Chapter 189 Mo Hannian and Su Ying'er confront each other
His words struck like a bolt from the blue.
Mo Hannian instinctively wanted to refute, but the evidence was right in front of him. Wen Yao didn't need to tell such a devastating lie. The insect was right there; he could take it to the pharmacy and ask other alchemists, and they would immediately expose the lie.
So, this really is a Gu worm.
Why would Su Ying'er hide such a thing?
In an instant, some memories he had ignored poured out all at once, as if a valve had been opened.
"Fifth Senior Brother, are you in great pain? Seeing you suffer so much makes me feel terrible too. If only there were a way to transfer your poison to me."
"Fifth Senior Brother, the medicine Senior Sister gave you is all poison. Won't drinking so much poison make your condition worse?"
"Fifth Senior Brother, Senior Sister won't let you eat anything, you're really suffering. But it's okay, Ying'er will secretly bring you delicious food."
"Fifth Brother can't eat bitter things on his birthday; he has to eat sweet things."
'……'
The words that once warmed his heart now seemed like snowflakes, leaving him in a white blur, unable to see the road ahead or even himself.
He couldn't imagine what would happen if Su Ying'er had truly planned this all along. All those cold words he had said to Ye Li...
"Xiao Wu".
Seeing that Mo Hannian remained silent for a long time, Wen Yao closed his eyes in sorrow, his voice hoarse, "We have really let A-Li down too much."
These words stung Mo Hannian for some reason. As soon as Wen Yao finished speaking, he burst out, "I would never have misjudged someone! Junior Sister's concern for me is genuine, and her saving me is definitely real!"
He snatched the Gu worm and slammed it to the ground. "It's just a worm. It's not impossible that Ying'er caught it. Maybe her spirit beast caught it. That spirit beast looks wild and untamed. It must have tricked Ying'er! Why are you pinning the blame on Ying'er!"
Seeing that Mo Hannian was so stubborn, Wen Yao, who was usually gentle, also became angry. "Mo Hannian! The facts are right in front of you, how can you still be so foolish! Su Ying'er has done so many bad things, how can you still not see her true colors!"
"I think you're just being foolish!"
Mo Hannian pointed at Ye Li, "Just because this woman looks somewhat like Ye Li, you obey her every word? Don't forget how she lied to you, saying she was Ye Li, and stole your Marrow Cleansing Pill!"
At this point, Wen Yao choked up, looking at Ye Li with a complicated expression.
Seeing the suspicious looks on their faces again, Ye Li felt no emotion. She just thought they deserved to be played to death by Su Ying'er.
"I've said what I needed to say. Believe it or not, it's up to you."
After saying that, Ye Li turned and left without hesitation.
"Junior Sister Jiang Li!"
...
After everyone left, Mo Hannian's angry expression crumbled.
He looked at the altar where no memorial tablets were placed, slowly raised his hand as if wanting to touch something, but in the end he grasped nothing.
He murmured, "Senior sister, if I'm wrong even about this, then I..."
He didn't continue, as if only in this way could he avoid feeling so desperate.
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That evening, Mo Hannian went to the kitchen.
The disciple in charge of the meals wasn't surprised to see Mo Hannian, his personal disciple, condescend to serve him. Instead, he smiled knowingly and said, "Senior Brother Mo has come to make longevity noodles again."
"Um."
Mo Hannian didn't say much, rolled up his sleeves, and started kneading the dough.
He has been learning to make longevity noodles for some time, but kneading the dough is not easy.
He spent an hour making a bowl of noodles that didn't look very good.
Carefully placed it in the food box, then carried it away.
After wandering around, we arrived at the nameless cottage.
Mo Hannian took out the bowl of noodles and placed it on the table. The noodles, which were not very appealing to begin with, looked even less appetizing after sitting for a while.
It was nothing compared to the bowl that was served on Ye Li's birthday.
But he knocked over the bowl, he not only ruined his senior sister's good intentions, but also her longevity...
