Urbaner Blumentraum - Kapitel 113
"The Blood Pavilion is located at the foot of Purple Lotus Ridge in Snow Peak Mountain. It's not far from here, and if the journey doesn't take too long, it can be done in six or seven days," Feng Xuese said, holding her hand.
Although Feng Xuese couldn't see, Zhu Huihui still shook her head and comforted him, "Don't worry about me, hero. I'm not going to the Blood Tower to cause trouble. I'm going to deliver a message. They shouldn't make things difficult for me."
Sigh! What a fool the hero is! Nothing is more important than his eyes. Besides, why did she leave? Wasn't it because she was afraid that Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan would be unhappy if they saw her, and that it would affect their medical skills?
Just as Feng Xuese was about to speak, Yan Shenhan, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, "Miss Zhu, when you go to the Blood Tower, I also have something to ask of you."
"What's up?"
“There’s a man named Tang Gu in the Blood Pavilion who’s a friend of mine. But we haven’t seen each other for a long time. Please give him my regards.” Yan Shenhan took off a jade pendant from his waist. “This was given to me by Tang Gu. Keep it with you, and the people in the Blood Pavilion will not make things difficult for you.”
"Great!" Zhu Huihui took the jade pendant, examined it. The jade was bluish-white, with a pure color. She didn't know much about good or bad jade, but Yan Shenhan was the young master of the Deep Ice Realm. Things he carried should be worth a lot of money, right? She immediately put it in her pocket and said happily, "When I see this person, I will pass on your greetings!"
"Thank you for your trouble!" Yan Shenhan nodded. "When you get to Xuefeng Mountain, take this jade pendant off and hang it on your waist. When the people from Jianxuelou see it, they will contact you."
Every organization in the martial arts world has someone specifically responsible for external liaison, and Tang Gu is the liaison for the Blood-Seeing Pavilion. Born into a branch of the Tang Clan in Sichuan, he possesses not only unparalleled skill in concealed weapons but is also eloquent, shrewd, and cautious, holding a very high position within the Blood-Seeing Pavilion. With his protection, no one would dare to harm this child.
You know Tang Gu, and you understand Yan Shenhan's character even better. He would never make such an arrangement if he wasn't extremely confident. After hesitating for a moment, he finally agreed and said, "Huihui, I'll send two people to take you to the Blood Pavilion."
Xuefeng Mountain isn't far from Dongting Lake; the journey would take a maximum of seven days if travel time is uninterrupted. Moreover, the entire route is within Fengxue City's territory, where ordinary martial artists wouldn't dare to act rashly. Furthermore, the people of Jianxuelou would likely show some respect upon seeing Yan Shenhan's jade pendant. The real concern is those elusive men in black; their assassination methods are difficult to defend against. However, things are gradually becoming clearer; Zhu Huihui is no longer of any value to assassinate, so they probably won't attack her casually.
"Okay." Zhu Huihui nodded. "Then I'm off." Without saying goodbye to everyone, she started walking away.
Madam Wan suddenly said, "Wait a moment!"
Zhu Huihui turned around in surprise, pointing at her own nose: "Me?"
Madam Wan nodded.
Zhu Huihui was pleasantly surprised that Madam Wan would speak to her first, and hurried over in a few steps: "Madam, is there something you need?"
Madam Wan looked at her; her rosy cheeks were full of joy, and her eyes shone with affection as she looked at her… Could such a lovely face really be related to that wicked woman?
She sighed softly, "I've come to see your injury."
Zhu Huihui obediently stretched out her right arm and pulled up her sleeve. Xi Yeyan saw that the slender arm under the sleeve was covered in dark and gray patches, making it impossible to see the natural color of her skin, and couldn't help but laugh. Zhu Huihui gave him an embarrassed glare.
Madam Wan, however, showed no disgust at the child's dirtiness. She placed her fingers on Zhu Huihui's wrist, concentrating on taking her pulse, her brows furrowing slightly: The child's injuries from a few days ago have fully healed, but her qi and blood are still noticeably abnormal, and the vigorous energy lurking within her body seems to have intensified...
Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Zhu Huihui did not dare to urge her.
