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Dream Prisoner, Chapter 226 Ghostly Knight
A pair of blue, sparkling eyes were filled with fear as they gazed at the girl before him, resembling a wounded prey. Shu Que Wu Pan
Suddenly withdrawing his hand, Shan Yue regained clarity in her eyes and respectfully bowed to express her sincerest respect. However, Shan Yue knew that this was far from enough. In that instant, she had already devised a solution in her heart; if necessary, she would fight! Even if she couldn't win, she would still fight!
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt!" The blue-eyed boy said timidly, carefully tugging at her sleeve with tears shimmering in his eyes.
Not expecting this noble envoy from a foreign land to show such weakness so easily, Shan Yue was momentarily unsure how to respond.
"I have met the Empress." Divine Sound stood casually not far away, and in this bright, mirror-like environment, the man in white still drew attention, leaving people in awe!
Having seen many elaborate decorations accompanying Divine Sound, encountering such a simple setting as the backdrop for the priest of the divine tower felt strangely odd to Shan Yue. It seemed that someone like Divine Sound should be surrounded by flowers and pursued by beautiful maidens to highlight his unparalleled charm.
Just as Shan Yue felt uncertain about what to do with her hands, she noticed Divine Sound standing not far away. She quickly pulled her sleeve and nodded towards him from a distance.
The Golden-Haired Messenger turned around and saw the young man in white standing nearby. For some reason, a flicker of annoyance suddenly arose within him, directed solely at this unexpected figure.
With a smile at the corner of his mouth, Divine Sound stepped forward, letting his wide sleeves fall gracefully as he kissed the crystal-clear snow on the ground.
"Empress, I will return to the Central Plains and wait for you," Divine Sound whispered into Shan Yue's ear.
"Mm." Accustomed to Divine Sound's affectionate gestures, Shan Yue merely nodded slightly and then caught a glimpse of the flickering light and shadow in those blue eyes beside her.
Upon noticing that Shan Yue was looking his way, Leodore Mai immediately lowered his head, displaying an expression of shyness akin to that of a boy facing the girl he admired.
A rustling sound came from behind, and Shan Yue turned to see a beautifully crafted palanquin descending from the sky, about to land in front of Jiao Dian Palace. The green-clad attendants floated gracefully in the air, their expressions solemn as if they were carrying out a very important task.
The moment she saw the palanquin, Shan Yue recalled her first encounter with Divine Sound. At that time, she merely wanted to see the expression of someone closest to the divine upon knowing their own death date.
She remembered vividly her near-death experience in the sand dunes; she was terrified of death because once someone dies, they truly lose everything.
Before leaving, Divine Sound cast a meaningful glance at the already bowed Golden-Haired Messenger.
As she watched the white-clad youth's palanquin disappear into the sky, Shan Yue tilted her head back, seemingly gazing with a sense of melancholy.
By the time Leodore Mai lifted his head, the white-clad youth was already out of sight. This was better; it spared her from having that person constantly hovering around her.
Before arriving at Loulan Kingdom, her mother had advised him to win Shan Yue's favor. Therefore, to avoid upsetting her, he didn’t even complain after being slapped just now, fearing that his peculiar temper might frighten Shan Yue.
“Shan Yue, we…” Golden-Haired Messenger began, but Shan Yue interrupted him with a series of yawns.
“I’m tired; let’s talk tomorrow.” She dismissed Golden-Haired Messenger casually but took a deep look at the palace gate of Jiao Dian Palace before leaving.
Golden-Haired Messenger stood there dejectedly, seemingly unable to accept what had just happened. His hand hung in the air as if he wanted to grasp something, his expression sad and forlorn.
Before Shan Yue stepped into the side hall of Dry Domain Palace, she saw a round object rushing toward her.
She lightly stepped back and leaped several paces away.
Fatty hurriedly stopped himself and shouted loudly toward the side hall of Jiao Dian Palace while holding a letter, “Leader, this is a letter from Northern Kingdom.”
"I am here," Shan Yue shouted, raising her voice.
Fatty floated over like a gust of wind and placed the letter in Shan Yue's hand.
When she left that time, she didn't bring Xiao Hong with her because Xiao Hong had intricate ties to the headquarters of the Northern Kingdom, and at that moment, her mother had encountered some trouble. So she left Xiao Hong in the Northern Kingdom to seek help from Divine Sound.
However, it had been so long since she arrived in Loulan Kingdom, and only now did a letter from the Northern Kingdom arrive, and it wasn't even written by Xiao Hong?
