Chapter 7: Enemy or Friend

  It wasn't until Leng Xueyu left Zui Ke Ju with her maid that Bai Li Changjian came back to his senses. Because of the Empress Dowager, he would occasionally bring her to Yong Shou Palace to play the zither and sing for her, so all these princes had seen her before.

  Is this elegant and refined, yet aloof and noble woman really the same Cold Zhiyue who would lower her head to anyone she met, trembling all over, and speaking in a voice as faint as a mosquito's?

  If it's not, how can they look exactly alike? If it is, were all the things they saw before just illusions?

  Baili Changjian furrowed his brow, it seemed he had to thoroughly investigate this Leng Ziyue, figure out which one was the real her. If necessary, he would have to eliminate her.

  Only in this way can Zhang Xiao die of heart for them and will not be affected by Leng Xueyu's coldness.

  "Xiao, what did she just say to you?" The tone became more intimate, Baili Changjian patted Zhang Xiao's shoulder, with a face full of concern.

  Zhang Xiao shook his head and slumped into the chair, with a clear replay in his mind of what Leng Ziyue had said to him: "A debt of love must be repaid with love, a debt of life must be repaid with life."

  Is his life what she's after?

  If it were so, he would also be willing to give his own life for her, as long as she wouldn't become so indifferent.

  "Whisper, I know you're heartbroken. Don't worry, after your wedding, I'll personally visit Miss Leng and explain everything to her. You didn't abandon her, it's just that you were helpless. If she truly loves you, she will definitely understand you." Baili Changjian was filled with doubts in his heart, wondering what exactly the woman had said to make a grown man become like this.

  Jing Changke looked at Baili Longxiao, he didn't miss the killing intent that flashed in his eyes. It seemed that Leng Ziyue's appearance today had brought her danger, Ming Wang wouldn't let her off, and that savage princess was even less likely to.

  He glanced down at Zhang Xiao, who looked quite disheveled, and said softly: "Long Jian, Xiao, let's end today's gathering here. There are still some things to take care of in the money house. If there is any new news, I will notify you as soon as possible."

  "Alright, I'll leave it to you then." Ba Li Chang Jian cupped his hands together. This man was hard to read, seeming both friendly and hostile at the same time. He had his guard up against him, so he wasn't worried about him causing any trouble.

  Seeing him hurry to leave, I don't know if it has anything to do with Leng Ziyue.

  As far as he knew, Jing Changke and Leng Ziyue had no relationship, so it seemed that he was overthinking.

  "Hmm." Jing Changke nodded and calmly left the Drunken Guest House, standing on the bustling street. That fleeting figure had already disappeared from view, leaving him unsure of where to start searching.

  He suddenly stopped in his tracks. What was wrong with him? Why did he want to chase after her? He and she were just strangers, and they hadn't even exchanged a single word from start to finish.

  Why is he so strange?

  "Hsss, I'll send you back to the Ling Wang Fu." Baili Changjian had a lot of anger in his heart, but he had to endure it for now. He would directly attribute all this to Leng Ziyue.

  Zhang Xiao stood up along the Hundred Miles Long Sword's hand, lifted his pale and bloodless face and said: "Long Sword, you don't need to send me back, I want to be alone for a while, rest assured, I know what I should do, what my responsibility is."

  "Alright, you be careful then." Baili Changjian was a clever person, he knew that he couldn't push Zhang Xiao too hard, or else it would have the opposite effect and he would end up losing out.

  Zhang Xiao nodded, his voice filled with sorrow as he said: "Chang Jian, Yu'er will never forgive me. She said she doesn't want to see me again and hopes I'll let her go."

  As long as Baili Changjian and Jiang Guifei, along with his aunt, are willing to let go of Leng Zhiyue, Zhang Xiao is willing to do anything, even if it means selling his own soul. All of this is what he owes Leng Zhiyue, how can he not repay it?

  Baili Changjian stared blankly as Zhang Xiao swayed away from the Drunken Guest House, his furrowed brow relaxing. He had a wife but didn't understand what love was; he only knew that women were divided into two kinds: useful ones and useless ones.

