Scheidung ist eine Kleinigkeit

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This is a story about a seemingly arrogant but actually useless female protagonist who is repeatedly kidnapped by a villain.

But in the end, who robbed whom, and who was whose robbery?

Is there any love in this world that is wholehearted and unwavering, lasting until old age and death?

Content tags: Jianghu feuds, unrequited love, childhood sweethearts, bickering lovers

Search keywords: Main character: Yun Chan | Supporting characters: Xia Yi, Lou Lou, Qian Jun, Shen Yao | Others: Jianghu, Wulin, Demon Lords, Righteous Sects, etc.

1. First robbery

The news that the daughter of the Flying Cloud Fortress lord had been whipped sent shivers down the spines of the entire martial arts world.

"I heard that Miss Yun was betrothed to the master of Xiaming Manor when they were children. Who is so bold as to dare to hit the future young mistress of the number one manor in the world?"

"Shh—don't you know? The one who hit her is that Master Xia!"

"Yes, yes, I also heard that later, Xiaming Manor gave Feiyun Fortress the sacred medicine Seven-Return Spirit Sand as an apology!"

"That legendary Seven-Return Spirit Sand that can supposedly bring the dead back to life? Good heavens, could it be that Master Xia's whip has nearly ripped half of Miss Yun's life off?"

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On a dark and windy night, in the boudoir of the young lady of Feiyun Fortress, a tall and slender figure stood silently before her bed.

Because of the whip marks on her back, Yun Chan could only lie face down on the bed and couldn't sleep very soundly. In her drowsy state, she noticed someone watching her and opened her eyes.

The moment Yun Chan saw the figure in front of the bed, she grabbed a pillow without hesitation and threw it at him—"You damn Xia Yi, coming into my room to catch ghosts in the middle of the night!"

The room was quite dark, devoid of moonlight. The person gently caught the pillow, their tone tinged with surprise: "You recognized me in this darkness?"

Even if you were reduced to ashes, I would still recognize you!

The figure was none other than Xia Yi, the man who had been rumored to have lashed Miss Yun with a whip.

Now that they'd been discovered, the visitor simply blew on a tinderbox to light the lamps in the room. Holding up the candlestick, Master Xia arrogantly raised his chin: "Come, let me see the wound on your back."

As he spoke, his eyes sparkled with a captivating charm, and even the dim candlelight couldn't conceal his alluring beauty, so enchanting that it was simply mesmerizing.

Unfortunately, Yun Chan found this beauty repulsive and unacceptable: "What? If my wounds aren't deep enough, do you want to give me another lash?"

Upon hearing this, the man glanced at her with his beautiful peach blossom eyes: "Still angry? Come to think of it, you brought that whipping on yourself. I wasn't going to hit you, but you threw yourself on that girl."

Listen to that tone—so arrogant, utterly oblivious to the fact that he had hurt her. Yun Chan immediately flew into a rage: "Ji Yue is my girl! Hitting her is hitting me!"

"Hmph, a mere servant doesn't deserve your protection." The culprit scoffed. "You've always been like this since you were little, never learning your lesson no matter how many times you've been wronged."

Yun Chan grew even angrier: "Master Xia came in the middle of the night just to teach me a lesson?"

Upon being asked this, the man's face suddenly turned a strange red, and he awkwardly pulled out a medicine box and tossed it to her: "Here, the best wound medicine in the village."

She couldn't help but sneer, "Master Xia is too kind. He has already given us the Seven-Return Spirit Sand, a sacred medicine. Yun Chan can't accept any more."

"The Seven-Return Spirit Sand was given to you by Steward Li without permission, his only purpose being to save face for your Flying Cloud Fortress. Besides, that medicine is for prolonging life, how could it possibly heal your whip wounds?!" After a pause, the man glanced at her again and added, "This Golden Wound Medicine can regenerate tissue and heal..."

"Scar, if it weren't for the fact that we're childhood sweethearts, why would I have gone through all this trouble to come here so late at night?"

What a fine line: "I'm giving you medicine, it's a huge favor, you should be grateful and accept it if you know what's good for you."

