Chapter 130 False Calm: He'll take the blame upon himself. ...

"Sir, your dishes are here."

The waiter, who had been on the first floor for several days, was waiting for the guests in the upstairs room to make their requests. However, three days passed, and it was as if no one had lived there; there was no movement from inside.

He almost suspected something had happened to the person, but then news finally came from inside.

But the man who had been unconscious last time came.

When he was carried in, he looked like he was on the verge of death. The waiter hadn't heard the young master tell him to find a doctor, so he assumed the man was probably beyond saving. Who would have thought that just a few days later he would be walking like the wind again.

Going down these steps is like walking on flat ground!

"Is his physical condition really that good?" The waiter was incredulous and speechless, but still smiled and asked him, "Sir, is there anything you need?"

The man glanced at him a few times, handed him a list, and told him to prepare. The waiter didn't think much of it; after all, if you paid enough, you were the boss, and he would do whatever you were told.

Jiang Yu was catching up on sleep inside the house. He figured the person should be waking up soon, so he came downstairs and told them to prepare some food and bring it up later.

Shen Jiuxu also came out to breathe some fresh air. His body, which had not yet recovered, craved sunlight, just like a tender sprout emerging from the soil, still in a fragile state.

His eyesight was still blurry, but it didn't hinder his daily walking or seeing. As long as no one stared at him intently, Shen Jiuxu felt that no one could tell.

The sun was shining brightly in Yunshui City, and a gentle breeze was blowing. It was a beautiful day. Shen Jiuxu basked in the sun for a while, feeling warm all over. Just as he was about to go inside, he suddenly heard several men walking towards him talking not far away. They seemed to mention the name "Lian Quesheng".

Shen Jiuxu's heart jumped into his throat.

He stopped and didn't go any further. Leaning against the wall, his face was disguised so that his true appearance was impossible to discern; he looked like an ordinary man who was just a little taller.

The group didn't take it seriously and continued talking to themselves.

"I heard that Xingchenque and Bailuzhou are frantically searching for doctors recently, saying that Lian Que is sick, and not just any sickness, but a very serious one."

“I have a distant cousin whose master was summoned to Xingchenque a few days ago, supposedly to treat someone. I guess it was Lian Quesheng, otherwise who would warrant such a large mobilization of doctors?”

The man gestured with his hands as he spoke, “I heard them say that Young Master Lian doesn’t have much time left. I don’t know what kind of illness is so serious. If even the disciples of the immortal sects can’t cure this disease, then what hope is there for us ordinary people?”

Shen Jiuxu was startled. He remembered that when he and Jiang Yu left, Lian Quesheng was still fine. But sometimes the news in this world is always unbelievable and mysterious, so he couldn't be sure whether it was true or false.

However, Starry Sky Palace and Cloud Water City are quite far apart, so how did the news manage to reach here? Was it intentionally meant for them to hear, or was it just an unintentional rumor?

Shen Jiuxu dared not gamble, so he turned and went into the inn, just as the waiter brought out the freshly prepared food.

"Give it to me, you don't need to go up."

He took it directly. The waiter looked confused, but not having to work was a good thing. He said, "Sir, if you need anything else, just call me."

The door was pushed open, and Jiang Yu was still asleep. Shen Jiuxu hesitated whether to wake him. He originally wanted to send a letter to Lian Quesheng first, but then he remembered the current situation, the exposure of Jiang Yu's eye problem, and the people hiding behind it. He gave up the idea.

He temporarily placed Xi Chuang on the side of unreliability, and Shen Jiuxu also dared not trust the others in Xingchenque and Bailuzhou. He could only make a guarantee about Lian Quesheng's situation after seeing it with his own eyes.

"It smells so good!"

Jiang Yu woke up groggily. He had slept very well and peacefully. Shen Jiuxu was beside him, and the faint, familiar fragrance of flowers surrounded him, making him feel relaxed and refreshed. Every muscle in his body was fully relaxed.

Why are you up so early?

Jiang Yu was holding a pillow in his arms. He had thought he was still holding Shen Jiuxu, but as his mind cleared up a bit, he realized something was wrong and asked, "Am I really that clingy when I sleep?"

Shen Jiuxu glanced at him, his gaze saying everything. He walked to the bedside and handed Jiang Yu the clothes he had already found. He also reached out to smooth Jiang Yu's hair and said gently, "You haven't eaten much for the past few days. I had them make some light food to tide you over."

"Alright."

Jiang Yu tossed the pillow aside. With the real Shen Jiuxu around, this so-called imposter was unnecessary. He hugged Shen Jiuxu and kissed him, praising him generously, "How can you be so considerate and so good?"

His personality had become much more lively than before. Shen Jiuxu didn't like seeing him so dull, so this change made him happy. He smiled and gently helped him fix his clothes. "Was I not good to you before, Brother Jiang Yu?"

