Chapter 129 He Qingran's Thoughts
She glanced sideways at Yan Jue beside her and casually said, "Yan Jue, why didn't you say this jade pendant was beautiful just now?"
"Since you like it, if I were to offer my opinion, wouldn't that just be adding insult to injury?"
Yan Jue glanced at Shen Pingjin and met her astonished gaze.
"What you said makes sense."
Shen Pingjin thought that Yan Jue was truly self-aware; even if she didn't like the jade wisteria pendant, she would still buy it.
"Didn't you just say you were going to take me somewhere? Why aren't we leaving now?" Shen Pingjin asked again.
"Take a look at the brocade around your waist and see what's going on."
Chen Pingjin: "?"
Following Yan Jue's gaze, Chen Pingjin looked at her waist. It was a terrible sight, for the sword Chu Jin was emitting a dark red light that flickered on and off, and she didn't know what was wrong with it.
Shen Pingjin had seen Chu Jin emit light many times. The first time she was pulled into a dream to meet her mother, the light was purple. The next few times it emitted light, it was red, but now it was dark red and flickering.
Could this be a sign of something?
But Chen Pingjin had no clue.
"But we're both dressed in ordinary clothes now, and the brocade can only be worn at our waists. We have nowhere else to put it. Yan Jue, what do you think we should do now?"
Yan Jue looked at the brocade at Chen Pingjin's waist, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't puzzled.
Previously, when this sword was in his hands, it would inexplicably emit light under certain circumstances.
And once, when he was moving the sword, he was accidentally cut by Chu Jin and bled. Strangely, the blood actually merged directly into Chu Jin.
He racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.
Thinking of this, Yan Jue said, "This is Yangzhou City. The people of Yangzhou are open-minded, and generally no one will care about this. However, we are not in the capital now and we need to continue to hide our identities. It is best not to alert them and go back to the inn first."
"But you said you were going to take me to a place..."
For some reason, Shen Pingjin felt a little wronged when she said this.
"There will be plenty of opportunities to take you there."
After saying this, Yan Jue grabbed Shen Pingjin's sleeve and turned to leave.
The two did not intend to return to the inn arranged by the emperor, but instead found another remote inn to stay in.
It was late at night, with a few dark clouds remaining in the sky. The crescent moon, shaped like a small boat, hung high in the sky, its cool moonlight partially obscured by the clouds.
Birds perched on the newly sprouted green branches in early spring, all fast asleep, signaling the passage of time.
Yan Jue pushed open the door, looked at the waiter standing by the counter, and led Shen Pingjin directly over.
He took a silver ingot out of his purse and placed it on the table. The silver ingot made a crisp sound as it touched the wooden table.
The waiter was taken aback. "Gentlemen, do you wish to stay here for the night?"
Yan Jue replied, "One room is enough."
Hearing this, Chen Pingjin couldn't contain herself any longer, "No, we want two rooms..."
"No, I want one room." Yan Jue glanced at Shen Pingjin beside him; her sharply defined profile glowed warmly in the candlelight.
Although the two of them had already been frank and open with each other that night, she still felt uncomfortable with this feeling of being controlled.
There was even a slight resistance.
The waiter was clearly stunned. After waiting for a while, he nodded to indicate that he understood when he saw that Shen Pingjin no longer resisted.
"Esteemed guests, there is an empty private room on the second floor. Please go in and someone will show you in."
Yan Jue nodded and led Chen Pingjin up the stairs.
Shen Pingjin finally couldn't hold back any longer and voiced her doubts: "Yan Jue, why did you..."
Yan Jue gave her a cold look and interrupted her: "Do you want to live alone, my queen?"
The man spoke the words "Princess" with tenderness and affection, his voice deep and resonant, with a lingering, drawn-out tone that made one's heart flutter uncontrollably.
Shen Pingjin seemed to choke on his words; there was indeed a reason behind what he said.
"Alright then, I won't say anything." Shen Pingjin glanced at Yan Jue, then lowered her head and remained silent.
As soon as the two reached the second floor, a young woman stepped forward and said to them, "Please follow me, gentlemen."
Shen Pingjin and Yan Jue walked over and followed the girl to a room.
After thanking them, the two went into the room.
Almost at the same moment, a man with a veiled face appeared in the inn and walked toward the waiter standing at the counter.
"Sir, are you planning to stay here for the night?"
The waiter looked at the man, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes when he saw that the man was wearing a veil.
He Qingran looked at the waiter in front of her and said coldly, "I'd like a guest room."
The only visible features of the man before him were his sword-like eyebrows and his cold, phoenix-shaped eyes. The waiter dared not say anything more and quickly replied, "Okay."
"Please go up to the second floor if you are interested."
He Qingran gave a cold "hmm" and went upstairs.
After seeing He Qingran leave, the waiter finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, the man is finally gone!
When this man was in front of him, he always had the illusion that if he said just one more word, the man would kill him.
After He Qingran went upstairs, she waved to the girl who was walking towards her, indicating that she didn't need to take her into the room.
The girl was taken aback. She was still a little hesitant, but after seeing the distance in the man's eyes, she nodded blankly and said okay.
He Qingran closed the door and went into the room.
As soon as he closed the door, he collapsed in front of it, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The blood she vomited was extremely dark. He Qingran leaned against the door, panting heavily. She took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve, poured out a pill, and put it into her mouth.
"Huff... huff..."
After swallowing the pill, He Qingran felt much better.
I don't know where he is now.
He Qingran gazed at the crescent moon outside the window, her thoughts drifting.
He and another person were of the same yin and yang nature. According to the cultivation method, that person should be a woman, but in his case, it seems to be different. Both of his destined partners were men.
He will suffer a backlash if the man who is his counterpart is harmed.
That person must have been poisoned.
Thinking of this, He Qingran knew she had to hurry and find that person.
However, the most urgent task is to meet with His Highness the Crown Prince and discuss the next steps.
He went to the bed, took out the account book, and carefully opened it to look at it.
After confirming that the contents were accurate, He Qingran closed the ledger and carefully put it back into her bundle.
I slept well all night.
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