Chapter 121 Undercurrents (End of Flashback) I still prefer you. ...
Upon hearing this, Xi Chuang stopped asking questions.
Since Lian Quesheng doesn't want to mention it, that's actually a good thing for him. They will gradually withdraw from Lian Quesheng's world until, in the end, only he is left.
"Young Master Lian, Young Master Xichuang, we've finally found you. The sect leader says he has some important matters he'd like Young Master Xichuang to discuss with him."
Fu Shu ran over, panting. She went to the place where Xi Chuang lived, but didn't see him. Later, she heard from other disciples that they had seen Lian Quesheng in the training ground, so she came to try her luck and unexpectedly found him.
Xi Chuang was rescued by Lian Quesheng, and ever since then, wherever Lian Quesheng was, Xi Chuang was always there.
"My mother, what does she want with Xi Chuang? So many days have passed, I thought she'd already gone back." Lian Quesheng looked at Fu Shu, a little curious. "What important matter can't she discuss with me?"
“You’re not often at White Egret Island, are you? The sect leader is always teaching Xichuang this and that. It’s no wonder Xichuang is more familiar with sect affairs.” Fushu explained to this old man with a smile, and then winked at Xichuang, “Alright, alright, the sect leader said you’re always busy and don’t have time to deal with these things. He just wants to make things easier for you.”
After saying that, she left with Xi Chuang.
Lian Quesheng stood there, staring at their departing figures with a solemn expression, seemingly lost in thought.
"Senior Brother Lian, Xi Chuang has left, should we still go?"
“It’s settled, junior brother. You take them there, take my token, and put the bill on my tab.” Lian Quesheng patted Liang Wen on the back. “Don’t try to save me money.”
After he finished speaking, he turned around and went back to his residence. He had originally said he was going to choose a sword for Xi Chuang, but in the end, the person who was supposed to choose the sword did not go.
Meanwhile, Xi Chuang followed Fu Shu, winding left and right. He didn't know why Lian Chisu would look for him at this critical moment. In fact, although the sect leader of Bailuzhou had indeed treated him very well, almost like raising his own child.
But Xi Chuang always felt that there was a barrier between them. He went inside and found that only Lian Chisu was there. The windows were closed and the room looked somewhat oppressive.
"Sect Leader Lian."
Xichuang bowed respectfully. Fushu had already left. The woman standing at the top of the steps turned around, looked at him for a long while, and sighed, "Xichuang, do you know why I called you here?"
"I am too dull-witted to presume to guess the sect leader's thoughts."
“There’s no need for so many formalities when we’re talking. Let’s just sit down and talk.” Lian Chisu gestured to the seat to his right, and then sat down herself, afraid that he wouldn’t sit down. “You’re much more well-mannered than Quesheng. If it were him, he probably would have already sat in my seat without me even having to say it.”
“Master is a man of true feelings, that’s good too.”
“It’s all our fault for spoiling him. We’ve never restrained him since he was a child. We let him do whatever he wanted and gave him everything he wanted. That’s how he developed this kind of personality. He does things recklessly and never cares about the consequences.” Lian Chisu looked somewhat haggard, completely lacking her previous heroic spirit.
Xi Chuang didn't think there was anything wrong with it. If he were to raise Lian Quesheng, he would probably spoil him even more than Lian Chisu and the others.
“Back then, Buwen and I went out for training with a friend, but we encountered a disaster. Buwen was poisoned in both legs while saving me and could no longer stand.” Lian Chisu’s voice was very low, but her tightly furrowed brows revealed her sorrow. “But I didn’t expect that I would be pregnant at that time, so Quesheng was born with that kind of poison.”
“We went to great lengths, consulting doctors from all over the country, but they all predicted that he would only live to be thirty years old.”
Lian Quesheng is twenty-six years old this year. Xi Chuang remembers it very clearly, which means there are only four years left. He never expected that Lian Chisu would tell him these things. But why? She had kept it a secret all along.
“You are his apprentice now, so keep an eye on him for me. Buwen and I are still thinking of other ways. We don’t know if what those people said is accurate or not, but hopefully it’s false.” Lian Chisu sighed. She had a lot more gray hair lately, but she usually covered it with her black hair to avoid others noticing.
"Master looks healthy and doesn't seem to have any congenital deficiencies. Perhaps the doctors made a mistake in their diagnosis. Sect Leader, there's no need to be so anxious. We still have four years. We'll find a solution eventually."
Xi Chuang comforted her, but Lian Chisu waved her hand and said, "You don't know, when Quesheng was young, he had a serious illness. It came on suddenly and without warning. He really went through the gates of hell. I have been afraid ever since. I am the head of Bailuzhou. It is really inconvenient for me to have a leg injury."
“Quesheng doesn’t like staying in Egret Island every day. He’s used to being free and can’t stand being restricted like this.” Lian Chisu sometimes regretted it, but there was nothing she could do. The result had already been made. “I called you here because I wanted you to take better care of him. He doesn’t know about this yet and he’s been spoiled. He likes to go out and cause trouble all the time.”
"Thank you for your trust, Sect Leader. I will keep it in mind and stay by my master's side to take good care of him."
