Chapter 109: Madman. (There is a plot about the previous life)...
"I even injured my arm for this gift. Qilang must be grateful for it."
Chao Xu continued laughing and speaking, with a look of pride on his face. It was more like a warning from the Chao family to Xie Yun rather than a gift.
It just so happened that he himself admitted that he didn't take that lowly woman seriously.
Upon hearing this, "Xie Yun" half-closed his dark eyes, and the irritability in his body became more severe. If it were not for Gong Chengyue's persuasion, "he" would never waste time here.
I wonder where she is now. Did she catch a cold from the rain?
The sound of rain continued to reach "Xie Yun's" ears. "He" had no interest in the gift Chao Xu mentioned. His heart was beating fast and fiercely.
In the void, there was another heart identical to "his", which expanded violently, contracted, and then exploded!
Xie Yun gritted his teeth, his deep eyes were bloodshot, but there was no expression on his face, he just looked at the door indifferently.
A moment later, Chao Xu's subordinates brought the prepared "greeting gift".
She was a person stained with mud and blood, with her long, disheveled hair covering her face. The only thing visible was a pair of pale hands.
The knuckles were slender, with a few thin calluses, hanging limply and stiffly.
Xie Yun recalled the scene when he first met her. A drop of crystal sweat dripped from the woman's chin onto the back of his hand, but now, a drop of red blood slid down from her fingertips.
The sticky liquid had a fishy smell that seemed to corrode Xie Yun's entire heart.
After a long time, he gently called out to the woman who seemed to have fallen asleep, "Ah Xian... don't be afraid, this is just a dream."
Pain swept through every part of his body, and he murmured softly that this was just a false dream.
After saying this, in order to prove that he had not deceived her, Xie Yun smiled gently with his thin lips, and a burning sensation surged from his throat.
It was a dream, how could it be real?
The woman who slid to the ground did not make a sound, and she would never be able to respond.
But the sound of her body sliding down woke up the people in the same time and space.
“…Ah Xian.”
Someone was also calling the peasant girl softly, the low voice trembling with a panic.
In Xie Yun's bloodshot eyes, a tall figure staggered towards the woman on the ground. He saw the nervous look on "his" face, he saw "him" lower his proud head, and he saw "him" holding the person in his arms.
His thin lips kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, the corners of her lips, and finally stopped at her quiet and cold pulse, calling her again.
"Ah Xian."
"Ah Xian!"
"ah!!!"
Each cry was louder than the last, filled with pleading, fear, and misery.
Xie Yun entered his own body in the dream. At this moment, there was no distinction between reality and falsehood. He was "him" and "he" was also him.
In fact, there is only one person who truly exists and truly experiences all of this.
The one who made the unforgivable mistake in his life!
(Note: The following is a dream scene, but it also happened in my past life.)
Xie Yun hugged the woman in his arms, his mind filled with one fact: his Ah Xian would never wake up, her heart and pulse had stopped beating, and from then on, there was no Ah Xian in this world.
Ah Xian, who carried the seriously injured him down the mountain, Ah Xian, who gave him acupuncture and massaged his legs over and over again, Ah Xian, who made a sedan chair with blisters on her hands because she was worried about his mobility problems, Ah Xian, who was embarrassed to smile at him, Ah Xian, who shyly asked him if he liked wild geese, Ah Xian, who accompanied him after leaving his hometown without hesitation, Ah Xian, who studied seriously and hard, Ah Xian, who called him by his name when she was angry, Ah Xian, who would raise her bow and arrow and say she would protect him during the war... all of them are gone.
Xie Yun knelt beside her, his face pale with the excruciating pain. Even though he got no response, he still called her again and again until his throat was hoarse and bleeding.
He was wrong. How could he be angry with her? How could he let her go? How could he let her taste loneliness again?
He should have told her from the beginning that they were going to get married, that he had survived the war and was no longer afraid of anything, and that they would have a home.
He will always be the way she likes, even if he has to pretend until the end of time; he will help her find her cousin and fellow villagers, no matter how jealous he is; he will accompany her to live the simple life she wants, even if it means leaving the aristocratic family and returning to a remote mountain village.
