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Beautifully Adorned
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As Yun Jinxiu stepped into the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, she held a gold-threaded fan in her hand, its surface embroidered with intricate peonies, yet it could not conceal the coldness in her eyes. The golden threads shimmered under the light, as if narrating the determination and resolve within her heart. Tonight, she had come to retrieve something. Three months ago, the Yun Family merchant convoy had been ambushed, and among the medicinal herbs they were transporting was a book titled "Yun Clan Medical Cases," a relic left by her mother. According to the latest news from the black market, this medical case would appear tonight in the underground trading of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
Disguised in men's clothing, she blended in with the gamblers, her fingertips brushing against the dice while her gaze swept over every window of the private rooms on the second floor. The moonlight poured in through the windows, illuminating her taut face and making it appear particularly stern.
"Young Master, your luck seems quite good," a lazy voice with a hint of laughter came from behind her. Yun Jinxiu turned around to meet a pair of unfathomable eyes—Xiao Jingyan, the heir of the Northern King. Leaning against the intricately carved railing, his bronze mask covered half of his face, revealing only his sharply defined jawline. He toyed with a jade pendant in his fingers, its dragon pattern glimmering coldly in the candlelight. His deep-set eyes seemed capable of seeing through everything, sending chills down one's spine.
"Care for a bet?" he chuckled lightly. "If you win, this jade pendant is yours. If you lose..."
"I never engage in losing trades," Yun Jinxiu raised an eyebrow. "What does the heir wish to wager?"
Xiao Jingyan's gaze fell upon the faintly visible golden thread peeking from her sleeve, his smile deepening. "Let’s bet on what you have hidden in your sleeve."
Yun Jinxiu's pupils constricted slightly. Indeed, she had something concealed within her sleeve—a silver needle coated with anesthetic and half a letter she had just purchased from the black market. The letter contained clues about the "Yun Clan Medical Cases," its hurried handwriting betraying a sense of urgency.
"You jest, heir," she replied nonchalantly as she took a half-step back. "My sleeves are empty; there’s nothing worth wagering."
However, Xiao Jingyan suddenly closed in on her, his folding fan snapping open with a whoosh as its ribs pressed against her wrist. "Miss Yun, stealing is not a good habit."
He recognized her! A flash of cold light flickered in Yun Jinxiu's eyes as she swiftly flung out the golden thread, wrapping it around a beam above!
With a thud, she used the momentum to leap into the air and snatched the jade pendant from Xiao Jingyan's hand but froze upon seeing its pattern—the back of the pendant bore an intricate nine-turn silver leaf design—an emblem of the Langya Bai Clan. The same pattern adorned the silver lock that her mother had entrusted to her before passing! That silver lock now hung around her neck; its icy touch sent a tremor through her heart.
"Where did you get this jade pendant?" Her voice trembled slightly.
Xiao Jingyan narrowed his eyes, about to respond when suddenly commotion erupted from below.
"The authorities are investigating! No one is allowed to leave!"
Without hesitation, Yun Jinxiu kicked open a hidden compartment beside her!
With a loud crash, the floor collapsed beneath them, and both plunged into the bathhouse below! Water splashed everywhere, and a faint scent of sandalwood mixed with moist earth filled the air. Yun Jinxiu's veil floated up while Xiao Jingyan's jade pendant sank to the bottom. In the chaos, he seized her wrist and pulled her closer. Beneath their soaked garments slipped out—a silver lock bearing that same nine-turn silver leaf design.
Xiao Jingyan's breath hitched—he had found Langya Bai Clan's granddaughter right before him!
"Now we're even," he chuckled softly, his fingers brushing over her pulse at her wrist. "Miss Yun, next time you steal something, remember to check your opponent's background first."
Yun Jinxiu broke free from his grasp with a cold laugh. "Heir, framing others is not an act befitting a gentleman." She leaped out of the bathhouse; her damp robes clung to her body but did not betray any sign of disarray. Before leaving, she glanced back at the jade pendant sinking to the bottom of the pool, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes—she must get that jade pendant into her possession.
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