Chapter 122 "Do you find me annoying?"
"After all, he's been with him for several years... Even a cat or dog would have feelings, yet he's so heartless."
A smile played on Liu Yirong's lips, but her eyes remained icy cold. In the blink of an eye, the icy light melted away, and only tenderness filled her gaze as she looked at the newcomer.
"It's been many years since we last met, Master Pei... and you still recognize us two sisters."
Pei Xuan simply asked, "Why do I need to do that?"
When Pei Xuan was still a carefree minor deity in his early years, he once saved a pair of sisters of different surnames from human slave traders.
The young deity was too young then; he only knew that he had saved two poor families, but he was unaware of the hardships of the world and the vicissitudes of fate, especially for beautiful women.
“Ji Yunshu has been kind to us. In order to survive, I have no choice... Tao Niang was forced by Ji Yunshu because of her family... and even lost her life.”
Upon hearing this, the young Taoist priest turned and left.
"Young Master Pei, Sun and Moon Fortress is impregnable; you cannot save her!"
The young Taoist priest, covered in blood, paused slightly: "You took us in during the Battle of Fengcheng. Let's call it even. From now on, let's pretend we don't know each other."
Upon hearing this, Liu Yirong's face turned deathly pale, and after a long while, she whispered:
"……good."
The figure in blue had long since disappeared from his sight.
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Jiang Ling'er felt like she had a dream, a long dream. In the dream, she was always running, and she didn't know what she was running away from. In the end, she almost woke up with a start.
When she woke up, she found a jade-colored arm pressing against her chest, gripping her shoulder tightly, almost like a chain... Jiang Ling'er could barely breathe.
She pushed the arm away and was about to get up when the owner of the arm pulled her back.
A muffled, warm voice nestled against her neck: "Sleep a little longer."
"What time is it? Aren't you going to sleep!" Jiang Ling'er felt a surge of anger for some reason. She pushed the person in front of her away and, without even putting on her shoes, tried to run out barefoot.
Where are you rushing off to?
The familiar voice behind her froze her in place.
Jiang Ling'er was suddenly startled, and her long eyelashes trembled.
Yes, what... do I need to rush to do?
Jiang Ling'er slowly turned her head, her almond-shaped eyes gazing blankly at the young man on the bed.
The young man stared at her with his beautiful peach blossom eyes and slowly opened his mouth:
"You were injured while escorting goods with Uncle He Yong, and your father told you to rest and recuperate... Have you forgotten?"
Seeing that Jiang Ling'er still looked confused, the young man chuckled and got up from the bed. Although he exposed a large part of his fair chest and his clothes were disheveled, he only looked dashing and handsome.
Ji Yunshu, who was always fastidious, even forgot about his boots, hurriedly got off the bed, and hugged her from behind. His cool fragrance instantly enveloped her completely.
"They say it's for quiet rest... but it's really confinement. You've been playing around and causing trouble again, so your father is really angry this time."
Jiang Ling'er was stunned for a while before she seemed to wake up from a dream and said:
"...Oh yeah, I forgot."
Although Jiang Ling'er was playful, she was still afraid if the old镖头 (bodyguard/escort) really got angry. It seemed that she... had really angered her father.
As soon as Jiang Ling'er finished speaking, the arms that were holding her relaxed almost imperceptibly. His thin lips caressed her soft, slightly cool hair, his voice husky with the urge to wake up:
"Go back to sleep a little longer, okay?"
Ji Yunshu's voice was lazy and had a hypnotic quality, and Jiang Ling'er indeed felt sleepy.
The person holding her smiled slightly, wiped the dust off her feet with a damp cloth, then picked her up and placed her back in the thick brocade quilt.
"No one will rush you to practice. It's still early, go to sleep."
Jiang Ling'er closed her eyes, and the young man, satisfied, held her and fell asleep again.
This was the first time in a long time that Ji Yunshu had truly fallen into a deep sleep.
When I woke up, my arms were empty.
For a moment, his handsome face twisted into a grim expression, and terrifying blue veins bulged on the back of his jade-colored hands.
Upon entering, the subordinate, seeing his expression, hesitated to speak for a moment before saying:
"Lord, something has happened."
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"I have no idea what place in Sun and Moon Fortress is off-limits to me. Who are you, you old codger? I've never seen you before."
