Chapter 121 Su Yuyao's Past Life - Yan Fei
The closer you get to the hot spring, the thicker the mist becomes.
Su Yuyao fanned her small hands, parted the thick fog, and pulled Feihua to the edge of the hot spring.
"Come on! Take off your outer garment and skirt! The ground is wet, and you'll get your clothes dirty!" Su Yuyao helped Feihua take off her clothes and carefully hung them on a tree branch. She then took off her own clothes and threw them aside. The two of them held hands and walked barefoot to the hot spring, where they carefully sat down.
"So comfortable!" Su Yuyao swung her toes in the warm spring water, enjoying the gentle warmth that slowly seeped into her body along her meridians.
This feeling... was indescribably comfortable and refreshing. Before long, a fine layer of sweat appeared on Su Yuyao's forehead and the tip of her nose.
"Feihua, you're right!" Su Yuyao looked at Feihua happily and said with a smile, "I have a younger brother!"
Feihua gazed at the sky shrouded in mist, remaining silent.
Su Yuyao followed Feihua's gaze but saw nothing. She then turned to Feihua and hesitated before saying, "Feihua... I'm sorry..."
Fei Hua paused for a moment, then slowly looked at Su Yuyao, her eyes devoid of any emotion.
“Feihua… I love Xuanfeng, I love him, I can’t live without him! I feel… even if your engagement isn’t dissolved, I will still be with him…” Su Yuyao lowered her head, looking at her reflection in the water, “Feelings are selfish, I can’t share him with anyone else, just like you don’t accept me… So, I want Lady Qingyue to help me ask for a title, even if it’s just a female servant…”
Feihua was still staring blankly at Su Yuyao.
"I'm sorry!" Su Yuyao didn't dare to look up, only able to see the flying flowers reflected in the misty hot spring water. "I... I really, really love him! So I really want to be his woman openly and honestly!"
“I love him too,” Fei Hua suddenly said.
Su Yuyao was stunned. She stared at Feihua, who was extremely clear-headed, in the hot spring and held her breath.
Feihua slowly lowered her head, looked at Su Yuyao in the hot spring, and said calmly and clearly, "Why can't I be his woman?"
“Fei…Feihua…” Su Yuyao felt a chill run down her spine as Feihua stared at her indifferent gaze.
"I..." Fei Hua's icy eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent as she shouted, "I hate you!"
After saying that, Fei Hua lunged at Su Yuyao with a ferocious expression.
"Ah!" Su Yuyao was startled by the sight of flying flowers and was caught off guard as she was plunged into the hot spring. "Flying flowers..."
"Go to hell!" Fei Hua grinned maliciously as she pressed Su Yuyao's head firmly into the water.
Su Yuyao choked on some water, and her entire nasal cavity immediately felt like it was on fire. She tried to flail her arms a few times, but she couldn't break free from Feihua's control. The scalding spring water poured into her mouth and nose, and a hot, suffocating feeling gradually enveloped Su Yuyao. She slowly lost the strength to resist...
"Go to hell! Go to hell!" Fei Hua jumped into the hot spring, straddled Su Yuyao, and pressed Su Yuyao's entire body into the water...
It's so hot...it hurts so much...
Su Yuyao felt as if her whole body was being roasted by fire. She struggled to open her eyes, only to be surprised to find herself lying in a sea of flames.
Where is this? She moved her hands and feet, and the intense pain made her groan involuntarily.
She paused for a moment, struggled a little, and finally endured the pain to slowly get up.
“My lord! There he is!” a voice rang out.
Su Yuyao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar figure in the firelight, carrying a sword as thin as a cicada's wing, rushing towards her through the blood-splattered sand.
“Xuan, Xuanfeng…” Su Yuyao looked at the murderous Xuanfeng in surprise.
Xuanfeng, his face covered in blood, raised his sword and thrust it fiercely at Su Yuyao.
"Whoosh!" A force rushed into Su Yuyao's chest!
She didn't feel any pain, she just stared blankly down at the ceiling. Wait, where did my...things go?!
Su Yuyao looked at her naked upper body, her dark muscles and clear lines, and the gushing blood dripping onto the ground from the sharp sword in her chest.
puff!
The sword has gone even deeper!
Su Yuyao looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar hand on the sword hilt, "Xuan...Xuanfeng...why..."
