Chapter 50 I'll Miss You "No matter who you are, hurry up and get to Xue Rongyue..."

The night was cool and still, enveloping the ancient bamboo forest. As the wind passed, the trees rippled like waves. A bright moon hung above the bamboo grove, its silent silver light falling on the overlapping green branches, like a layer of cold frost that had formed in winter.

On the galloping steed, Qin Jin, dressed in black robes and a black hat, stood tall and strong like a cypress or pine tree. His broad shoulders were bathed in the soft light of the moon. As he approached, his deep and unfathomable eyes became clearer. Before Xue Rongyue could quickly step out of the pavilion to wave, he had already reined in his horse.

The horse was restless, pacing uneasily by the pavilion. Qin Jin gripped the reins tightly, lowered his head under the rustling canopy of trees, and quietly watched the graceful young girl standing beneath the horse, wearing a veil.

As night fell, the eyes and brows of the two were partially hidden beneath the veil of a black curtain. Through a few falling bamboo leaves, the two gazed at each other, neither speaking for a moment.

Luo Zhen and Jingnu tactfully left. After a few hoofbeats, Qin Jin spoke first: "Why is Madam Xue here?"

"Why must Your Highness ask a question you already know the answer to?"

Beneath the hazy veil, Xue Rongyue's gaze remained fixed on Qin Jin's features, not shifting an inch. She tilted her head slightly and said, "I'm here, naturally, to wait for someone."

Qin Jin dismounted and stepped into the pavilion with her: "Who is Madam Xue waiting for?"

They've arrived.

Xue Rongyue walked behind without showing any emotion, clenching her handkerchief, lowering her head and taking a deep breath, trying to gather her emotions: "Your Highness is clearly asking a question you already know the answer to."

The two stopped abruptly in the pavilion. A breeze rustled through the treetops, and a few emerald branches reached into the pavilion, draped with a piece of red silk that seemed to have drifted in from nowhere. The lantern on the stone table cast a warm yellow light, reflecting the black gauze that swayed gently in the night breeze.

With her fingertips digging into her palms, Xue Rongyue managed to squeeze out a pair of watery, affectionate eyes. Taking advantage of the moment, she removed her veil, revealing her delicate face painted with peach-pink rouge, which resembled a blushing face.

Xue Rongyue's eyes were filled with affection, and her face was flushed with shyness: "I am waiting for the young master."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jin's brow twitched slightly. He turned around, his deep gaze sweeping over Xue Rongyue. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He was about to say something when he was suddenly startled by her face, which was flushed purple.

Furong's face was not only red to the point of turning purple, but the blush spread all over her cheeks and even her chin.

Qin Jin was so shocked that he took two steps back, his pupils dilating in disbelief: "Xue Rongyue, are you possessed by a ghost?!"

Although she rarely showed such a tender expression, Qin Jin didn't need to react so strongly, did he?

What kind of spirit possesses me? The things I say have absolutely no charm.

Xue Rongyue kept her head down, unable to see Qin Jin's expression. Upon hearing this, she rolled her eyes almost imperceptibly, but maintained her shy and smiling demeanor: "Why do you say that, Your Highness? I am here naturally to wait for Your Highness."

As if finally summoning the courage to reveal her true feelings, she spoke, her voice growing softer and softer, her face flushed with shyness: "This parting will mean months without seeing the Prince, and I am deeply reluctant to leave..."

Ever since she learned that Qin Jin was going to leave Chang'an for at least two months, she had been racking her brains.

The mission is currently in full swing and cannot be forced to stop due to this separation. If we want Qin Jin to think about her for the next two months, something shocking must happen before we part ways, something unforgettable for Qin Jin, something that will keep him on his mind for the next few months.

Having laid so much groundwork, she now wanted to appropriately express her "feelings" and guide Qin Jin to connect their relationship from a simple alliance to a deeper romantic one.

This move was indeed somewhat abrupt, but it is the optimal solution for the current situation.

But before she could finish speaking, Qin Jin suddenly started walking towards her.

His large strides startled Xue Rongyue. Startled, Xue Rongyue looked up, a hint of wariness creeping over her.

Was it because what she said was so disgusting that Qin Jin was going to come and beat her up?

Surely not?

The next moment, a sachet embroidered with Buddhist scriptures was thrown into Xue Rongyue's arms. Qin Jin was so shocked that his voice trembled: "No matter who you are, get off Xue Rongyue right now!"

Xue Rongyue: "?"

It really can't be that bad!

Xue Rongyue was first startled by the panic on Qin Jin's face, then glared at Qin Jin: "You've gone too far!"

Upon closer inspection, the large red blush on Xue Rongyue's face became even more pronounced, stinging Qin Jin's eyes.

In the pitch-black night, the dim yellow light shone on Xue Rongyue's flushed face. The rustling sound of the wind through the treetops was now tinged with a hint of fear. The moonlight had become incredibly cold and desolate, and with the howling wind, it felt like the opening scene of a ghost play.

Qin Jin's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but take another step back.

Not only Qin Jin, but Luo Zhen, who was guarding outside the pavilion, glanced back unintentionally. He, who had never respected ghosts or spirits, was so terrified he nearly jumped out of his skin. His legs went weak, and he almost knelt down on the spot: "Jingjingjingjingnu, Jingnu! Turn around and look! It's right there! Can you see that woman?! Surely I'm not the only one who can see her!"

"Where did this female ghost come from? How come she's dressed exactly like my wife!"

Jingnu absentmindedly looked in the direction Luo Zhen was pointing, her pupils widened, and she immediately let out a shrill scream: "My lady!"

