Chapter 91
"Is he going to abandon me again?"
Chapter Ninety-One
Their eyes met.
A shimmering wave rose in Xie Lang's dark eyes as he walked towards her step by step, finally stopping in front of the bed.
Liu Qingqing blinked and noticed that something was wrong with him.
"How……"
The next moment, my vision was blocked.
Why did you remember but not tell me?
He pulled her into his arms. "Are you going to leave me again?"
His muffled voice sounded at the side of her neck.
Where did this come from?
Some people have been wrongly accused.
She was momentarily at a loss as to how to face Xie Lang, but she no longer considered running away. Firstly, she knew the world was about to descend into chaos, and secondly... no one else would risk their life for her like Xie Lang.
She wasn't a heartless wretch; it's just that she had once made a firm and resolute statement—that she would never see him again, even in death.
After losing his memory, he became so clingy and attached to her. Suddenly, she had to take a break. She was a person with pride and self-respect.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
She scolded him playfully.
If we both know some things, can't we just let it slide?
Liu Qingqing was completely unaware of when she had changed.
She used to be such a serious and stubborn person when it came to love, but now she's switched places with Xie Lang and become the person she used to be.
She also knew that people without power or influence were like insignificant ants in this day and age.
A mix of reasons led her to decide to give it another try with him.
He was a man of integrity, risking his life for it; he had no better choice, did he?
But she no longer dared to love as she used to; that... was too painful.
But Xie Lang was too clever for him to be unaware of what she was thinking.
Therefore, the bitterness in my heart was even greater.
He wanted her to cherish and love him as she had in the past, instead of settling for him like this.
How could their journey together be just a compromise?
Xie Lang felt distressed, aggrieved, and a little relieved to have survived a disaster.
Fortunately, she didn't choose anyone else.
Otherwise, he really would go crazy...
He thought this way, and then said it out loud.
Liu Qingqing listened to his soft whispers in her ear and felt him pull her hand to his chest.
"Isn't this a good thing?"
She whispered.
"not good",
He gently nuzzled the side of her neck with the tip of his nose, and then said in a muffled voice, "It's not good at all."
Liu Qingqing smelled the alcohol and knew he was probably drunk. She didn't care that he had been drinking with others, or why he, who never liked drinking, had drunk so much.
Now that things were out in the open, she could only patiently coax him, "You'll be going back to the capital soon..."
Xie Lang understood her unspoken meaning and suddenly looked up, "What does Madam mean? Does she not intend to return with me?!"
Liu Qingqing looked slightly troubled, but Xie Lang understood immediately.
His flamboyant and unrestrained phoenix eyes were reddened, and his dark eyelashes were wet, like a wounded fawn in the mountains and forests.
He didn't say a word, yet he conveyed a thousand words.
Liu Qingqing sighed softly and said helplessly, "Then what do you want me to do?"
"I want you to love me."
"Don't I love you now?" she asked.
"Ha," Xie Lang suddenly laughed, his expression blank as he lowered his eyes, but a tear fell onto her cheek. He wiped it away with his fingertip and said slowly, "Qingqing, I have seen how you love me, don't lie to me."
Liu Qingqing: "..."
This person became completely unresponsive to reason.
Liu Qingqing looked at the cold moon hanging high outside, rubbed her eyes, and then patted his bare shoulder.
"Go to sleep, you need to get up early tomorrow."
Xie Lang stared at her intently.
Liu Qingqing sighed: "It's not something that can be accomplished overnight, why are you in such a hurry?"
After saying that, she put her arms around his neck, and the heroic Lord Xie, who was so dashing on the battlefield, easily fell into her arms.
Knowing he could no longer pressure her, Xie Lang pulled her into his arms, wrapping her up like a giant python in the mountains.
Liu Qingqing patted him directly: "Aren't you hot?"
Xie Lang said sullenly, "It's not hot. You ran away as soon as I let go. I finally found you."
This was no easy feat; it's unclear whether it refers to a reunion with Yingcheng, a fall into a raging torrent, or a series of nightmares.
Feeling her body soften, Xie Lang's usually hardened heart also softened.
She admitted that it was a good omen that she was still willing to sleep in the same bed with him after remembering everything.
Isn't that right?
Xie Lang thought to himself, in a self-deceiving way.
I woke up the next day feeling dizzy.