"Yan Fei," Xuan Feng's voice was extremely cold, "your mistake was that you shouldn't have challenged my bottom line!"
“Bottom line…?” Su Yuyao frowned and looked at Xuan Feng.
"You can hate me, but you shouldn't use the innocent lives within the World Origin as leverage to threaten me!" Xuan Feng stared into Su Yuyao's eyes, his murderous coldness and resolute gaze chilling Su Yuyao to the bone. Scenes, events, and memories flashed through Su Yuyao's mind...
Inside the red tent, naked Yan Fei gazed at Xuan Feng with alluring eyes.
Xuanfeng's eyes darted away as he turned and said, "Yan Fei, I am engaged. Please have some self-respect!"
"Oh dear, I'm not asking you for a marriage contract!" Yan Fei stood up, grabbed Xuan Feng's sleeve, and said with a smile, "I don't care about whether you have a marriage contract or not!"
"I care!" Xuan Feng shook off Yan Fei's hand and resolutely left...
At the mountaintop, the setting sun cast long shadows as Yan Fei lay smugly on Xuan Feng's lap, who looked utterly unwilling.
"Xuanfeng, don't be so serious!" Yan Fei reached out and stroked Xuanfeng's face, smiling as he said, "You lost the bet! A bet is a bet!"
"Yan Fei! I lost, and I accept the punishment, but don't hold any more illusions. There is absolutely no possibility between us!"
A hint of disappointment flashed across Yan Fei's face, but he forced a smile and said, "How do you know it's impossible if you don't try?"
Xuanfeng turned his head away, dodging Yanfei's hand.
“Xuanfeng,” Yan Fei sat up, looked at Xuanfeng, and asked seriously, “Do you really have no feelings for me?”
"No!"
"If you didn't, why did you agree to the bet? Why did you accept the loss? Why, despite constantly rejecting me, do you keep appearing around me?!" Yan Fei questioned...
On a stormy night, a clap of thunder shattered the sky, and a whirlwind suddenly arose, whipping Yan Fei's long robe toward Xuan Feng's face.
"Xuanfeng! You're leaving already?!" Yan Fei's tears fell onto Xuanfeng's lips.
Xuanfeng lowered his head and said softly, "I've finished dealing with things here, I'm going back now."
"Then... take me away!" Yan Fei grabbed Xuan Feng's hand, but Xuan Feng gently shook him off.
"You...you should just stay and live your life in your Shiyuan..."
"Xuanfeng! You've left, will you ever come back?"
"I...I probably won't..."
...
Within the city walls, flickering firelight illuminated the scene. Yan Fei, his face a mask of sinister allure, toyed with the flames between his fingers and said leisurely, "Xuanfeng, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long!"
"Yan Fei! What are you doing?!" Xuan Feng glared at Yan Fei.
"Me? I didn't do anything, I just... wanted to see you, but it's so hard!" Yan Fei said with a wicked smile. "I don't even remember how many people I've killed..."
"Yan Fei!" Xuan Feng glared with bloodshot eyes. "You...you're insane!"
"That's right! I've gone mad! And that's all... thanks to you!" Yan Fei suddenly threw the flame in his hand, and flames instantly soared into the sky within the city, accompanied by screams of agony...
Su Yuyao gripped Xuanfeng's hand with all her might, tears welling in her eyes, and asked, "Xuan... Xuanfeng... just how... many... people have you hurt...?"
Xuan Feng looked at Su Yuyao's pained and desperate eyes, and seemed somewhat moved. He said in a low voice with tears in his eyes, "Yan Fei, matters of the heart cannot be forced. I can't say I'm heartless towards you, but I was powerless to help you... I never expected that I would cause you to lose your rationality and hurt innocent people! I can't ignore matters of life and death! I can't let the responsibility for destroying the world go unpunished! If there is an afterlife, and we are destined to meet again, I will do everything in my power to atone for my sins!"
After saying that, Xuanfeng flicked his wrist and, with a slight force, pierced Su Yuyao's body with the Cicada Feather Sword...
Su Yuyao gasped sharply, just as a beam of white light was hurtling towards her...
"Miss Yao'er! Wake up!" An urgent voice came from afar.
Su Yuyao opened her mouth to respond, but felt something blocking her chest, and couldn't make a sound.
