Rebirth - The Blood Demon Empress Chapter 62: A Heart in Confusion (Second Update)

  On the cliff, Murong Cang glared with wide eyes, his long beard fluttering with rage, his wrinkled face turning blue and red, as he bellowed: "You little scamp, can't you calm down for a moment?"

  Why is she acting like this, what kind of mood is she in, not sleeping at midnight and coming to find him to fight and vent her emotions, and even calling it: asking him for advice on martial arts.

  Look up at the blue sky and ask, is there a master as unfortunate as him, and a disciple as arrogant as her?

  "Old man, if you hide again, I'll kill all the fish in the lake." Mo Fa's hair fluttered, her red clothes danced in the wind, and Leng Ziyue stood on one foot on a single Nantong bamboo in the middle of the lake, her eyes gleaming like ice.

  She couldn't calm down and just wanted to wildly vent her restless emotions.

  She couldn't bear to be ruthless with Baili Chunyuan, and the thought of cutting off all contact with him made her heart ache terribly. But if she didn't leave him, she was also afraid of changing herself.

  She wanted to get close to him, wanted to protect him, wanted... ...one thought after another was almost driving her crazy, don't change, don't become someone she couldn't even recognize herself.

  She is just herself, she is Leng Xueyu, and will never change.

  "Don't!" Murong Cang shouted, his legs kicked off the cliff and he flew towards Leng Ziyue, "I'm asking you, little girl, which blind fool bullied you? Tell Master quickly, I'll help you take revenge and beat him up for you?"

  The fish in Bi Lake are not ordinary fish, apart from being edible, they are also a kind of precious medicinal material.

  It was his treasured pupil of fifteen years, and if he were to be killed by Leng Xueying all at once, he... He would not survive. Poor him, what kind of disciple had he taken in, who was clearly born to be his nemesis, always arguing with him and intentionally coming to demand debts from him.

  Before taking in Ling Yue as his disciple, the only ones who could accompany him were the fish in the lake. They were like friends to him, listening to him talk and ramble on, and he couldn't just ignore them.

  "No one bullies me." With a keen eye on Murong Cang's movement, Leng Ziyue kicked his face with one leg, splashing countless water droplets, sparkling and translucent in the sunlight.

  My body is exhausted, I really want to rest, my heart is in a mess, only crazy fighting can make her find a little peace and stability.

  She is now notorious for her arrogance and overbearing behavior, even bullies avoid her, as long as she doesn't bully others, who would dare to bully her, it's not like she has nothing better to do.

  Murong Cang was busy fending off Leng Zhe's continuous attacks with one hand, while the other hand irritably scratched Bai Hua's hair, pouting and saying: "Since no one is bullying you, what kind of madness are you suffering from, insisting on fighting to the death with your master me, ah——"

  The words had barely fallen when he felt a severe pain in his chest, let out a loud cry, and almost fell into the lake. He couldn't help but shout loudly, "You little scoundrel, this is attempted murder of one's own master, do you know that or not!"

  Patting her chest, she spat out a mouthful of turbid air. This girl's methods were really ruthless, not gentle at all. How would she get married in the future?

  "Can't you even practice your punches and kicks? You stinky old man, aren't you supposed to be teaching me martial arts? How can you only have this little bit of skill? Don't even mention that you're my master, I'm embarrassed. Leng Ziyue opened her eyes wide, staring at Murong Cang's face which was so angry it turned black, and for a moment, she really wanted to rush into his arms to seek comfort."

  Her wandering and confusion, her helplessness and entanglement, all need someone to guide her on a clear path, telling her to keep going.

  In this unfamiliar other world, she had words in her heart that she couldn't tell anyone.

  Hua'er is fine, as well as the Ice Aunt from You Yin Pavilion and Di Jue. Although they are trustworthy, they all need her to protect them. Her weakness cannot be revealed in front of them.

  Master Muyong Cang, who seems to be extremely playful and mischievous like an old naughty child, is actually the person she wants to rely on the most, aside from Baili Chenzhu.

  Her emotions, her vulnerability, can be freely expressed in front of him, happy or unhappy, being a completely relaxed self.

  "Girl, you're tired." The shadow moved with his heart, and Mu Rong Cang grasped Leng Zhi Yue's hands, saying lovingly. Last night, he saw her hitting the mountain rocks like crazy on the cliff top, and he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't get anything out of her mouth.

  As soon as he saw him, he fought with him and wouldn't let up.

  If it weren't for that moment when she was distracted, wanting to get close to her would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens, and even he wouldn't have a way to approach her.

  "I don't have any." She turned her head away stubbornly, she didn't have a chance to say it was exhausting, neither in the past life nor this life.

  "Girl, Master invites you to drink a pot of good wine, come, follow me." Holding her hand, lightly pulling, two figures in white and red flew to the center of the lake's bamboo house, landing gently.

  Leng Xueyu followed Mu Rong Cang in a daze, her big eyes staring unblinkingly at his slightly curved back, her eye sockets moistening. His hands were very rough, with thick calluses, but they were so warm, making her feel attached.

