Chapter 258 Senior Brother
Panting heavily, Wan Xing got up from the ground. She leaned on a tree trunk to stand up and saw the scene in front of her. She bit her lip and stared wide-eyed.
Young lord...
The initial flutter in her heart had long since vanished after she left the Wood Spirit Clan for her training; now she only felt that the other person had come too late.
It wasn't because of her, it was for Mu Yuanyuan.
Dan Chuxue rushed over, the drizzling rain soaking her dress, but she paid no attention to it. Looking around at the scene before her, her heart sank to the bottom.
It's over.
She knew that her master had been scheming from the very beginning to keep Miss Mu by his side, and even went so far as to conceal this from the Demon Lord, but she never expected that an accident would still occur along the way.
If she had stopped Miss Mu just now, would the outcome have been different...?
Baili Mochen lowered his eyes to look at the pale face of the unconscious girl in his arms. After his hands slowly tightened, he looked up at the man in white and said, "The Demon Lord came to Duyunfang. He doesn't want this matter to be blown out of proportion and become known to those above, does he?"
His reason told him that since the plan had failed and Jianjian had been discovered, he should immediately let go and cut his losses, and become the new head of the workshop to do what he was good at, instead of making enemies.
But now that he has his beloved in his arms, Baili Mochen, who has always been aloof, finds himself unable to let go.
It wasn't that he couldn't let go, but he vaguely felt that if he let go, he might never be able to be so close to her again in his entire life.
Chi Wenqing raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly surprised that the other party would speak like that. He chuckled softly, his face as gentle as ever, but his eyes were already cold. "I'm not here to discuss this with you."
Baili Mochen's expression darkened. He was about to use a secret technique on the fingertips of his left hand, which was holding the girl, but he found that his true energy had been sealed, as if he were drowning in a deathly aura.
It can't even move...?
Baili Mochen covered the bitter smile on his lips with his hair. When he looked up again, his expression was calm and humble. "Now that Miss Mu has been rescued, there is no reason for her to 'not return' as the Demon Lord has suggested."
What can he do now?
He managed to leave his name in her heart through some despicable means, but he couldn't keep her. He could only show weakness to the man in front of him to protect Duyunfang. He had no other way.
Chi Wenqing took the girl from the other's hands and hugged her in his arms after a long time. He felt her warm body temperature and heard a kind and urgent murmur.
"Senior brother... Senior brother..." Mu Jianjian's head was spinning, and she felt as if she had suddenly returned to the time when she first transmigrated into the book. Her body was that of a sickly young lady, but her mission was to defy fate and save everything.
"I am here."
Chi Wenqing sighed softly. He tightened his arms, knowing that the girl in his arms was injured, and then walked away without even glancing at Baili Mochen.
Baili Mochen's arms suddenly felt empty. As he listened to the girl's unconscious voice fading into the distance, he felt as if a knife had been plunged into his heart, causing him unbearable pain and making it hard to breathe.
Once the group disappeared from sight, the oppressive aura that had just been gathered around him became real. The surging and fierce true energy quickly swept over his entire body, causing blood to flow from his seven orifices. The scarlet blood mixed with the rainwater and spread, instantly staining everything around him red.
Dan Chuxue was so frightened that she quickly ran to Baili Mochen's side and helped him up. "Master, are you alright? What happened? Take some medicine first..."
“This is his punishment,” the excruciating pain gnawed at his limbs, yet Baili Mochen felt that this pain paled in comparison to even a fraction of the agony in his heart. “It is also my way of showing weakness…”
He laughed as he spoke, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth down his neck and mingling with the rain. "Isn't it ridiculous?"
For the sake of Duyunfang, a place he grew up in yet deeply loathed, he was forced to show weakness to his rival in love in order to demonstrate his subservience and apology.
Dan Chuxue listened to all of this in silence. She didn't know what to say, because at this moment, any words of comfort would seem pale and powerless.
"Have you made contact with the people there?" Baili Mochen's robes were stained red in the heavy rain, making him look like a lost soul, yet his noble and proud demeanor and his stunningly beautiful face were almost manic.
"Yes." Shan Chuxue nodded gently in response.
Baili Mochen curled his lips and slowly lowered his eyes.
He can't beat him now, but that doesn't mean he won't be in the future. One day, Jianjian will still be his.
——
Chi Wenqing carried Mu Jianjian slowly into the room. With the infusion of his true energy, the girl in his arms slowly relaxed her tightly furrowed brows. He glanced coldly at Qu You, who was standing to the side, indicating that the other party should not say anything more.
"Tang Ruan... A Ruan..."
In her dream, Mu Jianjian recalled the relaxed and carefree time she spent with her best friend Tang Ruan. A tear slid down her cheek, her nose stung, and she felt extremely wronged. In an instant, she poured out everything she had experienced as if she were pouring out her bitterness.
These words startled both Chi Wenqing and Qu You in the hall.
Seeing the white-clad man's face darken instantly, Qu You knew something was wrong and quickly made his escape under the pretext of calling for a doctor.
Chi Wenqing turned and looked at a glimpse of clothing beside the palace gate. "Who is Tang Ruan to her?"
Wan Xing secretly followed him here, trying to minimize her presence, afraid that she might accidentally bump into this devil and cause him to attack her directly. She was still apprehensive about the scar left on her lip a long time ago.
When the other person asked a question, she was stunned for a long time before realizing that they were talking to her.
Wan Xing walked out from behind the door and entered the hall, answering truthfully, "I don't know."
I've never heard of this name before.
Seemingly sensing the overly quiet atmosphere, she added urgently, "But Yuanyuan has been thinking of you ever since she fell into the Red Chamber. She has truly suffered a lot..."
Wan Xing racked her brains, searching for pitiful words to try and calm the other person down. But when she looked up, she found that the man in white was not angry at all. His eyes never left the girl, and unfathomable emotions surged in the unfathomable darkness.
She swallowed back the words she was about to say.
Let's wait for Yuanyuan to wake up and talk to him herself. Otherwise, if she says something wrong, wouldn't that cause trouble for their relationship?
——
After the rain fell all night, the next day dawned bright, and a halo of light shone through the wooden window. Not far away, the girl behind the gauze curtain also opened her eyes groggily.
Mu Jianjian suddenly sat up in bed, still subconsciously immersed in her dream, thinking she was still playing and frolicking with Tang Ruan outside. "A-Ruan?"
The moment the murmur was uttered, a low, cold male voice rang out, "A-Ruan?"
Mu Jianjian was startled at first, but then she recognized the tone of those words and was somewhat incredulous, "...Senior Brother?"
She abruptly pulled back the light-filled gauze curtain, and a familiar-looking man in white came into view. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment, as if she were afraid that the scene before her was a dream.
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