Chapter 41 reveals: "And, I miss you."...
Looking at the black dragon rubbing against her, Yue Mingxi raised her hand and rubbed him gently, saying in a soft voice, "Longlong, lie in my arms."
The black dragon tilted its head in confusion, not understanding what was going on.
However, she still cooperated with Yue Mingxi's actions, gently resting her head in Yue Mingxi's arms.
The enormous dragon body remained vigilant, completely obscuring the Moonlit Creek.
Yun Ci stood outside the cave, looking tense.
Yue Mingxi gently placed her hands on the black dragon's head, her fingers circling around.
The black dragon comfortably closed its two large, empty eyes, its tail twitching in the air.
Yue Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that Wu Shanqing could get a good night's sleep soon.
After pressing for ten minutes, the black dragon's tail gradually stopped shaking, and the huge dragon body slowly fell to the ground.
Yun Ci was finally able to check the situation inside the cave.
Yue Mingxi gently placed the black dragon's head into the pile of gems, her eyes filled with heartache.
This fool, he could fall asleep so easily after being massaged by himself.
More than four months have passed since that incident at the palace.
It's been so long, and I never even thought of telling her.
The palace tried everything to stop her, but she had to plead and beg before she finally agreed.
"You big idiot," Yue Mingxi sighed softly as she comfortably positioned his paws, unable to resist muttering, "Who's the real idiot here? You kept it from me for so long. I wasn't tired at all giving you a massage, so why were you so afraid of tiring me out? I clearly love it when you bother me."
Upon reflection, she realized that Wu Shanqing couldn't distinguish flavors because the waiter had given her away. She pretended to be angry and pressed him, which is why Wu Shanqing told her.
Otherwise, this guy definitely didn't intend to tell me.
Extending her finger, Yue Mingxi gently touched the black dragon's lips. The lips dipped slightly, creating an exceptionally soft sensation.
"When are you going to change your mouth? You finally stopped being so venomous, but now you're as hard as a rock again."
The girl's gentle, helpless sigh echoed in the gem cave, lingering for a long time.
Carefully flying down the pile of gems on her sword, Yue Mingxi arrived at the entrance of the cave and met Yun Ci's eyes. "Abbot, he has already fallen asleep. I have some questions for you. Could you please answer them for me?"
Yue Mingxi raised her eyes and said, "It's about Wu Shanqing. I hope the abbot won't hide it from me. If he wakes up, the abbot doesn't need to worry. Just say that he was forced by me."
Yun Ci's troubled expression vanished instantly, and she clasped her hands together, saying, "Miss Yue, whatever you want to know, I will tell you everything I know."
Yun Ci had long been fed up with Wu Shanqing's stubbornness and insistence on bearing everything himself.
Yun Ci believes that the most important thing for two people in a relationship is to be honest with each other, and to tell each other everything.
Of course, this is just his opinion as a monk, and it has no reference value.
Yue Mingxi asked earnestly, "Master, do you know why Wu Shanqing vomits black blood from time to time?"
Yun Ci sighed and said, "Although Xiao Wu has lived for 18,000 years, according to the calculation of mortal age, he is only 18 years old this year and has not yet come of age. During the critical period of his growth, endless insomnia and loss of taste have made Xiao Wu's body very poor, which is why he often vomits blood."
Yue Mingxi could only barely steady herself by pinching her own palms. The abbot said that Wu Shanqing hadn't slept well for 14,000 years. Did that mean that Wu Shanqing hadn't slept well since he was four years old? Yue Mingxi simply couldn't imagine how he had lived all these years.
Yue Mingxi murmured softly, "Just like that time with the taste, was it also because of saving someone?"
At Shimanlou, Wu Shanqing once told her that she lost her sense of taste to save people. Is it the same this time?
Yun Ci nodded, her expression complex, and said, "You could say that, but to be precise, it was about saving all living beings. Xiao Wu did it both times to save all living beings."
Yue Mingxi swayed and couldn't stand up anymore.
Yun Ci called out, "Miss Yue."
Yue Mingxi raised her hand to steady herself against the wall, and smiled gently at Yun Ci, but the smile looked extremely bitter, more like a cry. "Master, don't worry, I'm fine. Master, do you know when Wu Shanqing lost his sense of taste?"
