Chapter 93 World 4 (20)
The biting cold wind, carrying large snowflakes, made the windows rustle.
A narrow crack had been blown through the rice-colored window paper, and a biting gale blew through the crack into the house, igniting the charred embers and causing the scarlet light to flicker. The scattered sparks were covered by leaf-sized snowflakes, quickly extinguishing the flames.
A petite woman lay on the couch, her brows furrowed in impatience as the cold wind streamed into the room. Baoshan felt a dull pain in her heart, and her dark eyelashes fluttered as she opened her eyes. She heard the whirring of the wind, and enduring the pain in her heart, she stepped on her embroidered shoes, walked to the window frame, and covered the gap with cotton cloth.
The moonlight was hazy, like frost, illuminating Bao Shan's previously pale fingertips with a shimmering, snow-like brilliance. A thin layer of sweat covered the tip of Bao Shan's small, pointed nose. Bao Shan's bare hands touched her chest, her furrowed brows furrowing even further. The door opened, and Bao Shan's eyes, like clear water, flickered slightly. From her soft, pale pink lips, she whispered, "Senior Brother Wenying..."
The tall figure walked into the room, paused slightly, and did not answer Baoshan. But his action of walking towards Baoshan made Baoshan sure that he was Xie Wenying, the one she wanted to see.
The figure, as tall as a pine tree, opened his arms and embraced the soft and fragile treasure fan.
Baoshan nestled gently against his broad chest, and his heart, which had been beating up and down, gradually stabilized.
A hint of confusion flashed across her dark eyes. Xie Wenying would never do this. He took the initiative to reach out and hold her in his arms.
When he heard the sound of the heart beating in the broad chest, Baoshan's confusion became more and more intense: How could such a thumping heart be beating like that of the calm and steady Xie Wenying?
Baoshan stretched out her slender white hands and withdrew from the embrace of the black figure. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her face was pale, and her body was thin, like a piece of thin paper.
The figure hidden in the darkness laughed softly.
The hazy moonlight poured down on him, allowing Bao Shan to see the true face of this figure.
It wasn't Xie Wenying at all, but Bai Jiqing with a gloomy expression.
Baoshan frowned. In the long night, why did Bai Jiqing come to her room?
Looking at the pitiful and crumbling appearance of the treasure fan, Bai Jiqing finally understood why there was a rumor in the world that Xishi was so weak that she held her heart and frowned.
If the famous Xi Shi had a heart attack, she would probably be like Baoshan, with a slightly trembling body, pale cheeks but not depressed, slightly messy hair but not unkempt, and only a heart-breakingly delicate beauty and a graceful figure.
Baoshan was only wearing a plain undershirt, and a fur coat of imperial color covered with animal fur on the outside. The fur was fluffy and soft, and the animal fur swaying in the wind made Baoshan's waist look even more slender, and it could be held in one hand.
Looking at Bai Jiqing's eager gaze, Bao Shan was slightly startled and subconsciously stepped back.
In her haste, she even dropped one of her embroidered shoes.
Bai Jiqing leaned over and picked up the embroidered shoe. Looking at Baoshan, whose eyes were filled with vigilance and resistance, he chuckled softly and asked, "Why are you so afraid of me?"
Bao Shan shook her head gently, her voice soft, "It's not that I'm afraid, but there are differences between men and women. Senior Brother Bai, please leave quickly."
Bai Jiqing didn't believe her words and said meaningfully, "If it was the eldest brother who came today, would you still chase him away like this?"
Baoshan's face became paler and paler, and her snow-like face made people feel pity for her and couldn't bear to say any harsh words to her.
Even though Bai Jiqing knew in his heart that the treasure fan was not as simple and pitiful as it appeared.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so hypocritical. He just accepted the kindness of the junior sister, and then turned around and knocked the porridge to the ground.
But facing such a pitiful posture, Bai Jiqing couldn't help but feel soft at heart. His voice was gentle, with a hint of temptation.
"What do you like about my eldest brother? His status as the eldest disciple of Yun Ning Peak, or his reputation as a genius?
All things in the world are fleeting like a fleeting white horse. Rather than pursuing a cold-hearted martial arts fanatic, it is better to enjoy gold, jade, jewels, and silks."