Yun Chan grabbed the medicine box and threw it violently against the foot of the bed: "Childhood sweethearts? What a wonderful childhood sweetheart! When I was seven, you pushed me into the water to laugh at me; when I was eight, you let go of the phoenix I had worked so hard to catch; when I was nine, you tricked me into going to the woods to test my courage..."

He left me behind and ran away...

"Hmph, you're not bad either." When the past came up, Xia Yi's eyes lost their allure. "Didn't you pull me down with you at the last moment when we fell into the water? I let your fish go, and you threw my Azure Phoenix Sword off the cliff. A test of courage..."

When I came back to find you that time, you were ruthless enough to lure me into a hunter's hole, and it took you three whole days to send someone to rescue me..."

These years of resentment would be brought up and counted every time the two argued, and they remembered each other's grievances better than the Three Character Classic.

Finally, Yun Chan took a deep breath and said fiercely, "Take back your lousy medicine and disappear from my sight right now. Otherwise, don't blame me for calling the guards! Ha, the dignified master of Xia Ming Manor, appearing in a woman's boudoir late at night, if word gets out..."

"If word gets out, it seems you'll be the one who suffers," the man interrupted her dismissively, laughing with an air of smug confidence.

Yun Chan laughed as well: "Xia Ming Manor has always prided itself on being the most prestigious and righteous sect in the martial arts world. If word gets out, how good will your reputation be!"

Provoke her? Then let's fight to the death.

Just as the woman was about to gather her inner energy and shout out, Master Xia quickly flew forward and covered her mouth.

I almost forgot, this woman in front of me is no ordinary person. She's absolutely capable of doing something that would inflict eight hundred damage on the enemy while also losing a thousand of her own.

However, the next moment, the guards' shouts rang out from outside—"Assassins!"

No way? Did someone find out after all?

The entire manor seemed to be awakened by the shout, and in an instant, chaos erupted. Master Xia's expression finally lost its composure, and cold sweat broke out on his face, which was as beautiful as the bright moon in the sky.

The next instant, Yun Chan felt a gust of wind sweep past her. When she came to her senses and looked again, the man's figure had vanished without a trace from her room, leaving only his voice drifting in the night wind—"You little brat, that medicine was specially delivered to you."

"What's here, you can't refuse."

She looked down and noticed that the box of medicine she had tossed to the foot of the bed had somehow been placed back in her hand. She raised her hand to throw it away again, but her hand froze mid-air. After a moment's thought, she finally withdrew her hand and snorted coldly.

The voice said, "Does this person even have a brain?! How am I supposed to explain to people where this medicine was obtained?"

Looking around, there seemed to be nowhere to hide, so Yun Chan had no choice but to put the medicine box into her bosom.

Why do I have to feel this guilty, you bastard!

The cold wind outside was still howling into the room, and Yun Chan became even more resentful: "Damn it, he just left through the window without even closing it!"

Braving the cold wind, she climbed out of bed and was about to walk towards the window when she suddenly felt someone behind her. Just as she was about to turn around, a warm hand was already gripping her neck.

"Don't move." The person behind her spoke gently, but the hand gripping her neck was quite strong.

Yun Chan then realized that the guard's cry of "There's an assassin!" didn't mean he had discovered Xia Yi, but that there really was an assassin.

Before she could even think of a solution, the door was flung open, and Lady Qin Hu, the mistress of Feiyun Fortress, rushed in with a group of guards.

Moonlight streamed in through the doorway, illuminating Yun Chan's slender figure. Behind her stood a man dressed in white, his face partially obscured by a crimson demon mask. One arm encircled Yun Chan's waist from behind, while the other suddenly wrapped around her waist.

With just a little force, Miss Yun's slender neck could be snapped in an instant.

Seeing the scene inside, the people at the door dared not make a move.

The person clinging to Yun Chan's back remained calm and composed, practically hanging on her back, and slowly said, "If you want her to live, exchange her for the Seven-Return Spirit Sand."