“It was eight thousand years ago, when Xiao Wu was ten years old,” Yun Ci said worriedly, looking at Yue Mingxi. “Miss Yue, are you really alright? You look terrible.”
Yue Mingxi shook her head. "I'm fine, host."
Lowering her eyes, Yue Mingxi was filled with regret. "I misunderstood him."
Yue Mingxi still remembered the argument she had with Wu Shanqing at Yuancang Mountain. She couldn't understand why he, who clearly had the ability, would refuse to help Li Shizhi when she was in danger. She thought he was cold-blooded and heartless, and didn't care about the suffering of all living beings. She called him a cold-blooded monster.
Today, Yue Mingxi finally understands Wushan Qing.
If she had lost her sleep for 14,000 years and her sense of taste for 8,000 years because of saving people, would she still have remained true to her original intention and saved people without hesitation?
Honestly, Yue Mingxi couldn't do it, and she would regret it.
If he hadn't saved people, Wu Shanqing would have been so happy.
I could vaguely recall Wu Shanqing's icy words, his jaw clenched, echoing in my mind.
"I'm not that free, nor am I that kind-hearted."
Liar, big liar.
They were clearly being incredibly kind.
It felt as if a thousand needles were piercing Yue Mingxi's heart, and she kept clutching her chest in pain.
You idiot, you big idiot Wu Shanqing, what were you thinking when you saved the world for the second time?
If you lost sleep the first time, why did you still go to save them without hesitation the second time?
"Only a fool would presume to save someone when he is overestimating his abilities."
Yue Mingxi wiped her wet eyes. "Wu Shanqing, when you said that to me, were you talking about me or about yourself?"
How did you manage to get through these 14,000 years?
Suddenly, Yue Mingxi was startled and hurriedly raised her eyes. She asked Yun Ci with trepidation, "Abbot, has Wu Shanqing done anything foolish all these years?"
When she asked the question, Yue Mingxi's heart was pounding in the air, and she didn't dare to breathe.
Unable to sleep well day after day and unable to taste any flavors, even someone as appreciative of her life as Yue Mingxi found such days extremely boring.
Over the years, has Wu Shanqing long since given up on life?
Yun Ci uttered "Amitabha," her voice tinged with a sigh. "Yes, Xiao Wu has attempted suicide many times, but because he is immortal, he has never succeeded. I have rarely gone into seclusion these past few years, and I have been keeping an eye on him, but I am still too useless. I have never been able to solve Xiao Wu's insomnia and loss of taste."
Looking up at Yue Mingxi, Yun Ci couldn't help but whisper, "It's fortunate that Miss Yue is here now."
Her heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, died. Yue Mingxi gripped the stone wall tightly, so hard that blood began to seep from under her fingernails, but she seemed oblivious to it and gripped even tighter.
But she's going to die in less than a month. What will happen to Wu Shanqing after she dies?
Looking at the girl's face, Yun Ci gently comforted her, "However, Miss Yue, don't worry, Xiao Wu has rarely mentioned suicide anymore."
"Really?" Yue Mingxi said nervously in a low voice.
“Yes.” Yun Ci carefully recalled in her mind, “It was about 5,200 years ago. Xiao Wu seemed to have become a different person. Xiao Wu, who used to lock himself in the yard in a gloomy mood, suddenly became full of passion and planted trees with great enthusiasm every day.”
"Planting trees?" Yue Mingxi recalled the strange forest in her mind and couldn't help but ask, "Is it that forest with tree roots growing on it?"
Yun Ci looked surprised. "Xiao Wu took Miss Yue there?"
Yue Mingxi nodded and asked, "Host, do you know what kind of tree that is? It has red branches and trunk, black leaves, and colorful roots."
Yun Ci said softly, "That is a dragon blood tree, a very difficult tree to grow. Only dragons can grow it. It needs to be irrigated with the blood from Xiao Wu's fingertips. Xiao Wu planted it day and night for 5,200 years before it survived. The tree root that Miss Yue mentioned is called the Dragon Blood Fruit. It is extremely difficult to cultivate and has the effect of prolonging life."
