Chapter 79: Calculation and Emotion
Chen Qing frowned, then suddenly realized what was going on. Song Yuxi had never mentioned that she and Li Daoxuan knew each other. She had only said that if she wanted to know what happened tonight, she could ask Li Daoxuan.
So Song Yuxi just judged from Li Daoxuan's reaction that he knew a lot of things, which did not mean that she knew Li Daoxuan.
Perhaps Song Yuxi was just helping the two out tonight.
She said, "It seems that Song Yuxi is not as weak as she appears."
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No one knew what method Li Daoxuan used, but there were still people secretly watching him in the courtyard, but he avoided everyone's sight like a loach and climbed over the wall to escape.
Chen Qing returned to her room carrying the lantern Song Yuxi had given her.
A candle was lit, and the soup cooked by Song Yuxi himself appeared.
The soup was still steaming, and when the maid brought it, it was scalding hot. But when Chen Qing came back after discussing with Li Daoxuan, the soup was no longer so hot, and was just the right temperature to eat.
Chen Qing stirred the thick soup with a spoon, and waves of fragrance emanated, along with a faint, barely detectable smell of blood.
She paused as she was about to drink the soup, put the spoon back into the bowl, and wiped her hands with a handkerchief. In the end, the fate of this bowl of soup was the same as that of the pepper wontons that day, and was poured into the soil of the bonsai.
As usual, she used silk thread and bells to set up a small mechanism, and fell asleep peacefully accompanied by the round Guanghan.
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The last dog days have passed, and the greenery is in full bloom.
It was overcast and rainy in Chang'an City. Raindrops penetrated the thick clouds and fell onto the eaves of houses and the brick and stone ground.
A flurry of hurried footsteps echoed through the hall. Rows of blue-robed disciples, holding umbrellas, passed by, all hurrying towards the meeting hall. At this moment, the entire Xuanji Pavilion was on alert, as the disciples discussed the escape of the Happy Funeral Demon.
In the corridor in front of the main hall, a young girl sat on a chair in a daze, staring blankly at one person after another passing by her.
The man in green holding the umbrella folded it, shook off the water on the umbrella, and walked quickly along the corridor. Seeing the frail Chen Qing sitting on the chair in the corridor, his eyes reddened slightly, and he put the light pink cloak in his hand on her.
Liu Jiuyue half-knelt in front of her, tied the cloak string for her, and rubbed her head, "Be good and sit here and wait for me. After this, I will find someone to braid your hair." After saying that, he raised his fist to his lips and coughed twice.
The entire Shen family was slaughtered, and now Chen Qing didn't even have a maid to do her hairdressing. She had been brought up in a pampered environment since she was a child, so naturally she didn't know how to tie her hair, so her long black hair became a problem for a while.
“…” The girl rolled her stiff pupils and reached out to touch his forehead.
"Senior brother is fine." Liu Jiuyue gave a faint smile, her lips still a little pale.
In order to eliminate Baishuisha, Liu Jiuyue used up all his strength to annihilate him. Now he has lost most of his strength and is seriously injured and has not recovered yet. He has to go to the conference hall to hold an emergency meeting about the Xisang monster.
Liu Jiuyue stuffed a bag of rock honey and a green umbrella into her hands and said, "Wait for me." Then he turned and entered the meeting hall.
With a loud bang, the door of the hall closed tightly, and the sound of an ancient and melodious bell resounded through the sky, indicating that the meeting had begun.
She sat for a while, and finally walked away along the corridor holding the green umbrella.
She didn't know where to go, but her family was broken up and she felt lost and helpless. Her thinking was slow and she just wanted to walk around and relax.
But the sadness piling up in her heart was like the rain that never stopped falling, and it only grew more and more. She was like a soulless walking corpse, walking and walking.
I didn't know which hall I was in, but suddenly I heard voices talking in the courtyard outside the hall.
The rain gradually subsided, from dense to drizzling, and from loud to soft and gentle.
"Ahem," a low cough sounded, "What do you want from me?"
"Your Highness, I have a humble request. I heard that Your Highness suffers from an old illness and needs a rare herb called Liuli Heart. This herb happens to be among the relics that my mother left me."
The other party paused his fingertips, which were casually tapping the wall, and started rubbing the redstone on the hilt of his sword.
For a long time, until the man under the wall's back was soaked with cold sweat and even his calves were trembling, he did not open his mouth to ask.
Finally, it was Shen Ling who lost her temper first. She said, "I hope Your Highness can personally protect my safety. It only takes half a year. After half a year, I will personally present this glass heart to you."
