Chapter Twelve: Rain on a Clear and Bright Day

  The noisy flower thief incident gradually subsided.

  During this time, Song Mingkui kept sending Zhang Demao to pass messages to me, telling me not to intervene in the flower picker's case at all costs, fearing that I would be mistakenly picked up. He was really overthinking it. After the bathhouse incident, Yuan Feng had been guarding against me like a plague, confining me to the small cottage in Xifeng Bay. This pervert wouldn't even let me see Biying!

  I asked Zhang Demao to investigate the man in white, and he told me that the forces of the Youming Sect and the Delicate Work of Dali are divided equally in the Purple Residence Mountain Villa. It will take some time to gather more specific information, so I shouldn't worry. Yu Feiyan has already returned to the capital, and Song Mingpei is also on his way back.

  The rain falls thick and fast during the Qingming Festival, and travelers on the road are beset with sorrow.

  Yuanni wanted to pay respects to his mother, but Suhui had eaten something bad and was lying in bed groaning. Xiesanniang stayed behind in Wanzili to take care of him, so I was finally let out.

  All the way I excitedly lifted the curtain to look at the scenery outside, turned my head and saw that Yuan Fei was dressed in white, her face pale and cold, and she didn't even bother with me.

  I thought this was his mother's memorial day, and according to reason, Master Yuan should also come.

  Only he and two attendants can go there, plus this female demon girl, and I feel a little sorry in my heart.

  Hurry up, bear waist and tiger back, dignified appearance, I've seen him, he made an effort in the "Chrysanthemum Thief" anti-violent action, was a former non-white doorman, seemed to be called Wei Hu.

  We walked for a long time and came to a solitary grave on the back mountain. I couldn't believe that the tomb of the noble lady, Madame Tang, was so desolate, not even buried in the ancestral tomb of the Yuan family. Could this be Madame Xie's empty tomb?

  After finishing the incense, I stood far away with Mr. Han Xiuzhu and Wei Hu, leaving only him sitting in a wheelchair chatting with his mother.

  After a while, we were walking down the mountain road, when the carriage suddenly shook violently and stopped. Wei Hu outside said respectfully: "Third Master, the carriage is stuck, why don't you rest at the tea house up ahead, I'll have it fixed in no time."

  I jumped down and stretched out my hand to help him get off the horse cart, but unexpectedly this little guy dodged me and got off by leaning against the tiger skin.

  Good grief! How can this kid be so vengeful?

  We ordered a pot of Bi Tan Piao Xue (a type of Chinese tea).

  I didn't feel like moving because I had drunk a large pot of water before leaving the house, and Mr. Han also took the opportunity to show his concern for the people's livelihood, asking the owner of the teahouse about their income and expenses in earnest, while the owner, seeing that we were dressed in fine clothes, answered with a bow.

  At this time, an old man and a young woman suddenly appeared, like a pair of grandfather and granddaughter. The old man was leaning on a cane, with chicken skin and white hair, but his eyes were bright. Was it my illusion? The old man wore a gray robe, but when he walked, a bright red waistband was faintly visible under his clothes. The woman was dressed in a beautiful dress, about 17 or 18 years old, looking quite pretty, with sparkling eyes and a soft voice, saying: "Grandpa, I'm thirsty, let's have a cup of tea."

  The old man and his granddaughter sat at the table next to us, I saw that the girl's clothes looked new, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances. The woman's lively eyes stared at Yuan Fei without letting go: "Grandpa, that young master is really handsome!"

  I was delighted to hear that, and finally met someone who is even more daring than me. The original white still had a cold face, obviously already used to the feeling of being a star. The old man scolded a few sentences about how unruly they were, the woman pouted and didn't make a sound. The old man came over trembling with rage to apologize to us, Han Xiuzhu hurriedly returned the courtesy, and both sides sat down again.

  At this time, two burly soldiers came in, entered the teahouse, shouting for tea. Seeing the lovely girl, they couldn't help but walk over: "Wow! I didn't expect to find such a beautiful thing in such a broken place!"

  Another slightly shorter one shouted: "Stop making trouble, brother. This is the original family's territory. One less thing is better than one more thing. The little Cui of Yihong Building can wait for you."

  The one who had a lustful heart didn't listen and walked towards the pretty girl: "Little lady, what's your name? Accompany General for some fun."

  The pretty girl shouted: "Where did this turtle egg come from? Grandpa, he's really annoying."

  The old man hastily bowed his head: "This military officer, my granddaughter is still young and cannot serve you. Let me invite you to have some tea instead."