After Jiang Ling'er finished speaking, she cracked her whip, splitting the artificial hill in two and revealing Gao Yang's ugly face, which looked as if it had been run over by a car. He looked at Jiang Ling'er, and then at the old poisoner with a sullen face. On one side was the young mistress that his master had been thinking about day and night, and on the other side was Gongye Chi, one of the four great masters of the martial arts world. His head ached even more.
The old poison master smiled, but his shrewd eyes seemed to be coated with poison: "Little brat, it seems I went too easy on you."
"What's the meaning?"
Jiang Ling'er frowned, instinctively feeling uncomfortable. She didn't know why a strange old man had appeared in her house after she woke up. It wasn't that she disrespected the elderly or cared for the young, but this old man was inexplicably annoying! He even designated a special area for this old man that no one could approach... Didn't he know whose house this was!
"They won't let me go, but I'll go anyway! Let's see who dares to stop me!"
Just as Jiang Ling'er raised her long whip, ready to lash it down again, a soft voice came:
"Ling'er, we have an honored guest; we must not be rude."
Ji Yunshu stepped forward; he was no longer wearing his fox fur coat. He was dressed in a dashing white shirt, and his complexion was no longer pale. Although he was still thin, he stood out radiantly in the sunlight, a sight that was pleasing to the eye and truly a handsome man.
He slowly walked towards Jiang Ling'er, but although he was looking at Jiang Ling'er, he was speaking to Gao Yang.
"Mr. Gao, please take our distinguished guest back to rest."
Jiang Ling'er still gave Ji Yunshu face in front of outsiders.
"snort."
He snorted and followed behind Ji Yunshu, only turning back for a moment before leaving the garden.
Beneath the green tiles and red eaves lies a dark-colored door.
Deep in the courtyard, Jiang Ling'er glanced at it and then turned her gaze away, no longer looking.
The old poison master, of course, wouldn't give Gao Yang any face. Who did he think he was?
The old poisoner walked straight into the dark door.
The light dimmed, and the surroundings became completely sealed off.
The huge house was completely empty except for a giant altar as tall as an adult.
The old poisoner sized up the sleeping, almost flawlessly handsome face at the center of the giant altar, and narrowed his eyes:
"My good disciple, how does it feel to see your beloved in someone else's arms? Or are you still unmoved?"
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As soon as they left the garden, Jiang Ling'er shook off Ji Yunshu's hand.
Although it was supposed to be solitary confinement, Jiang Ling'er couldn't stand it for even half a day.
Ji Yunshu naturally knew this.
"Shall I show you around?"
"Who is that old man?"
Ji Yunshu knew Jiang Ling'er well, and her words immediately diverted Jiang Ling'er's attention.
"I'm going to find Xiaozao!"
Ji Yunshu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Xiao Zao went with Uncle He on a镖师行 (escort mission), have you forgotten?"
"Xiao Zao went too?" Jiang Ling'er was taken aback. "Didn't she find escorting too tiring and hate it the most?"
Ji Yunshu took a veiled hat from somewhere and put it on Jiang Ling'er's head, saying gently, "Stop thinking about it, it's getting late, are you going out to play or not?"
Jiang Ling'er frowned and turned her head away, saying, "I won't wear this."
Ji Yunshu pretended to put her veil away: "Have you forgotten that we're still in confinement? You don't want Father to find out, do you?"
“…I’ll wear it then!” Jiang Ling’er snatched it, frowned and put it on, then seemed to think of something and glanced at him, “Don’t you have your own things to do? I can go play by myself.”
The young man lowered his eyes: "Do you find me annoying?"
Jiang Ling'er's eyes widened: "How could that be!"
Ji Yunshu also put on a veil, her peach blossom eyes looking at her through the thin veil with a smile: "Then take me with you, it's been a long time since we went on a trip together, hasn't it?"
Jiang Ling'er nodded, then gave him a strange look.
Even though we've been together, it's like we haven't seen each other in ages.
I felt like he was acting strange today.
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Ancient temple.
Lian Sheng arrived at Qixia Ancient Temple, only to find that... the temple was already in ruins.
Is...is anyone there?
The echo dissipated in the wind, and no one answered.
The temple was empty, except for a large bell in the center.
Who is it?
Lian Sheng was slightly taken aback; the voice seemed to be coming from the large bell.
The young monk paused for a moment, hesitated, and then walked over.
"Good boy...good boy, help me move this clock!"
A slightly hoarse voice came from inside the bell. Lian Sheng frowned slightly, about to speak, when a young man rushed out:
"Do not open!"
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