  Even her own grandfather had never held her hand, letting her feel that warmth.

  When she was a child learning to walk, her grandfather and parents would only watch from afar. In the repeated falls and repeated getting up, she learned to walk.

  Since then, no matter what happened, she has been independent and never asked for help from others.

  "Girl, smile for me. Master likes to see you smiling, it's especially beautiful." Murong Cang had never let go of Leng Bingyue's icy hand, warming her hand just like he warmed her heart.

  At sixteen years old, she was still too young, her life had just begun, he wanted her to be happy and live without worries.

  Her hands were small and soft, and he was afraid that if he used a little force, he would crush her hands. Murong Cang seemed especially careful. There was a kind of excitement surging in his chest, he was a lonely old man, but after meeting Leng Zixue, his days were no longer dull, every day was filled with surprises and challenges, arguing with her had become the happiest moment for him.

  He doted on her like his own granddaughter, spoiled her and indulged her. Whoever dared to hurt her, he vowed to make that person suffer a miserable death.

  "I can't laugh." With a pout, Leng Xue's low and sulky voice sounded out, completely unaware that she was throwing a tantrum at Murong Cang, her spoiled little girl attitude on full display.

  "A smile can take ten years off your age, our little girl should smile more." Murong Cang put down Leng Zhiyue and rushed into his room, taking out a bottle of fine wine from the famous Man Xiang Lou, 'Yun Zhu'.

  "That's just a skin-deep smile, fake smiling can cause facial spasms, I don't want that." She glanced at Mu Rong Cang's treasured 'Cloud Pearl' in his palm, and Leng Ziyue rolled her eyes. After drinking the 'Cang Shui', she wasn't interested in other wines.

  With a glare, Murong Cang's face changed like a palette, varied and colorful, pitifully staring at Leng Ziyue with a slightly flattering soft voice: "Girl, this is good wine, what's that expression, it's a blow to the old man."

  "Could it be better than 'Tsang Shui'?" She raised an eyebrow, and Tsang Chueh knew that Mu Yung Ching was a connoisseur of wine. The name "Tsang Shui" was so renowned that he must have heard of it.

  "Girl, have you ever had 'Cang Shui'?" As expected, as soon as he heard the name of the wine, Mu Rong Cang's eyes lit up with a keen glint. Why didn't he have such good fortune?

  To say, that wine jug is really petty, with good wine why not bring it out to share with everyone, must savor alone, hateful.

  "She's had enough." One cup after another, Leng Zixuan poured liquor into her mouth like water, they say a drunk can forget all worries, perhaps she got drunk and when she woke up tomorrow, everything would return to the starting point.

  'Cang Shui' was what he asked her to drink, it was also the first time she got drunk and fell asleep in his arms. The warmth of his embrace made her reluctant to leave.

  Murong Cang turned his head, and suddenly felt a pang in his heart, his flesh, and his whole body. His good wine had already been solved by his good apprentice, who was still using the pouring method.

  She's not drinking wine, she's clearly being forced to drink.

  "Girl, don't be so wasteful." He shouted loudly, and at the sight of Shang Leng Ziyue's sparkling eyes, he immediately shut up. He didn't want to stoop to the level of 'abnormal' people, which would make him appear narrow-minded.

  "Hic...!" She let out a not-so-delicate belch, and Leng Xueyu lowered her long eyelashes, patted Mu Rongcang's shoulder, and giggled: "Master... I'll treat you to a drink of 'Cang Shui'... as payment for the wine... hehe..."

  "Alright, use the 'Cang Shui' as the wine money." Murong Cang gazed at Leng Ziyue's rosy face with a mixture of concern and pity, knowing she was already drunk. He sighed and said: "Little Yuer, there are some things that even if you can't control them yourself, can't predict the outcome, don't know what will happen... try letting go, don't think too much, let nature take its course, take a step back, maybe then you'll find the real way out."

  "Master... master... I can still drink... " Ling Zuo Yue sniffled, suddenly stood up, grabbed Mu Rong Cang's hand and said loudly: "I'm not drunk... I can still drink..."

  "Not drunk, how could my apprentice get drunk, not drunk." He said as he walked her to her room, trying to reason with a drunken person was like talking to a chicken and a duck, it just didn't work.

  This girl, when she's drunk, is especially lovely. When she's sober, it's harder than climbing to heaven to get her to call out "Master" just once; but when she's drunk, every sentence is "Master", and it's truly sweet to the heart.

  "Master... do you know... do you know? He... makes me feel... so heartbroken, so familiar, as if I've known him since the last life or even the one before that... He protected me and helped me block those poisonous arrows, but... but I don't know what to do with him... I'm so afraid of changing myself... I don't want to change..." After finally finishing her long, disjointed sentence, Cold Xue Yue completely fell asleep, no longer thrashing about restlessly.

  Muryong let out a sigh of relief, carefully helped her lie down on the bed, took off her shoes to let her sleep peacefully, and finally figured out the reason for her abnormal behavior.

  He, who is he?

  It seems this idle old man needs to go and investigate thoroughly.