With a loud "boom," Yuemingxi was struck as if by lightning, leaving bloody marks on the stone wall.
They've been planting trees for so many years, and they even use blood from their fingertips. Their health is already poor; they often vomit black blood, and yet they still have to use blood from their fingertips to plant trees.
They say the ten fingers are connected to the heart, so planting trees on Wushan Mountain must have been incredibly tiring and painful.
"Wu Shanqing, what's wrong with you? You called me all this way just so I could eat broken tree roots?"
Upon hearing her words, Wu Shanqing lowered her head and replied with a wronged expression, "It's not a broken tree root."
Regret and heartache enveloped Yue Mingxi. If she could do it all over again, she would never say such a thing.
Turning her head to look at Heilong, Yue Mingxi almost wanted to shake him awake and question him about why he wouldn't tell her and why he was so stubborn.
Why did you do so many things but never tell her, and even lied to her?
Isn't it just called tree root? Isn't it said that eating it can improve one's cultivation level?
At the time, she didn't really believe it, but because it was Wushanqing, Yuemingxi forced herself to accept it.
It turns out he really was lying to her.
Looking down at the sleeping Black Dragon, Yue Mingxi frowned and fell into thought.
Did Wu Shanqing already know he wouldn't live much longer, but mistakenly thought he didn't know he was short-lived, and that's why he secretly ate the Dragon Blood Fruit to avoid alarming her?
No wonder Longlong has been forcing himself to eat tree roots all week; she thought he was treating them as food.
So it was for her sake; even after turning into a dragon, he was still thinking of her.
Blinking her eyes, Yue Mingxi felt a mix of emotions. How could there be such a good person as Wu Shanqing in the world?
Yun Ci looked at the girl with concern, "Miss Yue, is there anything else you want to ask me?"
"That's all, thank you for hosting." Yue Mingxi was extremely grateful. "When Wu Shanqing wakes up, I will definitely not let him make things difficult for me."
Yun Ci raised his hand and cast a spell on Yue Mingxi, saying, "Then thank you very much, Miss Yue. I won't disturb you any longer. This humble monk needs to go back and continue researching the solution to the transformation of spirits. Little Wu has slept enough and should be able to wake up soon. I have cast a summoning spell on you. If there is any abnormality, Miss Yue can call me immediately, and I will come right away."
"Okay," Yue Mingxi said softly. "Thank you so much for hosting today."
"That's not true. I hope that when we meet again, I will be able to figure out the solution."
Yue Mingxi raised her eyes and said, "Master, there's no need to work so hard. I'm eating dragon blood root, so I'll live a long life."
“It’s no trouble at all,” Yun Ci smiled. “This is something I promised Xiao Wu a long time ago. Well then, Miss Yue, I’ll take my leave.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Ci disappeared from the spot.
After seeing Yun Ci off, Yue Mingxi walked towards the Black Dragon.
The pain in her hand came on belatedly, but Yue Mingxi paid no attention.
It was strange; the moment she learned that she wouldn't die young, Yue Mingxi felt not joy, but rather a deep heartache for Wu Shanqing.
Flying on her sword towards the pile of gems, Yue Mingxi gently sat down beside the black dragon.
Seeing the black dragon's tightly furrowed brows, Yue Mingxi gently smoothed them out.
The girl's eyes were serene, and she sighed softly, "So, I've missed so much of your time. You must have had a very tiring and difficult time all these years."
“After spending five months with you, I realize I don’t really know you.” Smoothing her eyebrows, Yue Mingxi lowered her head and gently touched the black dragon’s forehead. “When you wake up, could you tell me about your past? I’ll tell you about mine too.”
Wake up soon, let me properly thank you. Thank you for everything you've done for me, and I miss you.
Author's Note: Wu Shanqing: I woke up to find the sky had fallen [pity]
Yun Ci: Thank me for being such a great wingman [sunglasses]. With Xiao Wu's stubbornness, he won't say a word until the very end, unless... unless...
Wu Shanqing's ears turned red, and he continued, "Unless Yue Mingxi uses her two signature moves: waving her sleeves and getting angry." [Milk Tea emoji]
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