  The soldier, however, pushed the old man aside, went forward and grabbed the pretty girl, pinned her to the table and tore at her clothes, revealing her snowy white shoulders. The girl cried out loudly and burst into tears, wailing with a broken heart. Since it was a military officer who was in charge, the shopkeeper did not dare come out to intervene. I was shocked - was there still justice under heaven?

  I turned back, Yuan Fei's face didn't change color, and Han Xiuzhu also didn't make a sound. What was going on? At this time, Wei Hu came over, looked at the scene, and said calmly: "Third Master, the carriage is ready, we can leave."

  I was just about to speak up when Mr. Han pulled me along and left, at which point the old man came over and grabbed hold of Han Xiuzhu's leg: "Please, sir, save my granddaughter!"

  Han Xiuzhu didn't help the old man up, instead he kicked out with one foot: "Hua Daxia, get up and talk quickly."

  The old man unexpectedly jumped away nimbly and laughed there: "Qingfeng Ao Zhu is indeed formidable, when did you see through me?"

  Han Xiuzhu smiled: "You wore a red waistband during the Qingming Festival, didn't you? It's suspicious. There's a rumor in Jianghu that when the butterfly appears, Yulang is always with her. Those who don't know think that Huadie and Yulang are a couple, but they don't know that the ancestor of flower picking often disguises himself as two people, grandfather and grandson, to do things. You should be Huadie, so tell Yulang to stop."

  He Xuzhu spoke of the rumors in Jianghu, Wei Hu had already flown over to launch a surprise attack on the two disguised soldiers and Yulang Jun. The girl suddenly revealed her smooth male chest, flew out of the fighting circle, and came to the old man's side, saying: "Die'er, I told you He Xuzhu is not easy to deal with, do you still want to try?"

  "Yu'er, you don't know this, but the master said that if we can take care of Han Xiuzhu, our reward will be doubled. Only by getting rid of Han Xiuzhu can I get Yuan Feibai. How about this, I'll give you the maid next to Yuan Feibai? Last time, Huang's daughter was given to you first, now it's my turn to taste the freshness."

  Yu Lang Jun pouted, reluctantly nodding his head. The butterfly then stepped forward and touched his buttocks, kissing him on the mouth. Yu Lang Jun pointed to the butterfly's forehead with his finger: "Die xiang, there are people here, don't do that."

  The first time I saw two bisexual pickpockets, you and your companion were discussing how to steal the original non-white, so I was still in shock there.

  Yuán Fēi Bái swept me up in his arms and leapt towards the horse carriage, whipping the horses into a gallop as they sped away. Hàn Xiū Zhú charged at Yù Láng Jūn, while Huā Hú Dié flew forward, striking Yuán Fēi Bái with her palm. Yuán Fēi Bái countered with a single palm strike, but was shaken off the rapidly moving carriage, dragging me down into the valley below...

  I slowly came to, lying on a thick layer of pine needles, surrounded by the dense forest at the bottom of the valley. My whole body ached as if it had been dismembered. I slowly got up, and found that Bai was no longer beside me. All around were only leaves, and faintly, I heard someone speaking - it was the voice of Hua Hu Die.

  "My dear, I've lived for over 50 years and have never seen anyone as beautiful as you. You've already fallen under my special enchanting fragrance. Within an hour, if no one saves you, you'll definitely die from explosion. Don't be afraid, I'll take good care of you and let you know the benefits of being with a man." My heart skipped a beat, and I realized that Yuan Fei Bai had been captured so quickly. I quietly peeked out and saw Yuan Fei Bai sitting there, his clothes torn to shreds, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and hatred in his eyes, clearly having gone through a fierce battle. The butterfly was trembling as she stroked Yuan Fei Bai's face with one hand, while her other hand reached into his lower body. I hid in the darkness, feeling nauseous. What should I do?

  Just rush up and save him, definitely one palm will be chopped to death by Huādié, no wonder he is so happy, first rape me...

  If I don't go out, after he has finished with Yuan Fei Bai, if he kills Yuan Fei Bai to silence him, I will also starve to death in this valley; if he doesn't kill Yuan Fei Bai, I will go out, and Yuan Fei Bai will definitely kill me to vent his anger.

  What bad luck, why do I keep running into this kind of thing lately? What to do? Am I supposed to just stand by and watch as that scoundrel takes advantage of this fine young man? With Yuan Fei's personality, if he wasn't injured or drugged, he would rather die than suffer such humiliation. And will that old rascal change the world's number one beauty's sexual orientation?!

