Chapter 132 Chapter 132 Can it really be considered love?
Kill Wu Dao.
It's not like she hasn't thought about this before.
If she was really killed, it would naturally be a great relief to everyone. Even if she still couldn't be free, at least she could let out a sigh of relief from the years of depression in her heart.
But.
I'm afraid things are not that simple.
If Wu Dao died, the best thing would be for her to leave Wuliang Mountain immediately, while no one was watching her. The sky was high and the road was long, and from then on she would be free and could go where she pleased.
However, what if she could not leave Wuliang Mountain and returned to Luojing.
Then, it makes no difference whether Wu Dao is dead or not.
Luojing has numerous colleagues from the Wangsheng Sect. Just within Handan Palace, there's Qinglian and Yuanxiang; outside Daming Palace, there's Mojiao; and outside the Forbidden City, there's Gongsun Hong. Beyond the Forbidden City, there might be even more Wangsheng Sect spies on the streets of Luojing—in the capital of a nation, at the feet of the emperor, all the capable men are gathered in one city.
Everyone wants to escape. Who doesn't want freedom inside the gate of rebirth? She's the only one without guidance. Will others allow her to escape?
It wouldn't be long before her colleagues would report her failure to teach.
Not only will she receive new instructions, but she will also have to report each situation to the inner sect one by one and explain the reasons. She might even be interrogated midway and brought back to explain everything that happened in the Four Symbols Pagoda.
As long as they cannot escape from Wuliang Mountain directly and Wudao dies, there will be endless troubles.
She hugged his back, put her hands on the sides of his face, let him kiss her neck, and touched his face:
"If I kill him, I'd better leave everything behind and run away. From then on, I'll be a fish in the world, and no one will be able to find me."
She held his face and asked softly:
"Will you give in?"
Gu Huaijin raised his head from the crook of her neck, and his pair of extremely beautiful eyes, like clear springs, reflected her face like a mirror.
Gradually, a crazy and violent aura like thick ink swirled in his eyes, which he skillfully concealed behind his usual restrained elegance. He curled his lips, half-closed his eyes, and gently kissed her lips:
"My dear, you are dreaming."
The voice was so soft, as if to coax her.
really.
She smiled helplessly and closed her eyes to welcome his kiss.
They had been separated for five years and reunited for only a few days. She could guess the answer without thinking.
Whenever she said she wanted to leave, even just mentioned it, he would kiss her more fiercely, gradually pushing her down on the couch, pressing her down, pushing up her chin and sucking her tongue.
He held her in his arms and pressed her under him, so she had to hold onto his back and endure it, tilting her head back. Gradually, her cervical spine became sore.
It wasn't just her lips that were being held. He seemed to desire her entire body, sucking and entwining her, unwilling to let go.
She clutched the clothes on his back tightly, causing them to become wrinkled, and the surging waves in her mind were getting higher and higher.
But it seemed as if I suddenly heard something amidst the fierce sound of the waves.
Extremely familiar, extremely clear, and extremely ominous.
A fierce grin, jagged teeth:
"——Nan Qiong Shuang."
Nan Qiong Shuang suddenly opened her eyes, let go of his lips, and gasped in shock.
"What's wrong?" Gu Huaijin propped himself up slightly and looked at her.
She listened attentively for a moment.
But the sound disappeared again.
She swallowed, grabbed his arm, and looked at him anxiously: "Is Wu Dao here?"
"who?"
"Mist Blade. That's the one..."
"He's not here." He said firmly, scratching her cheek with his knuckles. "Are you so afraid of him?"
"He's really not here?" She grabbed his arm and shook it twice. "Take another closer look."
He closed his eyes and felt for a moment, but still saw nothing. He opened his eyes and saw the face of the person under him, full of fear and suspicion. He couldn't help but feel distressed. He stroked the side of her face with his thumb and said, "No."
She breathed a sigh of relief.
He coaxed her gently: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Lazy laughed, "It's just a dog."
She tried her best to calm the doubts in her heart, but after a long while, she still felt very dangerous.