Thinking of this, his eyes became dry.
He didn't react as strongly as Wen Yao to the fact that Ye Li's ghost was always around them; it was as if it had nothing to do with him.
But in fact, ever since he learned about this, he has been having nightmares every night.
In his dream, after Ye Li's death, he turned a blind eye to her death and spread rumors.
As he was talking, he sensed something.
Looking up, she met Ye Li's floating figure.
Tears of blood streamed from her eyes, and the icy gaze she gave him would often wake him from his dreams.
From then on, he would come to Ye Li's nameless cottage every night and kneel there until he could fall asleep again.
This kneeling often lasts all night.
Moreover, the bowl of longevity noodles he spilled became an indelible knot in his heart.
He thought he had to give the longevity back to his senior sister.
The night grew deeper.
Mo Hannian looked at the bowl of cold vegetarian noodles, closed her eyes, and said, "Senior Sister, I'm willing to eat longevity noodles now. I'll eat them for you."
After saying that, he picked up the bowl of noodles that had frozen together and stuffed them into his mouth one bite at a time.
Bitterness spread.
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Early morning, Lotus Gate.
Su Ying'er cultivated until midnight last night in order to accumulate enough spiritual power.
She finally got a chance to rest, but as soon as she lay down, she couldn't stop tossing and turning because of the "magical artifact" that Ye Li had mentioned.
She searched the bodies of her two disciples inside and out, but found no magical artifacts.
Right now, she felt as if a knife was hanging over her head, and she dared not close her eyes at all.
She spent the night in a daze, and only managed to close her eyes briefly at dawn. She had only slept for less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea when the door was pushed open.
"What time is it? Are you still slacking off here?"
Lu Ziting stood by the bed, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, his eyes filled with disgust. He looked Su Ying'er up and down, examining her wrinkled clothes and messy bedding as if he had seen something unbearable.
Su Ying'er forced her eyes open and said weakly, "Ying'er didn't sleep well last night..."
She was about to say that she could sleep a little longer, but Lu Ziting didn't give her a chance to speak. He scolded her, "At this time in the past, A-Li would have already finished her cultivation, led the disciples in morning lessons, and inspected the Lotus Gate. Even though you are a concubine, you can't be so lazy and embarrass me. Hurry up and go with the disciples to practice morning lessons!"
"Senior Brother, but Ying'er is really sleepy. She may have caught a cold."
Su Ying'er tried to act cute and pretend to be sick.
Instead of receiving Lu Ziting's sympathy, she was scolded by him: "You used every means to marry me, so even if you have to crawl, you'd better crawl over there!"
"..."
Watching Lu Ziting's departing figure, Su Ying'er slammed her fist on the bed.
Everything she had fought so hard to obtain turned out to be so wretched!
It was too late to regret it; I could only drag my tired body to my early morning class.
However, Su Ying'er's spiritual energy was depleted last night, and she didn't sleep all night, so she fainted in class.
When Su Ying'er woke up, she had already returned to her Wan Ying Pavilion.
Mo Hannian was by the bedside, channeling his spiritual energy into her.
Seeing that she was awake, he withdrew his hand. "You're awake."
Upon seeing Mo Hannian, Su Ying'er felt a little relieved; at least Mo Hannian was still there.
Feeling the spiritual energy within her body, her mind began to race. If Mo Hannian gave her some more spiritual energy, she wouldn't need to cultivate today.
So she "weakly" got up and said, "Brother, I've troubled you again. Your spiritual power is so precious, don't waste it on Ying'er. Ying'er can cultivate on her own, even if everyone laughs at her, it doesn't matter."
Despite her lengthy explanation, Mo Hannian remained silent, instead staring at her with a gaze she found utterly unfamiliar.
A chill ran down her spine. "Brother, what's wrong?"
Mo Hannian suddenly said, "Where is the antidote you gave me that day? Show it to me."
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