  As I indulged in wild thoughts, I felt a small bottle in my bosom, it was the anesthetic that Han Xiuzhu gave me, for fear that Master would fall ill. Anyway, I decided to take a risk and try it out. I took off my outer garment, leaving only my undergarment and bellyband, then pulled the neckline of my undergarment as wide as possible, revealing the bright red bellyband. The rope was untied, exposing my cleavage, and I tore a big hole in my pants.

  Then she let down her hair, pretended to break her leg, and crawled out little by little, calling out in a coquettish voice: "Young master, where are you? Young master, my chest hurts so much from the collision, come quickly and rub it for me."

  As expected, the flower butterfly stood up and walked towards me. I pretended to be afraid, but looked up at him with a flirtatious gaze: "You, you, you mustn't come over, Master, please save me."

  I deliberately exposed a not-so-deep cleavage, thinking that if I had worn a push-up bra, the effect would be even better. His eyes immediately became murky: "Little baby, where did you come from? Are you here to save your family's young master?"

  I pretended to be afraid and adjusted my clothes, but deliberately pulled the hem of my undergarments even wider. I shifted my feet and exposed my snow-white thighs, calling out: "Who are you? What do you want to do to me? Young master, save me quickly."

  The butterfly indeed had a deeper desire in her eyes, walking towards me: "Yu Fei, you truly have a profound beauty, with such a pure and wild ** by your side. No wonder you're not interested in men, it must be because you're indulging in pleasure every day and night, come, little treasure, let me warm your body for you."

  Damn it, go ahead and talk dirty, I'll make you look good later. I pretended to be afraid and moved towards the opposite direction: "Ah! Young master save me, I'm still a virgin!"

  This further provoked the butterfly's desire, he suddenly rushed forward and tore off my undergarments, leaving only my belly: "You're not white, watch how I screw your girl first, then come to insert you."

  He pounced on me, grabbing my ankle. I flung out a handful of the powder, which shot straight into his eyes, nose and mouth. He let out a loud yell: "You stinking bitch! You're a dead woman! I didn't think you'd get the better of me!"

  I jumped up, dodged him and ran towards Yuan Feibai. Unexpectedly, he grabbed my hair and beat me wildly. I pulled out the wine bottle and thrust it forward, hitting his chest and abdomen. He let out a pig-like scream and released me. I fell to the ground, seeing him jumping around in place, blood gushing out like an open faucet. I was so frightened that I couldn't move. Until the man crawled on the ground, vomiting blood, and touched my foot with his hand, I burst into tears, kicked away his hand, and rolled and crawled to Yuan Feibai's side, hugging his leg again.

  I think I've hugged his legs so tightly that they're now hidden.

  After a while, the butterfly stopped moving. I then realized that Yuan Fei hadn't struggled or scolded me this time. I looked up to see his face unusually red.

  I suppressed my fear and took out all the medicine bottles from Hu Die's clothes, piling them up in front of Yuan Fei, asking him: "Third Master, which one is your antidote?" Unfortunately, he didn't speak, but looked at me with a flushed face.

  I recalled what the butterfly said and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking, how can this be good?

  Should I pour all the medicine down his throat or take off my clothes and pounce on him?

  Yuanni spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted, I was even more frightened, it's all over, could it be that the legendary ladies' man would die from being suffocated by lust?

  I felt his breath on my nose and found that he was still alive. After some thought, I decided to save him first and then pulled down his pants.

  Oh heaven! It's swollen beyond recognition. I started "treating" it with both hands, constantly telling myself that I'm squeezing milk, helping others in need, saving a life...

  The non-white mouth began to emit a pleasant hum, I turned my head, holding back the intense heartbeat, not looking at his dazed eyes, not looking at the work in my hand.

  So I really became the original non-white opening package head.

  Two hours later, my hands were sore and I was exhausted. As I was wiping his lower body clean with a silk cloth and tying up his pants, he slowly opened his eyes, looking at me with a clear but icy gaze that had no warmth to it. I awkwardly walked over, wanting to help him sit up: "Third Master, are you okay.....?"

  Unexpectedly, this kid swung his left hand and slapped me, saying coldly: "Get out of here, don't touch me."

  My anger rose from the bottom of my heart, evil was born on the edge of my gallbladder, I rushed over, picked up a stone and smashed him until his head was bleeding, he knelt down somewhere crying and begging me...

  Alas! That was just my fantasy, at that time I stroked my face and walked out woodenly, but my heart was filled with shock and anger. Standing outside the cave, I blew the cold wind to calm myself down.

