Ning Xian placed her hand on his face. She didn't know when his eyes had closed, and his warm body was gradually losing its temperature. She bit her lip, trying not to make a sound to disturb him, but the tears welling up inside her finally streamed down her face.
Cisheng, Cisheng...you saved me. Every time, it was you who saved me. That's all.
Tears fell drop by drop onto Cisheng's pale yellow dress, seeping through the thick layer of dust and soaking the area.
Feng arrived from afar, but upon seeing the scene before her, she could only stop and not approach any further.
Bai Yan, who witnessed everything from beginning to end, was completely speechless.
Amidst the collapsed rubble, only Ning Xian held Ci Sheng tightly, weeping silently…
Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Disappearance of the Wooden Kite
Feng silently walked to Ning Xian's side and squatted down, placing one hand on her shoulder and the other on her hand, making her release Ci Sheng. Ning Xian turned around and hugged Feng tightly, her voice, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally breaking into a heart-wrenching sob, as if she had used all her strength to cry.
Kinnara walked over, silently moved the stone, and pulled Cisheng out from under it. Feng kept stroking Ningxian's head and holding her in his arms, not letting her see Cisheng's current state.
"Don't cry, we'll remember this grudge."
His voice came softly from his chest. He didn't like Ci Sheng, he never had, but he didn't want to see Ning Xian cry. He never wanted to see such sorrowful tears again in his life.
……
Originally, I left home to avoid Ning Xian, to calm myself down, and to avoid the issue of the divorce papers, but I never expected to see this scene when I returned home—
Upon his return, Bai Mo immediately made arrangements, discreetly finding temporary accommodations and quietly settling everyone in, trying to avoid attracting attention. After much hesitation, he finally went to see Ning Xian to discuss Ci Sheng's funeral arrangements. However, as he watched Ning Xian gazing into the distance, and Feng standing behind her, he suddenly felt unable to approach her.
Feng noticed him and came over, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally blocking his way. "Young Master Bai, is there something you need?"
Bai Mo smiled wryly. He really didn't need to be so wary of him...
"I'm going to send Young Master Du's body back to the Du family and ask Ning Xian if there's anything else I should be careful about."
Feng glanced at Ning Xian sideways and replied, "No need. Don't let Ning Xian think about these things again."
Bai Mo shook his head slightly but firmly, "No, this matter should be decided by her."
Feng Dingding met his gaze and asked, "Even if it makes her even more upset?"
"Yes, because it's her problem, and only she can choose. Otherwise, she'll be the one who regrets it in the future."
After a brief standoff, Feng unexpectedly took a step back, and Bai Mo, slightly taken aback, said, "You're not..."
"I'll be by her side, won't I?"
"..."
Bai Mo turned his head slightly and smiled, letting out a soft sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no room for anyone else to interfere between these two. Even if there were, Feng would clean them up without hesitation...
He bypassed Feng and walked towards Ningxian.
Ning Xian kept looking into the distance. For a moment, Bai Mo felt that she seemed to blend into the scenery of the courtyard with her stillness. That kind of "stillness" was very similar to Du Cisheng. He told Ning Xian his purpose, but Ning Xian seemed not to hear him. She just kept thinking and recalling the first time she met Cisheng, the second time she was saved by her, the time Cisheng decided to stay by her side... Why was it that so many times, Cisheng's eyes revealed confusion and hesitation, but she never questioned it?
After a long pause, she finally stood up, the stillness that had enveloped her completely. She forced a smile at Bai Mo, "I'll go. I'll take him back..."
She followed Bai Mo to the courtyard, where Ci Sheng had already been placed in a coffin, but it was not yet sealed. She held Ci Sheng's hand and whispered, "Ci Sheng, I'm taking you home. You are not an item to pay off debts, nor are you my servant. You are Ci Sheng, simply Du Ci Sheng."
Seeing that Ning Xian was determined, Feng, despite knowing the potential danger, did not stop her and decided to accompany her. He turned to Bai Mo and asked, "Young Master Bai, although I don't know what your plans are, I still have a piece of advice for you—it's best to take Bai Yan back to the Bai family immediately. The eldest son of Chongtian Tower shouldn't have attacked the Bai family, but since he's taken this step, he must have already arranged everything. Using Xuanlang Sect as a cover, as long as he eliminates you and Bai Yan, the Bai family won't know that this matter is related to him. But now that you and Bai Yan are safe, in order not to provoke the Bai family, he will probably try to eliminate you. So either you go back to the Bai family immediately, and they won't dare to act rashly, or..." Feng paused slightly, fully expressing his displeasure, but still said truthfully, "Take refuge in the Youming Sect for a while."
Bai Mo was genuinely surprised to hear Feng say those words—especially since his expression so undisguisedly conveyed the message: "You'd better not come."
Bai Mo nodded and said cooperatively, "Then I won't bother you any longer. I will take Bai Yan back to Zhancheng today."
Feng's expression softened considerably at this point. "Let Kinnara escort you; the journey is dangerous."
Thank you.
Feng glanced at Kinnara, who was unwilling to be instructed by Feng. However, with such a huge mess in the Bai residence, he had been dragged out of bed by Feng, losing all face and dignity, so he could only be ordered around once.
"However, hasn't Mu Yuan been gone too long? Does it really take this long to get to Yanyu Pavilion?" Kinnara pointed out the obvious. Feng hadn't been unaware of this issue. Judging from the timing of Mu Yuan's departure and the attack on the Bai residence, Mu Yuan's situation probably wasn't good either. Kinnara asked casually because he didn't think there was anything to worry about regarding Mu Yuan. Even if someone wanted to attack him, and Mu Yuan was the target, he didn't think the attacker would gain anything.
Who is Mu Yuan? Even if you burn her with fire or stab her with a knife, that demon won't leave you with a single speck of dust.
Although Feng was not as optimistic as him, he was currently busy with sending Du Cisheng's body back to the Du family with Ning Xian, and Jin Naluo was also protecting the Bai brothers, so he really had no time to investigate Mu Yuan's situation.
The two groups quietly set off, avoiding the eyes and ears of the Xuanlang Sect. Little did they know that from that day on, the Left Envoy of the Wood Sect, who had never needed anyone's attention and who could withstand fire and stabs without leaving a trace, had vanished without a trace.
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Several days later, Ning Xian remained at the Du residence until he personally witnessed Ci Sheng's burial.
As she walked out of the Du mansion, she recalled the first time she came here, and the second young master who had been whipped and whom she had never even remembered. It seemed that from that day on, her life had changed drastically.
“Feng, sometimes I think about what you said to me when we were at the Giant Axe Sect…”
"I still won't take back what I said about you not being suitable for the Demonic Sect; it's valid at all times."
Ning Xian looked at him with a gloomy expression—even though she brought it up first, he didn't have to agree so readily, did he?
"Should I just 'retire' with my parents and that's the only way to go...?" That's a really bad idea.
"You can accompany me to 'retire' once first."
"Why?"
"Let's go for a walk."