Hearing the person standing on the wall scoff, he said disdainfully: "By protecting me closely, you have great courage."
Shen Ling was sweating profusely in an instant. Shocked by the murderous intent of the man on the wall, she actually fell to her knees with a plop, and the cloth on her knees immediately became stained with a large stain.
"This won't work. But then, then protecting my daughter several times will definitely work." She cried bitterly, "My daughter and her mother were both killed by that monster who loves funerals. I'm really afraid that the monster will turn around and seek revenge on me!"
The person on the wall remained silent, and her tears flowed even more violently.
Fortunately, before long, he moved his hands and three talismans fell at her feet.
There was water on the ground. Shen Ling didn't care about the dirt and picked up the talisman in a panic.
He said, "With this talisman, you can summon me three times. Remember, you only have three chances. Once you have used up all your chances, the Glazed Heart will belong to me."
After she finished speaking, Shen Ling felt a pain in her abdomen, and she subconsciously opened her mouth to wail. Just as she opened her mouth, a bitter pill melted in her mouth.
She felt a sharp pain in her abdomen that was worse than death. She rolled on the ground holding the talisman paper and wailed. Even her umbrella fell off. She was like a drowned dog, soaked all over and looked very miserable.
The people on the wall watched from the sidelines, enjoying the man's miserable plight.
Shen Ling wailed, "Your Highness, spare me! Your Highness, spare me!"
Li Daoxuan remained indifferent.
After a period of time that lasted for about an incense stick, he finally threw down a red pill.
Shen Ling seized the opportunity to pick up the pill from a mud pit and put it into her mouth with the earthy mud water.
The feeling that made her live a life worse than death finally disappeared. She huddled on the ground sadly and picked up the fallen umbrella.
"This is the fate of those who dare to plot against me." He said slowly, "Get lost."
Shen Ling breathed a sigh of relief. How could she dare to bargain with this ancestor without knowing her own limitations? She immediately picked up her umbrella and ran away.
After Shen Ling left, the boy sat on the wall with his knees bent and continued to bandage the wound on his hand.
He took off his black leather gloves, took out a roll of white gauze from his arms, applied medicine to his hands, held the end of the white gauze in one mouth, and wrapped the gauze with the other hand.
Chen Qing stared blankly at the young man on the wall, then took a step and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, when he glanced, his eyes flashed red, and a black snake as thick as an arm climbed down the wall, suddenly rushed to Chen Qing, opened its mouth wide, showing its sharp fangs, and roared at Chen Qing.
The girl's body froze and she was forced to retreat by the black snake.
Behind her was the courtyard wall where the boy was. She knew that her identity had been exposed, so she slowly opened her umbrella to shelter from the rain and turned to walk towards the wall.
It was really inconvenient to bandage with one hand, so he frowned and walked around in circles, his whole body showing its sharpness.
Chen Qing waited for him patiently.
After stumbling and bandaging his wound, he finally picked up his sword and jumped down from the wall into the yard.
Dressed in a red robe, he has an extremely delicate face, is full of vigor and spirit, and has an outstanding posture. He stands out in this small courtyard full of greenery.
Li Daoxuan lifted her umbrella with one hand, leaned down, and got a close look at the girl's face.
The girl in front of him was extremely beautiful, with red lips, fair skin, bright almond eyes, half of her black hair loose, and the rest bound with a pair of pink silk ribbons. She should have had a bright and lively appearance, but the worry between her brows added a hint of frailty to her.
At this moment, she looked at him without any fear in her eyes.
The young man still had a murderous look in his eyes, and a malicious smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
He said, "See? I'm extremely cruel to other young ladies. Now that you've provoked me, how should I deal with you?"
Chen Qing stared at her expressionlessly, but leaned forward slightly with his hands, and the green umbrella just happened to cover the two of them, isolating them from the drizzling rain.
She said, "Childish."
There was not the slightest hint of the fear he had imagined.
Li Daoxuan was startled, then the corners of his lips twitched slightly. He said, "I know you." He paused, as if realizing that the girl in front of him had just lost her parents, and he omitted the first half of the sentence, saying only, "Your name is Shen Youan."
Shen Qing said: “I know you too.”
Li Daoxuan asked: "Oh? Then what's my name?"
Chen Qing said seriously, “I don’t know.”
"Then why do you say you have seen it? Are you trying to deceive me in order to save your own life?" He narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Chen Qing said, "In the Shen family wine cellar, you fought off the Happy Funeral Demon and carried me out. I remember everything."