  How hateful! My hand still lingers with the taste of his semen. You detestable Yuan Fei, do you think I'm willing to kill for you, to comfort your hands?

  Damn it, I'm so innocent. I should have let you get picked up and thoroughly become a GAY, just to avoid suffering from this idle anger.

  I knelt by the stream, washing my hands and gazing up at the gloomy sky. I remembered that today was still his mother's memorial day, and felt especially pitiful for him. A young man like Yuan Fei, seventeen years old and in the prime of youth, born into a wealthy family, incredibly handsome, should have been the object of affection from girls, with flowers, fruits, and silk handkerchiefs thrown at him wherever he went. But instead, he was crippled in both legs, and on this most heartbreaking day, he encountered the despicable flower picker, and to make matters worse, his precious virginity had been taken by a plain-looking maid.

  After a while, I calmed down a bit, suppressing my fear, and took out everything from the Butterfly's clothes. I dragged the body into the swamp to drown it, and cleaned up the bloodstains so that his accomplices wouldn't find us.

  I picked some mountain fruits and turned back to the cave, originally Bai was sitting there in a daze. I had never seen him so lonely and wolf-like, as if he were a wounded wild beast. I sighed silently, kept my distance from him, wrapped the mountain fruits with a clean silk handkerchief, and rolled them over: "Third Master, eat some fruit to fill your hunger first, I'll go gather some firewood to warm up."

  The Butterfly Gang's body had the most firecrackers on it, damn it, must be for sneaking around at night.

  I lit a match, ignited the firewood, and the cave brightened up, reflecting the young man's tightly closed eyes across from me, his face as radiant as flying clouds. I noticed that the silk handkerchief wrapped around the mountain fruit hadn't moved.

  No, he seemed a bit off, I plucked up the courage and walked closer: "Young master, are you alright?"

  He remained silent there, and I suddenly realized that his cheeks were flushed with a high fever. Was it the poison that hadn't been resolved or was it a sudden attack of anger?

  I could only use water to wipe his whole body, constantly twisting the silk cloth and applying it to his forehead. He began to speak nonsense from his mouth, and when I leaned down, I heard that he seemed to be calling out "Yōu Yōu" non-stop.

  Who is Yoyo? It seems to be a woman's name, could it be his heartthrob? I really didn't expect that this icy person who looks like a white jade paperweight would also have someone he cares about.

  I silently praised him, his heart's desire was truly brave.

  As night fell, I was exhausted from a day's work and couldn't move at all. I had thought of sleeping far away from him to avoid his madness when he woke up and being rough with me. But I really didn't feel at ease leaving him alone, the evening dew was heavy, and it would be better if two people slept close together, just in case there were thieves or wild beasts coming, I could also use him as a shield.

  Of course, what's most important is that I also have a bit of a rebellious streak. You're always thinking I'm a female sex maniac, aren't you? Not letting me touch, huh? -- I'll do it anyway.

  I leaned against the cave wall, letting my originally white head rest on my "jade legs". I randomly gnawed at the mountain fruit, gazing out at the pitch-black night, anxiously thinking about when Han Xiuzhu and the others would come to rescue us.

  Early in the morning, I woke up drowsily amidst a chorus of birdsong. Yuan Fei was still on my leg. I felt his forehead and found that he had broken out in sweat. I gently pulled my numb leg out from under him and hobbled outside. The small birds were singing and chirping, and the morning sunlight filtered through the leaves into my eyes. I squinted slightly, and below me was a brook babbling and winding its way along. On the banks of the brook stood peach blossoms and wildflowers, their petals and leaves fluttering in the water like colorful silk. The clear water flowed smoothly, and I walked quietly along it.

  I took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling much better, I stood up straight and did some stretching exercises, then bent down to the stream, rinsed my mouth, washed my face, and saw that there was some soot on my neck, probably from last night's fire smoke. Turning back, I saw Yuan Fei was still sleeping, so I took off my outer clothes, kept only my undershirt on, and used the spring water to wipe myself clean.

  Wow, the water is so cool! I looked up and saw a small green bird perched on a reed across from me, turning its little head, curiously staring at me without stopping, occasionally making crisp calls. It's so cute! I whistled along with its calls, and it seemed to be even more interested in me, chirping away, and I chimed in too.

  We were having a great time, when the little bird suddenly flew away with a chirp. I turned my head to look, and found that the jade-like youth had woken up at some point, leaning against the cave wall, his narrow and beautiful eyes staring intently at me.

