Chapter 89 World Four (Sixteen)

Seeing Baoshan accept her advances, Qu Linglong felt a slight sense of relief. Lately, Xie Wenying had been extremely cold towards her. It wasn't that he ignored her, but rather that he treated her and the other Yunning Peak disciples the same. Qu Linglong felt wronged. Her years of affection with her senior brother weren't even worth the Baoshan she'd spent just a few days with.

At first, Qu Linglong was stiff and refused to give in, but as time went on, she felt more and more uncomfortable. She complained to Bai Jiqing, whom she was close to, and then came up with this idea.

If the precious fan no longer bothered Xie Wenying, why should she be bothered by those little things?

As for whether Baoshan would reject her advances, Qu Linglong never cared about it at all.

In her opinion, Bao Shan looked weak and was a stranger to Yun Ning Peak. It was extremely rare that she was willing to make friends with her. How could Bao Shan refuse?

Seeing Baoshan take the red date and fragrant rice porridge, Qu Linglong turned around and left.

Baoshan's palm, as white as jade, gently fiddled with the soup spoon in her hand, and the rich aroma of rice lingered in the air.

Standing outside the courtyard gate was Ye Muya, who had returned after going there. A flicker of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but she finally stepped into the courtyard. In front of Baoshan's surprised gaze, she spoke out what was on her mind: "Follow your heart in everything. If you don't want to live in harmony with Junior Sister, it's human nature. Don't let yourself be wronged."

After saying this, Ye Muya seemed to have expelled the turbid air in his heart, and continued: "You are weak, so you don't have to endure everything, lest the depression linger and hurt your body.

I came here with Junior Sister today because of our past friendship, but I won’t be able to do that again in the future.”

From now on, no matter how sincerely Qu Linglong begged or how eloquent Bai Jiqing was, she would never be soft-hearted for a moment.

Whenever Ye Muya thought about how they relied on their numbers and Bao Shan was alone and shaky, her eyebrows twitched and she felt full of regret.

Bao Shan didn't seem to care, still looking gentle and docile, and spoke softly, "It's not difficult. I really want to make friends with Linglong, so that Senior Brother Wenying will be happy too."

The last sentence came out of Baoshantan's mouth like a thin wisp of smoke, light and ethereal, which would be blown away by the wind.

Bao Shan raised her beautiful eyes slightly, looked at the tiredness on Ye Muya's face, and said worriedly: "Senior Sister Ye seems to be overworked, she should rest more."

Ye Muya was slightly startled, and a hint of tenderness appeared on her cold face. She reached out and pinched her tightly furrowed brows, nodding gently. "It's about the sneak attack on Yunning Peak last time. I've gotten some clues recently. But if we want to find the person behind it, we'll have to spend more time."

Ye Muya looked at Bao Shan's clear and pure eyes, and felt that most of the tiredness in her body was gone. Under Bao Shan's gentle gaze, Ye Muya decided to rest first, and then conduct a thorough investigation after her spirit was restored, so that she could achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The yard was empty, and the red date and fragrant rice porridge on the round table gradually lost its temperature.

Baoshan's eyes were slightly cold, and he had no intention of heating the bowl of porridge again.

After all, it was the porridge cooked by Qu Linglong herself, how could I drink it rashly?

Baoshan didn't think Qu Linglong was stupid enough to add unnecessary seasonings to the porridge she cooked herself, but she might have done some other little tricks.

Even if this bowl of porridge was pure and had not been stained by Qu Linglong's hands, Baoshan would not drink it.

She fiddled with it gently with her bare hands, and the small white porcelain bowl fell to the ground.

In this way, you don’t have to drink it.

A scrutinizing gaze fell on Bao Shan, causing her heart to skip a beat as she looked in the direction of that gaze.

But Bai Jiqing, who should have left long ago, was now standing outside the courtyard gate, his eyes flickering and a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

Bai Jiqing was surprised to see that the extremely fragile treasure fan could actually perform such a jaw-dropping move.

If he hadn't gone and returned, he wouldn't have seen this double-faced scene—

Just now he accepted it gently, but now he threw it to the ground without mercy.

