I am born a beauty, and I am supreme

Chapter 191

"When did you become so sentimental, Nineteen?" Dongchuang Weibai reached out and pinched her nose.

Tang Leyan sniffed: "I just feel that once a person is dead, nothing else matters."

“What’s the point of staring at each other all day without even being able to touch hands? People can’t handle that much pressure; they’ll go crazy,” Dongchuang Weibai sighed.

Tang Leyan suddenly thought of Chu Zhen.

Yes, if she's around him all day... she can't help but want to touch him. But he doesn't want to. So, even if she just looks at him all day... wouldn't that be enough?

She thought about it and decided against it.

She couldn't just be content with watching him.

She wanted more.

I want it purely, not just a little. I want it all!

If you spend all day looking at things but get nothing in return, you'll really go crazy.

The saying "The east window is not yet white" is correct.

"What are you thinking about so intently?" Dongchuang Weibai asked.

Tang Leyan realized: "I just feel sad."

Dongchuang Weibai nodded: "Who says otherwise? But it's their greatest tragedy that they are disciples of Tianmiao Peak."

Tang Leyan shuddered: "East window..."

Call me Wei Bai.

Tang Leyan frowned: "Wei Bai... how could you say that..."

"Since you're the only one here, I chased the guards fifty meters away when I came in," Dongchuang Weibai smiled and said. "Nineteen cares about me a lot."

Tang Leyan didn't know what to say, so she could only lower her head and sigh, "Sigh."

Dongchuang Weibai looked at her and said, "Speaking of which, Fifteen was really ruthless."

Tang Leyan agreed. Dongchuang Weibai said, "You've spent more time with him, so you should understand his nature. He killed the Silver Envoy first, causing the Gold Envoy to almost collapse. That man... waited so many days, it wasn't easy for him, yet he managed to endure it... Actually, when he volunteered to go to Shun, I knew he was prepared to die. Sure enough... Fifteen could do it, but he was also considerate, leaving the Gold Envoy a breath, allowing that man to return to Tianmiao Peak. I saw it with my own eyes. He died in front of the Silver Envoy's grave. Nineteen, you should have seen it. That night, the white plum blossoms were like snow. So fragrant, so fragrant, and there was the intoxication of wine. The blood that the Gold Envoy spat out stained the fallen plum blossoms crimson. It looked... it looked like... um... like the red paper scraps from burning firecrackers on a wedding night... Can you imagine how beautiful that was, Nineteen..." His voice was ethereal and longing, as if he were in a beautiful dream.

Tang Leyan felt a cool sensation on her face: "Stop talking. Wei Bai."

Dongchuang Weibai paused for a moment before saying, "Hmm. I won't say anymore. It's too scary to tell this to a little girl, isn't it? But I just think that the fact that they couldn't share a fur coat in life but can share a grave in death is a small compensation."

“But what’s the use? The person is already…” Tang Leyan said softly.

“You naughty girl,” Dongchuang Weibai paused for a moment, then laughed and said, “This is an extra clemency that I finally managed to get from the sect leader. I only buried them together because of their years of dedication to Tianmiao Peak. Aren’t you saying I’m meddling?”

“No, you certainly did a good deed, but I always feel that people should cherish their lives while they are alive.” Tang Leyan thought, trying to find the right words to express her meaning, “instead of waiting until everything is too late… before… before…”

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt Dongchuang Weibai tighten his grip on her arm: "This little girl has really grown up; she actually understands such profound truths."

Tang Leyan blushed and struggled for a moment: "No."

"Are you shy?" he asked.

Tang Leyan lowered her eyes: "No, I have always considered Wei Bai to be my best friend."

After a long while, before dawn, Dongchuang finally responded softly, "...Mmm..."

The wind whistled through the doorway.

Perhaps it was this extreme cold that prevented Tang Leyan from sleeping.

She asked, "The east window is not yet bright, what will happen to Chu Gexing?"

He just smiled.

"You should know what I mean by 'fish caught in the crossfire,' my little nineteen." Dongchuang Weibai's words always echoed in my ears.

Tang Leyan would sit, lie down, and stand at the palace gate, looking out.

Just as Dongchuang Weibai had said, no one was watching over her.

No one came to ask her to come outside for questioning.

But she knew she couldn't leave the palace.

Before Dongchuang Weibai left, he said the same thing to her.

"Stay here and everything will be fine, understand?" He pinched her cheek, then turned and drifted away.

That frail figure.

Tang Leyan watched him leave.

But no matter what, I couldn't calm down.

What does that mean?

The fish in the moat suffer the consequences; the fish in the moat suffer the consequences.

Does "not knowing how to avoid things" mean she doesn't know how to keep her distance from Chu Gexing?

Although she was forbidden from recognizing her fellow sect members after descending the mountain, well... there was no way to avoid it, especially since she had already tried her best to avoid it.

Was it really necessary to take such drastic measures to pull people back to Tianmiao Peak?

Or perhaps... Tianmiao Peak has actually discovered that matter...