  I put on a smiling face and quickly got dressed: "Third Master, when did you wake up? Watching others wash up, why didn't you make a sound?"

  Yu Fei calmly tilted his head: "As soon as I open my eyes, you're already stark naked, and yet you come to blame me."

  Ha! Isn't this another way of scolding me for being shameless? I was secretly annoyed, got dressed and walked towards him, but stopped two meters away and asked: "Third Master, you burned all night, do you feel any better?"

  He nodded slightly: "Come over here."

  "What instructions does Third Master have?" I stood alertly where I was, thinking to myself, what are you coming over here for? Are you going to slap my right cheek again?

  He glanced at me and said lightly: "You don't want me to relieve myself here, do you? Hurry up and help me!"

  I let out a sound, slowly walked over, lifted his hand, helped him stand up, didn't expect him to suddenly turn around and pin my hands behind my back, pulling me close, tightly pressed against his body.

  I was shocked and pale, only to see his phoenix eyes flashing with an unparalleled chill, staring tightly at my eyes: "Next time if I see you being so flirtatious with other men again, I'll break your hands."

  He added a bit more strength, and I cried out in pain, holding back the anger and tears in my chest: "Yesterday wasn't it for saving Third Master!" His eyes grew darker, and his hand tightened its grip even further, my hand was almost broken, and the tears could no longer be held back, flowing out. In my heart, I cursed that bastard, great devil, great pervert, but I still understood the principle that a good man doesn't take advantage of someone in front of him, so I could only choke back sobs and nod my head.

  He released my hand, and I rubbed my sore hands with tears streaming down, pushing away his chest stained with a few drops of blood. However, he wrapped his arms around my waist, showing no intention of letting go. His dark pupils were unfathomable, as sinister as the devil's. Suddenly, his handsome face leaned in towards me, and I was so frightened that I turned my head to the side, tightly closing my eyes. All I could feel was his breath on my face, and then his lips landed on my left cheek, above my eye. I was stunned - he was actually kissing away my tears.

  I looked into his eyes, but he regained his composure and supported me as we slowly walked out of the cave.

  That day I was more and more confused, feeling he's a weirdo.

  Ordinary people, when expressing gratitude, will hold my hands with both of their hands. If they have foot problems like Yuan Fei, they can choose to kneel or lie down and hold my hands, tears streaming down their face, saying: "Muke, you've suffered so much, I'm eternally grateful in this life." Then we can passionately kiss amidst a cluster of flowers, our love settled for this lifetime.

  Alternatively, a pragmatist can simply say: "Girl, diamond, pearl, gold, silver, take your pick."

  But it was just a trick, luring me over and almost twisting off my hands.

  If he was raped yesterday, would he still want to break my legs!？

  After a long time, I finally understood why only stories of heroes saving beauties are passed down in this world, but not rumors of beauties saving heroes.

  Because the hero saved the beauty, the beauty will reward him with her body. Then the hero's name will be even more famous, but if the beauty saves the hero, the hero is very likely to slap the beauty in anger or break her hand!

  It's been a long time since I've seen any signs of rescue, so I started searching high and low for food. I found some bird eggs, picked some wild fruit, and used a piece of bamboo to make a fishing net. I rolled up my tattered pant legs and caught some small fish in the creek. Then I scaled the fish, gutted them, and was busy as can be. But no matter where I went or what I did, I always felt like someone's gaze was following me, like a thorn in my back.

  At noon, I was both tired and hungry. With great respect, I presented three roasted small fish to Yuan Fei Bai, then sat far away from him, no longer caring about appearances, and started devouring them with big mouthfuls. The taste was really good; if only there were some salt, it would definitely be a heavenly delicacy.

  When I finished the fifth small fish, I stole a glance and saw that it was not a slender white finger gently pinching the black tree branch, but rather slowly nibbling on the second roasted fish. The long eyelashes were like a fragrant fan, half-closed over the bright eyes, as if it were a Persian cat from my previous life's home, elegantly eating its cat food.

  Wow! A beauty is still a beauty, even when fallen on hard times, she can still eat like a good-looking person to the point of being enviable.

  He suddenly raised his dense eyelashes and looked at me calmly with a bright gaze: "What's wrong?"

  I suddenly felt my face turn red and stuttered: "Third Master must be unaccustomed to eating such coarse things, right?"

  Unexpectedly, he smiled at me with a smile that turned the world upside down: "It doesn't matter, in this desolate mountain and wilderness, my legs are inconvenient, it's not easy for you to make such a wild taste."

