Chapter 17: Doesn't your conscience hurt when you brag like this?



"What?"

“I am Prince Yong… Do you know Prince Yong? I am his son. If the Emperor finds out about this, he will not let me off the hook, and my father, the general, will be even less likely to let me off the hook.”

Xu Shixun was startled and shocked, then lowered his head in defeat.

"If you're not disappointed, what are you disappointed about?"

“I’m so envious.” Xu Shixun’s fleshy lips twitched. “You all have such amazing backgrounds, but I don’t. Do you think… maybe I wasn’t born to my father either, and that I might have the same father as you?”

Xie Danling...

"I'm so tired. Let's rest for half an hour and then continue on our way."

Xu Shixun...

I'm still so disappointed.

...

The extreme cold on the other side of the barbarian lands is indeed no exaggeration; the further you go, the colder it gets, as if the world has suddenly changed.

The surrounding area was frozen, making it impossible to ride a horse. The mountain forest was alright, but there were too many bushes, so riding a horse was also impossible.

As darkness approached, snowflakes began to fall again.

"Cough cough."

Although Mu Jing was wearing a heavy cloak, the chill from all around still made her feel uncomfortable, as if she wanted to cough with every breath.

"Young master, the mountain path ahead is not icy at all."

At this moment, the scouting scouting scrambled ahead flew down to the ground.

Xu Yiran nodded and instructed, "Set up camp over there and set off again at dawn."

"yes."

Suanpizi quickly retreated, and Lvwu hurriedly fetched water and handed it to Xie Lingqin.

Xu Yiran did not bring anyone from the Heavenly Mystery Hall with her on this trip, leaving only Suanpizi and Lvwu behind, which was of course agreed to by Xie Lingqin.

Ultimately, the dangers and difficulties of this extremely cold place were beyond their expectations.

As darkness fell, the snow stopped, and the four of them settled down. The campfire burned, which helped to ward off much of the chill.

After forcing herself to eat a pancake, Xie Lingqin sat down and began to meditate.

The excessively cold weather not only triggered her coughing fit, but also accelerated the release of the poison in her body. She needed to use the Cloud Clan's techniques to suppress the poison.

"After I suppress the poison with this Cloud Clan technique, I will be weak for a while, so you will have to work hard tonight."

Xie Lingqin said.

The original plan was for the four of them to take turns keeping watch at night.

Xu Yiran patted her shoulder, "I never intended for you to worry about this. Go to sleep."

Seeing this, Lü Wu glanced around and whispered to Xu Yiran, "Young Master, let me look around, just in case."

"Go, and if anything seems amiss, use the signal as a guide."

"Understood."

With Lvwu gone, Suanpizi became more vigilant and on guard.

People who seem shrewd and unserious on a daily basis can be quite serious and earnest when they get down to business, with a strong and resolute air about them.

Xie Lingqin gently closed her eyes; she did indeed need to rest.

No one knew how much suffering she endured from the poison.

Fortunately, although it was cold, there was no wind. With a fire lit and Xu Yiran by my side, it wasn't too uncomfortable.

But as soon as she fell asleep, her mind was in a daze, as if countless hands were restraining her neck, and Zhang Yue stared at her with such hope and almost blank stares, making her feel panicked and sluggish.

In a cloud of blood, she raised her knife and brought it down. Corpses lay strewn all around her. She couldn't see what was in front of her or what was around her. All she knew was that there was blood everywhere. Blood was everywhere, and flowers bloomed on the ground, like datura flowers from hell, so alluring and captivating that they rushed toward her.

"ah--"

Xie Lingqin suddenly opened her eyes, panting heavily.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Xu Yiran's voice rang out from the side, and Xie Lingqin instantly snapped back to reality. She looked at her with warm eyes and felt a warmth spread through her body. "Yes, it was just a dream."

Xu Yiran raised her sleeve and wiped the cold sweat from Xie Lingqin's forehead. "It's okay, go back to sleep."

"Any news?"

Xie Lingqin asked, however.

Now I'm fully awake.

Xu Yiran looked at her, her eyes flickered slightly, and shook her head, "No."

"That's true, this is an extremely cold place, so it's difficult to send messages."

"no."

Xu Yiran shook her head. "It's not that the message transmission is difficult. You should know that the Heavenly Mystery Hall was founded by your mother, Aunt Yun. Over the years, no matter where it is, there are always channels for transmitting messages. What I mean is that I did not do as you said."

"What?" Xie Lingqin was startled, her face darkening slightly as she looked at Xu Yiran. "Why didn't you take action when you had such a good opportunity?"

“It’s not that I don’t want to do it, Xiao Qin.” Xu Yiran held Xie Lingqin’s shoulder, her eyes filled with determination and pain. “Xiao Qin, are you really sure? At this time, to have someone assassinate Yuwen Yao, I can tell you that he not only has a shoulder blade injury, but also other injuries.”

"Xu Yiran, are you crazy? Do you really want to pity him at a time like this?"

“Xiao Qin, I want Yuwen Yao to die more than you do, no, more than anyone else in the world. The hurt she caused you makes my heart ache every day just thinking about it. But if he really dies, will you be happy?”

"certainly."

Xie Lingqin's eyes were cold and stern.

Xu Yiran was slightly taken aback, her eyelashes trembled, and after a moment, she looked at her, "If that's really the case, then I also hope that one day, he will die by your sword, and atone for his sins to you in front of the world."

As Xu Yiran finished speaking, she looked away and gazed at the distant horizon. Her thick eyelashes concealed a dark shadow in her eyes, as well as all her sorrowful emotions.

“Xu Yiran, I don’t feel any pain at all, really. I’m numb, so it doesn’t hurt anymore. You should know what I want to do and what I should do now. This is my mission. For my mother, for the 50,000 Yun Clan soldiers who have been bound for many years, and for the giant clam that is still waiting for me in Beirong, I cannot back down. As for the relationship between me and Yuwen Yao, it was completely destroyed by his cold indifference and the fire that day.”

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