Chapter 59 "What is the red thread for?"...
Meng Chiwan's grip didn't weaken at all, but Yun Xianqing seemed oblivious to it, gently stroking her hand as she raised her own.
He looked at her, concealing the gloom hidden beneath his skin once more, and then asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Upon hearing what he said, Liu Yuan's face turned ashen: "It's none of your business."
Meng Chiwan only looked at him, and then used all her strength to grab his neck, but she was just an illusion projected by her soul and could not cause him any harm at all.
Finally, she withdrew her hand and regained her composure. She even lightly wiped her hands on her sleeve.
She didn't answer him, but it was as if she had.
Seeing her like this, Yun Xianqing's pupils darkened slightly: "Chi Wan, are you ignoring me?"
Upon hearing this, Meng Chiwan almost laughed in anger. She opened her mouth to retort, but found that she couldn't make a sound, so she simply turned her head away and ignored him.
Yun Xianqing looked at her, then tilted his head slightly, as if to tell that she was speechless, and said, "Why are you ignoring me? Is Chi Wan angry? And why is there a...red thread on your hand?"
Meng Chiwan turned a deaf ear; she simply couldn't understand why someone would innocently ask her why she ignored him after stabbing someone else in the back.
How thick-skinned do you have to be?
Oh right, he is the famous Immortal Lord Qingyi, so it's only natural that he's a bit shameless. He must have been so high and mighty that he never even paid her any attention.
To him, her suffering was nothing, and seeing that she was still alive was even less of a concern.
To this, Meng Chiwan could only say: I'm not just angry, I'm absolutely furious.
Fortunately, Liu Yuan spoke up the next moment: "Why are you calling me Chi Wan?"
Yun Xianqing ignored him again, and Liu Yuan felt that the ropes binding her body were even tighter, and she also felt a dull pain all over her body.
Liu Yuan looked away, and Meng Chiwan was also relieved to no longer have to see Yun Xianqing. Only then did she realize that her body had emerged slightly from Liu Yuan's body, and she quickly shrank back in.
Liu Yuan looked at the girl sitting leisurely to the side with a mournful expression and asked, "What's wrong with me now?"
The ropes binding him showed no sign of slowing down.
The girl looked at him with a smile, her eyes like a clear lotus pond, yet filled with a playful emotion.
"It wasn't me." She shook her head slightly at the end, speaking sarcastically.
Liu Yuan paused, and when he turned his gaze, he met a pair of dark eyes, and suddenly he was speechless.
The girl said she didn't do it, so who could it be? It's so hard to guess. He thought expressionlessly.
"What is my relationship with this Chi Wan you mentioned?" After thinking for a moment, he still asked.
Meng Chiwan found this somewhat amusing. But at the same time, she became puzzled. Wei Jiyu said it was an illusion, so everything she encountered must have happened before. But why could Yun Xianqing see her?
Could it be that Yun Xianqing also entered the secret realm? But why is Liu Yuan able to talk to Yun Xianqing?
There were too many things she couldn't understand, so Meng Chiwan simply stopped thinking about them and quietly stayed inside Liu Yuan's body.
During this time, Yun Xianqing kept trying to coax Meng Chiwan to speak again, but Meng Chiwan completely ignored him.
Meng Chiwan did manage to glance at Yun Xianqing's reaction. He still wore that gentle smile, and no matter how she spoke to him, she didn't spare him a single glance. He didn't show the slightest displeasure, only a hint of…resentment?
Meng Chiwan was somewhat shocked. She was surprised to see such a sorrowful expression on Yun Xianqing's face.
Unfortunately, after seeing it, she was only shocked and had no other thoughts. Let alone trying to persuade or coax her, she felt that even looking at it for a second would betray the disheartened person she once was.
Why could Yun Xianqing act as if nothing had happened? She felt her hatred deepen even further.
Yun Xianqing seemed somewhat annoyed by Liu Yuan, but ultimately did nothing. Because there was always a one in ten thousand chance that Meng Chiwan might be hurt.
Seeing that he did not answer, Liu Yuan wanted to say something more, but the ropes binding her body tightened more and more, almost cutting her body into several pieces.
Meng Chiwan did not react at all; the pain did not affect her in the slightest.
Liu Yuan gasped for breath, "Stop, stop, stop, okay? I won't say anything anymore."
The girl glanced at him sideways, then ignored Yun Xianqing and asked inexplicably, "What's that red thread on your hand for?"
Meng Chiwan: "...?"
Huh? Everyone can see her, right?
But there was nothing she could do; she still couldn't speak, so she simply pretended to be dead and ignored them. After all, she was invincible now, and these people couldn't do anything to her.
But the next moment, she felt the red thread move, as if the other end had been pulled.
But she remembered that the other end of the red thread was tied to Wei Jiyu's hand. In other words, it was highly likely that Wei Jiyu was the one pulling the red thread.
Was he trying to reunite with her? Or had something unexpected happened?
Almost the instant the red thread was pulled, Yun Xianqing noticed that the sorrow on her face had faded, replaced by a gloomy expression.
The girl who asked her the question paused, looked at her, and somehow, several strings of the zither she was slowly plucking broke, producing a jarring echo.
Meng Chiwan looked over immediately, but only saw the girl's apologetic smile. She felt something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.
Shortly afterward, the gauze curtains in the building were lifted by the wind and then slowly fell back down, eventually revealing a figure that became clearer and clearer.
Meng Chiwan's vision gradually cleared, and the red thread tied to her wrist moved more and more violently.
Beneath the gauze curtain, a person stood at the bottom of the steps, gently shaking the red thread on their wrist, looking up at Meng Chiwan, who was hidden in Liu Yuan's body, with a smile on their face, but the tips of their ears were flushed.
Several more ear-piercing sounds of strings snapping rang out.
Startled by the sound, Meng Chiwan turned her head to look. The girl had dark eyes and a faint smile on her face, but her hand holding the broken string was dripping with blood.
However, the Immortal Lord Qingyi seemed frozen in place, showing no reaction whatsoever, and no emotion could be discerned beneath the veil.
"Chi Wan, are you alright?" The boy's clear voice came, but no one could hear it, and no one could see it.
Wei Jiyu and she were both in an illusion, yet not people in the illusion; therefore, only she could hear him speak.
On the other side, the girl's voice was like a spring thawing in early spring, carrying a few tiny bits of ice, yet she was clearly smiling: "What does Red Thread do?"
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