Chapter 116 Chapter 116 is a kiss mark.
The silver chain creaked as Yun Chui held her hand and walked along the winding mountain road.
Wuliang Mountain was unlike Tianshan Mountain, where dense forests lined the roads and hidden weapons were everywhere, while Wuliang Mountain was open and wide, filled with stone lanterns, stone steps, and stone corridors. It was early summer below, while on the mountain, flowers were falling in profusion.
She was in front, clouds hung behind, petals fell quietly, and the two of them walked silently through the winding stone corridor.
When they reached a fork in the road, Yun Chui said, "My Lady, please turn right."
She said, "Miss Yunchui, please lead the way."
The short-haired woman with a startlingly indifferent look said, "I dare not go ahead."
She sighed.
Although her handcuffs were in Yunchui's hands, as if she was being held by Yunchui, Yunchui always followed her closely, half a step to her right, and served her step by step, not daring to neglect her, let alone overtake her.
As she walked, she looked up and saw a towering, remote tower rising from the dense forest, piercing the night sky. It was so high that even from the bottom, she couldn't see the top. She sighed, "What a tall tower!"
"This is the Four Elephants Tower on the mountain. From the tower, you can overlook the entire mountain below and observe the celestial phenomena from above. During sunny seasons, the Sect Leader often stays here to observe the stars. This is the Sect Leader's forbidden area, and outsiders are not allowed to approach."
She said, "That's it."
Yun Chui was not a warm-hearted person, and neither was she. The two of them said nothing more and went into Wenxiang Pavilion.
Inside the Wenxiang Pavilion, while the outer area allows for washing and changing, there is a large hot spring pool called the Changsheng Spring. It is said that this is a natural hot spring formed underground, and besides its beauty benefits, it also has medicinal uses.
Nan Qiong Shuang sat in front of the dressing mirror. Rong Wan'er took off her hairpin for her. Her eyes were drooping lazily, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Wan'er held her shiny black hair, looking at her cautiously with curiosity and fear.
While looking, he was distracted and his hands were moving. Suddenly, he met her bright eyes in the mirror.
Wan'er panicked and pulled.
Nan Qiong Shuang's head suddenly tilted, she hissed, and rubbed her face in pain.
Wan'er knelt down with a thud, extremely terrified:
"Miss Chu, please spare me, please spare me, Miss Chu, I am clumsy, I was careless just now..."
She couldn't help but rub the painful part impatiently without saying a word.
Yun Chui didn't introduce herself and she didn't say a word. How did these people know her fake name?
Besides, everyone is so afraid of her.
In fact, as soon as she got to the top of the mountain, she felt something was wrong.
Everyone looked extremely surprised when they saw her. The first moment they met her, their eyes were burning with passion. When she glanced at them, they would immediately look away in fear. When she passed by and turned around, they would see everyone glancing at her, as if she didn't know them and they all knew her.
Wan'er didn't know why she was so frightened that she kowtowed repeatedly on the ground, "Please spare my life, Miss Chu, please spare my life, please..."
Nan Qiong Shuang said, "Get up. How do you know my last name?"
Wan'er raised her head, her forehead already red. "Miss Chu... not only is she well-known to everyone in Wuliang Mountain, but even in the martial arts world, everyone knows her. Who hasn't seen your portrait? We are just servants. You are... How dare we contradict you..."
She found it funny that they had only been on the mountain for two hours and these maids, who didn't even know she was Concubine Zhen, had recognized her as Chu Jiaojiao.
"Why is it so?" She laughed. "Things are different now. Your leader hates me and is trying to torture me."
"Miss Chu, please don't make fun of me. Please forgive me..."
She wanted to explore Gu Huaijin's attitude towards her and asked, "What forgiveness? Didn't he tell you how to torture me?"
"Torture? No."
Wan'er shook her head hastily, "I did instruct the young lady to prepare her favorite ointment, flower soap, and food. The servants were to diligently serve them. Even the food had to be tested with poison-proof chopsticks before it could be served to her."
"Even this Longevity Spring was opened specially for you by the Sect Master. It was originally his private spring. The Sect Master doesn't like anyone using his things. Even when Concubine Sheng accompanied the Emperor on his visit, the Sect Master refused to lend it to her. But today, when you came, he opened it specially for you."
After hearing this, Nan Qiongshuang was silent for a moment.
In the past, he often said that she had a cold body. There was a Hibiscus Spring on Chaoyao Peak, and he urged her to go and soak in it every day, but she didn't take it seriously.
Until now, I still think about asking her to take a hot bath every day.
While she was silent, Wan'er took off all her hairpins. Someone knocked on the door and brought in a small red lacquer table. On the table were three plates of food and a soup bowl covered tightly with a blue and white lid. When they were brought in, they were still steaming.
Stir-fried shrimps, blanched choy sum, celery and cashew nuts, and a bowl of hawthorn dumplings.
"The headmaster said that Miss Chu has been traveling for two days and hasn't had a proper meal yet. He's worried that she might faint if she goes straight to the hot springs. Please eat first."
Nan Qiong Shuang sat on the chair with her long eyelashes drooping, not knowing what to think.
After all these years, he'd remembered her tastes. The portions were small, because she only ate two bites at a time; there were many varieties, so she wouldn't get bored. He didn't add garlic to the blanched choy sum; he used a 30/70 split of cashews and celery; and he'd only swallow shrimp after removing the head, tail, and shell, removing all the thread and ensuring the flesh was firm and white. Otherwise, he'd rather go hungry than touch a chopstick.
He actually remembered it all.
Why remember these? It's your last meal, should you eat something good?