After Ye Niang died, the Happy Funeral Demon leisurely lit a fire and burned the Shen Mansion. At the same time, a young man in red fell from the sky and pierced the Happy Funeral Demon with a sword.
While the Happy Funeral Demon was temporarily unable to move, a black snake with its tongue spitting out sneaked into the wine cellar where Chen Qing was.
At that time, the Shen Mansion was engulfed in fire, and the whole house was filled with choking black smoke, and the wine cellar was no exception.
There was a happy funeral demon outside, so she couldn't go out and was forced to lie in the wine cellar. At the same time, a lot of black smoke came in through the gaps on all sides, and she choked several times. In order to prevent the happy funeral demon from discovering her, she could only cover her mouth tightly and force herself not to make any sound. So before long, she felt weak all over and fell into a semi-comatose state.
Just when she thought she was going to die, a snake crawled onto her hand. At the same time, the wine cellar door was broken open by a sword, and she came into a hard but gentle embrace.
With her eyes half open, she vaguely saw a hint of red, the boy's delicate jaw, his strong nose bridge, and the fragrance of grass and trees that kept flowing into her nose, which greatly relieved the discomfort in her lungs.
When she tried to see clearly again, her consciousness was on the verge of chaos. She only vaguely remembered that he looked back at her, his peach blossom eyes full of seriousness and solemnity.
Then, she fell into endless darkness. Only one last glance, like a bright yet fleeting star, flickered and swayed in her gradually blurred consciousness, becoming the last bright spot before she fell into darkness.
When she saw him today, she recognized his pair of eyes that were as bright as stars. When he came closer, the faint scent of grass and trees from his hair made her more certain of his identity.
Li Daoxuan was a little stunned after hearing this, and then he chuckled. However, as he laughed, an itchy feeling rose in his throat, so he coughed twice.
Seeing this, the girl's long eyelashes twitched slightly. She took out a rock honey from her waist and handed it to his mouth.
Li Daoxuan looked at the hand at his lips, and his mischievous heart was aroused. He used her white and tender pink fingertips to eat the rock honey.
The cool and soft lips brushed against her equally cold fingertips, and the touch of the fingertips made her heart tremble with gratitude. She raised her lifeless eyes and looked at him fixedly.
Li Daoxuan bent down a little more, standing at eye level with her. He wanted to see her cursing or crying, but nothing like her current expression of dejection and despair.
His wish ultimately ended in failure.
The girl was unusually calm and just slowly withdrew her hand.
"I want to ask you a favor," she said.
Li Daoxuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Help me find the whereabouts of the Happy Funeral Demon. I want revenge." When she talked about the Happy Funeral Demon, there were finally waves in her eyes, but what was in her eyes was stagnant water transformed from hatred.
Chen Qing's eyes were red and the tip of her nose was also red, which was caused by the high fever caused by illness.
Li Daoxuan pondered for a moment and said, "When you ask for help, there must be conditions in exchange. You saw that the person named Shen Ling also came to me with something to exchange for. What's more, if she asks me for help, she will end up being cut into pieces like her."
Chen Qing's pair of light eyes were filled with determination. She said, "I can endure double the pain. Whatever you want, as long as I have it, I will give it to you."
Li Daoxuan looked confused. He asked, "What if I want you?"
Shen Qing untied his cloak without hesitation.
The pale pink cloak was grabbed by a bony hand just before it hit the ground. Surprise flashed in his eyes, but when he looked up, he saw that she had already started to untie the laces of her blouse. He grabbed her hand and said, "Stop!"
Chen Qing raised her chin stubbornly, tears flashing in her eyes, "This is my yard. If you feel it's not suitable here, go to my bedroom." She grabbed Li Daoxuan's arm guard and led him into the house.
The thin figure looked extremely weak, but the strength in his hands was quite great.
Li Daoxuan recovered from his shock, his ears flushed pink. He grabbed Chen Qing and said through gritted teeth, "Enough!"
Chen Qing turned around, a tear streaked across the corner of her eye. She sniffed and said, "Do you want to regret it?"
Li Daoxuan was completely defeated. He felt a headache and put the cloak back on her. He tied a knot in it, making sure that she couldn't untie it no matter how hard she tried. Then he said, "Okay, I promise you."
He wandered over her body, and finally reached out and plucked the silk ribbon from her head. Without the hair tie, her long black hair fell freely.
Li Daoxuan said, "In exchange, I want this. I agree to your request."
Unexpectedly, Chen Qing stared at the silk ribbon that had been taken away, and her tears flowed even more fiercely. She almost choked and said, "This is what my mother made for me." Li Daoxuan's lips stiffened, and he heard her say, "You are not allowed to break it!"
