Chapter 88 World Four (Fifteen)
Xie Wenying lowered his head and saw the watery black pupils trembling slightly. He understood, and without hesitation, he released the warm and soft jade from his arms and stood up straight. The uneven stones under his soap boots were particularly noticeable to the touch. Xie Wenying picked up three or five stones and placed them in his palm.
He walked to the cave entrance and parted the withered vines. Outside, the night was deep, the only bright spot of color in the thick darkness, the vibrant crimson fruits. With a determined gaze, Xie Wenying tossed the stone in his hand. With a swish, the crimson fruits fell, about to plummet to the bottomless precipice. Xie Wenying took a light step, and in a moment, his arms were filled with a pile of crimson fruits. He handed the fruits to Baoshan, who was frail and, in her panic, had dropped a few of them into the cave.
The vermilion fruit was sweet and could quench thirst. Baoshan gently wiped the surface of the vermilion fruit with a soft embroidered handkerchief, then passed the fruit to Xie Wenying's lips as she leaned forward to sit down.
"Senior Brother Wenying."
Xie Wenying opened her lips and was about to ask what was going on when she was not paying attention and felt a soft hand caressing her lips, and the cold scarlet fruit slid between her lips and teeth.
The cold wind outside covered the scarlet fruit with a thin layer of frost.
Xie Wenying doesn't like sweets and rarely picks scarlet fruits on Yunning Peak.
At this moment, he suddenly tasted the scarlet fruit, but he had no intention of savoring it carefully to know what it tasted like.
Xie Wenying's gaze moved downwards and fell on the snow-white cheek. Baoshan fed the first scarlet fruit to Xie Wenying and put the next one into his own mouth.
The skin of the vermilion fruit is red, and the flesh inside looks very much like a cherry, delicious, sweet, and juicy, with a deep red color.
Because of the coldness of the cave, Baoshan's lips had long lost their blood color and were now a light pink.
She bit it lightly with her pearly teeth, and the juice of the scarlet fruit flowed out from the corners of her lips, staining her flower-like lips with an unusually gorgeous color.
It looks very much like delicious cherry flesh, which makes people unable to take their eyes off it and just want to savor the sweetness and deliciousness of the cherry flesh.
After swallowing a dozen or so crimson fruits, Baoshan no longer felt hungry. She caught a glimpse of the crimson fruits in Xie Wenying's hand; they were still the same number, not even a fraction smaller. Baoshan lowered her beautiful eyes, thinking to herself: For all these hours, Xie Wenying has been tasting the same fruit she fed him.
Bao Shan's eyebrows moved slightly, and a delicate and soft voice rang out: "Has the matter of Yun Ning Peak been resolved?"
Xie Wenying nodded, noticing the pitch-black darkness inside the cave. Perhaps Baoshan couldn't see the expression on his face, so he replied in a deep voice, "It's all right now."
Bao Shan's lips parted and closed, as if he were struggling with some thoughts. Finally, after weighing the pros and cons, he still expressed his concerns, "Senior Brother Wenying, are you injured?"
Hearing this, Xie Wenying's brows heated up, and the thin scars seemed to have temperature, making him restless.
The matter of Yun Ning Peak has been settled, and the treasure fan is not like before, it is weak and needs warmth. Everything seems to have been settled.
Xie Wenying's subtly tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Only then did he vaguely notice the pain in his back. A burning sensation intertwined with a scorching heat, and Xie Wenying felt a slight daze: perhaps he had sustained injuries without even noticing.
A moment of silence is enough to prove many things.
Baoshan's voice was no longer as forced and calm as before, but became completely panicked and nervous.
She tightly grasped the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and the ending of her voice trembled.
"Where are you injured?"
Xie Wenying didn't take the injury seriously and said, "It's just my back, nothing serious..."
Hearing this, Bao Shan's stiff body did not relax at all. Instead, her willow-shaped eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and she spoke softly, "I want to see it."
Xie Wenying looked slightly stunned.
As if realizing that she had no intimidating power and her voice was too soft, and fearing she would be rejected without hesitation, Baoshan opened her lips again: "I want to see."