She sneered and turned her head to look at the phalangeal forceps.
Now, he looked completely different at first glance, and only occasionally showed some of his former appearance.
Why should I be nice to her?
She couldn't figure it out, so she picked up her chopsticks silently.
Suddenly, he remembered Wan'er's words and was startled: "Two days of traveling? Isn't it one day?"
Wan'er pursed her lips and said, "Two days. The young lady and the headmaster stayed on the boat for two days. The young lady's two maids arrived a day earlier than the young lady."
Only then did she understand why Qinglian Yuanxiang had been kidnapped and tortured on the mountain as soon as she opened her eyes and arrived at Wuliang Mountain.
It turned out that she had been in a coma for two days.
The drug in that wine was so potent. Who gave it to her?
It’s either Gu Huaijin or the Gate of Rebirth.
If it was Gu Huaijin, he must have known from somewhere that she was going to return, and deliberately drugged her in order to intercept her.
If this was the Rebirth Gate, then Wu Dao's words about "changing boats several times to conceal their whereabouts" were deliberately used by the gate to deceive her. They had no intention of asking her to return sober.
He wanted to knock her out to save trouble and have someone take her back directly.
She hadn't shown the slightest sign of rebellion recently, yet the Wangsheng Sect still didn't trust her to this extent. If they really saw through some of her supposed evidence, she would be in big trouble.
If it was Gu Huaijin - who was his spy?
She picked at the dishes on the blue and white plate, tapping into the center of the vegetables with her bamboo chopsticks.
But for some reason, even at this point, she still felt that maybe it wasn't Gu Huaijin.
He wouldn't give it to her since the drug was so potent.
Although he held a pair of pliers and said he wanted her to "get used to it".
Is she too naive and narcissistic?
She was puzzled and knew she couldn't guess it, so she gave up thinking about it, pushed the dishes away, and tried to get up.
But suddenly I saw the bowl of hawthorn dumplings.
The hawthorn soup was bright red, with small glutinous rice balls sinking to the bottom of the syrup. The hawthorn flesh had been pitted and cooked until soft.
She knew Gu Huaijin thought she liked hawthorn. But she didn't.
Back then, she had made that bowl of hawthorn ice dumplings, and he had been so attentive that he still remembered it. Unfortunately, it was only to dye her lips red with hawthorn syrup, deliberately tempting him.
It was a scam, and he took it seriously.
She stood up silently, pushed the bowl of dumplings away, and did not move.
Now, she finally doesn't need to act in front of him, nor does she need to manipulate his heart anymore. She can face him with her true self.
Inside the Longevity Spring.
Wan'er followed her in, picked up the new, neatly folded clothes in both hands and placed them on the cabinet, bowed and wanted to leave.
Nan Qiong Shuang stood by the pool, gently untied the laces of her outer garment, and said:
"Go and give your leader a message."
She had just taken off her outer garment, revealing her fair and smooth shoulders and back. Wan'er only took one look, hurriedly lowered her head, stopped her feet, and listened to her nervously.
"Tell him to come to the hot springs if he wants to ask anything. I can't tell him where else to go."
Wan'er nodded in response and closed the wooden door. A long creaking sound echoed in the huge hot spring pool.
She sighed.
It is really impossible to talk in the hot spring.
She didn't know if Wu Dao was there.
Even if he didn't use secret telepathy to answer, she couldn't be sure he wasn't there. However, if she wanted to say something to him and Wu Dao heard it, it would be over. She couldn't afford to take that risk.
In the Rebirth Sect, each sect has its own rules, especially the sect leaders around the assassins of Paradise Hall, who have more rules and regulations.
The women in the Paradise Hall have extremely poisonous looks and bodies. The Rebirth Gate will never allow anyone inside to be contaminated by them, so they have to wear veils even when playing cards inside.
The Jiao Yin was the one who monitored them, and the requirements within the sect were even stricter. One of the sect's rules was that they must remain at least fifty meters away when bathing. If they discovered that the Jiao Yin was hiding nearby under the guise of monitoring, they would report it to the sect. The offender would be punished by amputation, with no room for negotiation.
only.
She scoffed softly.
The sect's invisibility skills were so undetectable that even Huide hadn't been able to detect them before, so how could they possibly discover them? Therefore, despite the sect's rules, each individual had their own unique approach. Even within the hot springs, there was no guarantee of success.
She sighed again, long and deep.
That's all we can do.
When he tied her up the mountain, she knew what he was going to do without even asking.
Press him to know everything he wants to know.
What could she say to him?
Even if Wu Dao was not here, even if Wu Dao was killed by him with one blow yesterday, the Wangsheng Sect would soon send new disciples.
Even with this time difference, there was a one in ten thousand chance that she was unmonitored—
There was only a little she could say.
To confess would be to betray the clan. She had toiled to complete the fifth mission, and she would not fail even at the cost of her life.
As for Gu Huaijin, we can no longer rely on him.
That's all I can say. As for the rest, you can kill me or chop me up, whatever you want.
She took off her clothes, and with a playful look on her face, she picked up the pliers on the counter and put them on her fingers to play with them. In his words, "get used to it."
With light steps and a nonchalant smile on the corners of his lips, he walked down the winding stone steps towards the hot spring pool.
But he passed by a foggy mirror on the wall.
Thinking of this body, which would soon have broken arms and legs, or be covered in bruises from snake bites, she lazily felt a bit nostalgic.
So, I walked closer and looked at it carefully for a while.
At first glance, I found out.
There are two bright red, oval marks under the collarbone.
It's a hickey.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
