Asking About Love Songs

Chapter 14

"Senior Brother Fengyan, please enlighten me."

"You are Master's most beloved and last disciple, I cannot compete with you."

Master Wu Xuan Shangren only accepted five disciples in his lifetime, and this junior sister was the one he loved the most, so he couldn't interfere.

"Are you looking down on me, or are you afraid of losing to me?!"

The straightforward and honest Feng Chuo'er ignored his thoughts and faced him with her sword drawn.

"That's the woman who was pestering Young Master Su in the palace!"

Wuyou and Wuqiuxin recognized the woman and called out to her.

"No worries, no sorrows, this prince, like you, detests anyone who pesters Young Master Su."

"Your Majesty, let us teach her a lesson!"

The carefree and worry-free person in the front seat has already jumped out.

"Feng Yan, step down and hand over the reins to Wuyou and Wuchou."

Zhu Yu's words caused Su Shaochu, who was in his arms, to sit up halfway and frown in response.

"But..." For the first time, Feng Yan's face showed worry at his master's order.

"Step back, let this prince's adorable little oriole vent her anger."

Zhu Yu pulled Su Shaochu's head back into his arms and stroked her lips, saying, "Anyone who dares to occupy the place in your heart, I, the prince, will kill."

The air currents shifted abruptly, the sounds of swords clashing rang out, and sword energy danced in the surrounding space, even reaching inside the carriage.

"Sanxuan, save the Fourth Young Master."

Su Xuechu, who had been standing with her hands behind her back and looking coldly, said this, and the Three Profound Swords behind her immediately leaped towards the carriage.

"Do not fly. Lead ten guards to stand guard one zhang away and do not allow anyone to overstep their bounds."

Inside the car, Zhu Yu also ordered Yan Pingfei to lead his men to engage in battle.

"Does your magnanimity have to be so petty?" Su Shaochu asked helplessly, listening to the fierce battle outside. "I don't want any of Wuyou, Wuchou, or Zhuo'er to get hurt. Besides, Zhuo'er's swordsmanship is no less than Feng Yan's. Aren't you worried at all?"

"With Feng Yan here, neither of them will have a chance to get hurt." Seeing Feng Yan's predicament, where he's caught in the middle, they're determined to prevent any harm to either side. "Blame it on your love for games, little brother!"

As if the snowy night's obstruction was merely a playful act on her part, Zhu Yu smiled and kissed her lips and cheeks.

"However, if this makes you happy, then this prince will gladly play along."

Su Shaochu bit his throat, a low nibble that was both a kiss and a bite, full of a strong declaration of possessiveness, but he just frowned and said: "There are people like you in this world who don't care about using any means to cause so much painful tragedy."

"My dear brother, as long as you stay obediently in my arms, many tragedies in the future will not happen because of you."

Looking into his earnest eyes, Su Shaochu smiled and took the initiative to cover her lips with his, kissing his lips and tongue. Zhu Yu was provoked and their lips and tongues intertwined.

When the intense kiss brought out his heavy breathing, she smiled and pulled away. He wanted to stay, but she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck again, kissing his neck and the sides of his neck.

Did you know that the blood flow in your neck veins is more active than average?

"Do you want to chop off my head with one stroke?" Zhu Yu smiled and embraced her as she wrapped her arms around his neck again.

"Actually, there is another way to stop many future tragedies forever. Do you want to know what it is? By the domineering and confident Third Prince."

He changed his kiss to her ear, his warm breath gently caressing her earlobe.

"Whatever games you like to play, this prince will accept them. But if anyone dares to take you away from me, or even yourself, this prince will kill them." He stroked her hair, gently nibbling at her ear, his voice so soft it sent shivers down her spine. "My dear brother, be good, understand? I've already said you're mine. Don't force me to create a bloodbath and make countless people die because of you."

What Zhu Yu couldn't see was that Su Shaochu, who was resting on his shoulder, was slowly developing a solemn and stern look in his eyes.

"Third Prince, do you know why I came to your residence looking for you, and why I ended up in your hands?"

"To treat the Yinliang Palm poison in my body." Originally, she wanted to take the Lan Chi Stone from his ear, but she didn't expect that the Three Emperors' Mansion had the Tianquan Diru Source that could cure poison.

