Chapter 87 Chapter 87 Shen Qing sleeps until...
She slept soundly until the moon rose above the branches. She opened the book on her face and took a look. The room was completely dark, with only the faint moonlight invading that part of the world, and a layer of dim frost slightly visible in the room.
I fell asleep until night without realizing it.
The rain outside the window had stopped. Chen Qing subconsciously sat up, and the cloth on her shoulders slid down. Only then did she realize that she was covered with a loose robe.
Chen Qing lowered her eyelashes, lifted a corner of her robe with her fingertips, and sniffed it gently. A familiar fragrance of grass and trees rushed in. She tilted her head, not resisting the smell, but liking it very much.
So she threw her coat over her shoulders and went down barefoot.
"Li Daoxuan?"
Chen Qing lit the oil lamp and realized that there was no one in the house.
She walked to the bed and drew aside the curtains. On the bed were several neatly arranged dresses and several pairs of exquisitely embroidered shoes, enough for her to wear for a few days, but there was no familiar figure.
Since they started staying at the hotel, Chen Qing always slept on the bed and Li Daoxuan slept on the couch, with a screen between them. They didn't interfere with each other, but during the day, Chen Qing would throw a tantrum and occupy his only couch.
Fortunately, Li Daoxuan only came back at night when he was asleep, and he was not seen during the day. Only occasionally when Shen Qing woke up, there would be some things he brought for her on the bed.
Chen Qing was used to it. After tidying her dress, her mind was clear and she was not sleepy at all. She simply lit a lamp and sat at the desk, continuing to read the book that she had not finished reading during the day.
The room was quiet, with the occasional sound of flipping pages.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden noise from the window frame, like a sharp object knocking on wood. Chen Qing's fingertips, which were tapping lightly on the table, were startled. She raised her eyes and glanced in the direction of the sound. She saw a pitch-black bird with a long beak standing on the window frame, staring at Chen Qing blankly with its head tilted.
As soon as Chen Qing raised her hand, the stupid bird flew towards her with a grunt.
The long-beaked bird flew into the air, and a small and delicate hand pulled out the bamboo tube tied to its leg. As a result, the long-beaked bird did not stop at all, and seemed to be flying towards her hand.
When Chen Qing saw this, he became playful and immediately withdrew his hand.
The long-beaked bird missed its target and fell face first on the desk in embarrassment, then buried itself in the storybook.
“Quack—”
It let out a long cry from its throat, which seemed to be full of resentment.
"Puff!" Chen Qing held it out, "What a stupid bird."
The "stupid bird" was coaxed by its owner and instantly forgot about her bad behavior, burying its head in her palm in ecstasy.
The master smells so good and is so sweet. The master is so close to me. I like it.
Chen Qing placed the long-beaked bird on his lap and was about to open the bamboo tube, but he paused at the critical moment. He almost forgot that there was something watching him in his mind.
She pulled out a piece of rice paper, ground some ink, picked up her brush, and wrote two lines on the paper. Finally, she whispered, "001."
Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, 001's voice rang in his mind: "Host, I'm here."
Shen Qing pointed at the paper on the table and said, “Do you think what I wrote is correct?”
There were two characters on the paper, one was the native character of the Li Dynasty, and the other was the character of the world that Chen Qing originally lived in. The handwriting was beautiful and small.
001 paused for a rare moment, then asked, "What kind of correctness is the host talking about?"
Shen Qing's eyes darkened, and she said lightly, "Of course it's handwriting."
"I'm almost there with my strategy for the second male lead. After being in this world for so long, my memory is a bit muddled, and I can't tell the difference between the two worlds' handwritings. Look, am I writing 'up and down' correctly?"
001 took a look and said, "The 'eight' on the left is wrong, host."
Chen Qing pointed to the line of words on the right and asked, "What about this one?"
001 said: "That's right. The host is so smart, how could he forget his hometown language?"
The moment he got a positive answer, the corners of Chen Qing's mouth turned up, outlining a perfect smile, but his heart seemed to have a lead weight on it, and he sank involuntarily.