  As long as Zhang Xiao won't be affected by Leng Ziyue, he can consider sparing her life. It seems that what Zhang Xiao told him was actually a request to let Leng Ziyue go. Ah, Zhang Xiao, you are indeed clever, don't be misled by romantic feelings, you will surely have great accomplishments.

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  "Miss, where are we going now?" The feeling of having a full stomach was wonderful. Hua had never thought she could eat so much and so well.

  The young lady of her family has become very fierce since she woke up, and she likes it very much.

  Leng Xueyu walked slowly on the street, occasionally glancing at the small vendors selling trinkets on both sides, a faint smile playing on her lips. She thought to herself that the person following her really wasn't very good at it, and was overestimating how well they were hiding.

  "Hua'er, it's getting late, you should head back to the manor first. After a while, the back door will be opened, and you can sneak in quietly, got it?" Leng Ziyue held up a mask, looking left and right, which was somewhat crude compared to modern masks, but still looked pretty good.

  "Miss, where are you going? I can't leave you alone." She knew she was a bother, but she didn't want to leave Leng Ziyue, she didn't want to be left behind.

  "There are things to do and things to prepare for, Huāér. Following me from now on may lead to suffering, or even death. If you're not willing to follow me, take the silver coins from earlier and leave Moon Palace City, find a place to live a stable life." Lěng Zǐ Yuè was used to being independent, she didn't mind if there were people serving her or not.

  This little maid is very good to her and very loyal, with some more tempering, she will get better, it's just that Leng Xueyao also hopes that she can have a somewhat normal life.

  Mysteriously traversing to this place, reborn here, Leng Xueyue never thought of living the same old days of practicing martial arts again. When she wanted to be happy, she would smile; when she was sad, she would cry; and when she was angry, she would find someone to vent her anger on. She lived a carefree life, no longer shouldering any responsibilities or missions.

  She is who she is, just cold and unfeeling.

  After helping Ben Zun avenge, she will leave here and live freely.

  "No, Hua'er won't leave Miss, even if I die. Don't chase Hua'er away." As she spoke, the little girl burst into tears, not caring that they were on a main street, and grabbed onto Leng Ziyue's hand, looking like a small dog about to be abandoned.

  Leng Xueyu's eyes twitched, and she said in a cold voice: "Alright, if you want to stay, remember this well. Unconditionally obey my orders, don't resist, and don't call yourself a slave. Not just in front of me, but in front of everyone. These people are human, and so are you. There's no distinction between high and low, noble or humble. If others belittle you, you must learn to return it twofold. Otherwise, you're not qualified to stay by my side."

  "Alright, I'll listen to you, miss." Huā ér nodded with tears in her eyes, she obediently listened.

  "I'll head back to the manor now, and I'll return later." Leng Ziyue glanced at the person still following her with a hint of playful smile in her eyes, wondering who it was that wanted to play with her.

  Hua'er took out a 100-tael silver note from her bosom and placed it in Leng Ziyue's hand, saying softly: "Miss, take some silver to keep on you. I'll hide these notes well."

  50,000 taels of silver is enough for the young lady to live on for a lifetime, although it's not considered luxurious, at least she won't go hungry and will be able to make ends meet with careful planning.

  "Hurry up." Leng Ziyue patted Huayu's shoulder, and the little girl finally left with a hesitant step.

  A woman rubbed her forehead, why did she feel that this scene was so awkward? To be honest, she really wasn't that kind of person...

  "You continue to follow her, leaving marks along the way, I'll go inform the master to come over." As soon as the words fell, he disappeared into the crowded market.

  Leng Xueyu saw that the two people following her had walked away, thinking that she would meet even more important figures, so she deliberately walked towards another road with sparse pedestrians. She still didn't have a chance to get close to them, did she?

  About half a time later, Leng Ziyue stopped in her tracks. Judging from the breaths in the air, there were three people behind her. One of them should be quite skilled, but she didn't know how many points of victory she would have if she fought with her past self.

  Leng Xueyu looked down on her own body with disdain, turned around and stood with her hands behind her back, saying in a cold voice: "Followed all the way, didn't want to come out and have a face-to-face encounter?"

  Whether it's an enemy or a friend, only time will tell. At least so far, she hasn't sensed any killing intent, which also proves that there's still room for negotiation.

  Digression

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