The voice wasn't loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Upon hearing this, Qin Hu, the wife of the fortress lord, immediately flew into a rage: "What a joke! What do you think our Flying Cloud Fortress is, daring to come here and cause trouble! If you know what's good for you, release Xiao Chan now, and I might let you die a little more easily."

Mother! Don't threaten people like this! If you must say something, please say, "Let her go and I'll spare your life," okay?

The man in white smiled gently: "Oh? With Miss Yun buried with me, I'm not really at a disadvantage."

Qin Hu had a fiery temper and had no intention of wasting words with a thief. Before the man could finish speaking, she had already flashed forward and thrust her sword out. Her movement was extremely fast, and she thought she was sure to succeed, but unexpectedly, the white-clad man was even faster, lightly flipping his clothes...

Sleeve, carrying the cicada, had already moved a few steps away.

Qin Hu was greatly alarmed, but without pausing, he shot two more silver needles at him.

Everyone only saw a flash of white light, and when they looked again, the two silver needles that Qin Hu had thrown had actually stuck firmly in Miss Yun's right arm.

Not only did Qin Hu's expression turn ugly, but Yun Chan's expression also turned ugly.

"It hurts so much, Mom! Is this needle poisoned?"

A suspicious blush instantly appeared on Qin Hu's face. She avoided her daughter's resentful gaze and stammered, "It's alright, Xiao Chan, don't worry, this little bit of poison won't kill you."

What do you mean by "I won't die," Mother? Don't try to downplay the seriousness of the matter!

Seeing that things had come to this point, resorting to force was no longer an option. The head maid of the fortress, Ji Yue, decisively waved her hand, and the guards by the door immediately understood, swarming towards the assassin. However, to their surprise, such a large group rushed forward, and not even a fleeting afterimage was seen.

They didn't catch him. The white-clad man moved like a ghost, and somehow, he had already leaped over the crowd and flown out of the house with Yun Chan, landing gently on the stone table in the courtyard.

Everyone turned around in a panic, their expressions a mixture of shock and fear—this villain's lightness skill was probably superior to everyone in Feiyun Fort, and by a significant margin.

Everyone stopped ten paces away from the assassin, and for a moment no one dared to go forward.

The assassin still clung lazily to Miss Yun's back, making the whip wound on her back sting painfully. Yun Chan couldn't help but shed a few tears: "Mother, save me!"

Qin Hu glared at her: "What are you crying for! How can the daughter of Feiyun Fortress be so disgraceful!"

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Standing to the side, Ji Yue thought to herself, "The lord of the fortress isn't here tonight. Judging from the thief's display of skill just now, there's probably no one in the fortress who can subdue him. If this drags on any longer, the thief will lose patience and it will only be detrimental to my young lady." Although Ji Yue was a maid, she and Yun Chan had a deep bond since childhood.

She couldn't help but say, "Madam, please get the medicine. Saving Miss is the most important thing."

Qin Hu understood the current situation. After a brief standoff, she reluctantly took out the medicine: "The Seven-Return Spirit Sand is here. Release my daughter now, and I will present the medicine with both hands."

The man in white looked at the medicine in her hand and smiled: "No wonder I couldn't find it anywhere in Feiyun Fortress. It turns out that Madam Yun carries it with her at all times. But how can I believe that this medicine is genuine?"

Qin Hu was furious: "I, this lady, keep my word. Would I lie to a thief like you?!"

The thief chuckled again, gently taking Miss Yun's right hand and lightly covering her little finger with his slender, white fingers. Before anyone could understand what he was about to do, a cracking sound rang out—the sound of bones breaking echoed in the air.

The sound was unusually jarring in the quiet darkness.

"Hmm, if she lies to me even once, I'll break one of her fingers." The man in white said with a smile, holding up the hostage's right hand.

Seeing her daughter's broken little finger twisted at an eerie angle, Qin Hu's face turned pale, and all her arrogance vanished. Ji Yue and the other guards beside her also gripped their weapons tightly, staring intently at the two above.

However, Miss Yun stopped crying at this moment. Even though her hand was in excruciating pain, she stubbornly endured it without uttering a sound, and even tried to straighten her body.