Li Daoxuan had a headache again after making the girl cry. Looking at the girl crying, he casually tied a pair of silk ribbons on her head and said, "I know." As he moved, the small bells on his head rang happily.
Finally, Li Daoxuan rubbed her head and said angrily, "I think you shouldn't call Shen Youan, you should call her Water Man." She was like she was made of water and would cry at the slightest provocation.
He stepped on the wall and flipped over, leaving behind a string of crisp silver bell sounds.
“Ring, ring, ring—”
Chen Qing raised her hand to wipe away the tears in her eyes and looked at his departing back, her pair of clear black and white eyes without any ripples.
The fourth prince of the Joseon Dynasty entered Dongshan Temple at a young age, studying under Yu Daozi. He always wore red clothing, wore a black sword inlaid with red stones at his waist, and tied his hair with a red rope. He was unruly and had a bad temper, but he kept his promises and would never frown even if it meant going through fire and water.
Chen Qing folded his umbrella, slowly shook off the raindrops on it, went indoors, bit his fingertips, and began to draw blood talismans one after another.
By the end of the painting, her vision was dizzy and her head was splitting with pain. Even so, she gritted her teeth and refused to stop, determined to use up all the energy in her body, almost committing suicide.
“Ring, ring, ring—”
She heard the sound of bells again. She paused in drawing the talisman and looked back. The crystal wind chime in the shape of a magnolia flower on the bedside was slowly turning, making a crisp sound.
That was the birthday gift Liu Jiuyue had given her personally when she was young.
The bells became louder and louder, and the wind chimes spun faster and faster, as if they were ringing right above my head.
“Ring, ring, ring—”
"Youan!" A faint call came.
"Ding—activate protection mode."
"Youan!!"
The woman's faint cry was heard again, and Shen Qing seemed to be pulled into a whirlpool by a huge force, floating up and down in it like a drowning person, breathing with difficulty and lung pain.
Finally, after taking another deep breath, Shen Qing was awakened by the thick smoke.
She suddenly opened her eyes, and silver bells above her head kept ringing. Heat waves were rolling in the bed curtains, and a large amount of thick smoke almost drowned her.
Chen Qing turned over and got out of bed, but was forced back by a wave of heat. He didn't know when the room was filled with blazing flames, and only the bed curtains behind him could stand.
"You'an——" The woman's anxious call was particularly clear at this moment.
It was Song Yuxi calling her.
The window was broken open. Song Yuxi covered her mouth and nose with a wet handkerchief and peeked through the window frame. She said anxiously, "You'an, come here quickly! There's a fire in the building. The entrance is all on fire, but this is the only place that hasn't caught fire yet!"
Song Yuxi stretched out a hand, "Come here! I'll pull you out!"
Seeing this, Chen Qing didn't even bother to put on his shoes. He ran to the window on the scorching floor and was about to reach out.
Although Song Yuxi frowned, a hint of a triumphant smile flashed in her eyes. Chen Qing used the flames rising into the sky to clearly see the smile on her face, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.
"What's wrong? Youan, the fire is about to burn behind you, come quickly!" she shouted.
Chen Qing's eyes gradually became clear, her face was solemn, and she stepped back step by step.
Seeing this, Song Yuxi became extremely anxious. She didn't care about anything else. She bared her fangs, used all four limbs, and tried to climb in through the window with a ferocious look on her face. Behind her was the gloomy full moon.
Behind Chen Qing was a burning flame. Finally, Song Yuxi crawled in like a wild beast, twisting her limbs. She stretched out a claw with sharp fingertips and grabbed Chen Qing.
However, Chen Qing calmly reached out and held her hand, then squeezed it hard.
Hearing a sharp and tragic scream, the blood talisman in Chen Qing's hand took effect, instantly melting half of her palm. She used all her strength to drag the remaining half of her body in and threw it into the fire.
As Chen Qing guessed, this thing was afraid of fire, so her screams were particularly abnormal. As soon as the fire touched the corner of her robe, it quickly climbed along her body and devoured it.
After a while, Song Yuxi turned into a ball of fire.
“Ahhhhhhhhh—”
The shrill screams pierced the sky, startling a flock of birds.
Song Yuxi could no longer bear it and moved her limbs to pounce on Chen Qing. Chen Qing turned her body flexibly and dodged her attack. With a crisp sound, a jade pendant fell from her waist.
Chen Qing glanced at it inadvertently and found that it was the jade pendant that Li Daoxuan had given him for safekeeping.