Bai Jiqing hinted at something, and the precious fan was almost forced into a corner by his tall figure and his constantly forward steps.
Baoshan lowered his eyelids slightly, his thoughts turned, and he came up with a way to escape.
Her slender body fell lightly like autumn leaves.
Bai Jiqing was really too weird. If she was awake, she would have to face him directly and even be treated like a tool by him.
It is better to fall down gently and pretend to be unconscious. During the many days at Yunning Peak, Baoshan heard Baiwei say that Bai Jiqing was the son of a wealthy family in the secular world, and his behavior also showed that he was well-educated.
Such people will rob and rob others, and act recklessly, but they will not take advantage of others when they are unconscious.
Bai Jiqing put his arms around the slender waist and sighed in his heart: Such a thin waist is just as he imagined, and it feels wonderful.
Bai Jiqing lowered his head, looking at Baoshan's pale face, his eyes dark and deep. Finally, he put the Baoshan back on the bed and re-lit the charcoal.
The red firelight illuminated Bai Jiqing's face. He frowned and thought, as if he had come up with a new idea.
In the water dungeon.
Xie Wenying's limbs were bound by heavy iron chains, and everything below his waist was immersed in the cold pool water.
The water in the dungeon is connected to the Qingfeng Pond. It is clear and cold, and the chill penetrates deep into the bone marrow.
The wound on Xie Wenying's back had not yet healed. When soaked in the pool water, the long and narrow scar opened up a scarlet crack, and traces of blood flowed into the pool water.
Bai Jiqing, who grew up in the royal family, is extremely good at manipulating people's hearts.
The initial plan cannot be too perfect, otherwise it will arouse doubts and make people believe that Xie Wenying is innocent and that someone with ulterior motives deliberately set up such a comprehensive and flawless plan to frame her.
Bai Jiqing left clues and pointed the finger at Xie Wenying.
At first, the reaction of many disciples of Yunning Peak was disbelief, and they would never believe it.
Xie Wenying is an upright person who is only obsessed with martial arts. What good would it do for him to harm Yun Ningfeng's disciples?
Seeing this situation, Bai Jiqing was not in a hurry. He mingled among the many disciples and defended Xie Wenying, but his words were actually sharp and thought-provoking.
Since reaching Yunning Peak, many disciples have lost contact with the secular world and have pure hearts. It only takes a slight provocation to plant the seeds of doubt in their hearts.
Indeed, within just a few days, the attitudes of many disciples at Yunning Peak changed. From their initial complete trust in Xie Wenying, they became half-believing and half-doubting. In the end, they believed the cold clues instead of the incomprehensible Xie Wenying.
"This inference is not without reason. If it was ordered by the eldest brother, then everything makes sense.
Why were the sneak attacking faction able to avoid everyone and enter Yunning Peak without anyone noticing?
Why were so many disciples injured and working together to resist the enemy, while the eldest brother was safe and sound because he hid on the top of the mountain?
"Although the eldest brother is an outstanding martial artist, he is still unscathed in the face of such vicious moves. It is really puzzling."
"If they were to launch a surprise attack on Yun Ning Peak, they were aiming to take the spiritual energy swirling around Yun Ning Peak for themselves. Therefore, rejecting others seems like the absurd behavior of a martial arts fanatic."
After that, Bai Jiqing didn't need to worry about it, because the disciples had gradually made Xie Wenying's "absurd behavior" seem reasonable and logical.
Occasionally, there were a few younger disciples from Yun Ning Peak who had close relationships with the injured disciples. When they saw their companions lying on the bed, in excruciating pain and almost going crazy, they became anxious.
Because they were young, these young disciples did not have a deep affection for Xie Wenying, so they believed the rumors and believed that Xie Wenying was the person behind the scenes. For his own selfish desires, he even harmed his fellow disciples.
The young disciples came to the water dungeon in groups of three or five.
The dungeon is shaped like a huge, wide, deep well, with the top covered by a huge bluestone.
Therefore, when Xie Wenying was in the water dungeon, he could hear rustling sounds coming from above, followed by the voices of several young disciples. They were excited and questioned why Xie Wenying did this.