Little did he know that her voice was delicate and clear like broken beads rolling down a white jade plate.
Even if I force myself to look angry, others will only think I'm pitiful and cute, without any fear at all.
Xie Wenying could refuse, after all, such a proposal was too rude.
He is a man and she is a woman, although people who practice martial arts act freely and naturally and are not bound by traditional differences between men and women.
But seeing a foreign man taking off his underwear and exposing his skin is really inappropriate.
However, Xie Wenying heard Baoshan's light cough. The petite and fragile woman covered her mouth with an embroidered handkerchief, and her cheeks were flushed.
Its body is as slender as a willow branch, as if it cannot withstand any wind or waves.
If Xie Wenying were to refuse, the precious fan would probably not be able to withstand the blow and she would faint in the next moment.
Baoshan was still pleading, her voice a little softer than usual. Her usual moans were like soft, fine sugar, sweet and alluring. But hearing her deliberately softened voice now, even the most mortal Shura would be moved.
Xie Wenying had no choice but to agree.
He unbuttoned his undershirt. Due to years of martial arts training, his skin was not excessively fair, but rather a healthy color, neither pale nor too dark.
The skin faintly reveals the steaming heat, which makes people blush and their hearts beat fast at a glance.
In order to check the wound on his back, Xie Wenying faced the mountain wall with his back toward the cave entrance. The bright white moonlight shone through the sparse vines, illuminating Xie Wenying's back exceptionally clearly.
Xie Wenying's back is like the towering peak on Yunning Peak, with distinct ravines and extremely straight.
In the middle of his back, there was a long, deep crack that gradually extended downwards until it was covered by his grey trousers and could no longer be seen clearly.
On the broad back, there was an extremely prominent scar, more than two fingers long. When Xie Wenying took off her inner clothes just now, Baoshan had already seen that blood had seeped through the thin shirt.
The precious fan stretched out its soft hand and gently traced the shape of the scar.
The flesh and blood were turned over in such a horrific shape, it must have been extremely painful.
But since Xie Wenying entered the cave, she has not mentioned a word about the scars on her body.
Baoshan's fingertips were soft and warm. She did not touch the flesh, but moved slowly downwards from the beginning of the wound.
Xie Wenying's body was as stiff as ice and snow. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart and was about to say, "I've already looked at it. Since it's not a big deal, there's no need to look at it anymore."
But the dense moisture fell on Xie Wenying's back, flowing along the cracks in her spine to her tailbone. A soft sob sounded behind Xie Wenying.
It's not noisy, but...it makes people feel distressed.
Xie Wenying was puzzled: "Why are you crying?"
Baoshan whimpered, like a bullied little animal, helpless and bewildered. She said weakly, "Senior Brother Wenying... is injured. The wound is very long and must be very painful..."
Her sobbing appearance made Xie Wenying feel dazed, as if the wound was not on Xie Wenying, but on the fragile body of Baoshan.
Xie Wenying turned around and looked at Baoshan, whose eyes were red. Her mouth was still trembling slightly, and she said in a light tone: "It doesn't hurt."
Bao Shan forced herself to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes. She looked up at him, but saw that there was no trace of patience on his face. She asked doubtfully, "Are you serious?"
Xie Wenying felt that she really had the temperament of a little girl. She was both amused and felt strange. She said firmly: "How could I have ever deceived you?"
Baoshan bit her lip and thought deeply. Xie Wenying had indeed never deceived her.
He is the eldest senior brother of Yun Ning Peak. He acts uprightly and has a pure and clear character. How could he deceive others?
But looking at the horrific scars, Baoshan was frightened and tears still welled up in her eyes.
Xie Wenying reached out and put on her inner garment, but then she felt that the grey robe was useless, so she simply tied it tightly to block the treasure fan's sight.
His heart, which was as hard as an ice peak, seemed to have lost a corner due to the tears of the precious fan, and gradually showed signs of melting.
As soon as the dawn came, Xie Wenying opened his eyes. He looked at Baoshan, who had her eyes closed and looked obedient in his arms, and woke her up.