Su Shaochu smiled, her arms wrapped around his neck. "Indeed, only this method can arouse your complete disbelief." She slowly pulled out two gold needles from her gold ring. "Your extraordinary power, your ruthlessness towards Consort E, your cold-bloodedness towards your own daughter, your relentless pursuit of me, and your nightmarish entanglement—all of these make me deeply realize that I must eliminate you, Zhu Yu—"

Outside the carriage, the fight was raging fiercely, but when a fierce shout came from inside the carriage, both sides were stunned!

A loud bang shook the roof of the carriage, shattering it and sending the horses running away in fright!

The guards beside the carriage were blasted several feet away by the force of the energy, and all their weapons fell from their hands!

One figure flew out after the other. On the snow in front of the carriage, Zhu Yu coughed up blood, his face contorted in extreme pain, with two golden needles stuck in the back of his neck. He could barely stand and collapsed to his knees on one knee!

As soon as Su Shaochu landed, she kicked up Wu Wei's sword that had fallen on the snow. As the long sword was drawn, she turned around and, without hesitation, pierced through Zhu Yu with her sword!

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As if still unable to believe what had happened, Zhu Yu frowned, her brows furrowed in bewilderment for the first time in her life, until she realized that Su Shaochu's long sword had pierced her!

"Third Prince, remember you once said that the cycle of Heaven is a joke? If Heaven has eyes, you'd like to see what your end will be, what your final fate will be. Well then, I'll draw this curtain for you!"

Looking at her emotionless, profound face and resolute gaze, Zhu Yu wanted to speak, but thick blood already flowed from her lips.

"Third Prince—"

"Your Majesty—"

Yan Pingfei, Feng Yan, Wuyou, and Wuchou were all shocked by this sudden turn of events, but they were entangled in battle!

Feng Yan was about to rush over when a melody from the zither, as sharp as a whirlwind and as delicate as a thin thread, cut a narrow ditch deep into the snow in front of him, clearly intending to stop him.

"Su, Xue, Chu!" Feng Yan gritted his teeth, staring at the person in front of him. "Yin Tu killed the Holy Maiden's son and plotted against the Third Prince. Even if your Su family has the Crown Prince backing you up, you can't escape the crime of exterminating your entire clan. Even you, the seventh son, won't escape!"

"Your master just said that the nominal 'Fourth Young Master Su' is accompanying the Eldest Princess to worship Buddha at Qianruo Temple. The Su family has always only had six sons, not a seventh. How can he be accused of committing the crime of exterminating nine generations of his family?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yan knew in his heart that something was wrong!

"In today's battle at Yunfeng, the Third Prince went out incognito, but was mistakenly killed by martial arts masters. Yan Pingfei, Feng Yan, and others have disappeared without a trace." Su Xuechu said calmly, "His maids and guards were too shocked to speak coherently. After all, how could the Su family have two 'Young Master Su's'?"

"You're all very clever; you planned this all along," Feng Yan said sternly.

"Master Wu Xuan hated evil as if it were his enemy, and his righteous deeds were a source of joy for all to hear. Of all his disciples, he had the highest expectations for you. Even though you went to the Central Plains to serve as the protector of the Holy Maiden's son from a young age, your annual return was his greatest anticipation. I never expected you to become such an accomplice to evil!"

Every year, there is a period of time when Feng Yan has to return to Nanyuan to receive martial arts and swordsmanship instruction and tests from his master until he turns sixteen.

"What you see and hear is all just rumors. What right do you have to criticize others if you believe rumors so easily? Little swordsman of Nanyuan!" Feng Yan sneered coldly, his voice dripping with murderous intent, as if mocking his status.

"Whether the rumors are true or not, you will be bound and taken to Nanyuan to be judged by the elders. Then the truth will be revealed. Let your grievances be cried out then!"

As soon as Su Xuechu finished speaking, the zither in his hand stood upright on the ground. It was impossible to tell when he had drawn his sword. The rainbow light in his hand spread out, as if he were the center of the circle, and the sword light was like rays of light radiating out. The amazing momentum was mixed with the power to melt snow and ice, and shot towards Feng Yan like a dense net!