Even though this letter wasn't written by Xiao Hong, Shan Yue chose to open it.
The envelope was sealed with black lacquer and wrapped with a circle of golden thread. The paper felt exceptionally soft and smooth, unlike what ordinary households would use!
Shan Yue was slightly surprised by the quality of the paper in her hand. She pulled out the delicate white paper inside and began reading the words one by one.
After finishing the letter, Shan Yue's eyes widened as if it contained something shocking.
Noticing that Shan Yue's expression was off, Fatty cautiously took a step forward and asked, "Leader, what's wrong?"
After reading the letter, Shan Yue's face had turned completely pale. She waved her hand at Fatty and then bypassed him directly into the side hall of Jiao Dian Palace.
For some reason, Shan Yue felt unusually tired at that moment, overwhelmingly so.
Inside the side hall, a sharp-eyed palace maid wanted to step forward to support Shan Yue but was dismissed by Shan Yue's gesture.
Ling Juechen had just returned from the Northwest, holding a large bunch of Desert Roses. He originally intended to cheer up Shan Yue but upon seeing her looking weak as if she had fallen seriously ill, he immediately dropped the Desert Roses and rushed towards her.
Shan Yue thought it was just another kind-hearted palace maid, not raising her head, she could only wave her hand again and walked straight towards the large bed in the side hall.
Ling Juechen held her small hand with concern, carefully supporting the girl in front of him.
Just as Shan Yue intended to take a big step forward, she suddenly realized her hand was being held. She then lifted her head and saw the strong profile before her. Suddenly, everything went dark, and her body went limp, collapsing down.
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"The master wants you to return, taking Empress Shanyue's three hundred thousand troops with you," said a middle-aged man with a slightly hunched back to the purple-clad woman beside him.
Xu Mu Yan turned around and looked at this person who had shown her care besides her mother in the Xu family, the housekeeper Jia Biao.
Xu Mu Yan had always found it hard to understand why such a capable person would willingly stay as a housekeeper in a small official's family in the Central Plains. Over the years, she had imagined many scenarios, but she never had the chance to confirm any of them.
After watching the heavy snowfall outside for a while, Xu Mu Yan said, "Uncle Jia, I want to ask you a question."
The middle-aged man raised his head; his weathered face bore the marks of a glorious past. "Yes, Miss, go ahead."
After receiving permission from the middle-aged man, Xu Mu Yan spoke up, "Uncle Jia, why did you willingly become the housekeeper of the Xu family?"
"Miss, I did it to repay a kindness," the middle-aged man replied before lowering his head again.
Indeed, it was such a pale and weak reason. Before she turned seven, her mother was quite favored. However, later on, a woman from a place of pleasure arrived, and all the other concubines in the Xu residence lost favor because of her arrival, including naturally her mother.
At that time, she was young and lively, like an inquisitive little baby. Even before she learned to walk, she would stumble and run along the road. However, even when she fell to the ground back then, she wouldn't cry; she would simply get up, brush off the grass and dirt from herself, and continue on.
However, during many of her falls, there would always be a pair of warm hands to help her up, gently brushing off the debris from her clothes.
"Please tell Xu Xin that Xu Mu Yan will never help him!" This response had been rolling around in her mind for a long time, so she quickly and almost without hesitation spoke those words.
The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at the purple-clad woman, who was now half a head taller than him. He reminisced about the girl who had once only reached his calf, suddenly feeling how swiftly time had passed.
"Alright." The middle-aged man quickly lowered his head again, took a few steps back, knelt on one knee, and almost instantaneously leaped into the air, soaring over the snow-covered palace wall like a nimble black swallow, disappearing in an instant.
After the middle-aged man had been gone for a long time, the purple-clad woman turned around and stood facing the direction where he had vanished for quite some time.
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"Grandpa Chenmu." The girl in the red brocade dress turned her head and called out to an elderly man with white hair and beard, her expression blank.
"You all can leave now." The old man waved his right hand in the air.
Immediately, everyone busying themselves in the room stopped their tasks and quietly exited the house.
The old man sighed, stepped forward, and placed one hand on the girl's head, saying, "Be good, listen to me, marry Chen Chuan."
"Mm-hmm." The Red-Clad Girl nodded obediently, but there was still no expression on her face, as if she were made of wood.
The old man picked up a red cloth from the table and covered the girl's stunningly beautiful face.
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