“I can’t stay here any longer. There are still many things waiting for me to deal with in Bailuzhou. I don’t know if he’s been searching for a way to save him. If there’s any news, I’ll have Fushu contact you.”
He responded softly from the west window.
"Don't let him know. If he asks me why I'm here, just make up an excuse." Lian Chisu took out another token from her body. "This is the Guest Token of Bailuzhou. With this, you can contact me anytime if anything happens. Bailuzhou has special informants. This route is unknown to Quesheng, so it's more convenient to use."
After Xi Chuang left, Lian Chisu sat there alone, propping her head up with one hand on the table, and murmured, "I hope it will be as I wish."
Inside the Fuyou Palace, the originally cold floor was now covered with a thick carpet by Shen Jiuxu. Jiang Yu was still a little weak and liked to walk around barefoot, which also helped prevent the cold from entering his body.
"What are you looking at?"
Shen Jiuxu walked in from outside the hall and waited at the door for a while before going in. He hugged Jiang Yu from behind and touched his neck with the back of his hand. It was warm, and he felt relieved.
"Strange and unusual events".
Jiang Yu held up the book in her hand to show him, "You know what? I just read about a tree in it, which was born from the spiritual power between heaven and earth. Unlike ordinary spirits, it is not easy to detect when it transforms into a human, and it can even bloom. It is said that its branches and leaves are lush, and when it transforms into a human, it must be handsome. I just don't know if it is a man or a woman."
For the first time, Shen Jiuxu was unable to give Jiang Yu the most sincere and positive response. His arm around Jiang Yu was noticeably stiff, and his face turned pale and then red.
What strange and unusual events?
Is he really out of things to write about? He has the nerve to write on a tree like this? Doesn't he have any dignity?
"...male."
"How do you know?" Jiang Yu was a little skeptical when he saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and then this was the first thing he said. He retorted, "If those lush branches and leaves were transformed into a woman's beautiful hair, cascading down her back, it would be absolutely gorgeous."
Jiang Yu looked serious, and Shen Jiuxu didn't know how to explain the situation to him for a moment. He silently pursed his lips, turned around, and took Jiang Yu's hand in his hair.
"puff--"
Jiang Yu finally understood his intention and couldn't help but burst out laughing. She threw herself into Shen Jiuxu's arms, laughing until her stomach hurt. "How...how can you be so funny?"
"I only gave you one compliment."
His hand cradled Shen Jiuxu's hair, and after a moment of feeling, he had to admit that the hair was incredibly smooth, long, and thick. Especially when it clung to Shen Jiuxu's bare back, contrasting with his pale skin, Jiang Yu couldn't bear to let it go.
“I still prefer yours.” He whispered to Shen Jiuxu’s lips, “I think even if there really is such a tree, it certainly wouldn’t be as beautiful as the one my Daoist partner is born with.”
His hand slowly moved upwards, "Such a high and straight nose."
Jiang Yu kissed it, then tilted his head back, revealing his long, unadorned neck to Shen Jiuxu. His eyes were dark and deep, like pebbles falling into a lake and rippling on the surface. "And he has a pair of beautiful eyes, especially when he's aroused. Sweat drips down his forehead, slides over here, and then down."
At the same time, Jiang Yu's hand slid down, and he rested his head on Shen Jiuxu's shoulder, whispering in his ear, "There is also a lean and strong body."
Shen Jiuxu, caught up in a sudden, wicked whim, wondered if Jiang Yu would remember what he had said that day if his identity were ever exposed. Hearing laughter, Jiang Yu looked up at him, clearly displeased with his silent laughter.
"Thank you for such high praise, Young Master Jiang."
Shen Jiuxu looked at his puffed-up cheeks and poked them with his finger. He pulled him into his arms and said slowly, "I'm just so glad I met you. You've given me a new reason to look forward to this long life. Before, I just felt that living too long was meaningless."
"You're only a few years old, yet you have such a long life ahead of you?"
Jiang Yu didn't want to pay attention to his pretentious mature behavior. "Besides, I'm a few years older than you. Don't say things like that next time."
"Yes, ma'am."
These past few days, they both coincidentally avoided mentioning Jiang Yu's right wrist. It seemed that both Shen Jiuxu and Jiang Yu had chosen to forget about an injury that was destined never to recover and an injury that prevented him from wielding the sword with ease.
This way, they won't feel pain again, nor will they remember the discomfort of that day. They will simply live a seemingly peaceful but actually turbulent life, day after day.
——
"So, do you want to see them again?" Shen Jiuxu asked, holding Jiang Yu. "We couldn't see them clearly through the doors and windows just now. If you want to see them, we can go over tomorrow."
This heavy memory seemed to wrap Jiang Yu up like a silkworm cocoon, making his gentle and harmless past become memories that have completely disappeared from the current Young Master Jiang.
"I'm not going to see them. Even if I did, there would be nothing to say, it would only cause more trouble. Besides, my eyes haven't healed yet. If they find out, the news will probably spread very quickly, and then it will be even more troublesome."
Jiang Yu lay on the familiar bed, feeling as if he had been transported to another world. But the truth was that Shen Jiuxu's soul lamp had been extinguished, and it had only been half a year since he went to Yunshui City to investigate the truth.
He had a feeling that these people were the same group who had impersonated him and sold talismans at Qingyun Ladder before.
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