  Wow! This is the first time since I entered Xifeng's courtyard that she has smiled at me so brightly, I almost want to cover my face and scream with emotion, what a captivating smile, what a considerate master!

  Who was that guy who wanted to twist off my arm yesterday? Am I seeing a ghost?

  Night fell again, I added some firewood to resist the night's dampness, and made a thick and large mattress of dry grass for Yuan Fei and me respectively.

  I was opposite him, separated by the fire pit, and had just chosen a spot to lie down and sleep when Yuan Feng called out to me: "Mu Ge, come over here and sleep, it's easy to catch a chill in the lower wind tunnel."

  I thought so too, even if thousands and millions of flowers fall down, a non-white one can't stand up, so I must take good care of myself. I nodded and tidied up a bit, went to his side, just about to sleep, he stretched out his long arm and pulled me over. I was scared and struggled, thinking: it's all over, I've fallen into his trap again, he's going to hit me. So I covered my head, arched my back, prepared for defense, but unexpectedly, after a long time of inaction, I only heard him sigh above me.

  He cautiously lifted his head, a flash of anger in his eyes, and held me in his arms, pulling my coat tight, whispering softly in my ear: "Don't be afraid of me, Muxi, as long as you don't defy me again, I won't hurt you."

  It has been six years since I entered the Zǐ Qīu Mountain Villa. All the words he spoke to me before, added together, are not as many as what he said to me today.

  I lifted my head, gazing into his pitch-black eyes like the night sky, and let out a suspicious "oh" sound. I slightly distanced myself from him, turned around with my back to him, tightly hugging the token of affection in my arms, closing my eyes. My body was exhausted, but my spirit remained vigilant.

  I thought to myself, it's all because of Guo Er Ren being possessed by Han Xiuzhu's evil spirit back then. Otherwise, at this moment, I could be living a life like Biying's - eating well, dressing well, and having nothing better to do than embroidering bellybands for Yuan Fei. Who would have thought that I'd become the laughing stock as a female demon, falling into the valley with this cold-blooded devil, suffering all sorts of hardships, and living like a savage?

  I thought of Yuan Fei, and the gentle eyes of the red-haired youth in the cherry blossom forest appeared in my mind, making my heart feel sweet, and I unknowingly fell into a sweet dreamland.

  Eight-treasure sauce duck, braised lion's head, steamed pork knuckle, crystal trotters, the spicier the better, Sprite and Coke to go, I'm sitting at Guantaoju, Yu Feiyan keeps serving me dishes nonstop, Yuan Feng gives me a refill on my drink, Biying brings me more food, my mouth waters profusely, just as I'm about to dig in, suddenly a beggar appears out of nowhere, snatches the trotters from my hand and takes off, I'm furious, grab him by the scruff: "You scoundrel, how dare you steal my food?"

  The beggar turned around, and it was actually Yu Chang'an...

  I woke up with a start, drenched from head to toe, even my mouth was completely wet...

  Then, I slowly realized that I was actually lying in Yuan Fei's arms, with my saliva all over his chest, and he was staring at me without blinking. He quietly asked: "Who is Chang An?"

  My face turned red, I wiped the saliva and jumped up: "Back to Third Master, Chang'an is just another name for Xi'an, I'll go get something to eat for Third Master."

  I rushed to the creek, splashing water on my face desperately, and kept asking myself in my heart: Why did I dream of Yu Chang'an? What's even more deadly is how I ended up sleeping in Yuan Fei Bai's arms, that devil, and drooling all over him.

  The sky was raining, and I used a large banana leaf to cover myself at the entrance of the cave, preventing rain and enemies, only revealing one corner of the sky. Yuan Feibai was practicing his skills in the cave, so I had no choice but to gaze at that corner of the sky, thinking about when the reinforcements would arrive? Would I have to spend my whole life with this eccentric Yuan Feibai? I shuddered at the thought. In a past life, I often watched scenes from movies and TV shows where sworn enemies, a man and woman, were stranded on a deserted island, but instead of killing each other, they became lovers and had a bunch of kids. If that happened to me and Yuan Feibai in this cave, I would have to go through pregnancy and childbirth, and then take care of the kids all by myself...

  Alas! What am I thinking about? I shook my head, and with a worried expression, thought about how to spread the news to the outside world.

  A faint and melodious mountain song seemed to come from afar, and Yuan Fei's eyes, which were not white, suddenly opened, shining brightly. I also felt a surge of energy, just as I was about to go out, Yuan Fei called me back: "Be careful, there may be deceit."