Perhaps it was because he had drunk strong liquor the day before, Xie Lang closed his eyes and rested for a while. He couldn't quite remember how he got back to the courtyard last night, or how he got back to his bed.
I won't drink so much next time.
Oh no, there won't be a next time. Ying Yucheng must have given up hope.
I wanted to raise my hand to press my swollen brow, but I froze as soon as I moved.
She slept soundly in his arms, just as she had been lately. As the weather grew warmer, he feared she would find it too hot and refuse to be close to him. So, he secretly instructed Xie Wu to prepare an ice basin and place it in the bedroom.
Thanks to the effects of the sacred snow, her health has improved considerably, and she is no longer as sensitive to cold as before.
Except for that...
Xie Lang looked down and saw her hand loosely clasped, and his eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
He hurriedly covered his eyes with his arm.
How long has it been? Ever since she stopped being close to me.
Could it be a dream?
Memories of last night flooded back into his mind, stirring a surge of emotion within Xie Lang!
She agreed!
She regained her memories but didn't abandon him.
He was excited, and the young Master Xie, who was up early that morning, also became excited.
He glanced down at her hand, then quickly looked up, his Adam's apple bobbing as if it were being roasted over a fire, burning with intense heat.
He turned his head and gently kissed her damp temple, cherishing it dearly.
He caught a glimpse of the knife scar on the inside of his arm that was about to heal, and he wanted to tear it open, for only pain could pierce the fog and make everything real.
Afraid of waking her, Xie Lang gently tore open that place, and a mixture of pain and pleasure washed over him. He closed his eyes contentedly.
But when he opened his eyes again, he was stunned. He didn't know when she had woken up and was staring blankly at his arm.
Xie Lang hurriedly tried to hide, but how could he possibly hide it?
The next moment he suddenly stood up, but she grabbed him.
She looked up at him, bright red blood dripping onto her body, flowing down her fair skin, a sight both shocking and exquisitely beautiful.
Xie Lang couldn't help but squint and stare intently.
Suddenly, Liu Qingqing bit his intact arm, and his body jolted violently.
She happened to catch a glimpse of the red mark on his neck, and frowned as she looked at it again. "Why isn't this mosquito bite healed yet? Aren't you going to put some ointment on it?"
Xie Lang stared intently at her.
Liu Qingqing glared at him: "If Lord Xie hurts himself again, then don't sleep in the same bed with me. I can't stand the smell of blood."
After saying that, he got off the bed.
"Understood."
He came from behind and gently embraced her, saying, "I won't hurt myself anymore."
After a long while, Liu Qingqing softly hummed in agreement.
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"My lord! Something terrible has happened!"
Xie Wu rushed over, his face filled with panic, and burst into the study in the courtyard, shouting, "Fu Xiuzhu has escaped!"
Large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.
Xie Lang was writing a letter when he heard this. Without even putting down his purple calligraphy brush, he simply said "I know" without lifting his eyelids. A smile seemed to linger on his lips.
Still smiling?!
"grown ups……"
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Wu realized what was happening and stood there stunned for a moment. He blinked rapidly.
Xie Lang then glanced at him and asked, "How did he escape?"
Xie Wu: "The courtyard of the dark prison was flooded, and his men took advantage of the chaos to rescue Fu Xiuzhu. We were unharmed, but they lost three men. It seems there were no more than ten people in total, which is barely enough. Now Lord Wei's men have gone to pursue them."
Xie Lang nodded: "Understood."
Xie Wu was stunned.
Then the adult asked again, "Have you applied the wound medicine to him these past two days? Have you given him the life-saving medicine?"
Xie Wu hurriedly replied, "It spilled, but I've already given him the medicine. I did everything according to the master's instructions."
"Okay, go down."
Xie Wu had only taken two steps when Xie Lang called him back, "Keep an eye on the letters these days. If you receive any, send them to me immediately."
Xie Wu accepted the order.
After Xie Wu left, the letter was finished in no time.
Xie Lang had just finished packing the letter and stepped out of the study when Xie Liu suddenly appeared, took the letter, and disappeared again.
Xie Lang thought for a moment, then turned and went to his dormitory.
He took off his outer robe and lay down on the bed. The bedding was filled with her delicate fragrance, and when he closed his eyes, it felt as if she were right beside him.
Xie Lang closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
He opened his eyes a few breaths later, and she was gone.
Even though her scent lingers, she's not there.