This is what everyone is pointing fingers at.
Xie Wenying's entire body was soaked by the clear water, and her hair was submerged in the water, floating around.
The cold words echoed in Xie Wenying's ears, and he was conscious.
Even with his meridians blocked, he was still able to hear the accusations clearly. Every word was heard with distinct clarity.
Xie Wenying never frowned, but when he heard the young disciples chattering endlessly, he raised his arm and pulled the thousand-pound iron chain.
Silence suddenly returned above the dungeon, followed by the sound of a figure walking away.
Xie Wenying lowered his head, his face reflected in the clear water, his eyes dark as the abyss. Was he sad? Not really. Not even the so-called heartbroken or dejected. It was just that there was an inexplicable obstruction in his chest, a heaviness.
The peace lasted only a moment before a noise was heard from above the dungeon. This time, the footsteps were steady and the voices were low. It didn't sound like someone was coming to accuse Xie Wenying, but rather to whisper something, as if they had accidentally strayed into the dungeon.
"You saw it with your own eyes?"
"It's so real, the two of them are leaning against each other, just like a couple."
Xie Wenying lowered her eyes, her gaze as calm as water.
"Brother Bai and Miss Baoshan, when did this happen? Didn't Brother Bai like Junior Sister?"
Xie Wenying's expression changed slightly.
“I treat my junior sister like a brother or sister.
Senior Brother Bai treats Miss Baoshan with the same affection as his beloved.
With Senior Brother's misfortune, I was worried about Miss Baoshan. Without Senior Brother's care, how would she survive at Yunning Peak? Fortunately, Baoshan and Senior Brother Bai are now in love. Late that night, I saw Senior Brother Bai emerge from Baoshan's room. Perhaps they were in love...
People in the underworld do not follow the same strict rules when it comes to matters between men and women as people in the secular world.
If a man and a woman are in love with each other, getting together is a natural outcome and there is nothing wrong with it.
The voice gradually faded away, but Xie Wenying's mood was still fluctuating. He closed his eyes and silently recited the sword techniques and martial arts skills.
These days, he couldn't practice his martial arts, but he still remembered his daily sword training and practiced these moves in his mind. But today, his mind was always disturbed by distracting thoughts.
"Endless love", "Mutual affection", "Lovebirds embracing each other"...
All these words lingered in Xie Wenying's mind, and his brows were furrowed.
A snow-white face appeared in his mind, and a hand was gently stretched out, waving an embroidered handkerchief towards him.
"Senior Brother Wenying, I'm leaving..."
The sound is ethereal and dreamy.
The precious fan that had always relied on him and regarded him as his only support was now held in the arms of another person.
The restless palm stroked Baoshan's soft waist.
Playboy!
But Baoshan was not angry. Her cheeks were flushed, as bright as peach blossoms in March.
Then, the figure leaned forward and slowly approached the porcelain-white cheek...
Because of silently reciting the sword technique, the dantian, which was faintly hot, was now rolling wildly like magma, almost burning people.
Xie Wenying opened his eyes, his black pupils flashed faintly with red. His lips moved slightly and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
The biggest taboo in life for those who practice martial arts is not being able to concentrate. If they allow distracting thoughts to linger, it will breed demonic obstacles.
Just like Xie Wenying.
Bao Shan felt that Yun Ning Peak had been extremely strange recently, with many of the disciples being too aggressive and not coexisting in harmony as before.
Baoshan didn't see Xie Wenying, so he went to ask Ye Muya.
Ye Muya comforted her, saying that the eldest brother had just gone down the mountain and there was no need to worry.
Bao Shan nodded slightly, and the worry in her eyes gradually dissipated. After Ye Muya left, Bao Shan frowned slightly and thought to herself: Why did Senior Sister Ye lie?
Baiwei has been avoiding him recently. He stroked his chest with the treasure fan, and his body was shaky, so he barely managed to keep him.
But within a few words, Baoshan knew where Xie Wenying was.
The door of the dungeon was opened, and a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes, which were extremely out of place in this place, walked into the dungeon.
Xie Wenying stared at the treasure fan that came in, and a clear voice rang out.
"come over."
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