Chapter 46 After our wish is fulfilled, we'll go to the North again, in winter...
The room was filled with thick smoke, and Xue Xin was repairing the soul of Han Ya, holding Han Ya's demon core.
Thanks to Bai Yu's last words, Xue Xin's innocence was proven, and she was exonerated from the case.
Iron Hand deliberately omitted the latter half of the story, not revealing the whole incident, only saying that the demon hunter Bai Yu had gone on his own travels after exorcising the demon.
Some speculated that the fainting might be due to the effect of the formation that exorcised the demonic energy; some were terrified, while others were delighted.
This disturbance caused by demons and ghosts will surely cause a great uproar in the martial arts world soon.
But that's a story for another time. Right now, Iron Hand and Agave are both crowding around Xuexin's bedside, unwilling to leave for even a moment.
Neither of them brought up Xuexin's past again. They both knew that what she needed was not pity or comfort, but sincerity and companionship.
Just as a three-foot layer of ice doesn't form in a day, so too does it take time to warm one's heart.
"I never expected that such a cold and rigid swordsman would have a sword with such a personality," Tequila muttered as she leaned against the bed.
Xue Xin lowered his eyes and smiled, "It is indeed a sword with a warm heart."
Looking at her smile, Iron Hand's eyes were gentle and calm. He sighed softly, "I never thought that swords could have a life of their own. I owe her a lot this time. I will definitely thank her properly if I see her again in the future."
Tequila listened and suddenly smiled.
Xuexin, puzzled, turned to look at her and asked curiously, "What is Shelan thinking about?"
Tequila glanced at Iron Hand and laughed, "I find her words hilarious. She said she was the most cold-blooded and ruthless person in the world."
She burst into laughter as she spoke.
Tie Shou glanced at her, shook his head, and turned to Xue Xin to explain in detail: "I have three fellow disciples, namely Wuqing, Zhuiming, and Lengxue. Although they have these names, they are only ruthless in solving cases and cold-blooded towards the most vicious people. You will understand when you meet them after we return to the Divine Marquis's Mansion. Although we four are fellow disciples, we are as close as brothers. We have a deep bond with our master, who is like a father to us. They will surely be very happy to see you."
Tequila nodded in agreement and added, "Especially Zhuge Shenhou, I wonder how happy he'll be."
Xuexin blushed slightly at her teasing, lowered her head and remained silent, but a hint of amusement appeared in her eyes.
Seeing the charm of her smile, Tequila subconsciously swallowed, and suddenly thought to herself, "Iron Hand is such a big guy, can Xue Xin really handle him?"
She suddenly thought of the scene of Zhuge Shenhou holding a child in each arm. Could it be that Tie Shou had given birth to a whole bunch of children, and those three still hadn't gotten married?
Wait, can ghosts have children?
"Shelan, what are you thinking about?" Xuexin asked with concern, her brows furrowed.
Why is your face suddenly so red?
Tequila was startled by her, her icy hand pressed against her burning cheek, and she stammered, "No, I, I'm a little hot, I'm going outside for some fresh air."
As she spoke, she ran out on her own.
Xuexin watched her retreating figure, her long eyelashes fluttering, completely baffled as to what was going on.
Iron Hand was also completely bewildered, and could only sigh softly, "Never mind, let her be."
He took Xuexin's hand, his bright eyes filled with tenderness, "Does it still hurt?"
Xue Xin shook her head, got up and buried herself in his arms, saying in a muffled voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore. With the demon core, I'm recovering quickly."
Her voice paused for a moment, then she whispered, "And you, are you still in pain?"
"I'm not in pain either."
Although the sword wound on Iron Hand's palm had bled quite a bit, it was actually just a superficial wound that looked scary. The scorching fire was indeed excruciatingly painful, but it had completely disappeared when the formation was destroyed.
These things ultimately cannot outweigh the myriad pains in my heart.
"Tomorrow. Let's go tomorrow, to Bianjing, to the Divine Marquis's Mansion. Ah Xue, I'll take you to meet your family and friends. From now on, they will be your family too." His large hand gently stroked Xue Xin's hair, his voice low and peaceful.
"They will all take care of you and protect you. So will I."
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The following day, Tie Shou and his two companions bid farewell to He Yongnian. At that time, Qi Tianli and He Jiuling were both by his side.
Qi Tianli avoided eye contact, never meeting their gazes for a moment.
However, Miss He, who was suffering from illness and was nearing the end of her life, was not as lifeless as Song Juhuan portrayed; instead, she smiled brightly.
Her smile held the vitality of spring; even with a pale complexion and dark circles under her eyes, she was still radiant.
I believe that even at the very last moment of her life, she was smiling.
That's good. Not every withered seed in the world is destined to be abandoned and resented.
I never knew flowers could bloom so beautifully.
The wind from the speeding carriage blew in through the curtains, causing the gray curtains to flutter and tuck a small patch of blue clothing into them.
Xuexin reached out and gently stroked its outline from a distance, as if she had already touched some kind of concrete future.
The heart, which had been clenched unconsciously, suddenly relaxed, and everyone had their own destiny.
The best person is right in front of you.
She lowered her hand, met their eyes, and asked with a smile, "Have we arrived?"
Tie Shou lifted the curtain and helped her out of the car. He nodded in agreement, but his expression was somewhat awkward.
He may look dull, but he is actually cheerful and easygoing, and rarely acts so awkwardly.
Xuexin glanced at him, her eyes sweeping over him as she carefully examined the house.
It was said to be a friend's residence, but no one lived there; only one or two servants were responsible for cleaning and maintenance. She didn't quite understand why she would go through all that trouble to stay a few nights in this remote residence.