"You're so scared... Then, if you catch me, I'll kill you." He kissed the tip of her nose, "so that you won't be scared."
"Don't kill him. Killing him will only cause more trouble."
She pushed him away and sat up.
Even if that moment just now was just her illusion, she had no intention of kissing him again.
"Then, if you catch me, I'll torture you." Seeing her fear, he still held her in his arms, patting her back like a child, "Let's talk about what happened back then."
…
Nan Qiong Shuang lowered her head, feeling that her heart was getting colder and colder, so cold that her whole body was paralyzed and her veins were twisted. She slowly grabbed the bed sheet.
Chat.
What to talk about.
Wu Dao will tell everything.
The first time they met, she used the aphrodisiac poison wood on him. After that, she wore the earrings and hair comb made of seven black fragrant wood almost every day. He smelled the scent of the fragrant wood day and night, and soon fell in love with her.
She had staged countless scenes to earn his affection. She was a woman willing to hurt herself to seduce a man, willing to do anything to win his affection.
To achieve her goal, she did many things. She killed Song Mei, and Ah Song died because of her. In order to obtain the Yin-Yang Key, she allowed Song Yaojie to set fire to the mountain and kept it a secret for her. Gu Huaijin was still in the dark.
She suddenly remembered what he had said about the colleague who hijacked the ship to pick her up - "They acted cruelly and unjustly, so what credibility do they have?"
Yes, "acting cruelly and ruthlessly."
However, she is also a person who "can give drugs and kill people", so what is the difference between her and her colleagues?
The only difference is that he hasn't discovered it yet.
Not to mention, when Li Xuanbai stole the Yin-Yang Key, she knew he was a thief but she personally let him out of the mountain.
Not to mention, the first time she saw Li Xuanbai, she took the initiative to kiss him.
——Even if he could forgive all the things she was forced to do by the Rebirth Gate, he could never forgive her proactive, frivolous kiss to Li Xuanbai that was completely intended to seduce him.
If he knew the whole truth, they would be finished, really finished.
She felt an embarrassment of realizing it belatedly.
She had been a psychological assassin for many years, and had never considered herself a "whore among assassins." Most of the time, she didn't need to serve others, and after a few days of being together, they would let her do whatever she wanted.
However, since she fell in love with him, she seemed to be no longer an assassin, no longer a prostitute, and no longer a good citizen.
If she is an assassin, she is soft-hearted; if she is a prostitute, she is emotional; if she is a good citizen, she is a "prostitute among assassins".
He should never have touched love, and in the end, he had landed himself in such a dubious position. He had long since lost his ability to be a good citizen, and he used to be a good assassin, but now, he couldn't even be an assassin.
She slowly covered her face. "No need. Don't catch him. Let him go."
As long as Wu Dao is there, Gu Huaijin may know everything.
It would be better to let him go.
"Let him go?"
He lowered his head, noticing the rapid changes in her expression like the wind blowing through the clouds. He tilted his head, carefully analyzing her emotions:
"What's wrong, sweetheart?"
"It's okay." She pushed him away with her cold hand. Now, when he looked at her seriously, she felt uncomfortable, as if he was about to see through her. She immediately withdrew her hand and covered her face. "When are we going back to Luojing?"
Let's go back to Luojing. If she goes back to Luojing, she won't be by his side all day, and he won't have the chance to contact Wu Dao. Her past will be buried in Wu Dao's stomach forever.
What's more.
She had hidden so many things from him. He knew so little about her past and her personality.
Can a love that is mixed with so many conspiracies and concealments really be considered love? If he has never even known her, can his love really be considered love?
Perhaps, she shouldn't continue to indulge in this kind of love.
"Go back to Luojing?" he asked. "Why do you suddenly want to go back to Luojing so much?"
He pulled her into his arms, but she pulled away. She avoided his eyes and said, "We should have gone back a long time ago. The emperor has sent so many imperial edicts. If we don't go back, it would be disobeying his orders."
He held her hand, and stroked the back of her hand lovingly with his thumb again and again, then lowered his eyes and said nothing.
