Often in separation
"Miss Wei, you must not go down the mountain." Ruoque stood in front of Wei Ruchu and in front of the mountain gate of Fengqing Temple.
"My father and brothers are fighting bravely, but I'm hiding in the mountains like a coward. I'm unworthy of being a daughter of the Wei family." Wei Ruchu twisted the hilt of her sword, bringing the blade to bear on her throat. "Ruque, I treat you as my best friend. If you stop me, we'll be severing all ties."
More than half a year ago, Captain Wei had sent his daughter to Fengqing Mountain, to Fengqing Monastery, under the pretext of recuperating. Rebellions were raging everywhere, and the enemy was invading, so he sought refuge for his daughter. But now, with the enemy at the gates, smoke billowing everywhere, the war was like a festering wound that could no longer be concealed. Even the peaceful Fengqing Monastery had sensed something was amiss.
Wei Ruchu took a step forward, and the sword blade was only an inch away from his throat. If it missed, he would have to take a step back. When he reached a point where he had no way to retreat, he made up his mind and snatched the sword away. He said helplessly, "If you want to go down the mountain, I will accompany Miss Wei."
The Northern Di people, the rebels, and the uprising army eventually stirred up the Wind City.
The sea breeze brought prosperity to the Wind City, but also brought countless pirates.
The fall of the giant would inevitably attract countless insects, ants, and wild dogs to eat it. The powerful had already learned the news and fled, leaving only the common people in fear in the precarious situation.
Bao Fu remained silent for several months. Finally, on the day Fengcheng fell, he suddenly became clear-headed. He stared blankly at one spot and shouted, "Run! Run! Run!"
After shouting "Run!" three times, Bao Fu closed his eyes and continued to sleep.
Feichun felt heartbroken watching Bao Fu change from such a lively person to his current state. Run, but where can you run to?
She remembered the jade pendant Miss Yin had given her, and the man from the martial arts world she mentioned: Nie Qing from Mingyue Mountain.
When Miss Yin mentioned Mingyue Mountain, she felt it sounded familiar. Later, she remembered that Mr. Zhang had once told her about Mingyue Mountain in a dream. But she didn't know what her connection with Mingyue Mountain was.
"Qingbai, do you know where Mingyue Mountain is?" She spread the Pisces jade pendant in front of Liu Qingbai with both hands.
Liu Qingbai glanced at the jade pendant and said meaningfully, "The travelogue says it's in the southwest."
"Leaving?"
The Taoist priest of Fengqing Temple once said that he had a calamity in the southwest. Although he didn't know what it was, given the current situation, there was no better place to go.
"Let's go."
After hesitating for a while, Liu Qingbai asked again where the jade pendant came from?
"Miss Yin gave it to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Qingbai suddenly sat up from the bed and started coughing violently.
He thought, Feichun probably didn't understand the meaning of this?
"Miss Yin?"
Feichun was a little confused, so he patted Qingbai on the back and continued to explain, "This is a token of love between Miss Ziyan and Nie Qing of Mingyue Mountain. My sister also said that I could take the jade pendant to find Nie Qing."
Liu Qingbai's expression finally relaxed.
After the Liu family's fire, Liu Qingbai, though not particularly heartbroken, did fall ill. It wasn't a serious illness, but he took a lot of medicine intermittently.
Before leaving, Liu Qingbai went to meet Liu Ruren and Liu Shuyan. The Liu family's grudges had dissipated with the passing of Master Liu, leaving only the lingering blood ties and that final farewell.
Ruoque went down the mountain, and no one knew where he went. Liu Qingbai only saw the abbot Liaochen of Wuwu Temple.
"Then I hope the donor has a smooth journey."
"Thank you, and please take care of yourself, host."
Liaochen turned his back to Liu Qingbai, clasping his hands together, facing the faces of gods and Buddhas, facing the curling smoke, with an expressionless face. To her, he was just a pilgrim she had never met before.
After Liu Qingbai walked away, he looked from afar and saw that the figure kneeling upright in the center of the hall was exactly the same as Madam Qin's back then, with no difference at all.
After seeing the people go away, Melia azedarach came in with the longevity lock.
"Host, will Miss Five stay with this?"
This silver longevity locket was crudely made and had already turned black. It was obvious that it was not from the Liu family, but a personal item left to Ruyan by Concubine Xiang. It was even engraved with Concubine Xiang's name.
"Keep her. After all, she is Ruyan's biological mother."
Melia azedarach held the longevity lock, biting her lip and moving back and forth, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"Killing someone is what you deserve. If she still remembers her mother in the future and wants to seek revenge on me, it is only right for her to take my life." She was well prepared, and her tone was calm, without a trace of emotion, as if she was narrating someone else's story.
Melia had no choice but to put the longevity lock back to Ruyan.
"Sister Kulian, how do you pronounce these two words?" Ruyan is still young and has never started to learn, so she doesn't know the words.
Melia hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "It's the word 'peace'."
"Is it peace...? Then what are the words on the other side?" Ruyan muttered to herself.
"It's Jinhua. It's your mother's name." Kulian touched Ruyan's little head, which was covered with a monk's hat, frowned and smiled bitterly. "Your mother hopes that you will be safe and well."
"I will." Xiao Ruyan nodded, not quite understanding.
