Chapter 188 His and Her Story
After eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, everyone helped to clean up the dishes and went to the main house to stay up all night.
In the main room, the fire in the brazier was burning brightly, and everyone gathered together to drink tea and chat.
The three little ones felt sleepy after sitting for a while and fell asleep in the adults' arms.
Yunniang had been busy all day and went to bed with her three children, and Rong'er followed her.
The three brothers of the Ye family sat and yawned for a while, and then went to sleep because they couldn't bear it anymore.
Zhao Xingjian had trouble sleeping and had planned to stay up all night to celebrate the New Year, but as soon as everyone left, he inexplicably felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit strange.
The main reason is that Luo Qiuyue is too abnormal.
She was sitting upright on the chair with her back straight, her hands folded on her knees, a gentle and reserved smile on her face, completely different from her usual self.
Zhao Xingjian looked at the two people facing each other across the brazier, and the questions that had puzzled him for a long time lingered in his mind again.
These two people seem to be worlds apart in both appearance and temperament. Why did they get married?
Luo Qiuyue is in her early forties. She has an ordinary appearance and a sallow complexion, just like an ordinary country woman.
The Regent is such a talented person, how could he fall in love with such an ordinary country girl?
According to Zhao Xingjian's speculation, it is very likely that Luo Qiuyue accidentally saved the Regent, and the Regent gave himself to her in order to repay her kindness.
Oh! Back then, the Prince Regent was the dream lover of so many young ladies. What a twist of fate!
Zhao Xingjian sighed in his heart, said hello to the two of them, got up and went back to his room.
The room fell silent, with only the soft crackling of the charcoal fire as the only sound.
In the flickering firelight, Ye Buwei looked up at Luo Qiuyue and sighed slightly: "Qiuyue, are you planning to stay so far away from me in the future?"
"I..." Luo Qiuyue bit her lip and said, "You'll be disappointed if you see me like this."
Ye Buwei smiled broadly, "You and I have been together for more than twenty years. No matter you or I, our youth has long passed. How can there be any disappointment?"
Luo Qiuyue's tone was filled with frustration. "That's true. I know you're not that superficial, but I just don't want you to see me like this. It has nothing to do with beauty or ugliness."
"Okay, then I won't practice martial arts anymore..."
Before Ye Buwei could finish his words, Luo Qiuyue suddenly stood up and said, "Don't talk nonsense. We've waited twenty years for your eyes to recover. I'm being hypocritical!"
Then he walked straight to Ye Buwei, raised his head and closed his eyes, "Look, look, this is me, your wife!"
Ye Buwei's eyes fell on Luo Qiuyue's face, a trace of doubt appeared on his face, and quickly disappeared.
"Qiuyue, open your eyes."
Luo Qiuyue opened her eyes.
The most striking feature of Luo Qiuyue's face is her eyes, which are like sparkling phoenix eyes. Usually, her eyes look very sharp, giving people a fierce feeling, but when she is quiet, there is an indescribable clarity and movingness in her eyes, just like at this moment.
"Am I what you imagined?" Luo Qiuyue asked softly.
Ye Buwei shook his head, "No."
Luo Qiuyue smiled, her eyes showing whether it was joy or sadness, "It's getting late, go get some rest."
At the moment of turning to leave, Ye Buwei grabbed her arm and said, "Don't worry, I have something to say."
"Do I have to say it now?" Luo Qiuyue's mind and heart were in a mess.
She is forty years old this year, and should have passed the age of blushing and heartbeating.
But at this moment, looking at Ye Buwei's eyes that had regained their spirit, she seemed to be back to the day twenty years ago when she first met him.
That day, a feeling she had never experienced before surged in her heart. At that time, she didn't know that it was love.
In her heart, Ye Buwei represents sweet sadness and forbidden bitterness.
He was once the biggest secret in her heart.
Although the two have been together for twenty years, she almost forgot to breathe when Ye Buwei's gaze fell on her face.
"I must say that this matter should be dealt with as soon as possible." Ye Buwei pressed her into the seat, bent his legs and half-knelt, looking up at her.
"Then...then you say it!" Luo Qiuyue gritted her teeth and twisted her hands unconsciously.
Ye Buwei said calmly, "Twenty years ago, there was a very famous assassin organization in Dayu Dynasty called Wushengmen."
Luo Qiuyue's eyes widened. "Why are you telling me this? I don't understand this."
Ye Buwei comforted her with his eyes.
"Rumor has it that the Wusheng Sect accounts for more than half of the top ten assassins on the assassin rankings. Hiring Wusheng Sect assassins is not something that ordinary people can afford. Killing a single person can easily cost a thousand taels of gold. Regardless of whether the assassin succeeds or not, half of the money must be paid as a deposit. Once the deposit is paid, it is non-refundable."
"Even so, Wushengmen still attracts many people, because once you are on the list of Wushengmen, it is like having your name crossed out from the Book of Life and Death by the King of Hell. There are no exceptions."
"That year, Wushengmen received an assassination order to kill a man named Xiao Chuchen. Wushengmen didn't want to take on this tough challenge, but the other party offered too much: a full two million taels of gold, just to buy Xiao Chuchen's head."
"The Wusheng Sect sent out several assassins, but they were either killed in return or returned empty-handed. Legend has it that because of this incident, the Wusheng Sect's long-standing reputation is in jeopardy."
"One day, a new killer arrived. She followed him for two whole months, thinking she was keeping him undercover. But she didn't know he was born with exceptionally keen senses, both hearing and smelling. He also had a peculiar, faint scent about him, like medicine, but also something else. She thought she was being clever, but in fact, she had already been exposed."
Luo Qiuyue suddenly spoke, her eyes full of shock, "You..."
"But the strange thing is, she never attacked him. Who knows what she's waiting for? He's seen what she looks like. A small face the size of a palm, with phoenix eyes and a beautiful nose, tucked away in a black cloak. She's delicate and beautiful, as sleepy as a cat. She doesn't look like a serious killer at all."
Luo Qiuyue blinked, bit her lip and wanted to say something, but finally held back.
"Later, Xiao Chuchen was harmed by someone close to him, and in the critical moment, she actually protected him with her own life..." Ye Buwei paused, "Qiuyue, should I continue to tell this story?"
"No need." Luo Qiuyue burst into tears, and her tears fell on the back of his hand. "So, he has seen her, right? In this way... in this way, she will have no regrets..."
Tears welled up in Ye Buwei's eyes. "I heard that if a killer from the Wusheng Sect betrays them, the Pavilion Master will issue a hunt-and-kill order, and they won't stop until they're dead. I wonder how she managed to survive that time, carrying a poisoned person?"
"Who knows? Maybe God doesn't want them to die?" Luo Qiuyue sniffed.
Ye Buwei said: "I heard that the Wusheng Sect's disguise technique has reached the pinnacle, but once the disguise is completed, it requires our own potion to restore the true appearance."
"Well, who knows?" Luo Qiuyue changed the subject. "Old Ye, I've never seen you cry before. Why are you crying?"
"You were the one who cried first." Ye Buwei stood up and hugged her in his arms. "Xiao Jiuer said that crying will make you ugly. We should not cry anymore in the future."
Luo Qiuyue muttered in his arms, "I'm ugly to begin with, so it doesn't matter if I get uglier. I can cry if I want to."
"No." Ye Buwei whispered, "I won't let you cry. If you really want to cry, I will cry with you."
Luo Qiuyue's face heated up, and the area behind her ears turned red. "Is it appropriate to say this at such an old age?"
"It's appropriate. I think our story has just begun."
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