Chapter 70070 Letter
Chapter 70
Yingji gradually withdrew her gaze and fixed her eyes on the teacup in front of her.
The moon in the sky fell into the teacup.
She wanted to say something, but felt that neither self-deprecation nor self-deprecation would be appropriate. She simply said softly, "I hope we can succeed. I hope I can live as long as you."
"Aying, pick a date." Kong Fan paused. "I heard that people always choose an auspicious day for marriage."
Yingji smiled softly and said, "Is there anything else written in your scriptures?"
Before Kong Fan could respond, Ying Ji continued, "Wait a moment. You have important things to do, and I have something I must accomplish."
She could no longer bear the thought of needing Kong Fan's protection forever, and she didn't want to marry him as a weakling. She was determined to master the art of demon training, not only to protect herself but also to protect him when necessary.
If they really wanted to sign a marriage contract, she must stand beside him as an equal, not behind him.
"What's the matter?" Kong Fan asked.
"Don't worry about me. The most important thing for you right now is to replenish your lost spiritual energy. I can handle my own affairs."
Kong Fan was a little disappointed, but he nodded gently: "Okay. If you need my help, please let me know. I'm not that busy."
"The tea is cold." Yingji picked up the cup of tea in front of Kongfan and handed it to him with both hands.
What he wanted to do required him to gather more spiritual power, but she didn't have any spiritual power at all and was completely unable to help him.
All she had to do was collect the last two treasures, and then practice according to the ancient texts, which she could only complete alone. Thinking of the last two items in the Nine Demon Refining Items, Yingji suddenly wondered if Kong Fan might know the details of the Bodhi Pill? After all, the name Bodhi Pill seemed to have some connection to Buddhism.
Looking at Kong Fan, his eyes lowered as he drank tea in the moonlight, there was a moon in the sky, a moon in the teacup, and two crescent moons beneath his eyes. Ying Ji suddenly raised her hand and touched Kong Fan's unusually long eyelashes with her fingertips.
Kong Fan raised his eyes and smiled at her. Their eyes met. Ying Ji smiled back and swallowed her question.
If she could find out the whereabouts of the Bodhi Pill from somewhere else, she didn't want to ask Kong Fan. She knew Kong Fan would disapprove of such a sinister art as demon refining. She wasn't sure if Kong Fan would stop her, but he was at a critical juncture in his cultivation, so it was best not to waste his time lecturing her.
Kong Fan did not leave that night, but stayed in the courtyard with Ying Ji. The two of them drank tea and chatted, and Kong Fan taught Ying Ji two more talismans.
In the second half of the night, Yingji felt sleepy and dozed off on the stone table.
Kong Fan waved his hand silently, stopping the night wind around Ying Ji, and the hair that was gently blowing in her temples slowly fell down.
It just so happened that it started to drizzle again.
Kong Fan raised his head, and a raindrop happened to fall into his eyes. Kong Fan blinked and looked at the heavy night through his blurred vision.
Kong Fan stood up, picked up Yingji carefully, and gently carried her back to the room and placed her on the couch.
Yingji was used to being alert, and knowing that Kongfan was by her side, she lazily did not open her eyes and let Kongfan take care of her.
Kong Fan gently pulled the quilt over Yingji. He stood by the bed and looked at Yingji for a while, then turned around and looked at the bookshelf.
When he came in carrying Yingji, he noticed that her bookshelf was in a mess.
She was still the same, enjoying browsing through all kinds of books, but being too lazy to put them away. Kong Fan quietly walked over and sorted the books on the bookshelf and on the wooden table in front of the bookshelf, one by one.
When he was done sorting, Kong Fan's slender fingers gently ran across the spines of the books. He suddenly discovered a secret compartment in an inconspicuous corner of the bookshelf.
Kong Fan hesitated for a moment and looked back at the bed.
He had already let down the bed curtains, and through the gauze curtains, he could see the outline of Yingji sleeping soundly.
Even though his mind told him that he shouldn't do that, his selfish thoughts still made Kong Fan open the secret compartment for some unknown reason.
——He wanted to know why Yingji was unwilling to marry him for the time being.
When the secret compartment was opened, there was a tattered ancient book inside, even with a few pages missing.
A book?
Kong Fan opened the ancient book in confusion, reading page by page, his clear brows furrowed more and more.