Feng Yan's sword instantly gleamed with a cold light, and he met the attack with a similar rain of swords. The red sword light carried a heavy power, which neutralized most of the force. Countless red blades crashed into his hand, causing Feng Yan's wrist to go numb and forcing him to take a step back!

"If you can take this step tonight, I, Su Xuechu, will consider myself defeated and leave Yunfeng without further trouble."

That imposing and steady aura, and the restrained glint in his eyes, made Feng Yan grip the hilt of his sword tightly, knowing that tonight's battle would not be easy!

A murderous aura instantly surged and spread across the snow.

When Feng Yan made another move, Su Xuechu raised her momentum again. In an instant, the surroundings were filled with the whistling of sword blades, the dazzling rainbows in the sky, and the resounding clash of cold energy!

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Blood continued to drip from Zhu Yu's body, staining the snow-covered ground in a striking crimson heap!

"To find your weak points, I will use two golden needles to break through your protective defenses and then take your life at close range. To do all this, I must have the most intimate contact with every part of your body."

In addition, his basic knowledge of human meridians and martial arts led Su Shaochu to decide to use himself as bait and make this choice.

"You..." Zhu Yu finally managed to utter, but it was as more blood gushed out, staining his robes red.

"Shao Chu once said that kindness is superfluous for someone like you, Zhu Yu." Faced with his incredulous gaze, Su Shao Chu continued, "If I hadn't swallowed two Golden Thread Red Leaves at once, causing internal injuries, and then deliberately turned against you to aggravate the internal injuries to the maximum extent, I still wouldn't have been able to arouse your pity, Zhu Yu."

Golden Thread Red Leaf can only be taken as a single leaf. Taking two leaves in a row would have too much effect and cause a backlash. Originally, Xue Chu put down two Golden Thread Red Leaves just in case, but it gave her a new idea.

Zhu Yu actually laughed, even as the sword wound widened and blood continued to gush from his mouth, he only wanted to ask one thing...

"Is it all fake? Is nothing real?" His hands trembled, his wounds heavy, the sword blocking his way preventing him from touching her. "I know you... must have ulterior motives, but... are you lying to me all of this?"

Su Shaochu remained silent.

"Waking up from that nightmare, for the first time... you finally stopped looking at me with disgust... Was it all a lie that you let me hold you?"

"Remember what Shao Chu said? He only lets those he approves of touch me. If anyone who doesn't approve of Shao Chu touches me, don't blame him for the consequences."

Zhu Yuru was struck by lightning and was stunned on the spot!

"I... will never acknowledge you, Zhu Yu... never..."

She remembered the soft, low voice she heard when she was enjoying his pleasure, and it still echoed clearly in his ears.

"Are you sad? You will also experience the pain of having your feelings toyed with and treated lightly. Do you know that when Song Mei'e died heartbroken for you, her heart ached even more than yours?"

Su Shaochu pulled the sword out of his body and saw the splattered blood and his face contorted in immense pain.

"Your Majesty—"

"Third Prince—"

Zhu Yu staggered and knelt on the ground, his clothes stained red with blood. But at this moment, the huge wound that could have killed him was nothing compared to the pain of being torn apart!

"This situation with you, Zhu Yu, is the biggest challenge I, Su Shaochu, have ever faced in my life."

At this moment, a woman's painful cry came. Wuyou and Wuchou were anxious for Zhu Yu and had their arms cut by Feng Chuo'er's sword, causing the sharp blades to fall from their hands!

"No worries, no sorrows..." Upon seeing them injured, Zhu Yu gritted her teeth and stood up.

"Chuo'er, you mustn't hurt Wuyou and Wuchou!"

At Su Shaochu's stern voice, Feng Chuo'er was stunned for a moment, and then saw the long sword in their palms after it was thrown from their hands.

"Red dots in their palms...they're the handmaids' daughters?!"

As soon as Feng Chuo'er stopped, Jin Wuyou and Wuchou escaped.

"Your Majesty—"

They had never seen Zhu Yu covered in blood. In their hearts, he was always an omnipotent and aloof master. Even when he smiled at them, there was an unapproachable distance between them. He was both terrifying and something they wanted to get close to, yet he was the only bastion of support in their hearts.

"Get behind me!" Facing the approaching Wuyou and Wuchou, Zhu Yu, clutching his severely injured chest, pushed them behind him and stood up to protect them.