She then took a step and ran quickly towards the pavilion.

Luo Zhen staggered and ran after him.

Jingnu's voice was so shrill that even Xue Rongyue, let alone Qin Jin, shrank back in shock. Before she could even ask, Jingnu rushed over and hurriedly put a veil over Xue Rongyue's head, saying, "My lady, your makeup is ruined!!"

Having said that, he pulled Xue Rongyue toward the carriage without further ado.

Xue Rongyue didn't take it seriously at first, until she got into the carriage and Jingnu took out the bronze mirror and placed it in front of her eyes.

Looking at the face reflected in the bronze mirror, a face no less haunted than that of a tragically deceased female ghost, Xue Rongyue remained silent for a moment, then for two moments, then for three moments...

Finally, she covered her face and let out a scream that was even more shrill and heart-wrenching than Jingnu's: "Ah—!"

Outside, Luo Zhen suddenly stopped. Qin Jin, tall and slender, leaned against the vermilion railing, his thin lips curving into a smile. As Xue Rongyue screamed, the smile on his face gradually became uncontrollable, bursting into unrestrained laughter.

Jingnu carefully wiped the makeup off Xue Rongyue's face: "Your makeup was fine just now, but did some dew drip onto your face?"

Xue Rongyue was trembling with anger: "Which shop's rouge is this?!"

Her makeup was in such a mess that she had to remove it all. Jingnu coaxed her, "I'll go back and take a look. I'll never buy from this shop again."

No wonder Qin Jin reacted that way!

Hearing the loud laughter outside, Xue Rongyue could hardly calm the trembling in her heart. She was still tightly clutching the sachet that Qin Jin had thrown at her, her face turning pale and then red with anger.

Jingnu, observing the situation, washed off her makeup and asked in a low voice, "...Madam, shall we go downstairs?"

The thought of pretending to be shy and affectionate in front of Qin Jin with this face made Xue Rongyue want to drive away from this place immediately. However, thinking of the system and the strategy mission, she could only take a deep breath and grit her teeth and go down.

Qin Jin had already reached the horse and was about to mount it when he saw her get off the carriage again. He asked in surprise, "Is there something else, Madam Xue?"

"Of course I have something to say, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Xue Rongyue walked over with a pale face, too lazy to pretend to be affectionate anymore, and handed over the sachet: "Here you go."

Qin Jin didn't accept it, but casually stroked the horse and said, "It's yours."

The veins on Xue Rongyue's forehead bulged. Recalling his laughter just now, she replied with a sour face, "I don't need an exorcism."

Qin Jin couldn't help but curl his lips again: "I know, this sachet wasn't originally intended to ward off evil spirits."

Xue Rongyue was taken aback, momentarily unable to grasp the meaning of these words. Just as she was about to ask a question, Qin Jin had already mounted his horse: "It's almost curfew time, you should return to the city soon."

"Qin Jin!" Xue Rongyue hurriedly called out to him, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

Qin Jin looked up at the night sky; it was getting late. On the hillside not far away, Hongchou was urging them on, and Guang Sheng was probably about to shake his arm off.

He turned his horse around and took two steps forward, but still looked back.

Xue Rongyue looked straight at him, her usual mockery gone from her clean face, replaced by a calm seriousness: "...Have a safe journey, I'll be waiting for you to come back safely."

The hand gripping the reins tightened suddenly, Qin Jin's dark, deep eyes were bathed in the pale moonlight, and the night wind kept sweeping past his arrogant brows and ruffling his clothes.

He paused for a moment, then answered slowly, "Okay."

With a flick of the whip, the horse neighed and galloped off like lightning.

Xue Rongyue subconsciously took two steps forward, watching the figure on horseback recede into the distance. Clutching the sachet tightly in her hand, she closed her eyes and finally gritted her teeth, shouting, "Qin Jin, I will miss you—!"

A sudden gust of wind blew away those words, and in the vast, desolate mountains, there was no sign of human presence, only a bright moon lingering on the branch.

Xue Rongyue stopped and looked at the figure that was gradually blending into the night, and couldn't help but sigh.

—That was the key point, and it's unclear whether Qin Jin even heard her shout it. If she had known he left in such a hurry, she wouldn't have lingered.

Jingnu stared at Xue Rongyue in shock, speechless for a long time. After a while, she stepped forward and whispered, "Madam, the young master has already gone far away. Let's go back too. If we delay any longer, we really won't be able to enter the city."

After saying that, he saw Xue Rongyue looking down at the sachet in her hand.

She was standing guard outside the pavilion and naturally didn't know the origin of the sachet. Seeing this, she stepped forward, examined it carefully, and said, "This is a sachet used for praying for blessings in Puming Temple. When did you climb the back mountain of Puming Temple and obtain this sachet?"

Only by climbing up the back mountain of Puming Temple and meeting the elusive Master Huituo could one have the good fortune to obtain this supposedly very efficacious sachet. However, my wife always complained that the back mountain was too high and often turned back halfway.

Yes, this is a sachet used for praying for blessings.

As her fingertips caressed the Buddhist scriptures embroidered on the sachet, a complex emotion welled up in Xue Rongyue's eyes.

So why would Qin Jin do this?

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Author's Note: I'm so sorry everyone, I set the update time wrong!! [Scared] It's supposed to be 10 PM tonight! [Heartbroken]

They immediately thought of kissing him, what's going on? [slapping table][doge emoji]

Don't worry, everything you want to see will be available, and there's no need to worry about separation; the author has the time magic! [Let me see]