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When Ji Yu lay weakly on the couch, unable to even open his eyes, Hua Qianxin had Su Peijiu help bring him medicine.
After a lot of effort to get him to eat, Su Peijiu joked, "Senior Brother, why did you provoke that girl today? Looks like you suffered."
Ji Yu's temples throbbed. "Don't mention her." He would deal with that girl sooner or later; he couldn't let this troublemaker stay close to his junior sister.
"Senior Brother." Su Peijiu straightened her expression. "I have something to tell you."
"Mm? What is it?" He was too tired to even lift his eyelids.
"I have things to do with Brother Xiao Zhan, so for the next couple of days, you should stay at the inn and take care of yourself."
This wasn't a discussion; it was an announcement. Ji Yu felt a bit uncomfortable. His phoenix eyes, filled with pain, looked a little sad as he asked, "Is this your plan to leave me behind?"
"Hua Qian will stay to take care of you." Su Peijiu stood up to adjust the blanket for him, a strand of hair falling from her side profile, highlighting her increasingly fair and delicate skin.
In the end, Ji Yu compromised. He nodded slightly. "Be careful."
He didn't ask Su Peijiu what she was going to do or why Xiao Zhan was going with her...
Sometimes, for certain people, one shouldn't push too hard; he allowed her to have her own secrets and space.
After Su Peijiu left, he leaned against the bed railing, staring at the door for a long time without coming back to his senses.
Was what he did right or wrong? Who knows? Maybe time knows...
He suppressed a bitter smile at the corner of his lips and silently turned over to lie down; the world began to blur.
...
The journey from Xiao Zhan's inn to Qi Rong's fief was only about half a day's travel by carriage; if they rode horses, it might only take three hours. Su Peijiu originally wanted to ride horses, but Yan Bai disagreed. His reason for refusal was Su Peijiu's unborn child.
Xiao Zhan looked at Su Peijiu, who had a frustrated expression, and smiled, "Let's take the carriage. We've already waited two hundred years; we can wait a little longer."
Indeed, they had already waited two hundred years... In these two hundred years of unpredictable times and changing fortunes, the only person he felt sorry for was Luan Yue, the girl who would simply follow him around with a silly smile on her face...
In two hundred years, if they had still been together, how many things could they have done? Surely their children’s children’s children... must be countless generations by now?
He suppressed the bitterness in his eyes and took his seat at the driver's position of the carriage. Yan Bai glanced at Su Peijiu inside the carriage and then at Xiao Zhan, and obediently sat beside Xiao Zhan.
Driving through the fiery red Maple Grove, Su Peijiu reached out to catch the maple leaves drifting in from the window, feeling a sense of loss.
You weave the red thread and arrange marriages. Later, blood fills the painted sand, separated by a distant shore...
What kind of feelings did Yue Niang have for Xiao Zhan?
No resentment, no hatred... Willingly trapped in a cave without reincarnation for over two hundred years; did her heart truly hold not a shred of resentment towards Xiao Zhan?
What kind of emotion was behind that statement “never regretting”?
Su Peijiu pressed her hand against her heart, feeling a slight swelling.
Suddenly, a fragmented memory flashed through her mind; she heard a cold voice just as resolutely uttering: “...never regretting!”
The flash of the memory was too quick; in an instant, she could not grasp it. Her head throbbed slightly, and her heart felt empty as if she had lost something important...
………………
In the dim cave.
A ghostly woman in white stood inside the cave, facing the wall, reaching out to trace the marks on it. Blood slowly dripped from her hollow eye sockets...
This is the only charity from Lu Shuang to her; she left a portrait of Xiao Zhan, but it blinded her...
Two hundred years, a full two hundred years... She thought of him so much that she was about to go insane.
Xiao Zhan... I am most afraid of forgetting everything about you, but now I can't even remember what you look like at all... Biluohuangquan, isn't this the most ironic thing?
"... When will I be able to see you? I just want to see you..." She slowly caressed the portrait, but her hand awkwardly passed through the paper and paused in mid-air.
After a moment, she suddenly let out a sharp laugh, a hysterical laugh, blood continuously pouring from her eye sockets, her face a crimson mask as the ghost floated in despair, exuding a sense of desolation...
In this world filled with countless tortures and punishments, Lu Shuang gave her the cruelest one: dead yet unable to reincarnate, left with this ferocious soul, without even a chance to see him once.
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The carriage continued relentlessly toward Qi Rong's fief. Upon reaching the city gate, they found it tightly shut, with no one in sight.
Su Peijiu lifted the curtain to look outside, and Willow Brows furrowed: "Why is there no one?"
Yan Bai glanced at the city gate: "Master of the Building, I'll go take a look." He leaped up and landed on top of the gate.
There was no one on the city wall either. Yan Bai finally spotted a guard in a blue shirt behind a wall. He approached and pushed: "Brother? Wake up."
The guard opened his eyes, still groggy from his dream of a beautiful woman, and saw a handsome face under the sunlight looking at him strangely. He immediately reached for the knife beside him.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?!" The guard couldn't find his knife and remembered it had been left at Huamanlou last night. Gathering his courage, he stood up and asked.
Yan Bai pointed to the carriage below the city gate: "My master wants to enter the city; could you please open the gate?"
"Your master?" The guard walked over and leaned over the city wall to look down, just in time to meet Su Peijiu's delicate face, his eyes widening in surprise.
"Fairy Daughter?" He glanced at Yan Bai, then his hand trembled in the air.