After a long while, the lady breathed a slight sigh of relief: "It's alright, you can go now."
"Yes!" Zhu Huihui was in a good mood when he saw that the madam seemed to dislike him less. He smiled at the master and madam and turned away.
As Madam Wan watched her retreating figure, her heart felt heavy.
She is a healer, and saving lives is her mission. Regardless of the relationship between Zhu Huihui and Yu Xiaoyao, she is still a child after all. She was completely baffled by that unusual surge of blood...
Mr. Chen gently placed his hand in his wife's hand.
Jianghu Tianhenqing II 11 2009-08-17 10:18 As dusk settled and a gentle evening breeze blew, the daytime heat had subsided somewhat, but it was still terribly hot.
Hua Hua was sleeping on the deck of the boat, her tail swishing back and forth.
Zhu Huihui leaned against the side of the boat, holding a large basket in her arms, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, and sometimes sighing.
She frowned because she was worried that the hero's eyes couldn't be healed; and she sighed because she might not be able to eat the xiaolongbao the hero was treating her to!
Because she insisted on traveling at night, the two people that Fengxuese sent to accompany her were not only shrewd and capable, but also excellent boatmen, and they sailed as smoothly at night as during the day.
Zhu Huihui looked out, but could no longer see Hidden Spirit Island. Bored, she uncovered the white cloth covering the basket in her arms. This wasn't something she'd "borrowed" from Hidden Spirit Island; Feng Xuese had personally given it to her before boarding the ship. The basket contained some food, such as these steamed buns wrapped in fresh lotus leaves.
The scene of saying goodbye to Feng Xuese just now was still vivid in her mind.
Feng Xuese stood on the dock and took the basket from the housekeeper, Granny Ding: "Huihui, these buns are freshly steamed from the kitchen. Share them with Huahua when you're hungry tonight. Oh, and I also promised to take you to eat the soup dumplings at Gusu Bumianlou. I'll take you there when you come back."
Zhu Huihui lowered her head: "Great hero, I... I might not come back."
Feng Xuese raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"
"After I go to the Blood-Seeing Tower, I'm going to find my mother!" Zhu Huihui looked at his warm yet empty eyes and felt very sad. She comforted him, "Hero, if... if you can't see anymore in the future, then send someone to find me, and I'll come back to be your eyes."
Feng Xuese stroked her hair: "Whether I can see or not, I will come to find you. So—" he said slowly, "you'd better be good and don't do anything bad, otherwise—" He moved his hand down, stroked her neck, and then nodded with satisfaction…
Even though they were already on the ship, Zhu Huihui still couldn't help but shudder when she recalled that detail. She was certain that the swordsman had touched her neck, searching for the best spot to cut her!
"I did something bad, can you let me know?"
She muttered something to herself, grabbed a steamed bun, and took a bite. The delicious meat filling and soft bun skin released a burst of flavorful broth as she bit into it.
Hua Hua smelled the aroma of the food and had already come over, sniffing around and making "humming" noises.
Zhu Huihui felt a headache coming on just looking at its plump body, so she tossed it two steamed buns. Hua Hua swallowed them both in one gulp. The enemy wasn't full, so it nudged her legs with its long snout.
Zhu Huihui immediately grabbed the basket and darted out of the cabin, sitting at the stern to eat alone, ignoring the two experts from Maple Snow City beside her.
The two masters thought to themselves: How could a man as noble and virtuous as the young master recognize such a dirty child as his sworn sister? Not only does she share food with pigs, but the hands she uses to hold the steamed buns are even darker than their own hands, tanned from years of roaming the martial world…
Zhu Huihui noticed them staring at her hands, wondering what they meant. After a moment's thought, it dawned on her—they were hungry and wanted her steamed buns! Unfortunately, she never shared food with anyone except Zhu Huahua. So she immediately turned her back to them—to prevent them from getting greedy and trying to snatch them!
Just then, a boat cut through the lake and quietly approached them.
The two experts exclaimed "Huh?" and picked up the weapons beside them.
Zhu Huihui was startled, thinking that the enemy had arrived. Her first action was to cover her head and lie on the boat. After waiting for a long time without any movement, she quietly looked up.