The number on the right is not ups and downs at all, but one, two, three, four written in the native language with deep emotion.
This system, which claimed to be from another world, was completely unfamiliar with the writing of her hometown, but was familiar with the writing of the Li Dynasty. This discovery instantly set off a storm in Shen Qing's heart.
Countless thoughts raced through her mind, doubts and anxieties growing like wild weeds. But she knew she couldn't show even a hint of vulnerability at this moment, so she suppressed the turmoil within her, her expression as calm as a still, unruffled pool, leaving no room for clues.
"I see. Thank you, 001."
Being praised by the host, 001 was unusually excited. It said, "You're welcome, host."
Chen Qing opened the lid of the bamboo tube and took out the two rolls of paper inside.
The word "Open" was written on the seal of the paper roll. The difference was that the two "Open" characters were in different fonts. Ever since the system appeared, she had specially ordered people to prepare two copies of the letter with different handwriting when delivering it, just in case.
Chen Qing lit the secret letter engraved with Li Chao's font with an oil lamp until it turned into ashes. Only then did he open the letter in his hand and read it with confidence.
The content of the letter seemed to be good. Shen Qing read it word by word, and the smile on her lips became brighter and brighter. At the end, she picked up the pen and wrote a few new lines on the white paper. Just as she was about to put the letter into the bamboo tube, her hand stopped in mid-air. She thought for a while, burned the letter in her hand, and wrote a new one.
Chen Qing wanted to tie the bamboo tube containing the letter to the long-beaked bird's legs, but when he looked down, he saw that the legs were empty.
Chen Qing paused, looked around, and saw two black guys rolling into a ball on the ground. Qiu Ren's long body was tightly wrapped around the long-beaked bird, and he bared his fangs and spitted out his snake tongue at it.
The long-beaked bird said nothing, but just used its sharp beak to peck at Qiu Ren's snake tongue.
Seeing that the two were about to fight, Chen Qing hurriedly separated the two guys, "Qiu Ren! Be obedient!"
After being severely reprimanded by Shen Qing, Qiu Ren reluctantly circled back to Shen Qing's wrist, but his snake eyes were still staring coldly at the long-beaked bird on the ground.
Chen Qing reluctantly pushed Qiu Ren back into her sleeve, picked up the long-beaked bird, and carefully examined its feathers. Seeing no injuries, she tied the bamboo tube to its leg. Considering the recent lockdown of Weinan County and the tight security, she cast a spell on the long-beaked bird to ensure it wouldn't be spotted in mid-air. Then, Chen Qing threw the bird out the window.
Unexpectedly, before the long-beaked bird could spread its wings, it suddenly let out a "quack" and crashed headfirst into the Five Finger Mountain, which looked like an insurmountable barrier.
The "Five Finger Mountain" seemed like a living thing. Its five slender fingers slowly closed together, and its movements brought with them irresistible force, trapping the bird firmly inside.
And Chen Qing's heart tightened inch by inch as his five fingers clenched, as if even his breathing was frozen by this sudden change.
Li Daoxuan glanced coldly at the struggling black bird in his hand, then raised his eyes and looked at her with a faint gaze.
Looking at the person who suddenly appeared without anyone noticing, Shen Qing subconsciously took a step back.
Something is wrong.
Something is wrong with Li Daoxuan today.
It was as if he had returned to the moment when they first met, with invisible spikes sticking out from his body. Li Daoxuan's cold gaze swept across Chen Qing, his eyes as if stained with thick ink, dark and gloomy. With just one glance, Chen Qing felt as if he were looking into an abyss, bottomless and chilling to the bone.
Chen Qing's letter delivery was suddenly discovered, and the atmosphere was tense for a moment. Cold sweat broke out on her back and she didn't move. Li Daoxuan was like a beast lurking in the night, quietly sizing up his prey, ready to strike.
Once upon a time, Shen Qing took the initiative to speak and broke the deadlock.
"Are you back?" she asked softly, her voice sounding particularly thin in the silent space.