With the Liu family gone, the North Court group set out again, not as lavishly as before, and Bao Fu was still unconscious. They rented a leaky but still spacious carriage and set off.
Fortunately, it was hot, so it wasn't a big deal to catch a little wind.
There were refugees everywhere along the road, and some of them were trying to climb onto the carriage, but were kicked down by Haitang one after another.
"What are you doing?" Liu Qingbai asked.
"If you save one person, you have to save the whole village. Can you save millions of refugees?"
Helan Zhu dropped a white flour bun, and like fish food into a koi pond, a group of refugees rushed over, devouring it without distinguishing between friend and foe. Even some broken limbs and debris were left behind when the crowd dispersed.
"Mr. Liu, in this world, you must not be a good person. We still have to survive."
Liu Qingbai was speechless as he watched the scene. He felt more and more useless, and his left hand began to ache again.
He lowered his eyes and didn't look at them.
Feichun hugged him from behind, resting his head on his shoulder, and softly said, "It's okay. Maybe it will be fine when we get to Mingyue Mountain. If we see a doctor on the way, we can have Bao Fu see him."
Only Feichun would care about him and notice his depression. He held Feichun's hand tighter and replied, "Okay."
It seemed as if if Feichun suddenly gave up at this moment, perhaps he would not survive. He seemed to have returned to the Liu Er who lay on the soft couch in the north courtyard waiting for light to save him.
"Will you leave me?" he asked.
"Of course not." Liu Qingbai seemed to have not asked this kind of question for a long time. Thinking that he would never ask this kind of question again, Feichun hugged him tighter and whispered to comfort him, "I will never give you up in this life."
Once you say this, it will last a lifetime.
The world is in chaos, prices are rising, and the price of staying in an inn has increased several times. Liu Qingbai was trying to bargain with the small change in his hand, but the innkeeper gave him a hard time:
"You look pretty good, why don't you work as a waiter for a few days to earn some tips to supplement your income?" As he was speaking, the boss's hand touched Liu Qingbai's face and patted it frivolously. "Would you consider it?"
Liu Qingbai felt that he had been flirted with and was very angry. He clenched his fists and his face turned red, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
"Boss, if you are not sincere in doing business, just kick us out. It is not right to insult us like this." Ye Feichun held the dagger in his hand, but did not draw it out of its sheath, and smashed it heavily on the boss's hand.
Her current look as a chivalrous warrior is more suitable for survival in this troubled world.
In an unnoticed corner, Liu Qingbai gently tugged at Feichun's sleeve. He was afraid of getting into trouble, and now he had no money to settle it, so he said softly, "Forget it, let's move."
"No, you have to ask the boss to apologize to you!"
She was very impressive, as if she had been in the martial arts world for a long time. Haitang was playing along with her. She was so strong that she could easily break a few bamboo poles. This scared the boss.
Seeing this, the boss didn't want to cause trouble. In case any trouble happened, he apologized and wanted to get the matter over with.
Ye Feichun also knew that his skills were limited, so he knew when to quit and took everyone away.
After moving to several inns, Liu Qingbai pawned some valuables and finally settled into a decent inn.
It’s not that he is pampered, but Bao Fu is still in a coma and has lost a leg, so it’s not good for him to live in too simple a place.
He looked at Bao Fu, who was gradually becoming thinner, as if he saw his life slipping away.
"You'll always be here, right?"
In the dim room, Liu Qingbai held Feichun's hand tightly, unwilling to let go.
"Yes." No matter how many times she said yes, Liu Qingbai would ask again.
Liu Qingbai sat there all night, and Bao Fu finally woke up. This was a good thing, and he was about to tell Feichun, who was out buying breakfast. But Bao Fu, who had just woken up, just said three words lightly: "I want to die."
He looked at the roof, the broken beams, the dim room. Outside, it was gloomy as if a heavy rainstorm was about to fall. The street was noisy, as if someone was looting.
It's a mess, everything is a mess.
"I want to die." He grabbed Liu Qingbai's hand and almost begged, "Master, please grant me your wish."
Liu Qingbai was speechless. He opened his mouth, then swallowed the words back. He wanted to say something like, "You have to live," just like his insect.
But in the end I couldn't say it.
"Second Young Master, you didn't bring my mother with you, did you?"
“…”
"It's probably very dangerous to be in Wind City right now, right?"
“…”
"Please help me. I'm a burden to you. Let's just consider this as the relationship between master and servant."
"How can I fulfill your wish?" he asked, choking with sobs.
Bao Fu pointed at the dagger on the table. That was the dagger Liu Qingbai gave to Feichun for self-defense.
"Don't dirty her sword. Stay alive."
The room was so stuffy that he couldn't even breathe. He slammed the door shut and left the room.
He thought he could catch his breath once he left the house, but unexpectedly, just after sitting on the stairs for a while, he heard a loud noise from the noisy street.
Then came the repeated cries of “Someone jumped off the building!”
The inn was not tall, with only three floors, but Bao Fu was no longer able to withstand the stress and he died immediately.
He looked at the person lying in a pool of blood. He didn't dare to recognize him. Even though he had just spoken, he didn't want to believe that he was gone just like that.
That’s all.
Just as straightforward as when his mother burned the boat in Yangzhou and jumped into the river with a splash.
It's gone too.
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