Urbaner Blumentraum - Kapitel 154
Yu Xiaoyao chuckled: "Your mother doesn't need to eat you to save her life!"
She thought to herself, "Actually, this child doesn't need to be so focused on eating that young lady's food to cure the poison. It's just that I can't tell her this, otherwise she definitely won't be so determined to bite people. If that's the case, how can I make those bitches Chen Mobai and Wan Ning sad? How can I vent my anger?"
Zhu Huihui, of course, couldn't fathom her mother's "insidious" thoughts. Then she remembered something else: "Mother, you said the poison in my blood is very potent, but why didn't Brother Liuyue die from the poison after tasting my blood? He was just made stupid by it."
"Brother Liu Yue?" Yu Xiaoyao asked, "That young man in yellow?"
“Mother, you know him! He is the child you once saved, and he lived with us for a long time.”
Yu Xiaoyao's gaze, though distant, fell upon Liu Yue, who was still frantically killing, and she murmured, "So, he was that child..."
Her thoughts seemed to drift back to a time long ago. After a long while, she came back to her senses and sighed softly.
Why did you poison him?
"It's...it's nothing serious!" Even though she was her mother, Zhu Huihui didn't want to tell her that Liu Yue was Kazama Yoru. "She just got upset and...she poisoned him! Luckily, she didn't kill him, otherwise she would have definitely regretted it."
Yu Xiaoyao smiled and didn't press for details, only saying, "You didn't poison him because he had taken many kinds of poisons made by your mother when he was young. However, when he met your mother, he was already a young boy and couldn't take too much. Otherwise, your mother would have already transformed him into an unparalleled genius in the world when it came to using poisons!"
"As for why he became stupid—" Yu Xiaoyao thought for a while and said, "Perhaps it's because the poison in your body came into contact with the poison in his body, creating a new kind of snow gu. Forgetting all past grievances, he only acts instinctively based on the attraction of blood. In this lifetime, as long as he doesn't die, he will stick with you and never leave!"
Has Brother Liuyue forgotten his past? So, he doesn't remember that he is Prince Zhu Liuyue, nor does he remember that he was once Kazama Yoru? That's... actually good for him, since he wasn't happy before anyway!
She was still a little worried and asked, "Mother, you said he has forgotten the past, but why did he help you kill that person just now? He seemed to recognize you!"
Yu Xiaoyao frowned and forced a smile, "Perhaps... perhaps he still retains some remnants of his past!" This was also what she found strange. Could it be that her past research was inaccurate?
Too lazy to think about it anymore, she stretched and said, "I'm leaving!"
Zhu Huihui grabbed her sleeve: "Mother, where are you going? Home?"
"We don't have a home!" Yu Xiaoyao laughed somewhat sadly. "I'm just like everyone else, wandering around aimlessly!"
"Take me with you. Hua Hua and Liu Yue Xiongnu, let's all go for a stroll together!"
Yu Xiaoyao glanced at her sideways and said, "I find you annoying!"
Zhu Huihui felt her pride was hurt, so she flung her sleeve away and retorted, "Actually, I find you annoying too!"
Yu Xiaoyao chuckled, turned, and left without even glancing at Chen Mobai and Wan Ning. She'd been entangled with them for most of her life, and although she was still resentful, she was also getting tired of it. From now on, let Huihui torment them!
Zhu Huihui watched her retreating figure and couldn't help but call out, "Then where am I supposed to find you?"
Yu Xiaoyao didn't turn around, but waved her hand with her back to her, her voice carrying from afar: "If anything happens, I'll come find you!"
"Heartless woman!" Zhu Huihui couldn't help but curse.
A flash of yellow, and Zhu Liuyue appeared beside her.
She turned to look, and there he was, with a face as handsome as jade, now radiating murderous intent. His lips and eyes still held their usual gentle smile; the cold cruelty of the massacre was completely gone. If it weren't for the bloodstains all over his apricot-colored robe, a horrifying sight, she would almost have thought he had just returned from a banquet in the magnificent Jade Palace.
Zhu Huihui peered into the battlefield and saw corpses everywhere. The fight was over; our heroes had won a complete victory, and all the Japanese warriors had been slaughtered. This would likely weaken the Japanese martial arts world for at least a decade, allowing the people of our Celestial Empire to enjoy more than ten years of peace and tranquility.
She stood on the rock, watching for a while. Thanks to "Kazama Yoru," she had seen many such scenes of killing and was no longer surprised. Her gaze followed the white-clad figure, also splattered with blood, for a moment, then she sighed deeply: "Brother Liu Yue, let's go!"
I don't remember where I heard it: "Leaving now is for a better return." My future goal is to devour Miss Mu. If I hang out with the hero, he'll always be on guard against me. How will I have a chance to bite her?
But by leaving now, he can lull the hero into a false sense of security, making him think that he has given up hope. After a while, the hero will naturally lower his guard, and then he can sneak into Miss Mu's room under the cover of darkness, open his blood-red maw, and take a big bite out of that slender, white arm...
A fierce battle ensued, resulting in numerous casualties. Mr. Chen, Mrs. Wan, and Chen Muwan were all busy caring for the wounded. Zhu Huihui, having made up her mind, didn't bother to say goodbye to everyone. Instead, she took Liu Yue's sleeve, brought Hua Hua, and quietly left.
"Snow Color, those Japanese dogs are truly insidious! No wonder they chose the gourd-shaped mountain path, and they actually buried a large amount of explosives on both sides of the valley, trying to take us all down with them! If Liu Yue hadn't suddenly attacked, our casualties would have been huge after they detonated the explosives!" west Yeyan said angrily.
Feng Xuese said calmly, "Perhaps no one understands the Japanese better than Zhu Liuyue!"
As he said this, he was standing on a high slope, gazing at the slender figure on the mountain road ahead, the young man in yellow beside her, and a huge spotted pig that kept wagging its tail and ears, lost in thought.
"Who? What?" Fang Jianwu and Yan Shenhan walked to his side, only catching the last part of his sentence, and asked in confusion.
Feng Xuese withdrew her gaze, then suddenly chuckled, replying seemingly out of the blue, "Nothing! I just... suddenly wanted to be a big boss..."
This courtyard always seems to be shrouded in mist.
Thick fog, heavy fog, light fog.
Black fog, white fog, leaden fog.
In the fog, the ancient hall appeared even more weathered and ancient.
The doors and windows of the main hall were always closed, so the light inside was very dim.
In the center of the hall, there was a brazier with a roaring fire. Scrolls, ledgers, letters, parchment scrolls, and other documents were constantly being thrown into the brazier, creating a swirling cloud of smoke.
The flames flickered and danced, casting shifting shadows on the faces of those around them.
But the main hall was very quiet.
Because that person hasn't spoken yet.
On a carved rosewood chair, a tall, middle-aged man leaned back, his hand supporting his chin in deep thought.
He had been in the same position for a long time, but no one dared to disturb him.
The fire in the brazier gradually weakened until only half a brazier of ashes remained, still sparkling.
The man finally spoke, his voice weary: "It's over!"