside in.

In a daze, the pain shifted direction, as if it were coming from the inside out.

That kind of pain was like vines tearing through the chest, a thousand times more unbearable than the pain of a scroll piercing the lungs.

A warm current trickled out from inside her clothes, meandering down her arm.

Like a cold, eerie snake, it slowly emerges from the sleeve adorned with golden dragon patterns, seeps into the patterns of the black jade thumb ring, and then drips drop by drop from the fingertip.

Bright red blood splattered onto the bluestone, creating a bloody bloom.

It shattered and fell to the ground.

Wei Zhang stared for a long time at the pool of blood that was growing larger and larger on the ground.

"Ha! Did I scare you?"

A girl's smiling face appeared even in the cold, hard pool of blood, and her nimble figure suddenly leaped from behind the tree into front of him.

His pupils contracted, and he finally heard her repeatedly call out, "Ah Xuan, did I scare you?"

Didn't they say that Xue Lanyi loved Wei Yunjian?

Didn't they say that my heart is as hard as stone and cannot be changed?

Didn't you say... you'd be with him for life?

Blood vessels appeared in Wei Zhang's pupils, and a crimson tinge crept up to the corner of his eye.