In addition to surprise, Bai Jiqing also felt a little curious.

If Baoshan saw this action, how would he react?

—Hurrying to explain, or being so flustered that you forget what to do?

Baoshan's heart moved slightly. She was indeed too careless and thought that everything would be fine as long as she closed the gate.

Little did they know that the disciples of Yun Ning Peak not only practiced swordsmanship, but were also good at light footwork. They could land silently and enter other people's homes as if they were entering an empty place.

The thought flashed through her mind in a flash. Baoshan frowned slightly and bent down to pick up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

After the white porcelain bowl fell to the ground, it broke into pieces with sharp edges. Compared with Baoshan's slender and delicate jade fingers, the fragments looked particularly terrifying.

Bai Jiqing wanted to sit back and watch, but he saw that Baoshan was in no hurry to explain to him. Instead, he bent down to pick up the broken pieces. He frowned and said, "Wait!"

He strode to Baoshan's side and, relying on the huge difference in physical strength between men and women, forced her up.

"It's already broken into pieces. Are you picking it up hoping to put it back together?"

Bai Jiqing's words were full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Bao Shan tilted her head slightly, avoiding his burning gaze, and said softly, "If you leave it on the ground, it will hurt others."

Bai Jiqing could only see her slender, white neck, like a flawless jade, and her delicate lips that were opening and closing.

He snorted coldly, inwardly mocking Bao Shan's pretense. However, he bent down and cleaned up the messy floor, even discarding any fragments that could hurt someone.

Bao Shan opened her lips slightly and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Bai."

Bai Jiqing waited for her next words, but found silence. He frowned, and then he realized that Baoshan had no intention of explaining.

"Why?"

Bao Shan frowned slightly, as if puzzled, and asked with a puzzled look: "What?"

Bai Jiqing pointed at the empty round table, his voice as cold as ice: "Why did you throw the rice porridge that Junior Junior Sister gave you on the ground?"

Bao Shan's body trembled slightly. After a moment's hesitation, he said softly, "I'm clumsy and made a mistake."

Seeing Bai Jiqing's face getting darker and darker, Bao Shan said carefully: "If Senior Brother Bai is dissatisfied, I will make another bowl and return it to Linglong. Is that okay?"

Bai Jiqing's lips twitched in a cold sneer. He moved closer to Baoshan. Baoshan trembled, her eyes fixed on the ground, not daring to look him in the eye.

Her pitiful appearance made others feel as if they had bullied her.

Bai Jiqing leaned forward, forcing himself to meet Baoshan's gaze. He looked into those dark pupils, as clear as spring water, purer and cleaner than the snowflakes piled atop Yunning Peak. He opened his lips and said coldly, "You did it on purpose."

If it were someone else, after seeing Bao Shan's behavior just now, they would inevitably become suspicious and think that they were distracted and saw it wrong. The truth was that Bao Shan was careless and knocked over the porcelain bowl.

But Bai Jiqing is different. He grew up in a powerful family and has seen many conspiracies and tricks. He is extremely sensitive to good intentions and malice.

He was extremely certain that what Baoshan had done just now was intentional.

Hearing Bai Jiqing's words, Baoshan's eyes were filled with emotion. She looked up at Bai Jiqing's eyes and spoke softly, "Brother Bai."

She obviously didn't lower her voice on purpose, or try to be cunning or act coquettish, but when Bai Jiqing heard it, he felt his heart tingle and slightly hot.

"how?"

"Brother Bai, are you going to file a complaint?"

Hearing this, Bai Jiqing frowned, with anger in his eyes.

Bao Shan said softly, "Since Senior Brother Bai has made up his mind about this matter, it is useless for me to defend myself.

If Senior Brother Bai wants to tell Linglong, Senior Sister Ye, or Senior Brother Wenying the so-called facts, I am just a weak woman who can't even tie a chicken, and I can't stop him.

Bao Shan is all alone, how can she resist? She will just let Senior Brother Bai do what he wants."

There was not a single word in her words that admitted to breaking the porcelain bowl on purpose. This act of showing weakness made Bai Jiqing look even more aggressive and threatening.

Bai Jiqing looked at the beautiful face so close to him and his red lips trembling slightly.

