Ran Qingchen slowly opened her eyes and found herself being carried on the back of Yelü Miaomiao. The view that greeted her eyes was the desolate and plaintive light of the dawn, spread across the dark canopy of the sky.
Each thread of light seed like the lingering shadow of tis passed, fragnted yet tender.
"Put down," Ran Qingchen’s voice was hoarse.
"My heavens, you’re finally awake."
Yelü Miaomiao found a clean spot and carefully set the woman down, intending to complain a little, but looking at the other’s haggard, pale face, she ended up asking with concern, "You’re not hurt, are you?"
After speaking, the girl lightly slapped her own mouth.
How could she be okay after killing her own master?
Yelü Miaomiao coughed dryly and comforted her, "If you hadn’t acted, your master would have suffered tornt until death. You were helping her find release. She’s probably thanking you in her heart."
Ran Qingchen stared blankly at the rosy sky, murmuring, "You don’t understand."
She wasn’t saddened by the fact that she had killed her master.
She was saddened by the lies.
The man she loved most had deceived her, the master she respected most had deceived her, her heart was riddled with wounds.
Reflecting on her experiences of late was like reliving a nightmare.
Once, she was so proud and happy. She was the Capital Pearl, the young miss of the Ran Family, the Demon Exterminating Sect’s face officially endorsed by the court, the pearl of the Xuanji Sword Sect...
She had the man she liked, a master she regarded as kin, and sisters who were confidantes.
It seed she had everything.
Yet now, all of it had dissipated like a dream or a soap bubble.
She, who had always stood high since childhood, was now shattered, left with nothing.
No one could understand this kind of pain.
Of course, Yelü Miaomiao had no idea what the other had gone through, and kept comforting her:
"I don’t understand? Ha, I watched the Mr. Shenye I respected the most die in front of . I understand that kind of sadness. And I was also... err... defiled by a beastly fellow at that ti..."
Ran Qingchen was sowhat shocked upon hearing this.
This beautiful girl with such a high level of cultivation had been violated?
Ran Qingchen’s feelings were imdiately complex.
Any woman wouldn’t talk about such a painful experience with others, yet the other party, in order to comfort her, had revealed her own scars. Ran Qingchen felt deeply moved inside.
"Then what? Did you kill the beast that defiled you?"
Ran Qingchen asked curiously.
Yelü Miaomiao shook her little head, "Of course not, he later beca my husband."
"Ah?"
Ran Qingchen’s almond-shaped eyes widened, shocked once again.
But on second thought, she relaxed. In this world of traditional beliefs, once a girl’s chastity was ruined, she would either beco a nun and escape into the Dharma, seek death, or forcibly live with the man who insulted her, pinching her nose the whole ti. Only a small part could find happiness.
Clearly, the other party had chosen to wrong herself.
Ran Qingchen’s look toward the other was filled with sympathy.
Such a high level of cultivation, yet she wronged herself, showing that the beast’s power was even higher.
She hesitated for a mont, then gently took Yelü Miaomiao’s hand and said softly, "Sister, if you want to kill that beast, I can help you."
"Ah?"
This ti, it was Yelü Miaomiao who was surprised.
She blinked and only after a long while did she realize that the other party had misunderstood. She quickly laughed and said, "You’re mistaken, I love my husband very much, and we truly love each other."
Ran Qingchen was stunned.
Could it be that the other party’s feelings had developed from love?
Seeing that the other’s expression was not in jest, Ran Qingchen couldn’t be bothered to ask further and said self-deprecatingly, "I thought you were like , but as long as you two are in love, that is good. How many in this world can truly love each other, I hope you’ll be happy forever."
"Like you? Were you violated as well?"
Yelü Miaomiao was taken aback.
Ran Qingchen shook her head, her expression wistful, "My husband ran off with another woman."
"What!?"
Yelü Miaomiao’s face was filled with disbelief, "Big sister, how many won in the world are more beautiful than you? Your husband was blind to run off with another woman?"
Ran Qingchen’s expression grew dark: "Actually, it’s my fault too, this is my retribution."
Yelü Miaomiao was speechless.
Her husband ran off with another woman, and she was still blaming herself?
This was just like that girl Qu.
Yelü Miaomiao clenched her fists in anger and cursed, "What’s going on recently? Coming across so many faithless n. I knew a friend whose man was also fooling around with another woman, and the key is that she refused to give up.
You too, other won have lured your husband away, and you still think it’s your fault, you both really have opened my eyes. If it were , I would have castrated him!"
As Yelü Miaomiao ranted, she couldn’t help but feel sowhat relieved.
Thankfully, her own man was very faithful.
Ran Qingchen gave a wan smile, stood up wearily, and said, "Alright, I won’t disturb you any longer, let’s part ways here. I’m truly thankful for this eting, I’m happy to have t you, a friend like you."
"Where are you going?" Yelü Miaomiao asked.
Ran Qingchen took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the emotions welling up inside her. She didn’t answer the question. Instead, she took out a bracelet and offered it to her.
"Keep this gift, you’re a good person. If fate allows, we’ll et again in the future."
With that, the woman turned and left.
Good person?
Yelü Miaomiao watched as the other’s figure disappeared, scratching her head and saying, "I didn’t even introduce myself."
She picked up the golden bracelet, looking at it closely, but her brows furrowed.
Strange, this bracelet... it looks familiar.
It resembled the bracelets she had bought in Fengcheng, and Jiang Mo had been the one to pay for them at that ti.
Perhaps it was just a coincidence.
Yelü Miaomiao didn’t think much of it and stowed the bracelet close to her, deciding to go in search of Qu Hongling.
——
Ti silently slipped away.
The Heavenly Tribulation Divine Armor had already beco one with Jiang Shouzhong’s body, the swirling brown-black threads like fine veins, slowly sinking beneath the skin and being completely absorbed.
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