She shivered.

They arrested her, naturally treating her as an accomplice, but Dongchuang Weibai told her she was just an innocent bystander and that he would guarantee her safety, meaning the crime wasn't that serious. Besides, no one had ever questioned her except for Dongchuang Weibai who came once... no one else had seen her, and she hadn't been thrown into the dungeon for interrogation by the executioners. So what was the point of keeping her alive?

Thinking of the look in Dongchuang Weibai's eyes before he left: "Stay here and everything will be fine..."

He said that.

So the point of her coming back is to stay here.

Just stay here, that's fine.

Why? Why force her to stay here...?

Two words flashed through my mind: "bait."

Tang Leyan frowned, gripping the door of the palace entrance. She was momentarily flustered and thought to herself, "It's no use. If he wanted to anger these people, he wouldn't abandon his pre-existing arrangements for anyone. So... he won't act rashly."

She comforted herself in this way, then craned her neck to look down the mountain.

Chapter 253: Who Can Understand My Meaning?

"I heard you went to see Nineteen?"

A soft voice came from the bed with the curtains drawn.

Clad in flowing white robes, she entered the main hall before dawn, but instead of going to the bedside, she gently sat down at the table and said, "Yes, so what? Are you unhappy?"

The man didn't answer, but asked instead, "You knew I was unhappy, that's why you went?"

"No, I went because I knew you were happy," Dongchuang Weibai replied. He reached for a pot of wine on the table, poured himself a cup, and tasted it.

"Oh, why would I be happy? Tell me why," the person behind the tent asked with interest.

"Sect Master, it's enough to keep it to yourself," Dongchuang Weibai smiled. "It wouldn't look good if we said it out loud."

The man paused, then asked calmly, "Xiao Bai, do you think you understand my thoughts so well?"

“I didn’t say that,” Dongchuang Weibai shrugged and raised an eyebrow. “You have even less reason to think that way.”

"Haha..." The man laughed twice, his voice low and slow. The bed curtains moved without wind, and a pair of feet in snow-white stockings touched the ground.

Before dawn, with his back to the other side, he quietly frowned.

The man walked slowly and quietly to the spot before dawn.

Suddenly she leaned down and gently sniffed his shoulder.

Before dawn, without making a sound, he raised his hand and drank the wine in his cup.

A hand reached out, grasped his hand, pressed it down, and gently placed the cup on the table.

Before dawn, Dongchuang glanced at the empty wine cup on the table and slowly said, "Sect Leader, are you in such high spirits today?"

"What?" the person behind me asked softly.

Before dawn, he was unable to control his own body, but his eyes were fixed on the palace gate with its heavy curtains and drapes. He said, "The wind and snow are raging. The fifteenth will be back soon."

"Really?" The voice carried a hint of excitement that went unnoticed by others.

"Is the sect leader unhappy?" Dongfang Weibai smiled coldly, having already discerned the truth.

“I’m…happy, very happy,” he replied.

"Sect Master..." Before the words were finished, Dongchuang Weibai's expression changed, his once exquisitely handsome face contorted with pain.

"You're being very talkative today," Ao Shitianzong said softly from behind him. "Why? Hmm?"

Dongchuang Weibai's face was pale: "Sect Master... has always been discerning, so naturally you know why."

Aoshi Tianzong chuckled softly: "You have the scent of Nineteen on you."

"Did this taste please the sect leader?" He smiled wryly.

"What an understanding Xiaobai."

His hand slowly moved upwards along Dongchuang Weibai's back, sliding down to his shoulder and then gently caressing his neck. Dongchuang Weibai pursed his lips as his fingers touched Dongchuang Weibai's chin. Suddenly, he lifted Dongchuang Weibai's chin, forcing him to look up.

Before dawn, Dongchuang gazed at the familiar face before him. The face, with its arched eyebrows and gentle, jade-like features, carried a faint smile, making him appear like a learned scholar, untouched by worldly affairs. However, his eyes were a pale purple, and the light emanating from them seemed to carry a sinister aura, capable of chilling one to the bone.

Their eyes met, and under the watchful gaze of the Aoshitian Sect, Dongchuang Weibai slowly closed his eyes.

Through the obstruction of clouds, mist, and snow, someone galloped on horseback towards Tianmiao Peak.

The horse couldn't withstand the long journey and was gradually showing signs of exhaustion, so Chu Gexing had no choice but to abandon the horse and use his lightness skills to gallop wildly through the snow.

The world was vast and boundless, and the weather was like this. Few people went out, as if he were the only person in the entire universe.

Chu Gexing exhaled and leaped out of the snow. The wind and snow were too strong, and he was running too fast. In no time, he was covered in snow, looking like a moving snowman. Chu Gexing shook himself to shake off the snow. Suddenly, he stopped.

Right in front of him stood a proud peak.

It's like an arrogant giant standing between heaven and earth.

Chu Gexing squinted and looked up.

A smile, both chillingly cold and breathtakingly beautiful, tugged at the corner of her lips.