  And let him take charge and see if that little guy is really worthy of his daughter, then decide how to guide this little girl who lacks emotional intelligence.

  Your heart is already in disarray, and you can still say that you're afraid of your own changes. In fact, the change had already begun when you started caring about him.

  "Girl, go to sleep, Master is here." Murong Cang quietly left the room, closed the door behind him, and one question after another entwined him.

  Leng Xueyu had always been a light sleeper. Even in deep sleep, her vigilance remained at its best. As soon as she sensed any movement, she would wake up immediately.

  No wonder, Murong Cang was being extremely cautious everywhere.

  It was a sleepless night, and even when the sun rose high in the sky, it still didn't stop. She had to force him into a showdown with her, no matter how ironclad his body was, he would still be unable to withstand it.

  If he had known that a pot of wine could make her stop, quietly and quietly lying in bed like a good baby, the old man would have done so long ago.

  Staring at the fish swimming in the lake, wiping away tears, Murong Cang rushed away...

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  Baili Chenyuan opened his eyes, he had never slept as peacefully and comfortably as last night, staring blankly at the ceiling, the fragrance coming from the tip of his nose made him pause.

  In an instant, memories came flooding back like a tidal wave.

  He was in Xiaoyue's room, still lying on Xiaoyue's bed. This realization almost made him feel like his body was about to float up, and he felt especially good.

  Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she scanned the room in a full circle, but didn't see the person she was eager to see. She quickly got out of bed and hastily put on her clothes, without even knowing what time it was now.

  The wound on his shoulder had disappeared without a trace, as if he had never been injured at all. Baili Chunxiao's spirit looked particularly good, better than ever before.

  "Master, are you up?" Hua'er asked softly, carrying washing utensils and hearing the movement in the room.

  "Please come in." After making sure his clothes were tidy, Baili Chenyuan spoke up.

  Hua'er gently pushed open the door, lowered her head and said softly: "Young master, you wash up first, I'll go get some breakfast."

  Xia Hua Dong Xue said that since he saved the young lady, she felt obligated to take good care of his body, at least let him eat well and dress warmly, and quickly recover from his illness.

  "Xiao Yue... I mean, where is the young lady from your household? I'd like to thank her in person." Baili Chenyuan realized he almost used a too-familiar term and quickly changed his words.

  "The young lady is not in the mansion." Huahua shook her head, she also didn't know where the young lady had gone.

  Early in the morning, the housekeeper came to find Miss, saying that Master had invited her, but she couldn't find where Miss was. The current Miss is not the same as before, anyone can bully her, even Master is polite to Miss, so she wasn't embarrassed by the housekeeper.

  Unlike before, I don't know how she will be punished this time.

  "Then where did she go?" Baili Chenyuan stared at Hua'er, making sure she was telling the truth.

  Xiao Yue'er, are you hiding from me?

  "I really don't know, maybe the young lady will be back soon." Hua'er blinked her eyes, she thought that this ordinary-looking man in front of her had a particularly charming pair of eyes.

  He can easily captivate you if you're not careful.

  Looking at him, he seems particularly concerned about the young lady.

  "I'm leaving first." Baili Chunxuan jumped over Hua'er and walked away with big strides.

  His heart had sunk deeply, no matter what method was used, he wanted to keep her by his side, even if it meant tying her up.

  "But...but..." Hua'er turned around, chasing after him, but Ba Li Chen Yuan's figure was already nowhere to be seen. She shrugged her shoulders and muttered to herself, "How did he disappear in the blink of an eye? So strange?"

  "What's gone in the blink of an eye?" Xia Hua blinked her big eyes, she thought Huah was especially cute, like a little sister, it would be great if she could bring her back to Youyin Pavilion.

  "What about him?" Dong Xue looked around at the empty room and asked.

  Hua Er shrugged her shoulders, "I was just talking about him, in the blink of an eye, I chased him out the door and he vanished, how strange."

  "Did he say anything?" Winter Snow frowned, that person had better be thoroughly investigated.

  "He asked where the young lady was, I said she wasn't in the mansion, he looked very anxious, then said he had to leave first. I wanted to keep him here, after all, it was him who saved the young lady." Hua'er opened her big eyes, looking exceptionally serious.

  His eyes sank for a moment, judging from his breath, the man's martial arts skills were above his. "You wait in the mansion for Miss to return, I'll go out for a trip."

  The strangers who appear around the young master, he has an obligation to thoroughly investigate them, lest there be people with ulterior motives.

  "Be careful yourself." Xia Hua Dong Xue nodded and watched as Dian Zhen left.

  The empty room, three people looked at each other, speechless, and didn't know what to do to pass the time.

  "Let's have a snowball fight, and wait for Miss to come back." Huahua suggested, looking at the accumulated snow in the courtyard.

  Xia Hua Dong Xue nodded, how could it be that they were all waiting? Playing while waiting had also become a habit. A little while later, the sound of their cheerful laughter echoed from the courtyard, as melodious as a silver bell.

  Digression

  2nd update~~~~~~~