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Looking at him like this, she suddenly felt a mix of emotions—pity, pain, reluctance, and a sense of relief. These feelings diluted the hatred that had been building up in her heart.
She said to Kazama, "You should step outside for a moment. I need to talk to him."
Kazama, without suspicion, obediently stepped out and even closed the door behind them.
For a moment, only the two of them were left in the room.
The enemy was right in front of her; there was no need for a knife. Even just two fingers around his neck could end his life.
This moment came so easily, yet for some reason, she found herself unable to act. Countless memories of their time together flooded her mind—his kindness, the times he risked everything to save her life. After years of feelings and companionship, could she really bring herself to kill him?
Grinding her teeth, she thought that as Yan Dan, a person of integrity, how could she take advantage of someone in such a vulnerable state? Even if she wanted revenge, it would have to wait until he was better.
She didn't know if she was making excuses for him or for herself. In a hurry, she dropped the curtain and turned to leave.
She didn’t want to stay there even for a moment; she feared that she would soften, forget about revenge, forget the pain from years ago, forget the feeling of being torn apart by beasts...
Stepping out of the room, she ran straight out of the courtyard as if something strange were chasing her.
Kazama seemed to be that strange thing. He chased after her and called out, "Spring Consort, don’t go! Lord Jun needs you."
She ignored him and hurried outside without even greeting the members of the Dance Troupe.
Once she left, Kazama returned to the room and sighed at the person on the bed. His Lord truly had an uncanny ability to draw everyone—wanted or unwanted—toward him. But what next? What should he do now? Who could tell him?
Yan Dan walked to the inn and locked herself in her room, breathing heavily, struggling to calm her emotions for a long time.
The members of the Dance Troupe returned and asked her what had happened. She casually brushed it off, saying she was too tired and needed to rest, not caring whether they believed her or not.
She felt very sad inside, not wanting to talk or see anyone. She didn't know if it was because he was about to die or because she couldn't take revenge for herself. Back then, filled with resentment, she had prayed for a chance to be reborn so she could take revenge on her enemies. But now that she was alive again, facing Zhong Xue, the culprit who had harmed her, she found herself at a loss.
Should she scold herself for being cowardly?
When she realized that it wasn't Ji Xun but Zhong Xue who was responsible, she should have sought revenge then. But at that time, she was concerned about appearances and didn't know how to bring up the issue; what would happen if it led to war between the two nations? Would her innocence be taken away by a villain?
It wasn't until later when Ji Xun instigated the war and Wei Kingdom responded that the conflict escalated, affecting Chu Kingdom and Yan Kingdom as well. No one knew why Chu Kingdom entered the war; people only knew that Chu people were brave, or perhaps they just wanted to join in the chaos, or maybe they had more important motives. However, she knew why Yan Kingdom was involved: it was Zhong Xue who issued a challenge to Yan Kingdom. In her frustration, she let out a long howl, "How dare you?" But who would have thought that even with the combined forces of the Three Kingdoms, they couldn't defeat him?
She truly didn't know when he had acquired such great skills; back at Proton Manor, he had been so unassuming. Everything was changing, leaving her feeling lost.
Her mind was in turmoil; she didn't even want to eat. There were too many things she couldn't understand.
During dinner time, Kazama arrived and insisted on seeing her outside the inn.
She didn't want to meet him. After a while, the Steward from the Dance Troupe came to knock on her door. She guessed that Kazama had probably invited him over as a guest.
The Steward advised her that people from Fengling Duke's Residence were not to be trifled with and urged her not to be too willful to avoid bringing trouble upon herself.
She let out a bitter laugh; how could the grievances between her and Zhong Xue be resolved with just a few words?
Kazama saw that she did not respond and had someone block the entrance of the inn. He knelt before the door and shouted, "Consort Chun, if you refuse to meet, then no one here will be allowed to leave."
The inn became chaotic as many warriors rushed in, dragging people out of their rooms, with screams, curses, and pleas for mercy filling the air.
Yan Dan looked through the window and couldn't help but sigh deeply. Indeed, following a rogue had made her behavior rogue as well. Kazama intended to coerce her into coming out.
Years ago, Zhong Xue had knelt at the door for an hour just to see her. At that time, everyone from Proton Manor had witnessed it, surrounding him and pointing fingers, mocking him as a coward. A man should not kneel easily; he kneels before gods and parents, how could he kneel before others?
She was furious back then, feeling that he lacked self-respect. It was Ji Xun who advised her that if she wanted Zhong Xue to save face, she should quickly go out to meet him.
She went out but did not want to accept such a grand gesture from him, so she knelt down in return. The smile that blossomed on his face was radiant like sunshine, dazzling people's eyes. She didn't know if it was because she was willing to come out or because she returned his gesture.