Chen Qing took a tentative step forward, cautiously testing the waters. He looked like an ignorant person who didn't know his place and was trying to tame a wild beast.
Li Daoxuan's throat rolled over, and his voice was low and hoarse, but he could not refuse: "Who is this written for?"
Chen Qing felt like someone was strangling her neck, unable to utter a single word.
This look made Li Daoxuan seem even more guilty, and her purpose in coming to him seemed even more impure.
Then Li Daoxuan's tall and strong body was like a towering mountain, pressing towards Chen Qing.
Chen Qing only felt an invisible pressure coming towards her, forcing her to retreat straight back until her lower back suddenly hit the hard desk, causing her pain. Only then did she realize that she had nowhere to retreat.
At this critical moment, Li Daoxuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Shen Qing's slender and fragile neck. His palm was broad and powerful, and his fingers seemed to be made of steel. He clasped her neck tightly and then pressed down hard.
Shen Qing only felt a huge force pulling her backwards, her body bending backwards uncontrollably, the pain in her lower back became more and more severe, her back almost touched the table, she looked extremely embarrassed.
The touch from the throat was icy cold, as if it was pressed by a piece of cold iron. Although there was no sharp pain, this posture of being controlled and suppressed deeply hurt Shen Qing's heart.
The disgust and anger in her heart were instantly ignited, turning into a raging fire that burned in her chest.
In an instant, she struggled desperately like a trapped animal cornered in a corner. Her hands flailing wildly, her nails clawing at the hand that was gripping her neck with such ferocity, each strike carried a desperate force, and she cursed uncontrollably, "Let me go! Get out of here!"
She was easily pinned down and unable to move, and her struggles were futile in his eyes.
The feeling of powerlessness from her past life suddenly flooded Shen Qing's heart. Her limbs were crippled, her spiritual power was dissipated, and her body was as sick as Xi Shi. Anyone could come up and step on her, but she couldn't resist anyone and could only wait for others to rescue her.
Now Li Daoxuan's behavior made her deeply immersed in the painful memories of her past life. Shen Qing was nervous and almost said viciously: "Bastard! Let me go! I will kill you!" She shouted until her voice broke.
Li Daoxuan didn't hold back his strength at all, so Chen Qing cursed, "Bitch! Get out of here! Bitch!"
Li Daoxuan seemed to be awakened by the shouting and cursing. He looked at the person struggling and cursing beneath him in confusion. She was now completely different from the person who usually smiled and said she loved him. It was as if this was her true self. She hated and loathed him, instead of being so subservient to him and saying she loved him against her will.
The tragic death of Gao Congli in the daytime suddenly resurfaced in Li Daoxuan's mind. He felt a sharp pain in his solar plexus. He was almost furious. He pressed down and demanded, "Who do you belong to? Who is this letter written to?"
Facing the face that suddenly came close, Shen Qing calmed down strangely and stared straight into his dark eyes, "Come closer and I'll tell you."
Li Daoxuan's intuition told him that the person before him could not be trusted, but his instincts kept telling him to listen to her and get closer, even closer, until his bones and blood merged with hers and they became one. Only then would he know what she was thinking.
Who is she? Is she one of them? Is she the one they sent to kill them?
If so, should he kill her? These questions were tangled in his mind like a tangled mess.
Reason told him that the answer might be hidden in the bamboo tube in his hand. As long as he opened it and took a look, the truth would be revealed.
But Li Daoxuan resisted subconsciously. He didn't want to know the answer so simply. He had to hear it from her mouth with his own ears, even if it might be a lie.
At this moment, he had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. He stubbornly refused to open the bamboo tube and was determined to get the truth out of her.
So Li Daoxuan lowered another inch, and the distance between the two of them shortened another inch.
Chen Qing sneered and whispered seductively, "Come closer and I'll tell you who I am."
Li Daoxuan stared into her amber eyes, expressionlessly doing as she said, and moved another inch closer.
The two of them were almost face to face, and as long as he wanted, he could kiss her lips by just lowering his head.
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