Suddenly, a surge of Qi rushed into Su Yuyao's chest!
"Ugh!" Su Yuyao was so shocked that she vomited violently.
"Miss Yao'er?!" The unfamiliar voice gradually became clearer. "How...are you?"
Su Yuyao slowly opened her eyes, and in front of her was a familiar face. "You are..."
“Your humble servant is Flying Eagle,” Flying Eagle replied softly.
“Flying… Eagle…” Su Yuyao struggled for a moment and found herself leaning against Flying Eagle’s chest, completely soaked.
Seeing that Su Yuyao was gradually regaining consciousness, Feiying carried her to the side and took off his outer garment to cover her.
Su Yuyao looked around but didn't see Feihua, so she asked, "Where's Feihua?"
Flying Eagle pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know. When I found you, you were all alone."
"Oh..." Su Yuyao recalled what had just happened, still feeling lingering fear, and couldn't help but tremble slightly.
She pulled the coat draped over her body tighter, looked around at the tree branches, and asked, "Where are my clothes?"
Flying Eagle stood up, looked around, and picked up Su Yuyao's outer garment and skirt that she had thrown on the ground.
"Here it is." Flying Eagle handed the clothes to Su Yuyao somewhat embarrassedly, then turned and walked away.
Su Yuyao blushed as she took the clothes. Seeing Feiying turn around, she quickly got up and hurriedly put the clothes on. Feiying must have seen that her inner shirt was soaked!
She put on her clothes, forced herself to stand up calmly, looked around, but still couldn't see Feihua!
"Feihua! Feihua!" Su Yuyao called out twice, but received no response. Even Feihua's clothes were gone, and Su Yuyao immediately panicked.
"Flying Eagle! Flying Eagle!" Su Yuyao staggered to Flying Eagle's side, took his arm, and asked worriedly, "Didn't you really see Flying Flower?"
Flying Eagle slowly turned around, looking at Su Yuyao, whose hair was disheveled and who was soaking wet. "Miss Yao'er, your humble servant..."
"Miss Yao'er! Miss Yao'er!"
Where is it?
"Yao'er, something's happened!" Feihua said, her voice trembling with tears.
"Fairy of Flying Flowers, don't worry! Don't worry!"
"Yao'er...Miss?!"
Led by Fei Hua, a group of aunties and grandmas rushed to the hot spring, where they bumped into Su Yuyao, who was disheveled, and Fei Ying, who was not wearing an outer garment.
"Oh my god!" The aunt who was rushing ahead quickly stopped, covered her eyes, and turned to the side.
"Yao'er!" Fei Hua rushed towards Su Yuyao with tears in her eyes.
Seeing the flying flowers rushing towards her, Su Yuyao recalled the feeling of being suffocated by the flowers while they were underwater, and hurriedly hid back in fear.
Seeing this, Fei Ying quickly shielded Su Yuyao behind him and blocked Fei Hua in front of him.
"Tsk tsk!"
"I never expected this!"
"that is!"
"They're still too young! They can't hold on!"
"Yao'er?" Fei Hua's empty eyes were filled with doubt. She reached out her hand to Su Yuyao and said, "Let's go home!"
Su Yuyao stared blankly at Feihua, feeling fear and unease for the first time. She dared not easily hold the hands in front of her again.
"Fairy Feihua, we'll take you home!" The aunties and grandmas brought by Feihua looked at Su Yuyao with righteous indignation and contempt.
"Hmph! Bah!"
"shameless!"
"This isn't the first time! It's said to have happened in the Heavenly Palace..."
"Oh! She and Lord Zeyuan..."
"Everyone says she was forced! But that might not be the case!"...
The rumors reached Su Yuyao's ears clearly. Although they were outrageous, she had no intention of explaining them because her mind was filled with Fei Hua's hideous face and the overly vivid dream she had just had.
The aunties and grandmas escorted the taciturn Feihua away from the hot spring, which relieved Su Yuyao. Her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground.
Flying Eagle felt a pang of pity looking at Su Yuyao, but dared not get too close.
"Miss Yao'er, your humble servant..."
Su Yuyao lowered her head, looking at her chest, which was soaked by the spring water. Although she was wearing several layers of clothes, the outline of her breasts was still clearly visible.
