Chapter 284
Seeing that Lingwu remained silent, the man in the snow-white robe pondered for a moment before realizing that what he had just said was somewhat frivolous to a mortal woman.
As a result, the already reddened corners of her eyes became even redder, and a sense of helplessness rose in her ruby-like eyes.
He met Ling Wu's gaze and stepped closer to her.
As he walked, no footprints were left on the snow, but a thin layer of snow accumulated on his shoulders and hair in that short time.
This shows how heavy the snowfall was.
He took a few steps and saw the woman's eyes filled with panic.
In a daze, he seemed to realize that he had been abrupt again. Just as he was about to apologize, he saw the woman step back again, her eyes and brows showing her displeasure at his approach.
He stopped abruptly, standing in the wind and snow, his urgency growing. "I... I just want to confirm whether you are truly my savior. I mean no harm... really."
He didn't have much time left. If he didn't get to the woman named Sui Sui's room by now, who knew when the smiling tiger would wake him up again.
Thinking of this, his face turned pale, and with a thought, he used his cultivation to condense a dagger at his fingertips before walking towards Ling Wu.
Although she sensed that the rabbit meant her no harm, Lingwu continued to back away.
"No..." The man realized that his actions had caused Ling Wu to misunderstand, and quickly explained, "This dagger was formed from my cultivation, and it is the only thing that can hurt me. If you are afraid, I will give this dagger to you."
As he spoke, he glanced at the heavy snowfall and saw Ling Wu's pale face. He realized that she might be his savior, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
Upon hearing this, Ling Wu did not retreat any further.
I don't recall giving her a dagger, and besides, given the rabbit's abilities, killing her wouldn't have required such a complicated process.
After a moment's thought, she said, "Alright, then hand it to me."
Lingwu stretched out her hand from under her cloak, revealing a section of her fair wrist beneath only a white undergarment.
The man's ears turned red at the sight, and he dared not look at her, only lowering his head as he walked towards her.
A blood-stained gem was embedded in the hilt of the dagger, standing out vividly against the snowy backdrop.
He lowered his head, then stopped two steps away from her and handed her the dagger in his hand.
Only after Lingwu was certain that he meant no harm did she reach out and take it.
The man lowered his head again when he touched the extra inch of white skin on the blood-stained gem.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see those slender, fair fingertips. At the same time, the brief warmth from his hand was taken away by the woman along with the dagger.
Lingwu gripped the dagger; it wasn't light, but its weight was acceptable.
Unsure whether the rabbit was telling the truth when it said it could hurt him, and unaware of his fatal weakness, Ling Wu refrained from taking action.
"Can you hug me now?" The man seemed embarrassed, and his originally gentle voice was now very low and husky.
The maid from a few days ago had held his original form, but the woman in front of him only touched him before he was fully conscious.
His eyes filled with tenderness as he recalled the little girl who had held him and protected him in her arms when he was young.
He looked up, suppressing his nervous excitement, and saw Ling Wu holding a dagger, her face filled with uncontrollable shame, annoyance, and anger.
He originally only said he wanted to get close and smell her scent, but now he's gone too far and wants her to hug him. If Su Lingwu were here, she would want to kill him a thousand times over.
Thinking of this, Lingwu tightened her grip on the dagger.
"You are truly...shameless!" The woman's voice was gentle, but now it was tinged with anger and became even more lively.
Ling Wu remained unmoved, but she raised her hand along with the dagger.
The rabbit that can transform into a human—is it in its heart, its forehead, or those beautiful, ruby-like eyes?
The moment their eyes met, Lingwu saw his bewilderment and confusion, and even a hint of joy.
What's there to be happy about? Is it the joy of finding your true savior in the next moment, or the joy of being scolded by her?
Lingwu didn't try to guess; she simply stabbed the dagger into his heart.
The moment the dagger pierced his heart, pain flashed in the man's eyes, but he took a step forward with the dagger, opening his arms as if to pull Ling Wu into his embrace.
"He is my benefactor."
He murmured as he approached Ling Wu, seemingly reluctant to leave her scent.
But as Ling Wu pulled the dagger from his heart and stepped back, his embrace fell empty.
In the end, all that could be caught were the strands of hair and the faint fragrance that lingered briefly as Ling Wu retreated.
Ling Wu moved quickly. After the dagger was drawn, the droplets of blood from its tip fell to the ground like snowflakes, making a "drip" sound amidst the "rustling" sound of snow.
The man in the snow-white robe clutched his chest.
Seeing the wariness and disgust on Ling Wu's face, his eyes held a complex mix of sadness and joy.
Ling Wu's face was pale, and her hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.
Sensing Ling Wu's panic, he disregarded his own injuries and repeatedly reassured her, "You are my savior, I would never hurt you, don't be afraid."
"My benefactor." He couldn't help but feel anxious, not knowing what to do.
When he saw the dagger that Ling Wu was gripping tightly, his eyes lit up. "If my benefactor is still not satisfied, she can stab me a few more times!"
Seeing that he was not afraid at all, Ling Wu guessed that the dagger could not kill him, so she said in an extremely cold voice: "Get lost."
The man pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but under Ling Wu's cold gaze, he had no choice but to suppress his reluctance after the reunion and back away to leave.
"Wait a minute," Ling Wu said.
The man's dark eyes lit up instantly. "What does my benefactor want to say? As long as it's within my power, I'll do it for you... If I can't, I'll still try my best to help you!"
Ling Wu ignored his joy, "When will the servants in my palace wake up?"
The man's eyes, which had just lit up, dimmed again. He replied in a hoarse voice, "He should wake up in about 15 minutes... I really didn't mean to."
After he finished speaking, he expected Ling Wu to speak again, but as soon as he looked up, he noticed her pale face.
"Then I'm leaving." With that, she reluctantly disappeared from the spot.
On the snow-covered tree, a rabbit with a wounded belly appeared, its ruby-red eyes gazing at the woman through the gaps in the leaves.
Lingwu couldn't ignore the burning gaze, so she lowered her eyes and pretended not to notice, then pulled her cloak tighter, gripped her dagger, and left.
After she left, the rabbit on the tree landed lightly and then stopped where Ling Wu had just been.
In his human-like red eyes were the joy of a long-awaited reunion, and also the bewilderment of not knowing how he had ended up being disliked by his benefactor.
He transformed into human form, restored his wounds, and wiped away the blood droplets that had spilled on the ground before reluctantly walking toward Sui Sui's room.
He has already found his benefactor, so why should he listen to that smiling tiger?
Moreover, if he were to wake her, he would disappear.
Back in her palace, Lingwu prepared to wipe the bloodstains off the dagger, only to find it brand new. If it weren't for the chilling aura emanating from the blade, it would have seemed as if it had never been opened.
Without hesitation, Lingwu placed the dagger in her dressing case and returned to her bed.
Half an hour later, the maids and eunuchs gradually woke up, and Linlang's presence returned to the palace. Only then did Lingwu close her eyes.
I'm afraid I'll fall ill tomorrow, but perhaps this illness will also be an opportunity.
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