He whispered the last few words in ng Qianqian’s ear, then his head drooped.
ng Qianqian closed his eyes that wouldn’t shut on their own.
Shangguan Ling was utterly shocked.
He felt he had heard sothing incredible, yet he dared not confirm it.
Lu Yuan said, "Deal with the body."
"...Understood."
He carried Protector Li out.
The Grand Commander ant to deal with it, not to bury it.
He waited a bit at the door, checking if ng Qianqian had anything to say.
There was none.
Shangguan Ling felt a surge of respect.
Though he didn’t know the full story, he could guess the gist.
Protector Li had once been a traitor, found his conscience before death, redeed himself, and gave the Young Madam so very important clues.
If it were another woman, she would have felt pity long ago and found a peaceful place to bury him well.
The Young Madam would not let her rationality be easily swallowed.
She had no right to forgive all the Shang Family’s wronged souls on their behalf.
Lu Yuan said to ng Qianqian, "Did you get the information you wanted?"
ng Qianqian nodded, "I got it."
Lu Yuan said, "That’s good then."
"Lu Yuan."
She called his na, "What if it’s false?"
"It doesn’t matter."
Lu Yuan said without hesitation, "I just love exposing those self-righteous scams."
ng Qianqian understood, he didn’t love exposing them, he was willing to accompany her through thick and thin.
Lu Yuan helped her up, tucked her locks behind her ear: "I’ll send you back to your room first, I’ll handle the aftermath."
ng Qianqian looked into his deep and steadfast eyes, feeling imnse strength from them.
She nodded, "Alright."
Lu Yuan left the ng Family after ng Qianqian fell asleep.
He walked into a quiet alley, arrived at the only inhabited residence, hands behind his back, staring at the closed courtyard gate for a long ti.
Ultimately, he did not knock.
After all, soone as aloof as he wouldn’t easily lift his hand.
He thought for a mont, then used Qinggong to enter the courtyard.
Separated by a door.
One person standing in the wind, one seated playing chess.
Even the night sky seed divided in two.
Lu Yuan unfastened a sachet from his waist, threw it with inner strength into the room, landing precisely on the chessboard of the cloaked man.
Afterward, Lu Yuan left.
It was quite coincidental.
Lan Yeyue had just arrived and caught sight of Lu Yuan’s departing figure.
Her expression changed, she hurried inside: "Are you alright?"
The cloaked man was fine, the chessboard and teaware on the table were intact.
Only a sachet had been added to the chessboard.
Lan Yeyue opened the sachet, discovering a porcelain bottle emitting a faint herbal fragrance inside.
Just slling it made her mind feel a refreshing coolness.
She curiously pulled out the stopper, poured out a golden pill.
Her eyes instantly widened: "This is... Rejuvenation Pill of the Witch Mountain Divine Hall!"
There were only two Rejuvenation Pills, given by the Goddess to Lu Yuan and ng Qianqian, one each.
This pill was ant to save their lives.
Even the mighty dicine King Valley wouldn’t dare say they have a more life-extending elixir than the Rejuvenation Pill today.
It wasn’t that the dical skills of dicine King Valley weren’t sufficient, but the materials for the Rejuvenation Pill could only be gathered from Witch Mountain.
"He actually gave you sothing so precious."
Lan Yeyue laughed icily.
Lu Yuan, oh Lu Yuan, do you want to repay her life debt?
What on earth is so good about her?
All of you, one after another, are willing to risk everything for her, even your own lives!
-
The moon was dark, the wind high.
Yu Zichuan sat on the rooftop polishing a bow.
In the past, he polished his own bow; ever since he acquired the Houyi Bow, he polished even more diligently.
Chen Long sat ten steps away, enjoying the early sumr breeze.
Ji Li passed by, looked up at them, half-smiling: "Hey, staying up late and feeding mosquitoes, are you?"
Yu Zichuan glanced at his feet, saw the incense was still burning, and continued polishing his bow.
Chen Long remained silent, just quietly gazing toward the Western Regions.
Ji Li perford Qinggong, leaped onto the rooftop, struck a dashing pose, and sat beside him.
"It’s ti to return to Capital City."
Ji Li said, "Loulan’s envoy is here, you can’t hide the fact that you killed Amushan."
"I never intended to hide it."
Chen Long said expressionlessly.
Ji Li mischievously suggested: "How about pinning it on Lu Yuan? After all, he’s your brother-in-law, it’s only fair for him to take the bla for you. Besides, he’s got plenty of blood on his hands, one more won’t make a difference."
Chen Long glanced at him.
Ji Li shook his folded fan: "Just kidding."
Chen Long no longer looked at him.
Ji Li magically produced a pot of wine: "Top-grade Daughter Red, very hard to find."
Chen Long said, "I don’t drink."
Ji Li said, "You’re not...scared to drink, are you? Afraid of getting drunk?"
Chen Long coldly glared at him, took the wine pot, and gulped a big mouthful.
Ji Li laughed: "That’s more like it. Actually, it’s nothing much, although Amushan was your brother, ultimately you’ve not been a Loulan person for a long ti; you’re Shang Xu of the Shang Family, you’re one of us."
He grew more serious towards the end.
Though not as flippant as Lu Yuan, he still didn’t like uttering such sentintal words.
Tonight, he spoke from the heart.
Among the Twelve Guards, no one submitted to another.
Yet sowhere along the line, they... truly beca comrades in life and death.
"Don’t you have anything to say to this Commander Guard?"
Ji Li had just finished speaking when a loud thud was heard.
It was Chen Long who had fallen flat.
Ji Li: "....!!"
...
"This guy, really heavy!"
In the darkness, Ji Li struggled to carry the dead-drunk Chen Long on his back.
The person you got drunk, you must carry back even if on your knees...
-
ng Qianqian stayed in You State for three more days.
She saw her two brothers, ng Xuan, and her two cousins, visited her grandfather and uncle and aunt from the Yu Family, fulfilling everyone’s longing in the capacity of ng Qianqian.
Later, she also went to the alley that Uncle ng ntioned.
Unfortunately, it was already vacant.
He was gone.
Mao Tu had also left.
The old master of the ng Family locked himself in his room, not stepping out for days.
The ng Family mbers didn’t know the details of his conversation with ng Qianqian, assuming it was a disagreent over the tossing of the silk ball to choose a husband.
On the day of departure, ng Qianqian went to his room.
"Why have you co to see ?"
Old Master ng asked.
ng Qianqian felt the ache in her heart, murmured softly, "You really are a soft-hearted person."
Old Master ng didn’t understand who she was speaking to.
ng Qianqian looked at Old Master ng: "She asks you to take care."
Old Master ng’s eyes reddened with regret.
"By the way, there’s one more thing for which I’ve co."
ng Qianqian spoke lightly and casually, "I’m taking ng Lang with ."
On a sunny morning, the family set off back to the Capital City.
Third Aunt Yan cried rivers of tears.
She couldn’t bear to part with ng Qianqian, nor with Treasure Piggy, who had stayed in her room for several days.
Mrs. Ji choked with tears: "Qianqian, take care, rember to write ho often once you reach the Capital City."
"Okay."
ng Qianqian did not refuse.
"Woooo..."
ng Tianlan also cried tearfully.
ng Tianhe rebuked, "You’re a grown man, what are you crying about?"
ng Tianlan cried to the skies: "I can’t bear to leave my sworn brother!"
Lu Yuan: "..."
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