  I nodded, handed a homemade sharpened fish fork to Yuan Feibai for defense, then strung it through the banana leaves, covered the entrance of the cave, and slipped into the hazy spring rain, quietly heading in the direction of the singing voice.

  The farther away, the clearer the lyrics sound, I've heard this song before, it's a traditional love song, called something like "In this world, people can't help but think of each other", Song Ming Lei and Yu Fei Yan used to teach local youngsters to sing when they had nothing better to do.

  "The lotus flowers are in bloom and bearing fruit, longing for my sister across the waters."

  Miss you so much that I'm at a loss, farming on the river and picking up the bed.

  Drowned in the river, died laughing by the river, who knows I'm thinking of my sister.

  The Changhua Spring flows long and far, I doze off to sleep and dream of you.

  You are at home and I am away, all sorts of heartaches plague us both.

  The stars fill the sky without the moon, and the worries in our hearts are all the same.

  Sister, think carefully at night, the swallow's nest is east, people stay blue.

  I carefully distinguished that song, and the last sentence was surprisingly "Yanzi Building East People Stay Bi". I was overjoyed, the people of Xiaowu were definitely nearby.

  I stood on a slope hidden in the woods and sang loudly, but I'm sure I was off-key:

  "Golden lotus flowers bloom, golden buds unfold, longing for brother across the waters that separate our hearts."

  Jade bamboo shoots bloom with a handful of fluffy hair, thinking of brother makes ears itch.

  Walking and thinking, sitting and thinking, no matter how many people are around, I never forget for a moment.

  The fire in the stove is not burning well, and adding more charcoal won't help, just like thinking of my brother makes me feel anxious and restless.

  The distant mountains shine with a blue mist, and it has taken me several days to get stuck here.

  A single-wheeled ox cart climbs a steep slope, making me nervous and worried to death.

  "Brother, think carefully at night, the wood sorrel flowers are embroidered with western moonlight."

  As expected, the singing stopped for a while and then came towards me more quickly. I sang again and again, and the singing got closer. Just when I was overjoyed, a sudden sound of fighting came from the cave, and I secretly stomped my feet in anger and hurried back. When I arrived at the entrance of the cave, I saw a slender man with a green silk fish-tail robe and a soft face, who was exchanging blows with Yuan Fei, dancing with short swords, moving around, and flying sleeves, as bright as the small green bird from yesterday - it was Yu Langjun.

  I was secretly lamenting my bad luck, how did I almost get rescued, and then this little brat appeared?

  Yu Lang smiled slyly: "It's true that heaven doesn't disappoint those with good intentions, I've been searching for you for several days, and finally got to see you. My dear, do you know that not seeing you for a day feels like three autumns apart? Now it seems like we haven't seen each other in a lifetime. Thinking of you has shattered my heart." He sighed: "I won't blame you for killing that old goods Hu Die, she was wrong to force you, indeed, indeed... I also hate her for occupying me." He said with hatred, then fell silent for a moment before suddenly smiling: "My dear, I promise not to be like Hu Die and force you. You can go up or down as you please, just don't leave Yu Er again."

  Yeah! He's a little receiver, and he loves Yuan Feibai very much. I can see the infatuated and deep eyes he looks at Yuan Feibai with, but it's also quite compelling to restrict Yuan Feibai's freedom like this.

  What should I do? It's better to delay the time, what to do, what to do. Ah, I hid my emotions and walked in calmly. Seeing Yulang Jun pretending to be surprised, he pointed at Yuan Feibai and scolded: "Yuan Feibai, you heartless one! As soon as I went out for a while, you hooked up with someone else. Have you forgotten what you said when you wanted my body? You said 'In life, I am yours, in death, I am your ghost, never to part or abandon each other.' But now you're taking a new fancy and abandoning the old one! Heaven! Why is my fate so bitter!"

  I am indulging in my self-directed, self-acted tragic play, kneeling on the ground with one hand clutching my heart and the other weakly reaching for the sky, my face filled with sorrow, my mind chanting "rescue, rescue, come quickly", while painstakingly rehearsing my next lines.

  In that case, Yuan Fei suddenly raised an eyebrow and let out a sound, blurting out: "I'm the one who's been abandoned? Then what about you and Yuan Fei Jue in the cherry blossom forest behind the mountain?"

  I'm speechless!

  My one sob got stuck there, and I started coughing violently. I stared at him in shock, while he gazed back at me calmly. How could he say something so ambiguous, was he fully getting into character to help me or intentionally trying to upstage me?