Until I turned to the page about refining the nine items of monsters.
Of the nine items, seven had been crossed out with a red pen. The remaining two—the Spider Fruit—had "Next" written in small letters behind it, and the Bodhi Pill had a question mark after it.
When Kong Fan saw the Bodhi Pill, he froze, his entire body frozen. After a long moment, he came to his senses in disbelief and looked at Ying Ji through the bed curtains that swayed gently in the wind.
After being busy these days, Yingji had a good sleep tonight with Kongfan by her side. She slept soundly.
After a long time, Kong Fan put the ancient book back into the secret compartment, opened the bed curtain, sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked at Ying Ji quietly, frowning from time to time - confused and hesitant.
Yingji was awakened by the birdsong in the early morning.
As soon as she woke up, she felt annoyed and guilty about her deep sleep, and her hand at her side subconsciously wanted to touch the scimitar. The next moment, she suddenly remembered Kong Fan's presence last night, and her tense body immediately relaxed.
Yingji opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. A cloud of confusion rose in her mind. She didn't know if her trust in Kongfan was right or wrong. He was trustworthy, but trusting someone completely didn't fit her principles...
The sound of footsteps interrupted Yingji's thoughts.
She got up from the bed, opened the door, and saw Kong Fan hanging her old clothes in the courtyard.
The gentle warm sunshine poured into the courtyard, and he was doing his daily trivial things in the small house like an ordinary husband.
Yingji lazily leaned against the door and laughed at him: "You can wash clothes clean with just a simple trick, why bother washing clothes like an ordinary person?"
Kong Fan gently shook off the water droplets on his hands and smiled: "Ordinary people have ordinary people's fun."
Yingji smiled but didn't respond, thinking to herself that Kongfan could never be an ordinary person. He had too much on his shoulders and in his heart.
"Your letter." Kong Fan looked at the stone table in the yard.
Ying Ji walked towards the stone table in surprise. As she picked up the letter, her expression changed. The nine regions and twelve nations each had their own customs and symbols. The hint of coldness on this letter indicated it was from the Duxue Nation.
When Yingji thought of that place, there was no warmth of home at all, and a strong feeling of disgust emerged in her heart.
Why would Duxue Country actually send her a letter? Driven by curiosity, Yingji hesitantly opened the letter.
It turned out to be a letter from her biological mother, Concubine Wan.
"Aying,
Ever since you left, I've been plagued by nightmares, always reminiscing about the times I mistreated you. Sometimes, though, I've had sweet dreams, like when you were little, cuddling obediently on my lap. I've also dreamed of you returning to my side in the future, hugging and crying, sharing the purest mother-daughter love we'd had as children.
Ah Ying, I've been hearing so much about you lately, and I'm so worried about you. Mother and daughter are connected, and thinking about what you've been through is so heartbreaking that I can barely breathe.
Ah Ying, the palace is a treacherous place, and Mother has been forced to do many things against her will. In such a cannibalistic place, people's hearts are easily lost, and she has made many mistakes. Mother is not a virtuous person, nor a good mother. She did too many wrong things to you when she was lost.
Now I am dying of a serious illness, and I am tormented by my guilt over you in my dreams. My life is drawing to a close, and I no longer desire the things I once desired. I only want to see my daughter one last time. I only hope my beloved daughter will pity my dying mother's remorse and return home to see her.
Yingji read the letter with a frown on her face.
All those sad memories suddenly came crashing down on her, causing Yingji's heart to ache and her face to turn pale.
"What's wrong? Whose letter is it?" Kong Fan asked.
Yingji took a deep breath and smiled indifferently. She was too lazy to explain and handed the letter directly to Kongfan.
Kong Fan scanned the letter at a glance, then folded the letter neatly, put it in the envelope, and put it back on the table.
"Are you going back to Duxue Country?" Kong Fan asked.
"No. Whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with me." Yingji answered simply.
She said irritably again, "Don't preach. You don't know what happened between me and her."
Kong Fan was silent for a moment before he said, "I know."
He said truthfully, "I've been to your past."
Yingji looked up in surprise.
Kong Fan looked embarrassed and said with some shame: "I am so rude."
"Aying!" Jianfeng suddenly rushed into the courtyard like a gust of wind, with Bajiao following behind him.
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