He felt as if he were being scorched by fire; not being able to see her caused him immense distress.
She went out after breakfast this morning.
They said they were going to stroll around the market with friends.
There is no reason for him to stop.
Although his chest and abdomen were torn open by sharp claws, he could only wait helplessly in her small courtyard.
Is it still just a figment of his imagination?
She never actually went back to him; it was all a lie.
In the blink of an eye, Xie Lang skillfully pulled out the dagger she always kept under her pillow. With a swift motion, he drew it, the blade gleaming coldly, and pulled back his sleeve to reveal his scarred forearm.
He wanted to paddle down; the pain would make him feel much better.
But then he remembered her cold face, forbidding him from hurting himself.
But what if it's not self-harm?
Will she look at him more, miss him more, and cherish him more?
He loosened his grip on the hilt of the knife, and the sharp blade pierced his arm as he slid sideways.
He even resented himself for recovering so quickly; she had only applied medicine to him twice before he was cured.
It wasn't intentional on his part; he... just didn't hold it properly.
As night fell, the setting sun turned the clouds into a dazzling golden-red hue.
But she still hasn't returned.
Xie Lang couldn't wait any longer; he was going to find her.
Beside a street stall, she stood side by side with a man, chatting and laughing easily.
The man had his back to him, but Xie Lang recognized him immediately as Yu Run!
He was the man she took with her even when she fled to the countryside.
But you think he's ugly?
Xie Lang regretted inflicting a new wound on himself earlier, and he tried to deceive himself by putting his right arm behind his back.
Hiding in the shadows, Xie Lang felt as if he were a ghost that couldn't be seen by anyone!
Anxiety and fear swept over him irrationally.
He turned and went back to the courtyard.
Summon Xie Wu to come, "Bring me the gold lock that has been made."
Upon hearing this, Xie Wu's pupils dilated in shock, and he quickly lowered his eyes to accept the order.
Liu Qingqing returned late, but she was holding a string of candied hawthorns in her hand.
He's been ignored all day; he needs some comforting.
I wonder if Xie Lang would like it if he saw it?
She walked towards her bedroom.
Xie Lang, dressed in white, sat boldly beside the bed. When she opened the door, he looked at her intently. The contradictory elegance and military prowess of him made her heart skip a beat.
Upon closer inspection, the white shirt was loose, revealing most of the chest.
The faint outline of his muscles made her dizzy.
Liu Qingqing gripped the door frame tightly. She had only drunk two cups of sweet wine. Had she already become so intoxicated?
Xie Lang glanced at her pale knuckles. "With such force, do you not want to come in?"
He lowered his eyes to hide the gloom in them, then suddenly raised his hand, his fingers gripping the ribbon, and gently tugged it.
Unlike the chain that He Run had worn, this one was made of gold by a skilled craftsman.
Aside from storybooks, her favorite thing was glittering gold.
It only arrived in the last two days. He originally wanted to wait until they reached a consensus to celebrate, and didn't want to take it out so soon.
As her clothes were left open, Liu Qingqing instinctively entered the room and immediately closed the door behind her.
He looked as if he absolutely couldn't let anyone see him.
Xie Lang finally smiled, and the internal organs that had been tightly clenched in his chest and abdomen finally relaxed a little.
Why is it closed?
Xie Lang said in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingqing glared at him and actually asked why she had closed the door? How could he show himself like this to others! Did he even care about his reputation anymore!
He got up and walked to her, glanced at the candied hawthorn in her hand, took it, and took a small bite.
The sugar coating crumbled, making a crunching sound as he slowly chewed. Even though she hadn't eaten any, her tongue seemed to taste both sour and sweet. She swallowed imperceptibly.
Why is he behaving like this today? It's making her... a little unable to control herself.
"Then let's not hold back."
He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Would you like to try this fruit?"
When did she manage to speak out?!
After removing her clothes, bright red candies rolled all over her body.
Liu Qingqing's eyes widened, "This..."
Oh no, the man's beauty is so captivating, she's... unable to resist!
What do you want to do?
She glanced at him, her voice trembling, and took two steps back to press herself against the door.
Xie Lang suddenly whispered something in her ear, and Liu Qingqing's fair face instantly turned as red as the red fruit in his hand.
[Author's Note]
Next chapter preview:
Oh no! She's completely driven Lord Xie crazy!
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It'll probably be over in about a week.
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