"The Emperor has been really pressing the issue lately."
After a long while, he finally spoke and sighed:
"I read a divination today, and it's time to return. We can't delay any longer. If we don't, I'm afraid we'll anger the Emperor. The imperial edict sent to Wuliang Mountain this morning was almost threatening, saying that the imperial army will be dispatched to the mountain to greet us. The implication is that if the two of us don't leave, the imperial army will wait at the mountain gate."
"Although the Emperor's words were likely spoken in anger and impatience, there is no room for negotiation now. If this continues, it will be bad for both you and me."
He leaned down, carefully looking up at her gloomy face, reached out his hand and touched her face, and asked her softly:
"We, what are you going to do?"
She pondered this question for a long time, but still couldn't come to a satisfactory conclusion.
She couldn't answer.
"What about you? What are you going to do?" She didn't look at him, but touched his hand, her eyelashes trembling twice.
Hearing this, Gu Huaijin bent down and looked up into her eyes. There were two bright lights in his eyes. After a long moment, he said softly:
"I can't let go."
"Huai Jin." She looked into his eyes and was stunned by the infatuation in his eyes. "When I return to the palace, I will be a concubine. The emperor and I..."
"I know you're just pretending. Even if you promised me to 'think about it', you won't be able to get away for a while." He gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, tucking the loose hair that fell on her cheek behind her ear. "I understand."
"Then I have to be with him..." She frowned, and even she found it difficult to say the following words.
A whore among assassins.
"You're not...you're not jealous?"
Gu Huaijin smiled, his face pale. He stared at her for a long while, then gently touched her eyebrows with his fingers: "What do you think?"
She closed her eyes distractedly.
What kind of temper did he have? Back in Tianshan, if she said a few more words to Li Xuanbai, he would not tolerate it.
"and you……"
"I can bear it."
He agreed so readily that she was stunned for a moment.
His pair of radiant peach blossom eyes were half-closed. It was late at night in the room, and with the candlelight on, two orange-yellow sparks were reflected in his eyes, blazing and burning, as if igniting the usually cold water in his eyes:
"It was me who wouldn't let you leave the mountain. It was me who forced you to return to Luojing. So, just keep doing what you have to do. It's nothing."
He put his hands around her waist and around her back, slowly tightening them, and buried his head in the crook of her neck, sniffing lovingly:
"As long as you coax me more, I'll be fine."
She was in his arms, her nose was sore and she almost cried.
Gu Huaijin suffered countless grievances because of his love for her.
She could never repay what she owed him in this lifetime.
"Then, if I want to take the emperor's life," she passed her hands through his armpits and touched his broad back, "you..."
"I don't care." He smiled and played with her long hair on the back of her head. "He's not the material to be a gentleman."
She was held in his arms and was silent for a moment.
After a long time, he let out a long sigh.
If he allowed her to play along with Emperor Jiaqing openly and was prepared to stand idly by while she carried out her mission, then even after leaving the Four Symbols Tower, she would not necessarily have to separate from him.
As long as it can hide from others.
She deliberately ignored Wu Dao's words and gently raised her head to kiss his Adam's apple. "Then, we don't have to break up. It's fine as it is now."
Hearing her words, the breath that had been holding in his lungs finally relaxed.
"Okay." He smiled. "That's it for now. Today, the imperial edict will be sent up the mountain, ordering us to return within five days. I'll send someone to arrange carriages and horses. In any case, you and I still have five days..."
He spoke softly, leaning closer with hazy eyes, his breath caressing her face, his noses brushing against hers like a small animal: "Five more days...we..."
"Just save some time." She straightened her collar. "I really don't want it today. Day after day, it's endless..."
"Then tell me, what will happen after we return to Luojing..." He laid her down on the quilt again.
Suddenly there were two knocks on the door.
She hurriedly pushed him away, sat up and pulled her clothes together.
The maid came in with her head lowered, carrying a tray with a white porcelain bowl with blue and white patterns on it. She placed it respectfully in front of her.
As soon as she looked at the bowl, she was speechless.
Hawthorn ice balls.
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