"Ah Xian, look at me, look at me, look at me again! I'm willing to do anything... Ah Xian, don't sleep anymore. You're so cold, what if you get sick?"
"Xie, doctor, go and bring all the doctors in the city here!"
"Yes, with a doctor and medicine, Ah Xian will definitely be cured."
Xie Yun hugged her tightly, his scarlet eyes tinged with smile. There would be a way, he could use any means to keep his Ah Xian.
"Alang! Madam... was shot in the heart and is dead." Xie was also plunged into grief. He didn't expect that after only a few hours of separation, when he saw the hardworking and sincere woman again, she had turned into a corpse.
But what shocked him even more was the desperate and crazy look of his own Alang. Madam Zhang was dead, and what would Alang do after losing her... He, the eldest master, and many people who thought they were doing it for Alang's own good were all accomplices.
Xie Yun's lips were pursed coldly. When he heard Xie's words, he slowly lowered his eyes. His blurred vision clearly saw a pool of blood that was about to solidify.
A truly sincere heart should have been beating there, so beautiful. But now, it is completely covered by hideous, ugly scars!
Xie Yun came forward and kissed the bloodstain softly. His thin, crimson lips looked like a ghost in the mountains.
He turned his head, his eyes fixed on Chao Xu, who looked proud but also afraid.
Chao Xu's breath stopped and he sensed a strong danger. With bloodshot eyes, he ordered his men to protect him, but it was too late. In just a moment, their heads rolled to the ground.
Xie Yun drew out his cold sword, his body covered in blood, and his surging murderous aura was beyond the scope of human beings. At this moment, he was indeed no longer a human being.
"Xie Yun! My father is Chao Liang, and my mother is the Grand Princess. How dare you!"
"No, my hands! My legs!"
"Hehe, you don't know... that lowly woman was still alive when you came in. She died after hearing you say lowly with her own ears, hahahaha..."
When Gongcheng Yue realized something was wrong and hurried back, he saw a pile of dead bodies. Among them, Chao Xu, the son of the Grand Marshal, had turned into a torn body with only his head vaguely intact.
His good friend Xie Qilang was holding a woman in his arms and wiping the mud off her body. When he noticed him returning, he looked up and spoke to him calmly.
"Yue, help me think of a way to wake Ah Xian up."
No one in this world has stipulated that the dead cannot be resurrected. The reason there is no precedent is that he has not tried it yet.
Gong Chengyue stood still for a long time, his limbs becoming numb. He finally came to his senses and waved his feather fan in his empty hands. "Let me think about it. Let me think about it carefully."
No matter what the outcome is, Qilang cannot become a madman who has lost all reason.
"...Star Picking Tower, Qilang, have you forgotten? There's a Star Picking Tower in Jiankang City. A sorcerer said that standing at the highest point on it can communicate with ghosts and gods."
As long as she can communicate with the ghosts and gods and give them what they want, the dead peasant girl will come back to life.
"Okay, I understand."
Xie Yun nodded, his cheek against hers, trying to warm the woman in his arms, "Ah Xian, wait for me, don't be afraid."
He smiled slightly as he thought of something. Gong Chengyue looked at him silently, not surprised to hear what he said.
"Tomorrow, we will get married."
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In a bright and warm house.
Zhang Jingxian flipped through the book in her hand anxiously.
Although she had been drunk herself, she had never taken care of a drunk person. After throwing Xie Yun on the couch and asking her to drink a bowl of five-grain soup, she didn't know what to do next.
Fortunately, the drunk man was relatively well-behaved. He lay flat on the couch with his long legs stretched out, sleeping soundly.
From time to time, she looked back at him, but he showed no signs of waking up. His rather aggressive facial features were hidden behind the curtains, and he looked unusually calm and gentle.
He is very similar to the young man from a noble family in his previous life who disguised himself perfectly at the beginning.
Zhang Jingxian waited for a while and lost her patience.
