Chapter 37 Crimson Beauty, Pure Gentleman's Quilt, Snowy Inquiry: I'm Willing to Be Your Antidote
“However…” Shi Wenzhe looked at Qin Wenxue, whose face was pale, and suddenly didn’t want to know the answer anymore. She just looked like a beautiful woman who was sick, fragile and easily broken. She probably didn’t have any bad intentions.
Suddenly, Shi Wenzhe understood, and felt much better. She stretched and thought quietly, "This is fine too. Anyway, no matter whether the other person is still controlled by the malevolent energy or not, she can break free."
She was willing to be his antidote.
Shi Wenzhe's eyes were bright, like a calm and peaceful pool of water. No matter how people looked at her, she accepted and responded gently.
Qin Wenxue's eyes flickered.
"???" Ming Shu frowned, his fox-like eyes filled with confusion. The atmosphere between the two of them was really too strange. He scratched his head, turned around to look behind him, and muttered, "Why do I feel all creepy? My fur didn't explode."
Shi Wenzhe smiled at Ming Shu and felt that this talkative person wasn't so annoying after all. In a good mood, she walked forward and stood in front of Ming Shu, her expression solemn and serious.
Shi Wenzhe Ning said, "Ming Shu, thank you for risking your life to save me back then. Although I like to joke around with you, you are my friend. Friends are meant to bicker and tease each other, and we're meant to be together for a lifetime..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ming Shumao exploded, even the flower ornament on his forehead flashed with a dazzling light. He leaped far away, waving his hands and hurriedly said, "Who said I wanted to spend my whole life with you!" He stomped his foot, secretly glancing at Qin Wenxue. Seeing that she wasn't angry, he breathed a sigh of relief, then cautiously walked back and said earnestly to Shi Wenzhe, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm really scared of you."
Sometimes I hear of setbacks and wonder, sometimes I hear of setbacks and don't understand.
"Why are you reacting like that? I wasn't planning on spending my whole life with you anyway. No, no, I mean even if friends are together for life, they still have to bicker and joke around. Ugh, what am I saying..." She scratched her head, feeling like her brain was all messed up.
Qinwenxue is still the best.
"Never mind," she said, giving up, but still speaking to Ming Shu, who was wary of her, "I really thank you." Her eyes were sincere and bright.
Ming Shu, a little embarrassed, tightened her grip on her fingers and replied, "It's nothing..."
Shi Wenzhe Dafang stretched out his hand and said loudly, "Give me a hug."
Ming Shu's tail was practically sticking out, and he trembled as he backed away. He gave Qin Wenxue a look that seemed to ask what to do. Qin Wenxue watched the two of them like it was a show, ignoring them and letting them put on a good show.
Shi Wenzhe took a step closer, raised an eyebrow, and complained, "Can't I hug you? What part of your body hasn't I hugged?"
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" Ming Shu's cheeks flushed red. Ignoring everything else, she hugged Shi Wenzhe back, pressing her tightly against her. She said angrily, "Hug me, hug me, hug me, hug me, okay? You're a girl, can't you be a little more reserved? I'm really exasperated with you."
"You're my friend," Shi Wenzhe said indifferently.
"But there are differences between men and women."
"Okay," she casually agreed, and Ming Shu could tell at a glance that she didn't take it to heart.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had accomplished a life-or-death matter, and cautiously distanced himself from Shi Wenzhe, that idiot.
He skipped over to Qinwenxue, calling out, "Your Excellency!" It was that carefree little dog again.
Shi Wenzhe doubted his ears, pointed at Qin Wenxue with a blank expression, and stammered, "What?"
Ming Shu's tail tightened, almost tripping over his own feet. He was caught in a glare from Qin Wenxue, and he quickly changed his tune, breaking out in a cold sweat: "Your Excellency, why hasn't Your Excellency arrived yet! Ahahahahahaha."
Shi Wenzhe breathed a sigh of relief, almost fainting from the shock of those words. She knew it! How could Qin Wenxue be such an utterly wicked demon lord?
This person has a cold exterior but a kind heart; she's clearly a cold beauty.
She chuckled and replied, "Yes, why hasn't the Demon Lord come to rescue us yet?"
"Is he handsome?"
Ming Shu felt a lump in his throat, and lit a candle for Shi Wenzhe. Qin Wenxue disliked others' comments on his appearance the most.
When he first took over as Demon Lord, those hypocritical righteous people mocked him as a pretty face, saying that the Demon Realm was nothing to fear. The demons of Shifang City also thought that he could not protect his people. People in the city were in a panic, and rumors spread. That bastard Luo Yunsheng even sent his disciples to provoke him repeatedly on the Chang'an Pass, resulting in the tragic deaths of several demons from Shifang City.
Qin Wenxue said nothing, but went alone in the dark of night. The Chongming Sword shone brightly, illuminating the Chang'an Passenger Road for three whole days. Three days later, Qin Wenxue came out of the Passenger Road, carrying a blood-soaked sword, and walked silently step by step along the long main street of Shifang City.
The city was silent, save for the endless yellow sand and the graceful red figure amidst it, the silver bells and jade pendants on Qin Wenxue's clothes jingling crisply.
From then on, his name, Zhu Yan Qingjun, resounded throughout the Three Realms, and the Chongming Sword became famous in all directions.
Demons are often ugly due to the influence of malevolent energy, and are despised and rejected by humans and immortals. Qin Wenxue is beautiful, and the people of the demon realm are actually proud of her. They dare not mention it in front of Qin Wenxue, but they will secretly talk about it behind her back.
Ming Shu would occasionally hear this on the long street, and he was actually quite happy, as if he himself had been praised.
I've heard that everything I do is good, but I always seem to make a mistake.
The same is true now.