Rather than complaining and acting like a villain, he would rather... Didn't Bao Shan say that, just let him do what he wants...

To Baoshan's surprise, Bai Jiqing did not continue asking questions, but left in a hurry.

Bao Shan thought that given Bai Jiqing's personality, this matter would be very difficult to deal with.

However, Baoshan did not think that the matter was over and that he could rest easy.

Instead of handing the handle to others and hoping to hide the secret by relying on their temporary weakness and pity, it is better to tell them proactively.

Baoshan told Xie Wenying about this incident. When he talked about accidentally knocking over the porcelain bowl, Baoshan's face turned pale, as if he was extremely scared.

Xie Wenying listened with a frown and asked, "Junior Sister, did you tell me why you came here?"

Bao Shan shook her head slightly and speculated softly, "Maybe it's because of the last incident with the jade hairpin. Actually, Linglong has already apologized to me, and I don't hold it against her."

She said she didn't care about Qu Linglong, but that didn't mean she didn't care about it.

Xie Wenying knew that Baoshan had a pure heart. Because he was weak and had been kept at home for many years, he was used to being docile and well-behaved, and even to swallow his anger.

Bao Shan didn't care about the jade hairpin, but because she was kind-hearted, she didn't bother with Qu Linglong.

But Qu Linglong took advantage of this kindness and easily exposed her humiliation of Baoshan, intending to live in harmony with Baoshan.

Xie Wenying's eyebrows were clearly divided into two parts. He didn't know when his junior sister had become such an ignorant person.

Bao Shan seemed to have figured something out. Her originally pale cheeks became even more translucent. She asked in a trembling voice, "Is it because of something else?"

Xie Wenying didn't want her to hear those hurtful words, so she walked to Baoshan's side and said with a deep look in her eyes, "Yes."

Without waiting for Bao Shan to ask, Xie Wenying continued, "If Junior Sister continues to behave like this, you don't have to accept her kindness."

The crow's eyelashes trembled uneasily, like the fluttering wings of a light butterfly. Bao Shan whispered, "But she is Senior Brother Wenying's junior sister..."

Before Xie Wenying could say anything, she was hugged tightly by a warm and soft beauty in her arms.

It was as if he was the only floating board for a drowning person.

Holding the delicate body in his arms, Xie Wenying had no wild thoughts, he only felt that Baoshan's body was slightly cold.

"It has nothing to do with the feelings between senior brothers and sisters."

Xie Wenying was so old-fashioned and conservative, and so righteous, that Bao Shan hesitated to speak. In a whisper, she asked, "If I did something wrong, would Senior Brother Wenying let others punish me?"

Trying her best to ignore the strange feeling in her heart, Xie Wenying frowned and asked, "What did you do wrong?"

The treasure fan gently rubbed the stiff chest beneath her, and she stretched out her slender jade fingers to carefully count the words: "There are a lot... Because the medicine soup is bitter, I secretly poured out half... I ruined Linglong's good intentions... and argued with Senior Brother Bai..."

When Xie Wenying heard that she had disregarded her health and disobeyed the doctor's instructions simply because the medicine was bitter, her voice turned cold and she scolded her coldly, "You are so foolish."

Ye Muya looked at the clues she had found, her eyes wide open, full of disbelief. She muttered, "How could it be? Impossible..."

When Ye Muya saw someone coming in from the corner of his eye, he immediately put the clue in his arms and said to Bai Jiqing, "Junior Brother Bai."

Bai Jiqing had come this time to learn what sect Ye Muya was responsible for tracking down the attackers who had attacked Yun Ning Peak. However, after spending countless hours, he still had no results. As a disciple of Yun Ning Peak, he felt obligated to come and help his second senior sister resolve her problems.

Upon learning the purpose of Bai Jiqing's visit, Ye Muya's brows relaxed and she arranged some matters for him.

Bai Jiqing looked carefully and asked Ye Muya if there was any progress.

Ye Muya paused for a moment and replied, "Not yet."

Bai Jiqing sighed softly, "I wonder what sect this is that was able to sneak into Yunning Peak and injure so many disciples."

Ye Muya remained silent.