"Isn't this just a moment of reflection? Everything's been fine all along."

Jiang Yu hugged the person's neck, glanced at the dishes on the table, all of which were his favorites, and kissed the person again, "Then carry me downstairs."

Shen Jiuxu naturally wouldn't disobey him. He put the person on a chair and handed him a glass of warm water that had been poured earlier. He was still hesitating about how to tell Jiang Yu that Lian Que was sick.

"What's wrong?"

His expression immediately revealed that something was wrong, especially since Jiang Yu knew him so well. "What happened outside? Or did I get scolded again?"

Jiang Yu joked with him.

"Don't talk nonsense." Shen Jiuxu covered Jiang Yu's mouth. He looked too serious, so Jiang Yu could only respond with a few words, then smiled and shook his hand a few times. "Alright, let's eat. We'll talk after we eat. You haven't eaten for days, and neither have I. We're starving."

Shen Jiuxu had no choice but to eat a few bites with him first. After the hot food was down, he realized that he hadn't felt this ordinary yet warm feeling in a long time. So much had happened in the past year.

It seems they haven't sat down for a proper meal yet. Even when they're with Zhou Yongyin, they're always in a hurry, each with their own agenda and different thoughts. Only now does everything seem to have calmed down.

But Shen Jiuxu sensed the impending storm once again. He didn't know what Lian Quesheng's serious illness meant. Jiang Yu ate intently, smiling as she picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks and held it to his lips. "Eat this. You look so thin."

Not wanting to spoil his mood, Shen Jiuxu gave his evaluation after eating, "It's very fragrant."

"Then eat more, maybe we won't have any next time." Jiang Yu is much more optimistic than before. He doesn't know if it's because the scenery here is so beautiful, or because the person he likes is right next to him, so he's in a great mood.

He knew that Shen Jiuxu was not in good condition, and was completely different from the person he was when he woke up yesterday. Something bad must have happened outside, but Jiang Yu did not want to ask now.

He had a bad feeling, as if he had long expected that Shen Jiuxu's knowledge of this matter would once again shatter their hard-won peaceful life.

He will fall into chaos again, experience countless separations and deaths, and even suffer heart-wrenching pain.

"You need to be well-fed to have the energy to solve other problems."

Jiang Yu patted Shen Jiuxu's hand, ladled a bowl of hot soup, and placed it in front of him. "We'll always be together, won't we?"

"Um."

The room became very quiet, with only the clinking of bowls and chopsticks and the sounds of chewing. Suddenly, three birds flew in through the window, chirping away. Jiang Yu had just finished eating and took some rice from the table to feed them.

"come over."

Jiang Yu stroked the beautiful blue tail feathers of one of the birds with one hand, beckoning the other two slightly shy birds to him. He smiled and called out to Shen Jiuxu to come and see for themselves.

His smile was so dazzling that Shen Jiuxu could hardly look away, so he squatted down to feed the other two birds. As long as Jiang Yu was happy and healthy, he could take care of everything else.

His most important task was to keep Jiang Yu smiling. Shen Jiuxu's eyes were dark as he made up his mind. But when Jiang Yu looked over, he quickly put on a pair of affectionate, smiling eyes.

"Speak, what is it that has made our Sect Master Shen so uneasy for so long? Even I am more worried than him." The birds ate their food and flew away. Jiang Yu simply sat down on the ground and pulled Shen Jiuxu to sit next to him. "We'll stay for another hour and then we'll go out."

These past few days felt like a dream bestowed upon them by heaven amidst their hectic lives, a brief respite from the clamor of the world. But eventually, the dream must end, and they will return to their chaotic lives.

Jiang Yu rested her head on Shen Jiuxu's shoulder, waiting for him to speak.

"Rumors are circulating that Lian Que is sick."

“I dare not send him a message. People from Xingchenque and Bailuzhou are guarding him. Xichuang and Sect Leader Lian are also suspects.”

“When you were unconscious, the waiter told me that Xichuang and Lian Quesheng had stayed at this inn before, but when I came to Yunshui City to find you, I met Lian Quesheng, and he said that was his first time here.”

Jiang Yu spoke slowly. The shock and unbearable feeling he had when he first learned about these things had turned into a calm indifference. It was nothing more than the few people around him.

“However, Xiao Er also said that Xi Chuang has been here several times.” He held Shen Jiuxu’s fingers. “Just as we suspected before, but what he said only deepened our suspicions. Nothing else matters, I can handle it, but my only worry now is whether Lian Quesheng knows about it.”

“He likes Xichuang to an extreme degree. If the truth comes out, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it. Lian Quesheng is a person who likes to take on everything, and he'll probably feel that we were hurt by Xichuang because of him.”

"He will take the blame upon himself."