Chapter 84 Attempting to Escape
Su Yunyu's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively wanted to pull her hand back, regretting how she had overlooked such a detail. However, stubbornly clinging to her own self-deception, she was about to explain when the woman in the private room came to her rescue:
"Sir, she is Ninth Sister, and she has only been with us for a short time."
Su Yunyu felt a sense of relief, her gaze flickering slightly at the woman, a hint of gratitude in her eyes. She hadn't expected her to be so brave and resourceful, able to remain calm and composed even under Long Aotian's oppressive aura.
"Ninth Sister"
Xiao Shuying glanced at the woman, and seeing that she had spoken up for him, indicating that the two had a personal relationship, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He then looked at the "Ninth Miss" cowering in the armchair and chuckled softly.
Why doesn't Ninth Miss explain herself, but insists on having someone else explain?
"Could it be..." He raised his hand and pinched Su Yunyu's chin, forcing him to look directly at him, his fingertips pressing heavily on the skin below his lips, caressing it:
"Could it be that he has a hidden illness?"
Su Yunyu tilted his head, feeling as if he was making a futile struggle. But even if he was seen through, he couldn't afford to lose first, so he went along with it and nodded.
Her eyes were slightly watery, and she looked like a weak and helpless woman. Xiao Shuying was speechless for a moment, then released his chin, stood up and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, she waved her sleeve, and spiritual energy formed ropes, first binding the woman out of the private room.
The sound of her struggling could be heard from a distance:
"What are you trying to do? Let me go—"
With a loud bang, the door to the private room slammed shut. Su Yunyu's heart trembled, and his eyes flashed with anger. He immediately got up to chase after her, as if he were ready to risk his life for her. Xiao Shuying's eyes darkened, and she pushed him back.
With each movement, the strings were plucked, and the clear, melodious sound of the pipa resounded amidst the impending storm.
Su Yunyu hugged the pipa that had almost fallen, calmed herself down, and glared angrily again, about to question her, when she suddenly remembered her "mute" persona.
"..."
So he could only open his lips but no sound came out. Xiao Shuying leaned down and encircled him. This small space on the armchair was a cage he couldn't escape. After a cryptic laugh, he asked:
"He clearly wanted to yell at me, but he didn't say a word."
Su Yunyu decided to remain silent. As long as she didn't speak, he would have no way to verify the evidence.
Although there are still many flaws, at this moment, there is really no time to worry about that.
"Could he really be mute?"
Xiao Shuying raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze sharp, then curled her lips into a teasing smile, seemingly nonchalant:
"It wouldn't be difficult for Ninth Sister to prove herself; how about she plays a tune?"
As he spoke, he reached out and plucked the pipa in Su Yunyu's arms with his five fingers. The clear and melodious notes flowed out, but his fingertips twirled with an indescribable meaning.
It's as if the touch isn't on the strings, but rather lingering on the skin.
"..."
Su Yunyu began to regret why she had brought the pipa in the first place. Now, it was practically impossible not to perform. Although the original owner had memories of how to play the zither, playing the pipa...
"Quick, quick, help me think of a solution!" he pleaded with 111.
"These were all your dirty tricks, now you have to help clean up the mess, understand?"
[This...] 111 hesitated for a moment, then quickly agreed:
[Okay, since the original owner can play the zither anyway, I'll just send you a pipa score.]
With the score for 111, Su Yunyu learned it on her own without a teacher, and immediately began to play the strings with ease, her five fingers lightly cupped together.
The musical score seems to be called "Spring River Flower Moon Night". The melody is gentle and slow, followed by a grand and magnificent one, which is very captivating.
But Su Yunyu felt like an emotionless piano-playing machine, almost detached from the music. Xiao Shuying, on the other hand, narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, then raised her hand—
He simply pulled his sleeves back, but Su Yunyu was so startled that her hand trembled and she played the wrong note. Then she saw Xiao Shuying's eyes change, and that unfathomable smile spread across her face again.
Just as Su Yunyu was about to pretend nothing had happened and continue, Xiao Shuying reached out and grabbed his wrist, whispering in his ear:
"Have you not heard that a melody is flawed? Zhou Lang, look! You just played the wrong string. Were you trying to draw my attention on purpose?"
"..."
Su Yunyu felt a surge of anger rising within him. Faced with Xiao Shuying's ambiguous attitude, he wanted to know whether Xiao Shuying knew his true identity.
It's one thing to deliberately manipulate someone if you know they're being tricked, but it's another to remain ambiguous if you don't know they're being tricked...
Hehe, Su Yunyu's lips were slightly cold. He put his hand on the strings and unconsciously increased the pressure. He himself didn't feel anything, but Xiao Shuying's eyes sharpened and he looked down.
The next moment, Su Yunyu felt her hand being grasped and handed over. Her fingertips seemed to have some blood on them, but before she could see it clearly, Xiao Shuying put them in her mouth.
The wet touch startled Su Yunyu, his pupils widening in disbelief. Just as he was about to pull his hand away, Xiao Shuying, while sucking away the blood from the string cut him, mumbled indistinctly:
"Master, please don't be angry."
Hearing him expose her identity so calmly, Su Yunyu was thunderstruck. She thought about how she had dressed as a woman and played the pipa to avoid being discovered, only to have him see through everything!
"You," Su Yunyu was so angry she could barely speak:
You knew all along.
Over there, Xiao Shuying licked the wound on Su Yunyu's fingertip until it healed. She had originally wanted to take advantage of the situation and kiss him a few more times, but seeing Su Yunyu's face turn red with anger, she reluctantly took his hand in hers and smacked it affectionately.
"Master probably doesn't know that there is my spiritual energy in your body."