With a light tap of her toes, Xie Wenying passed through the heavy leaves and landed on the top of Yunning Peak, holding the treasure fan.
Under Baoshan's earnest gaze, Xie Wenying could only apply medicine to the wounds on her body, including the almost invisible tiny scar between her eyebrows.
Her pink satin embroidered shoes made a crunching sound as they stepped over the icy lumps on the ground. Baoshan returned to the courtyard and saw Baiwei standing by the simple stable, handing out fodder to feed the little donkey Baoshan had brought to Yunning Peak.
The little donkey was a lot bigger than when it first reached Yunning Peak, and it looked like it was living a healthy life.
Baiwei turned around and saw Baoshan. He put all the fodder in his hand in front of the little donkey, causing the little donkey to neigh in dissatisfaction.
Baiwei's brows were filled with worry and anxiety, and he asked if the treasure fan was injured.
Baoshan shook his head.
Baiwei said with relief, "It's a good thing you stayed with Senior Brother. Otherwise... the people who attacked Yunning Peak yesterday were so ruthless and vicious that I was almost captured by them. Fortunately, Senior Brother was there to keep me safe."
When Baoshan heard him say this, a pale color appeared on her cheeks.
Upon seeing this, Baiwei hurriedly said that he was going to make some calming soup and would bring a bowl for Baoshan later.
Baoshan's eyes softened as he whispered his thanks. The little donkey in the stable began to rub the fence impatiently. Baiwei, as if remembering something, said quickly, "This donkey is used to running. It's inconvenient to keep it around all the time. Why not let it run free and let it run freely? That'll also allow it to keep its habit."
Bao Shan hesitated and whispered, "But will the other disciples of Yun Ning Peak be dissatisfied with this?"
"It's just a small matter, why would I be dissatisfied?"
Baoshan then relented, opened the fence, and let the little donkey out to gallop.
Baoshan was drinking the soothing soup sent by Baiwei. It was made by stewing black chicken for several hours without adding any other seasonings, just some salt grains and chopped green onions. It tasted fresh and delicious.
As soon as the soup bowl was put down, Baoshan saw Qu Linglong's figure. Her eyes flashed slightly and she stood up weakly.
Qu Linglong did not come alone, she was accompanied by Bai Jiqing and Ye Muya.
Bai Jiqing had a smile on his lips, but Ye Muya looked tired.
Qu Linglong was no longer as reckless as before. Instead, she softened her stance and placed the tray in her hand on the round table. She didn't look at Ye Muya, but only stared at Bai Jiqing beside her.
Bai Jiqing soothed her with his eyes. Qu Linglong felt more at ease and spoke softly, "I used to be prejudiced against you, but I won't be so in the future. I heard you were weak, so this is some red date and fragrant rice porridge."
Bai Jiqing added, "Junior Sister cooked the meal herself as a token of her sincerity."
Ye Muya was forced to come here. When she first heard that Qu Linglong wanted to reconcile with Bao Shan, she didn't believe it. However, as a fellow disciple of Yun Ning Peak and a long-standing friend, she couldn't refuse and followed her.
Ye Muya raised her head and looked into Baoshan's clear eyes. She felt an unbearable headache: It would be too difficult for Baoshan to accept this apology.
But there were only a few of them, and they came openly to reconcile. If the treasured fan was not accepted...
Ye Muya shook her head slightly. How could a weak and pitiful woman like her dare to refuse?
Ye Muya didn't know whether Qu Linglong was sincere or not, but looking at Baoshan's slender body and dazed expression, she felt bitter and guilty in her heart.
——She learned martial arts to uphold justice, but now she has learned to bully the weak.
Ye Muya's brows were cold and her thin lips were slightly parted.
A pair of delicate hands took the tray first. Bao Shan said in a soft voice and a gentle look, "Being able to get along well with Linglong is also what I wish for."
She lifted the lid of the bowl and saw the thick fragrant rice and soft red dates. A faint smile appeared on her snow-white cheeks.
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