Yan Bai rolled her eyes, stepped forward, and knocked him out with her sword. Indeed, when it came to Hua Qian, sometimes violence was the most efficient solution.
She turned and went down the city gate to open it. Xiao Zhan rode in, and after Yan Bai closed the gate again, she got into the carriage.
"I just saw a guard. How did you open the gate?" Xiao Zhan asked with a smile.
Yan Bai held her sword, looking confused. "What guard? There wasn't a single person on the city wall."
Xiao Zhan only smiled and focused on driving the carriage.
Qi Rong's territory was Los City. Although it couldn't compare to Ping An, it was still a self-sufficient large city.
After they had traveled for a while, the road became lively. After inquiring about Qi Rong's Rongtan Marquis Residence, they headed straight there.
After the doorman announced them, the three of them slowly entered.
Winding past pavilions and towers, a man in a deep purple robe stood with his back to them at the Pavilion, staring blankly at the pool in front of him.
Hearing movement from afar, he turned to look. The first person he saw was a man in a gray robe with eyes as deep as the ocean. He was startled for a moment before his gaze fell on the woman in white behind that man.
Unexpectedly... he encountered her...
Su Peijiu felt somewhat complicated about seeing Qi Rong. After all, she had gone through many events with this prince back in the day, and she had even collaborated with him in her capacity as Master of the Building of Nan Xie Tower. In the end, she had used his trust to personally destroy his country and his position as prince. Although she constantly reminded herself that this was what their Qi Family owed her, she still felt a bit guilty.
She approached and spoke softly, "Long time no see, Marquis. I hope you are well."
Qi Rong concealed the dark light in his eyes and nodded slightly. "I am well." No one noticed that his hand behind him was trembling uncontrollably.
A year has passed... The woman before him seemed even more beautiful, captivating to the eye, her brows and eyes gradually revealing a stunning charm. She remained as calm as ever, as if she held everything in her hands.
Su Peijiu...
He had thought about it when he planned to commit suicide; everything had gone awry because of the sudden appearance of Prime Minister's Residence's Legitimate Daughter... She appeared so suddenly and stunningly, as if everyone knew about her overnight. Then came the Linglong Spine, Phoenix Maiden, Desolate King's consort, the dungeon, the escape, the treason...
Even now, he still remembered that year when he first encountered Prime Minister's Residence. She was bare-faced and simply dressed, plain and indifferent yet captivating...
His hand trembled for a moment before returning to normal, just as his heart began to gradually calm down.
"I wonder what Sister Su wants from me?"
Su Peijiu glanced at Xiao Zhan, then habitually bit her lip: "It's like this, we are looking for someone, but I forgot the name of that place, so... could you please tell me which mountain was the one where I and Qi Mo were attacked last time?"
Her words sounded a bit strange, but Qi Rong felt no other emotions. After thinking carefully, he replied: "The Qiongliang Mountain one thousand miles north of Chang'an City."
A flash of surprise crossed Su Peijiu and Xiao Zhan's eyes, and then they stood up to bid farewell. Qi Rong's lips moved slightly, his hawk-like eyes filled with a hint of melancholy. He looked at Xiao Zhan and Yan Bai, then turned his gaze back to Su Peijiu, his voice somewhat hoarse: "... Can I speak to you alone for a moment?" He used "I."
Qi Rong had never addressed her with "I" before; he had always referred to himself as "this palace" or "this prince." Now he was actually using "I" towards her.
After the shock, Su Peijiu felt a pang in her heart and nodded toward Xiao Zhan and Yan Bai, signaling that she would be right over.
Once they were alone, Qi Rong felt somewhat awkward. He looked at Su Peijiu's face and then at the cup in his hand, gripping it a bit too tightly: "About that assassination attempt on you, I'm sorry."
"Ah?"
Qi Rong felt embarrassed: "I'm sorry about that incident. I didn't really want to kill you; it was because of Qi Mo... so I was a bit extreme towards you. Also about the Flower Festival, I'm very sorry... Could you possibly forgive me? I really hope to receive your forgiveness...?"
He was taken aback himself; why did he hope to receive her forgiveness?
Su Peijiu looked at the man in front of her. He had lost a lot of weight, and the hostility between his brows had diminished significantly...
Now, his country had been brought down by her schemes, and here she stood before him with a facade of righteousness... Su Peijiu, aren't you also becoming the kind of villain you despise the most?
"I forgive you." So please forgive me as well, okay?
Qi Rong listened, and his lips involuntarily curled up. He reached for a cup to drink water but accidentally spilled it on his clothes. After a moment of surprise, he laughed out loud.
"I'm very happy. This is the first time I've felt this happy since Yuan Cang was destroyed..."
Su Peijiu felt a pang in her heart. Habitually, she touched her abdomen and then spoke, "It's getting late, so we should take our leave. Thank you, Marquis." She stood up.
Qi Rong opened his mouth, wanting to say something to keep her there, but the words got stuck in his throat. He asked one question: "...How is Qi Mo doing now?"
Su Peijiu was momentarily distracted. It seemed she hadn't seen that person in a long time—really a long time.
"I don't know. Whether he is alive or dead has nothing to do with me." The smile on her lips was flawless.
Qi Rong spoke with concern: "If you encounter Qi Mo, please keep your distance... He is not as he appears."
Her lips pressed together slightly: "You care."
All the words turned into a single phrase: "You care." He watched the white figure walk through the garden toward the door, and the sadness in his eyes deepened.
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