Song Yuxi's move missed and he really couldn't stand the burning flames. He could only stare at Chen Qing with hatred and then break out of the window.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, her flaming robe happened to fall on the window frame.
After a while, the window frames also caught fire, blocking Shen Qing's only way of escape.
moment of crisis.
"boom--"
The gate collapsed with a loud bang, and an agile figure appeared at the door. In the night, the light of the flames reflected on his cold face, outlining his black pupils that were full of viciousness.
His eyes quickly scanned the situation inside the house, and when he saw the trapped Chen Qing, his grip on the sword tightened. However, there were several raging flames in front of the two of them. If he went straight through, he would probably lose a layer of skin.
Chen Qing shouted, "Li Daoxuan! I want a wet handkerchief!"
Li Daoxuan was well prepared and used his internal energy to throw the wet handkerchief in his hand to the girl trapped in the fire.
Chen Qing took the wet handkerchief, covered her mouth and nose, and then fell to the ground exhausted. She had just inhaled a lot of smoke in her sleep and passed out without realizing it. If the sound of the silver bell above her head had not woken her up, Chen Qing would probably have died quietly in the fire tonight.
The situation is not much different today.
She felt weak all over, her lungs ached unbearably, she had to suppress a cough with every breath she took, and she felt dizzy.
The fire was so big that people couldn't get in.
At the last moment, she suddenly had an idea, took off the glass heart from her neck and threw it at him.
I saw the black shadow at the door raise his hand, probably to catch Liulixin.
Chen Qing shouted, "Li Daoxuan! I'll give you the Glazed Heart! I have only one last request: kill the Happy Funeral Demon and keep my Chen Mansion peaceful! Do what you say! Otherwise, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"
She didn't forget to threaten him even when she was about to die.
Li Daoxuan's figure was hidden in the night. Even the firelight as bright as daylight in front of him could not shine into his dark eyes.
She entrusted Liulixin to herself with such confidence.
He slowly took the glass heart in his hand and glanced at the people trapped in the fire.
The evil seeds in my heart gradually took root and sprouted.
With Liuli Heart in hand, he no longer needed to fight her, nor did he have to spend all his energy guessing her intentions. Whether she lived or died was none of his business. He could simply leave and deal with his own affairs. The poison that had plagued him for years could also be lifted...
Li Daoxuan took a step back and watched her figure gradually being engulfed by the flames.
Chen Qing looked at the people who were retreating instead of advancing, and she made up her mind to give it one last try.
The girl seemed to still be conscious. She saw the Pisces jade pendant dropped to the ground out of the corner of her eye. She reached out with difficulty to grab it, wrapped it with the only wet handkerchief that could cover her mouth and nose, and threw it at his feet with her last bit of strength.
"Give it back to you! I don't want your broken jade pendant!" After cursing, she was completely silent.
His most beloved jade pendant fell at his feet. Li Daoxuan stared at it intently, and suddenly, his heart was in turmoil.
The red stone on the black sword in his hand kept flashing, and Qiu Ren crawled out with his snake tongue spitting out. The snake eyes looked at him coldly, then dived into the sea of fire and hovered around Shen Qing's abdomen, as if it was prepared to burn with her.
Li Daoxuan pressed the tip of his tongue against his palate and his face suddenly darkened.
"It was Qiu Ren who asked me to save you, not me," he said.
Qiu Ren looked at him coldly, then turned his head and shrank into Shen Qing’s arms.
Finally, Li Daoxuan moved.
He rushed into the sea of fire, and the hot air hit his face, but he seemed not to feel it. He took firm steps and strode towards Chen Qing.
Chen Qing half-opened her eyes and watched him getting closer and closer to her, forcing a smile as she wished.
He lost.
As they got closer, Li Daoxuan picked up Shen Qing, and Qiu Ren followed his arm and retracted it into the sword.
He was exceptionally cold, and Chen Qing, with the last bit of her strength, wrapped her arms around his neck and said coquettishly, "Li Daoxuan, you can't bear to see me die."
Li Daoxuan's movements froze.
Shen Qing murmured again: "You care about me."
That’s why we are afraid and retreat again and again.
She smiled and closed her eyes.
Flames raged all around, as if to devour everything. The gate was also engulfed in flames, and only the fire at the window was weak, so Li Daoxuan broke out of the window with the girl in his arms.
As his consciousness drifted away, Shen Qing seemed to hear Li Daoxuan say, "If Qiu Ren hadn't threatened me, I wouldn't have saved you."
He repeated this over and over again, as if deceiving himself and others, or trying to cover up.
However, the girl's words tonight had completely disturbed his mind.
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