She extinguished a few candles, closed the door and walked out. Then, under the respectful gaze of the guards and maids, she passed through several corridors and returned to the guest house where she had not rested for many days.
As they were both guests at the guest house, she knew Chao Xu must be nearby.
Zhang Jingxian touched the flint on her body, her eyes calm. She would try her best to let her dead self rest in peace.
Lying on the spacious couch, she closed her eyes.
After making up her mind, she slept soundly, wrapped tightly in the quilt, and did not feel awkward.
A dreamless night.
After waking up the next morning, Zhang Jingxian returned to the guest house and was stunned for a while. She looked at the bed where she was alone, and seemed to be thinking about something.
Xie Yun didn’t show up last night.
Was it the five-grain soup that worked or was it because he drank alcohol?
But no matter what the reason, this is good news. Xie Yun will have fewer attacks and her life will be more peaceful.
After changing her clothes and tying her hair, Zhang Jingxian deliberately walked around the guest house with a bow and arrow. The people in the mansion were surprised to see her. Everyone knew that the envoy's wife was good at shooting and liked to practice archery in the morning.
But when she reached a courtyard, someone stopped her and stared at the bow and arrow in her hand warily.
It's a strange face.
Zhang Jingxian knew she had found the place. Soon, she put on a cold face and acted like the wife of an envoy. "Winter is approaching, and hunting will become increasingly difficult. Do you really want to interfere with my archery practice?"
The man frowned upon hearing her words, a hint of disdain evident in his eyes. "Madam Envoy's archery practice certainly has nothing to do with us, but my husband is a daughter of a wealthy family. If you shoot recklessly and injure him, even Envoy Xie can't protect you!"
They lived here to give face to the Xie family, not to give face to a woman of commoner origin.
"So it's General Chao in there..." Zhang Jingxian was indeed a little frightened when she heard this, and she apologized cautiously, "Everyone says this winter is going to be cold, so I wanted to hunt a few deer to nourish you, my lord. Please don't blame me for any offense I caused you."
After saying this, she carefully put away her bow and arrow and left.
This person reported her every move to Chao Xu in the room, who was also disdainful, "A woman actually dares to talk about hunting deer so shamelessly."
Fighting for the Central Plains has been a politically significant term since ancient times, symbolizing ambition and power.
Chao Xu immediately became interested. Compared to his father and brother, he was much more arrogant and also loved to have fun. "Let's go to the Northern Palace Army first, and then we will also go to chase the deer!"
Sooner or later, the world will belong to their Chao family.
"Find another opportunity to kill that lowly bastard. Father has instructed us that the Northern Army must be under our control. The Xie family still has Prime Minister Xie. After all, letting Xie Yun marry the daughter of the Chao family is the best strategy."
Chao Xu was not stupid. Compared to getting rid of a commoner, getting rid of Xie Yun was of course easier.
…
Zhang Jingxian looked quietly at the courtyard where Chao Xu lived and waited for about a quarter of an hour before taking a step forward.
She walked forward with her head down, never noticing that a shadow was following her.
Looking closely, the shadow doesn't look human at all.
His eyes were red, like a ghost that only appeared at night. He had no ability to think, no change in expression, and only knew to follow her.
Watching her sleep peacefully, watching her breathe, watching her practice archery, watching her approach the courtyard where Chao Xu lived with ulterior motives.
Where else is she going?
There was a ripple in his eyes. Will he go find him?
Zhang Jingxian went to the stable where the foal slept, and fed it wheat and water as usual. Then she touched its fur and whispered to it, asking it to do her a favor in a few days.
"There is a human being who is my enemy. I have to be on guard against him."
She regarded Chao Xu as her enemy. When Shadow heard this, his heart suddenly tightened and panic appeared on his face.
No, he forced himself to remain calm.
"Ah Xian must be doing this for me. I want to kill Chao Xu."
She didn't know what happened in the dream, it was just a coincidence.
Shadow convinced himself so.
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The author has something to say: Kisses, the following chapters will have relatively large emotional fluctuations, so some of them will be delayed, but they will definitely be there, please don’t blame me!
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