Chapter 1435: Chapter 109: No Regrets at This Mont
In the distant mountains of the landscape painting, there is actually soone there.
That person is actually speaking.
The voice is indescribable, if one must describe it, it’s like a bell tolling. Distant with residual sound.
Very calm, very clear-headed.
The listener should have self-awareness, should have self-reflection.
The extraordinarily beautiful female nun said, “If it is for his sake, I am unrepentant.”
The voice continued to drift out from the distant mountains in the painting: “Can one truly be unrepentant? Soday, under the green lamp and yellow scrolls, seeing mandarin ducks intertwining their necks, seeing fish swimming side by side… Can one truly be without resentnt?”
The female nun was silent for a mont, said, “I do not regret this mont.”
“Foolish child.” The voice from the distant mountains seed even further away, as if the speaker was walking further into the distance.
“You want to save him, I allow you. You want to settle him back in the sect, I also allow you. Even to help you cover your traces, erase the heavenly chanism, help you heal wounds and brew dicine… Whatever you want to do, I may not inquire. But you yourself must know what you are doing.”
The residual sound lingered, finally becoming unheard.
The kneeling female nun propped her hands on the mat, deeply bowed her head.
The mountains in this ink painting grew even more distant, the clouds lower, as if a rain was about to fall.
After a long period of ti, Yu Zhen finally raised her head, gazing at the birds ford by green smoke overhead, her face showing an inexplicable joy: “I seem like a flying bird.”
She said with a smile.
This smile is enough to shake spring, causing flowers and the moon to lose color.
It’s a pity that in this tiny room, no one can witness it.
Beauty in solitude.
Flowers bloom with a ti to wither, and smiles cannot last forever.
Not knowing what she thought of, she stopped smiling.
With a gentle move of her jade hand, she picked up a ceramic lid, covering the three-legged beast-shaped incense burner, and thus all the birds scattered.
She sighed lightly: “Too bad it’s just green smoke.”
…
…
When the moon had risen to the middle of the sky, Yu Zhen returned to the room.
She ca back a bit late tonight.
As usual, she tested the dicine, as usual brought it to the bedside, as usual poured it into Jiang Wang’s mouth.
The dicine was still hard to drink.
The difference was, Jiang Wang no longer frowned, and Yu Zhen no longer smiled.
After pouring the dicinal soup, Yu Zhen sat back at the tea table and poured herself a cup of tea.
At this ti, she faced the window with her back to the bed.
Unfortunately, the window was closed, unable to see the moonlight. The person on the bed lay stiffly, not looking at her.
The tea was slightly bitter, though not as bitter as the dicine.
After sipping slowly for a few mouthfuls, she gazed at the intricate patterns of the window lattice, and softly asked: “What were you thinking the first ti you saw ?”
Jiang Wang’s voice ca from behind—
“I don’t rember.”
The expected answer.
Yu Zhen does not love drinking tea, despite having tasted exquisite teas, she still finds tea too astringent.
She pushed the tea cup aside, and from the storage box withdrew a crane-spout jade pot, gently shook it, and the fragrance of alcohol filled the room.
She drank two sips from the pot’s spout.
Then asked: “Want a drink?”
“No.” Jiang Wang replied calmly.
Yu Zhen suddenly stood up, her jade fingers hooked onto the pot’s handle, swaggered back to the bedside.
A hint of blush on her face, her beautiful eyes seemingly cloaked in drunkenness.
Despite wearing monk’s attire and hat, her charm was undeniable.
She gazed into Jiang Wang’s eyes and asked firmly: “If I insist that you drink?”
Lying on the bed, Jiang Wang remained expressionless: “Then I can only drink.”
“Sensible!” Yu Zhen praised, said, “Open your mouth!”
Thus Jiang Wang opened his mouth.
Yu Zhen tilted the wine pot, allowing the jade-like wine to draw a perfect arc in the air, accurately landing into Jiang Wang’s mouth.
“How is it?” Yu Zhen stopped pouring the wine, asked.
Jiang Wang quietly drank.
“Compared to drinking wine, I think we both have more important matters.” He said.
Perhaps due to the wine’s potency, Yu Zhen suddenly seed angry, reached out with another hand, grasped Jiang Wang’s left cheek with her thumb and forefinger and pinched hard.
Looking at the oddly twisted Jiang Wang, she laughed heartily.
Laughter brought the question: “You are now fish on a cutting board, how dare you bare your teeth at ?”
Jiang Wang’s face was pinched, but he calmly replied: “One may be fish, or the butcher knife. The wheel of fortune turns, it’s a very ordinary thing. So things can be yielded, so cannot.”
Yu Zhen boldly looked at him and twisted even harder: “Why pretend to be an enlightened monk for ? Face can yield, tongue cannot?”
Jiang Wang replied calmly: “You can do anything, even kill , I cannot resist. But will that bring you joy?”
Yu Zhen released his cheek, said resentfully, “You just rely on my sincere feelings for you, knowing I won’t harm you. With such reliance without fear, acting on whim!”
Jiang Wang lowered his eyes and said: “You scold rightly.”
Yu Zhen held the wine pot with one hand, propped herself near Jiang Wang’s face with the other, lowering her head to et his eyes: “You are now quite troubleso, no longer that naive, simple youngster. Why don’t you deceive with soft words, say you have feelings for , wish to spend every morning and night with … Then, when your injuries are healed, wouldn’t the world be yours? No longer needing my favor!”
Jiang Wang remained silent.
“Because I am in your heart, you cannot lie about such things!”
“I do not.”
“Ha, you do not?” Yu Zhen lowered her gaze upon him, her beautiful eyes carrying a scorching warmth, the alcohol mingling with her breath, colliding with him: “Do you know what I want to do now?”
Jiang Wang simply said: “I hope you respect .”
“What are you thinking of?” Yu Zhen softly spat: “Pah, filthy rogue.”
This soft “pah”, gentle and tender like a cat’s tail tickling you.
Jiang Wang: …
Yu Zhen propped up gently, straightened herself, turned without hesitation, leisurely walked back.
“You should leave!” She said.
Jiang Wang was montarily taken aback, only then realizing. Blood coursing, muscles alive, his body’s strength had recovered, the Five Mansions Sea already resud functioning. Though far from peak, at least five-tenths normal condition, “leaving”… posed no issue.
The sip of wine just now seed like a key, unlocking the “lock” on his bodily condition.
Yet Jiang Wang had thought the “lock” was his injury, now it seed Yu Zhen had other ans.
“You’re far too unwilling to let yourself go, this ti the injury requires quiet recuperation. So I used a little trick… Now you are free. Want to cultivate, then cultivate, want to fight, then fight, no one will restrict you.” Yu Zhen sat with her back to him, explained leisurely, then asked: “What, can’t bear to leave?”
Jiang Wang imdiately rose from the bed.
Yu Zhen added: “Your personal belongings, including that tattered cloth attire, are all in the storage box by the bed. Don’t forget and make excuses to co find later.”
Jiang Wang had to turn back and retrieve the storage box.
“Jiang Wang, oh Jiang Wang.” Yu Zhen sighed: “Ask yourself, if I were not in your heart, with your unparalleled prowess in winning the Yellow River Leader, how could you just now discover your ability to move again?”
Jiang Wang paused his bent posture fetching the storage box, said sullenly: “I have no unparalleled prowess, in a ti without heroes, soone like gets renowned. Injured long, slow to react, it’s entirely normal.”
Bang!
Yu Zhen shattered the wine pot on the floor, squeezed out a word through clenched teeth: “Get out!”
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