She tightened her collar, recalling the dark chest muscles she'd seen in her dream. Was that dream really just a dream? Could it be... that I truly entered the World Origin and cultivated my true form before returning? Yan Fei... was I Yan Fei in my past life? I was actually a man in my past life?! And Xuan Feng actually killed me?!
Thinking of this, Su Yuyao couldn't help but shed tears. That bastard! How dare he kill me!
"Miss Yao'er?!" Flying Eagle panicked when he saw Su Yuyao sobbing and shedding tears. "Um... this subordinate will escort you back?!"
Su Yuyao wiped away her tears and shook her head.
Flying Eagle scratched his head, looking bewildered. "Then...where do you want to go?"
"Where to?" Su Yuyao blinked, then suddenly perked up, looked up at the flying eagle and said, "I want to ride you!"
"Ah?! This... isn't that a bit inappropriate..." Flying Eagle took a few steps back and said with his head down.
"Why not?" Su Yuyao asked, tilting her head. "Could it be... that only Xuanfeng can ride you?"
"Ah?" Flying Eagle blushed and looked at Su Yuyao. "Well... not really..."
"Then why can't I ride it?" Su Yuyao asked, puzzled. "Can't you just take me for a spin?"
“Ah…fly around once…” Eagle’s face turned even redder, and he nodded vigorously.
"You agreed?!" Su Yuyao asked excitedly.
Flying Eagle looked at Su Yuyao kneeling on the ground and said softly, "I can take you flying... but now..."
"Great!" Su Yuyao stood up, looking slightly tired. "Let's go!"
"Huh? Leaving now?" Flying Eagle looked in the direction the aunties had left with some worry. "Shouldn't we go and explain?"
"What's there to explain?" Su Yuyao said, tugging at Feiying's sleeve. "Let them say whatever they want!"
"But... shouldn't you tell Lord Xuanfeng about Fairy Feihua's feelings for you?" Flying Eagle asked hesitantly.
“Feihua is sick, it’s no use talking to her…” Su Yuyao gave a bitter smile, holding back her tears, and said, “Feiying, take me flying with you…”
Flying Eagle looked at Su Yuyao and slowly squatted down. "Miss Yao'er, come on up!"
Su Yuyao bit her lip and gently lay on the back of the flying eagle. She was very scared and sad. Her heart was heavy, and she didn't know if it was because of the flying flowers or because of that dream that was too real.
I never imagined Fei Hua still hated me so much, I never imagined Xuan Feng had killed me, I never imagined...
With a whoosh, the eagle spread its wings, and Su Yuyao lay on the wings she had always dreamed of, but she still couldn't feel happy.
She watched the forest slowly descend, the mountains gradually shrink, and, facing the increasingly brisk cool wind, let out the tears she could no longer hold back...
"Waaah...waaah...waaah..." Su Yuyao began to feel fear. What if I really drowned? In my past life, Xuanfeng killed me, and in this life, I was almost killed by Feihua! Feihua...does she really hate me that much?
Flying Eagle didn't know what Su Yuyao was thinking, but he was very glad that Su Yuyao hadn't probed his memories, otherwise he would have really been exposed!
The eagle flew higher and higher, and Jiujiao Mountain became smaller and smaller. Su Yuyao cried for a while, but her mood improved a lot, and she finally began to appreciate the scenery.
"Wow! The sky is so close! Wow! Jiujiao Mountain can be so small!" Su Yuyao said happily.
Seeing that Su Yuyao was interested, the eagle flapped its wings and began to circle around Jiujiao Mountain.
"Huh? Wait a minute!" Su Yuyao looked at the blackened hillside in front of her. Was this the hill I burned?! I lit a fire in Yuqing's kitchen. Even if the whole hill was full of flammable trees, it wouldn't have burned this fast!
Su Yuyao looked closely at the gray-black hillside, where several dark burning spots were clearly imprinted. How could this be?
"Flying Eagle! Take me to find Xuanfeng!" Su Yuyao shouted, patting Flying Eagle's back.
The eagle paused for a moment, circled in the air a few times, unsure of which way to fly.
Su Yuyao patted the flying eagle in surprise, "What's wrong with you? Don't you know where Xuanfeng is? Then go to the Vermilion Bird Palace!"
The eagle circled a few more times before leisurely flying towards the Vermilion Bird Palace...
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