At this moment, seeing Kazama brought back memories of that time. Especially since he was even more shameless than her master had been back then. She finally could not endure this kind of soft coercion any longer and stepped out.
Kazama saw her and was overjoyed, calling out, "Madam, please return; Lord Jun will surely be delighted."
Madam Ju—Yan Dan almost wanted to hit him. When did she become Zhong Xue's wife?
"You get lost," she said, raising her leg and kicking him on the shoulder. Kazama rolled away far but crawled back and continued kneeling on the ground, calling out, "Madam..."
As soon as he opened his mouth and saw her expression change immediately, he added, "Lord Jun may not have many days left; please consider your past friendship and send him off for the last time."
These words touched her. With death imminent, what hatred could remain unresolved?
She finally nodded and bid farewell to the Steward. She still had things she wanted to say to him as final words during his last moments.
When Steward saw Kazama kneeling, he was already stunned. Someone from Fengling Duke's Residence actually knelt before her; what could her identity be? After panicking, he began to think hard about whether he had offended her along the way.
Hearing Yan Dan say she was leaving, he hurriedly agreed and smiled, "If you need anything in the future, you can come to the Dance Troupe."
Yan Dan thanked him. She instructed Kazama to have everyone withdraw, then boarded the carriage he had arrived in.
Chengyang Jun's injuries had been examined by several renowned doctors in the city, and all of them unanimously stated that he could live at most for a month. If he woke up, he might live a little longer; if not, he would simply pass away in his dreams.
As a Lord Jun of a nation, how could he sustain such severe injuries?
She asked Kazama about this question, but he couldn't provide a clear answer. He only mentioned that the warriors from the manor found Lord Jun in a Mountain Valley, lying in a pool of blood with a massive python beside him. The python had sword wounds and signs of having been bitten. The warriors speculated that it was likely a fierce battle between Lord Jun and the python that led to his injuries. However, why he was in that Mountain Valley and how he encountered the python remained unknown.
They brought Lord Jun out of the Mountain Valley and sought doctors for treatment, but there was no improvement. Later, they hurriedly transported him back to Wei Kingdom under the stars and put up notices everywhere seeking talented individuals to summon Lord Jun's soul, yet there was still no progress.
Yan Dan thought to herself that they were constantly looking for someone to summon souls but did not invite renowned doctors for diagnosis. They believed in soul-summoning dances from places like the Dance Troupe; it was strange to think that would actually work.
What he described earlier matched exactly with what she saw when she woke up: the giant snake, the dried bloodstains—the only difference being that Zhong Xue was not there. Was it all just a coincidence? She appeared there, and so did he; what kind of interaction could they have had at that time?
She couldn't recall why she was there or why he was there either. Even a slight recollection made her head throb painfully. When she was with Young Master Rong, she had also seen a doctor who mentioned that she had a blood clot in her head, likely caused by hitting something hard. As for whether it could lead to amnesia, he couldn't provide a clear explanation—only suggesting that perhaps she could remember something.
She had little hope for those rural doctors and didn't believe she had amnesia; she clearly remembered everything that had happened before—her death, the enmity with Wei Kingdom, every incident in Chu Kingdom. Therefore, she was quite skeptical about recovering memories. However, after hearing him say this now, she suddenly felt as if she must have overlooked something important.
Scenes described by Kazama kept flashing in her mind, causing an inexplicable pain within her. Her hatred for him seemed less intense than before. Sometimes, she even questioned whether she truly hated him or if it was just more painful to think about his deception and how he colluded with others to harm her.
Chengyang Jun remained unconscious and could only be temporarily sustained by ginseng. He seemed like a dead person; aside from feeling his pulse and heartbeat, everything else appeared to be still.
Kazama used to feed him ginseng soup on time, but after she arrived, this honorable task was handed over to her.
Holding the bowl of soup, she hesitated, unsure how to pry open his jaws to feed him the medicine.
She asked Kazama how he used to do it, and Kazama pointed to his mouth, the meaning was clear.
Yan Dan tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Is that how you used to feed him?"
"Of course not me." He certainly couldn't do something like kiss a man. He said, "Usually, young women would rinse their mouths with coarse salt and then feed it little by little with their mouths."
She raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure about that?"
Of course, he wasn't sure; he had never tried it. Or perhaps it wouldn't be bad to let someone else try it for the master. He nodded, "Of course, if you are willing to do so, Lord Jun would surely be delighted."
Yan Dan snorted lightly; she could never treat him that way, making his heart ache. He had someone make a reed tube, inserted it into his mouth, and used a spoon to scoop the ginseng soup, pouring it little by little through the reed tube into his mouth. However, this method wasn't very effective; if she wasn't careful, she might spill it all over him. She took a cloth napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth and then unbuttoned his front to expose his neck; if any ginseng soup spilled onto his neck, it would be easier to clean up.
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