  I opened my mouth, what should I say? And how did he know about me and Yuan Fei's thing.

  I unexpectedly stuttered: "Th-th-that......"

  "What's that? And you were calling out the name 'Chang'an' in my arms last night, who is Chang'an?" His mouth curled up with a hint of cold smile, staring at me, looking exactly like an angry husband who had just caught his wife cheating.

  Yu Lang Jun, who had been turning around in my head between me and Yuan Fei Bai, actually asked seriously: "Really! Who is Chang An?"

  Then, the good wife who was wronged by her husband became a strict judge of Pan Jinlian.

  This kid is absolutely taking revenge for personal reasons under the guise of public justice.

  "Ah, you ugly woman, do you know that Tansho and Keigoku are noble and heavenly gentlemen? How can you toy with them at your fingertips, and still want to flirt and seek new loves?"

  He spoke so righteously and severely there, completely forgetting what he did for a living, as if not killing me would be insufficient to placate the people's anger. He thrust his hand into my chest, not lightly tapping his fingers, and Jade Langjun cried out in pain and withdrew his hand.

  I stared at it and found that the hidden weapon was actually a small fish bone. No wonder, every time I finished eating small fish, there would be a big pile of bones here, but originally only one point.

  At that time, I was puzzled why this beauty was different from others everywhere? Even eating fish is really like a Persian cat, not spitting out fish bones? In fact, he secretly kept it, so is he guarding against me or preventing future troubles?

  With a hint of hurt in my heart, I escaped back to Yu Fei Bai's side. Yu Fei Bai continuously fired fish bones, and Jade Lang Jun retreated to the edge of the cave, using a large wooden stick to block the fish bones. He turned around, rushed over, and threw me out with one hand. His hands moved as fast as lightning, striking five major acupoints on Yu Fei Bai's body. Grabbing Yu Fei Bai by the chest, he said somewhat painfully: "I protected you like this, yet you harmed me like that. You, you're really so heartless?"

  Yu Wenyong was not pale or fearful in the slightest, and calmly said: "I'm afraid I, Yu Wenyong, am not of the same caliber as Dragon Yang, and truly cannot repay the deep feelings and good intentions of Master Jade."

  Yu Lang Jun's eyes were shattered as he stared at him, gritting his teeth and pointing at me: "Could it be for the sake of this despicable and vulgar woman?"

  At that time I was dizzy and confused, desperately rubbing my head, and when I heard it, I couldn't help but cry out in grievance, how did this get dragged into me again.

  He looked at me with a smile, his beautiful eyes sparkling as he said, "Not bad, Yuan Mou will not take anyone else in this life but you."

  My mind suddenly became congested, and I clearly knew that he was provoking Yulang Jun to shift the focus onto me. However, an unusual feeling still arose in my heart, and I couldn't help but stare at his extraordinary smile in a daze. Even when Yulang Jun put down Yuan Feibai and walked towards me with a sky full of anger, I was completely unaware.

  Yu Fei shouted several times: "Mumu, hurry up and escape." I finally came back to my senses, but unfortunately, Yulang Jun was already standing in front of me, his delicate facial features twisted as he stared at me.

  Oh! Beauty is indeed a calamity, and my life was ruined by you. Master Jade slapped me hard on the face and kicked me in the stomach, causing me to vomit blood profusely. I curled up in agony, stealing a glance at Yuan Fei, whose eyes gleamed with a hint of reluctance. The second kick landed squarely on my chest, and as I spat out blood, I desperately clutched Master Jade's leg, feeling for the dagger, and plunged it into his thigh. He let out a pained cry, but I was too weak to pull the dagger out again, and could only watch as he pulled it out from his calf and stabbed me with it. I closed my eyes calmly, hearing Yuan Fei's cries and the clash of swords in the distance.

  In an instant I returned to that fragrant cherry blossom forest, where Yuan Fei and I held the Qing Yu case, reciting slowly.

  In a crowd of thousands, I searched for him everywhere, but when I turned around at dusk, he was standing in the light of the lanterns.

  The red-haired youth lifted his head and gave me a brilliant smile, calling out to me with deep feeling: "Mukou."

  However, his face suddenly transformed into a non-white complexion. I struggled to open my eyes, and Non-White's trembling hands stroked my face, wiping away the blood from the corner of my mouth. His jade-like face hovered above me, his eyes filled with extreme anxiety.

  Two figures in the distance were engaged in a fierce battle, and I sank into deep darkness...