When Iron Hand brought up the matter, he stammered and couldn't give a clear answer. Tequila could tell he knew, but he wouldn't say anything and kept dodging the question.
Now that we've finally met them, let's see what they're really up to.
"Ah Xue, you must be tired from your journey. Take a rest for a while. I'll go to the kitchen and cook some soup or porridge for you." Tie Shou helped her make the bed and tidied the room before speaking.
Xuexin noticed that his hands were unconsciously curled up. She stared into his eyes for a long time before giving him a gentle smile: "Okay."
His ears turned red, and upon hearing this, he nodded and hurried out.
They practically had my intentions written all over their faces.
Xuexin's curiosity suddenly vanished, and all she could see was his nervous, sweaty, and awkward appearance.
How can she be so cute?
She wrinkled her nose and silently repeated the names Tie Youxia and Tie Youxia in her mind.
How could there be such a suitable name for him?
Being near him is like being near summer.
She suddenly felt a sweet sensation, and with a smile, she took out the half-finished clothes from under her bundle and began to embroider them carefully.
This time, it wasn't to cover up the scarlet bloodstains, nor to mend the tear, but entirely to embroider this sweetness inside.
Before Xuexin could finish embroidering the dark pattern on the cuffs, there was a knock on the door.
She flinched in surprise, quickly stuffed her clothes under the covers, tidied up her needlework, and then pushed open the door: "It's cooked already?"
Iron Hand scratched his head and chuckled, "I just started cooking it. The porridge needs to be simmered for a while. Ah Xue, do you want to go check on it?"
Xuexin chuckled softly. Who sends someone to the stove to check the fire?
She smiled and nodded, reaching out to find his hand.
It was wet when I first touched it.
Her smile deepened as she looked into his eyes and said, "Then let's go take a look."
Iron Hands held her hand and strode ahead, the sound of their pounding pulses transmitted through their intertwined fingers.
The surrounding scenery grew increasingly secluded, and a faint, refreshing floral fragrance drifted in the air.
Iron Hand stopped, and in front of him was an unlocked courtyard gate.
He didn't push, but just gripped her hand tightly and said breathlessly, "Ah Xue, we've arrived."
Xuexin looked up and saw the frequency of his eyelashes trembling, and knew how nervous he was. So she put aside her doubts and went straight to push the courtyard gate.
The night was still young, and the courtyard was quiet, with only the thousands of pear blossoms remaining.
The soft moonlight shone down, like a drizzle moistening the pears. The white pear petals wrapped around the tender green calyxes looked like a thin layer of snow covering the courtyard embankment.
While she was lost in thought, the crystal-clear snow suddenly fell, ethereal and graceful, silently soaking her clothes.
A gentle breeze wafted along the hem of my clothes, carrying the rich fragrance of pear blossoms as it brushed past my nose.
She raised her hand and caught a petal.
"Ah Xue, I said I would take you to see snow. We'll go to the North to see it in winter." The fluttering snowflakes filled his eyes, but he still tried his best to appear calm, afraid that this promise might be tainted with a hint of childishness.
But everyone knows that beneath his ever-calm and serene expression lies a torrent of love.
A shimmering light welled up in Xuexin's eyes, and from that spot, the water gradually seeped into the entire block of ice.
For the first time in over a century, she experienced what it meant to have her wish fulfilled.
The diseased and fallen pear tree was carefully lifted up by a pair of large hands and gently planted into the yellow soil.
It is the reassuring feeling that your expectations will never be disappointed, and the peace of mind that you will always be gently lifted up when you fall backward.
She read his gaze with her tear-filled, pear-blossom-white eyes, and placed her hands on his arms.
With just a tiny bit of force she applied to him, his shoulders, his spine, and his entire world tilted towards her.
Hot breath fell on her cheek.
Those bright eyes were like a clear lake, allowing you to see right into someone's heart.
It contains tenderness, reluctance, and love that is about to overflow.
It turns out that love is something you can see at a glance.
She suddenly remembered the harsh words she had spoken to him during the cycle of reincarnation; those words were like knives and swords, and now they were backfiring on her, causing her unbearable pain.
Tears suddenly welled up and streamed down her face. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she apologized with a thick nasal voice, "Tie Youxia, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I just... I just..."
She was unable to express herself clearly, choked up and didn't know how to continue, sobbing uncontrollably.
Iron Hand immediately understood what she meant. He suppressed the burning in his eyes, sighed, and hugged her tightly. "I know. You're just too scared." Too scared of being hurt again.
He suddenly murmured in her ear, "My heart is not a stone, it cannot be turned."
The trembling sound traveled down her ear canal and into her heart, and the sunlit side of the world finally opened up to her.
Xuexin closed her eyes and hugged him tightly, so tightly that even the falling snow could not stop them.
As the sun rises and the insects awaken, the snow-covered mountain peaks are suddenly bathed in sunlight. The sound of ice cracking tells her that from now on, every tear she sheds will be caught in someone's open arms.
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On the pavilion, Agave leaned against the railing, gazing at the sky filled with scattered white petals, and a gentle, relieved smile appeared on her face.
She saw that the ashes in that clump of dirty snow had all been scattered by the wind.
Tie Youxia is right; her true nature is forever pure white, like fine snow.
Sharpness, resentment, and hostility can all be smoothed out with love alone.
She looked at the smile on Xuexin's lips, a smile that was both radiant and sweet.
When you are loved, whether you are sad or happy, it turns out that everyone is the same.
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Author's note: This chapter is now finished!
"My heart is not a stone and cannot be turned" comes from the Book of Songs, Guofeng, Beifeng, Baizhou.
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