Su Yunyu paused, seriously doubting whether the dual cultivation technique had harmed her, when she heard Xiao Shuying laugh again:
"What are you thinking, Master? That day you pierced my heart, I exhausted all my spiritual energy, and it still remains to this day."
oh
If that's the case, then it means that his self-satisfied dual cultivation technique actually failed completely...
Su Yunyu's gaze glazed over for a moment. Xiao Shuying tightly intertwined her fingers with his, knelt down in front of the chair, tilted her head, and spoke in a cold tone:
"Master hasn't explained why he left me."
"Heh," Su Yunyu sneered, trying to pull her hand back, but couldn't. She could only retort with righteous indignation:
"You lock me up, but you won't let me run away?"
Unexpectedly, Xiao Shuying didn't bother to explain whether it was closed or not; she simply smiled gently, her eyes deep and thoughtful.
"Of course not."
At this moment, beneath his cheerful demeanor, a turbulent undercurrent was revealed, like the biting cold of ice. When he leaned in close, face to face, the dark glint in his eyes became even more chilling.
"Even if Master escapes to the ends of the earth, I will find you. But Master should think carefully about the consequences of being caught by me before you run away."
Startled, Su Yunyu shrank back slightly, but she was in a round-backed chair with the backrest right behind her, leaving no room to back up. The chair wobbled, almost causing her to fall backward—
Xiao Shuying, whose fingers were already intertwined with his, quickly pulled him into her arms upon seeing this, and caught him as he fell in with her other hand raised high.
With a dull thud, Su Yunyu fell into Xiao Shuying's arms. He held her waist with his hands, and although he was still half-kneeling, he still held her firmly in his arms.
"Why are you still so clumsy?"
Xiao Shuying smiled, got up, picked up Su Yunyu and took a few steps. Su Yunyu hurriedly tried to jump down, but she couldn't escape his tight hold until she was placed on a cold table.
He looked down and saw a dressing table with a mirror behind him. The bronze mirror, which was about half a person's height, reflected everything about him.
So clear, so inescapable, Su Yunyu looked at herself in the mirror and only then realized how strange she looked.
The haphazard knots on her skirt, the light gauze casually draped over her shoulders, and the crookedly placed gold and jade hairpins—her whole being exuded an indescribable strangeness.
At this moment, Su Yunyu saw Xiao Shuying in the mirror again, dressed in black robes, covering her up, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery.
Su Yunyu was immediately filled with anger and frustration, and raised his sleeve to destroy the innocent bronze mirror. Xiao Shuying grabbed his hand, which he was venting his anger on, and said with a sneer:
"Is Master deliberately trying to seduce me with this outfit?"
"Get out of my way!" Su Yunyu shifted her anger to Xiao Shuying, raising her hand and punching him several times, the blows landing squarely on his chin. Xiao Shuying merely tolerated it, offering only perfunctory support, even adding fuel to the fire.
"Master, your attire is excellent, but there's just one thing missing."
Su Yunyu stared at him suspiciously, quickly trying to figure out what she had done wrong. Xiao Shuying picked up a small box from the dressing table, opened it, dipped her fingertip in it, and before he could react, smeared it over his hand.
Su Yunyu felt a cool sensation on his lips and tried to turn his head away, but Xiao Shuying pressed his head down with one hand to prevent him from doing so.
Knowing she couldn't hold him down for long, Xiao Shuying stopped after a short while, a slight smile playing on her lips. She turned his face back to him, making him look in the mirror behind him, and laughed to herself.
"Master should know by now."
In the mirror, Su Yunyu saw her thin lips, crimson and strikingly beautiful. Then, looking down, she saw the box Xiao Shuying had picked up—a box of rouge. Her face immediately darkened.
He picked up the rouge box and slammed it heavily against Xiao Shuying. After hitting her, he jumped off the dressing table and, seething with anger, tried to run away. In his haste, he tripped over the hem of her skirt and was then violently tackled to the ground.
The wind howled as the hem of her clothes ripped behind her, and she was knocked to the ground like an arrow released from a bow. Like a ferocious beast, Su Yunyu could only feel heavy breathing coming from the back of her neck.
His fingers twitched slightly, and Xiao Shuying quickly reached out, touched his hand a few times before finally grasping it firmly. Su Yunyu's eyelashes trembled; for the first time, she was terrified and pleaded:
"Get off me, don't do this."
But the only response to his plea was a sharp, piercing pain in the back of his neck, the distinct sound of sharp teeth breaking through his skin and biting into his flesh.
"ah--"
Su Yunyu cried out in pain, her eyes glistening with tears. She was both angry and afraid, and she gasped for breath. Her breathing was pitiful, like that of a helpless young animal.
The pent-up violence in Xiao Shuying's heart finally eased a little. He slowly released her, rested his head on Su Yunyu's neck, and pecked her delicate pink earlobe with a look of utmost tenderness yet sinister intent.
"Master, remember this: this is the consequence of trying to leave me."
In his vision, he could see Su Yunyu trembling incessantly, his eyelashes, like palm-leaf fans, wet with tears, forming clumps. He was like a willow branch, firmly trapped beneath him.
With this complete control, Xiao Shuying felt a morbid satisfaction welling up inside him. He watched with burning eyes, thinking to himself, "This is how it should be, this is how it should be controlled, this is how it should continue..."
"..."
Su Yunyu uttered a few indistinct curses, but they were muffled by his sobs. He gasped for breath and turned to look behind him with tearful eyes.
But he saw Xiao Shuying's dark pupils, so close to his, staring intently at him with an obsessive, cold, and ruthless gaze, as if filled with a destructive obsession.
He was startled, and his sobs subsided. At that moment, Xiao Shuying lowered her head and gently kissed the corner of his reddened eye, whispering softly:
"Don't cry, Master."
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Author's Note: [doge]
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