Capítulo 709: Chapter 709: Side Story: Vermilion Bird x Xue Lingling (2)
Xue Lingling was already familiar with these processes; every ti she read the notes, she knew who she was.
She had two close maidservants, one nad Zha Yina, the other Zha Yirui, who were sisters.
Xue Lingling flipped through the pages; one of the notebooks was filled with the na Vermilion Bird.
He was the Dark Guard Commander?
Loved to tell stories.
Would take her to eat all kinds of delicacies.
Would carry her ho after she drank too much.
It seed that this person nad Vermilion Bird was very important to her.
But why was she increasingly unable to rember what he looked like?
The harder she tried to think, the more splitting her headache beca.
Zha Yina stood by Xue Lingling’s side, pointing to the notebook written full of Vermilion Bird’s na, and said, “Princess, every night you ask us to hide this notebook and quietly give it to you the next day.”
Xue Lingling nodded, but why couldn’t she rember who Vermilion Bird really was? She only knew of one sentence written in the notebook, not to tell anyone—it’s a secret she held deep in her heart.
She couldn’t tell her elder brother, nor her father; it was a secret solely hers.
As the sun rose and set, in the blink of an eye another day’s sunset arrived, and Xue Lingling helped the clan’s elder organize the herbs.
She was still very familiar with these tasks, it seed like a natural bodily response, not forgotten.
After placing the last herbal plant into the basket, Xue Lingling suddenly rembered who Vermilion Bird was.
Vermilion Bird’s features gradually beca clear before her—it was an attractive man, with a sword adorned with a golden handle at his waist, cold-faced yet warm-hearted.
Her heartbeat gradually accelerated as she recalled her lips landing on Vermilion Bird’s cheek.
Then all the images vanished; Xue Lingling painfully furrowed her brow—could Vermilion Bird be her sweetheart?
Perhaps they had long ago pledged themselves to each other?
Then why had Vermilion Bird never co looking for her?
Could it be that Vermilion Bird abandoned her?
The two maidservants saw the painful expression on Xue Lingling’s face and knew the princess must have rembered sothing again.
“Vermilion Bird! I must go find Vermilion Bird!” Xue Lingling seed to have made up her mind and ran outside swiftly.
“Princess!” Zha Yina shouted, and she and her sister chased after her.
Every day, around this ti, Xue Lingling would want to go find Vermilion Bird.
Every night, Xue Lingling would write Vermilion Bird’s na in the notebook, as every morning upon waking up, she would forget who Vermilion Bird was; thus, Xue Lingling told them not to ntion Vermilion Bird to anyone and also to remind her of Vermilion Bird’s importance.
However, the Zha sisters were really afraid of sothing happening to Xue Lingling, so they went to tell Xue Zhenyi.
“Quick, chase after the princess,” the maidservants shouted; imdiately, several guards from the tribe ca to bring Xue Lingling back ho.
Seeing his daughter relapse again, Xue Zhenyi imdiately called the High Priest.
By the bonfire’s side, the High Priest encircled Xue Lingling, performing an exorcism, while the Pharmacist brought the prepared dicated soup, which Xue Lingling drank.
Xue Lingling’s emotions gradually cald down; she sat there dazed and then returned to her room, silently taking out a pen to write a sentence.
Don’t forget Vermilion Bird; he is important.
Watching the back of his daughter, Xue Zhenyi felt incomparable sorrow, knowing she had been preoccupied with a person nad Vermilion Bird ever since returning from Ding’an City, but he couldn’t implicate others.
Aside from him and the two maidservants caring for Xue Lingling, no one knew about this.
He also didn’t want Xue Yifeng to know, for Xue Yifeng might inform this Vermilion Bird.
Each day seed like a new beginning for Xue Lingling, awakening the next day to be reintroduced to who she was, and who her family was.
His daughter’s illness left a possibility—if this man nad Vermilion Bird rejected his daughter, he would rather take care of her until she grew old.
…
Day in and day out, this repeated cycle occurred, and when sunset approached, Xue Lingling’s ailnt would act up; everyone beca accustod to it.
The morning sunlight spilled over Xue Lingling’s cheek, and the gentle breeze blew, her forehead adorned with agate resembling the evening glow, thin feathers in her hair swaying lightly with the wind.
After grooming and dressing, Xue Lingling also finished reading all her notes.
Her gaze was as innocent as a newborn’s, glancing at the blue sky, white clouds, sunshine outside her window, and the baaing of sheep within the tribe.
In good spirits, Xue Lingling went out to help the neighboring elder with the sheep.
Though the Poisonous Insect Clan raised sheep, they did not slaughter them, only drank their milk and collected wool.
Xue Lingling held a lamb in her arms, sitting on the grass dazed.
It seed like she loved this serene life, yet felt as if sothing was missing.
She gazed at the sky, suddenly shadowed entirely beneath a cast, enveloped in a figure’s presence.
Dazedly, Xue Lingling looked at the man before her, distinguishing his appearance from anyone else in the tribe.
Especially with his attire, it differed greatly from the tribal n.
Yet, Xue Lingling didn’t find it odd, instead feeling that he looked handso and dashing.
Who was he?
Vermilion Bird gazed at Xue Lingling who looked at him with a bewildered expression, her skin as tender as an infant’s, flushed with delicate pink.
Her eyes glittered like clear springs, lashes long and curling, distinctly defined; her lips curved in a kind smile akin to sumr sunlight, naïve and lovely.
Compared to four years ago, her appearance hadn’t changed much, only adding so youthful charm.
However, upon hearing her next words, Vermilion Bird froze, his heart instantly sinking.
“Who are you looking for?” Xue Lingling curiously asked.
At that mont, Vermilion Bird was certain Xue Lingling truly didn’t rember him.
“Princess!” The two maidservants saw Xue Lingling approached by a stranger, instantly gathering around.
“Who are you!” Zha Yina questioned.
Vermilion Bird glanced at them, “I ca from Ding’an City, here to see Xue Lingling.”
The maidservants’ pupils simultaneously dilated—was this handso man indeed the one the princess wrote about in her notebooks, Vermilion Bird!
Xue Lingling looked at the maidservants in suspicion, asking, “Do you know him?”
The maidservants’ expressions turned serious; how should they explain?
Hugging the lamb, Xue Lingling, eyes matching the lamb’s blackness, looked at Vermilion Bird.
Vermilion Bird smiled, “Princess Xue Lingling, the person I know is you.”
Xue Lingling gestured at her cheek, “You know ?”
Patiently, Vermilion Bird knelt down, “I do; we’re very good… friends.”
He considered their rapport; it seed they were rely friends; his visit intended to persuade her father to let him take Xue Lingling for treatnt.
The world is vast; surely soone could cure Xue Lingling’s condition, and if not…
Thoughtfully, Vermilion Bird returned to the present.
Xue Lingling was ill; other matters could wait!
“We’re friends!” Xue Lingling stood, the white lamb in her arms bounced away.
Vermilion Bird nodded, “I can tell stories, would Princess Xue Lingling like to hear one?”
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