"Heh." He thought to himself, "I've lived in Yunmengze for so long, yet I'm as stupid as a dog. Ugh, I'm worse than a dog. Ugh, I'm even stupider than a dog."
"She truly is a pure and innocent beauty."
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She stared at Ming Shu, puzzled. "I'm not seriously injured, am I? Don't worry, I won't die."
Ming Shu: "..."
Qin Wenxue didn't answer, so she hopped closer to Mingshu and asked, "Am I pretty?", like a child who desperately wanted candy.
Ming Shu shook her head repeatedly, her eyes pleading, thinking, "Miss, please let me go. We really... we just can't see eye to eye."
His heart was dead; he didn't even dare to look up at the quilt and inquire about the snow.
"It's boring." Shi Wenzhe muttered, "It's like I molested you." She let go of Ming Shu, who didn't dare to move, and approached Qin Wenxue with a grin. Only then did Shi Wenzhe see that Qin Wenxue's clothes were just casually gathered up today, with a section of white undergarment showing at her neck.
When Shi Wenzhe said, "It's not so formal anymore," his first thought was, "but this casual way of dressing is quite alluring."
Qin Wenxue's half-concealed, half-ascetic appearance really makes one want to... commit indecent acts!
She coughed lightly to cover her upturned lips and asked, "Are there no humans in Peach Blossom Valley? I'd like to find a home."
Ming Shu asked curiously, "What do you want with them? We don't even know what time it is in Peach Blossom Valley right now. If you go looking for them, you're just asking for trouble."
Qin Wenxue also looked up, as if asking something.
Shi Wenzhe's heart skipped a beat. Today, his unusually outward emotions were evident, and he was constantly agreeing with her, gentle and patient. She could feel the vibrant presence of Qin Wenxue, which was very subtle but captivating.
She couldn't help but think excitedly, "After so long, I've finally seen his expression other than his cold face. My talkative personality has its advantages after all."
The upward curve of her lips never faded. She didn't speak again, but moved closer to the other person, stiffly reaching out to straighten their slightly disheveled collar.
Her heart was pounding, and Qin Wenxue's shallow breaths hit her cheeks, making it hard for her to breathe.
"Don't go away from me, don't go away from me," she prayed, her hands still moving. Only then did she realize that Qin Wenxue's red clothes were stained with blood and still smelled of blood.
The stench of blood masked the faint, cool fragrance, causing Shi Wenzhe to feel annoyed.
"I'm sorry, I got your clothes dirty," she said, like a pitiful kitten.
Ming Shu looked like he'd seen a ghost and exclaimed in shock, "Are you pretending to be pitiful?"
I don't want to pay him any attention.
Qin Wenxue said in a deep voice, "It's alright."
“Okay.” She blinked and followed Qin Wenxue down the rock. She asked, “Where are we going?”
"Let's take a look," he said. "I've never seen the Peach Blossom Valley of yesteryear."
"You've never seen it either?" Shi Wenzhe asked curiously, "When was Peach Blossom Valley destroyed?"
"A thousand years ago."
"ah……"
"Why?"
"It's destroyed."
Shi Wenzhe followed closely behind. The desert sand was a bit blurry in his eyes, but having two tall figures beside him made him feel quite safe.
She was like a child who was curious about everything, even pointing at the wild grass by the roadside and asking what it was called.
Ming Shu sighed and asked in return, "Aren't you tired? This place is endless, and we don't know how long we'll have to walk. Save your energy."
Shi Wenzhe chuckled and said, "I'm not tired at all. You have no idea how happy I am chatting with you guys. Qin Wenxue was sickly a few days ago and didn't like to talk. I was often the one talking to myself. But you're different. You're a chatterbox too."
"I—" Ming Shu paused, looking at him with a "What are you saying? It's all stuff I don't want to hear" expression.
I often hear Zhe laughing shamelessly.
She said, "Ming Shu, this place is so big."
Ming Shu scoffed, "I thought you were going to say something? Is that all?"
“Peach Blossom Valley is indeed vast. It nurtured ninety percent of the demon race’s beings. Peach Blossom Valley…” He sighed, “If it weren’t for that war between immortals and demons, our demon realm wouldn’t be in such dire straits.”
His expression was rather unpleasant, and Shi Wenzhe moved his lips, but it was unclear what words of comfort he could say.
"The war between immortals and demons..." Shi Wenzhe hesitated and said, "Can you tell me about it?"
Ming Shu stopped there. They arrived at a desert with broken branches and withered willows. The wild grass grew a little taller here, so the wind and sand were not so strong. Dead trees were stuck in the rocks, some of them broken and rotten under the soil.
Shi Wenzhe's path was uneven, and his gaze toward Qin Wenxue and Ming Shu was angled upwards, so he couldn't see their faces or eyes clearly.
The air was silent for a moment, and Shi Wenzhe inexplicably became nervous. She thought she had said something that made the other person uncomfortable, and was about to laugh it off when she heard Ming Shu say calmly, "Shi Wenzhe, are you a citizen of the Demon Realm? How can you know nothing?"
He looked Shi Wenzhe up and down, then said in a deep voice, "I've always wanted to ask, you weren't like this before, were you? Yun Mengze... I've heard of your reputation. You're a real little fool, spending your days planting flowers and grass. But a few days ago you were clearly logical and lucid, and your words and actions didn't seem like those of a little fool..."
Shi Wen gripped the hem of her clothes tightly with her fingers, her heart pounding with nervousness. Even her breathing became rapid. What should she say? What should she say? That was the only thought in her mind. She was a soul from another world, and she couldn't let them know. But how should she say it? What should she say?
Her gaze toward Qin Wenxue unconsciously carried a sense of grievance and pleading.
Qin Wenxue also glanced over gently, as if waiting for her explanation.
This is a trial that is long overdue.
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