Fengcheng Flying General

Chapter 54

As long as she is no longer in this world, I will never feel heartbroken, crazy, or desperate again.

He came filled with resentment, and the moment he stepped into Hanjing Garden, he had already made up his mind to end it all. However, when he actually saw the boy, he couldn't help but tell himself: since it's not appropriate to fight when we meet, let's wait until we part.

For three of the most beautiful days of his life, he even forgot all resentment and despair. Now, the time for parting has finally come.

He recalled his father's contemptuous and disdainful tone: "If you really had the ability to get Junyu to marry you, I would feel incredibly honored and wouldn't have to hold a grudge anymore because my two sons are so useless! But, son, do you have that ability?"

He let out a bitter laugh in the dark of night: "Father, I have no ability, I never will have this ability, and I will never have the chance again!"

She is not mine, and she never will be! Rather than watch her heartbreak elsewhere, I'd rather destroy her right now!

Zhu Yu finally raised his palm and slapped the top of the sleeping boy's head...

Chapter 148: To Kill or Not to Kill

Zhu Yu's hand was already close to Jun Yu's crown, his gaze fixed on her sleeping face. She was always so unguarded, trusting everyone around her. Her long eyelashes remained motionless, her eyelids closed, completely unaware of the impending doom.

Why have you never liked me since we were kids?

Why do you have to like Tuosang? What's so good about Tuosang?

"I would do anything for you, but why do you never even glance at me?"

"Junyu, I'm going to kill you! I'll definitely kill you! After I kill you, I'll kill Tuosang!"

"I must kill Junyu, I absolutely must kill Junyu... I'd rather die than not have you..."

Her mind grew increasingly chaotic, even her breathing became erratic. Zhu Yu's hand was almost touching her smooth hair. That hair was jet black, more lustrous than even the finest brocade.

In the dim light, he seemed to hear that delicate laughter, like flowers blooming. Scenes from his childhood flooded his mind: little Junyu walking gracefully on the snow-covered ground of Qiansi Academy, her figure elegant and ethereal. Little Junyu's laughter was like the sound of flowers blooming: "Junyu, my name is Junyu..."

At that very moment, he was captivated by that laughter. Many years later, when they met again, this "captivation" turned into "love," deepening day by day until it became madness.

Chapter 149: Life and Death, and Parting (1)

His palms were almost touching her silky black hair. Faintly, he seemed to hear that delicate, blossoming laughter again, and childhood memories flooded his mind: little Junyu walking back and forth on the snow-covered ground of Qiansi Academy, so graceful and ethereal. Little Junyu's laughter was like the sound of flowers blooming: "Junyu, my name is Junyu..." At that moment, he was deeply captivated by that laughter. Many years later, when they met again, this "captivation" transformed into "love," deepening day by day until it became madness.

"How could I harm her? How could I possibly hurt her?"

It felt as if a sharp knife was cutting into his heart, and Zhu Yu suddenly cried out. He withdrew his palm, which was filled with power, and slapped it against his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Junyu suddenly woke up, jumped up, and supported his swaying body, asking in horror, "Zhu Yu, what happened?"

Zhu Yu hugged her tightly, buried his head in her shoulder, and whispered hoarsely, "Junyu, I love you! I really hope we can be together forever..."

Junyu recalled the scream during the avalanche, and a wave of pain washed over her. She supported Zhu Yu, trying to free her hands to heal him with her internal energy, but his hands were like two tight bands; if she struggled, she feared she would only worsen his injuries.

She sighed, "Zhu Yu, no matter what, we should heal your injuries first."

Zhu Yu whispered sadly, "I'd rather die like this."

"But I don't want to see you die like this. Only if you live can we continue to appreciate flowers and play music."

Zhu Yu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Are you giving me hope?"

Junyu sighed inwardly, noticing that his arm had loosened a little. He immediately pulled him away gently, sealed several major acupoints on his body, stuffed a few pills into his mouth, and began to heal him with his internal energy.

Although Zhu Yu could not speak, he remained fully conscious. He knew that Jun Yu was expending a great deal of energy healing him, and he wanted to stop her, but he couldn't bring himself to speak. Suddenly, he thought of how she had spared no effort in saving him, and a feeling of happiness he had never experienced before welled up in his heart. For a moment, his thoughts were in turmoil.

Fortunately, the blow did not injure his internal organs, and an hour later, Zhu Yu's complexion had improved.

Junyu stood up, and Zhu Yu took her hand: "Junyu, using internal energy to heal is extremely taxing on your vital energy. You'll regret being so good to me."

Junyu looked at him gently: "Why do you say that?"

"I was trying to kill you just now; I deserve to die!"

Junyu sighed deeply: "How could you kill me! You wouldn't kill me, you would never kill me."

Zhu Yu laughed bitterly, "You have no idea what heinous things I've done. If you did, you would regret saving me today!"

Junyu didn't understand what he meant for a moment, and after a while, she shook her head firmly: "Zhu Yu, no matter what you have done in the past, I will never regret treating you like this today. The kindness you have shown me far outweighs the kindness I have shown you!"

At this moment, Zhu Yu couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad. A huge regret filled her heart, making her heart feel like it was about to break, and she spat out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing his agitated state and rapid heartbeat, Junyu knew this was a serious sign for someone with internal injuries. She tried to pull her hand away to check his pulse, but the moment she moved, Zhu Yu gripped her hand even tighter, his breathing rapid and incoherent: "Junyu, don't go..."

Junyu nodded and sat down next to him.

Zhu Yu gripped his hand tightly, her emotions gradually calming down. He stopped speaking, simply gazing at the night sky outside. Gradually, the sky began to lighten; dawn was approaching.

Starting today, the flowering season at Hanjing Garden has ended, and I have no reason to stay here any longer.

He looked at the person beside him, whose bright eyes were looking at him with tender concern. In that instant, he suddenly felt so close to this heart, almost without any distance. He slowly released those hands and smiled, "Junyu, I want to go and rest for a bit."

Junyu nodded, helped him to his room, covered him with a blanket, and only after seeing him close his eyes did she turn around and gently close the door, letting out a sigh of relief.

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Chapter 150: Life and Death, and Parting (2)

She went to her room, having spent half the night tending to Zhu Yu's wounds; she was utterly exhausted. Seeing that it was still early, she sat down in a large chair, closed her eyes, and after a long while, in a daze, the door to her room opened, and Shu Zhenzhen's voice rang in her ears: "Junyu, dinner's ready..."

She opened her eyes and smiled: "Good morning, Sister Shu."

"Is it still early? It's almost noon..." Shu Zhenzhen opened the window, and the bright sunlight outside immediately filled the room, making Junyu almost unable to open his eyes.

Junyu suddenly remembered Zhu Yu and immediately stood up: "Sister Shu, I'll go see Zhu Yu first."

Shu Zhenzhen found it strange that these two people, who got up early every day to admire flowers and play the zither, hadn't shown up yet today. Junyu didn't bother to explain to her first and immediately went to Zhu Yu's room.

The door was ajar. Junyu pushed it open, but the room was empty. Zhu Yu had already disappeared.

Shu Zhenzhen, who had caught up, asked, "What happened, Junyu?"

Junyu shook her head: "I don't know either."

Zhu Yu was no weakling. Just a moment ago, the two were drinking and laughing together, and the next moment he actually raised his hand to "harm himself"! Jun Yu certainly didn't believe his claim that "I wanted to kill you," but he couldn't imagine why he would do something so self-destructive.

Although Zhu Yu's injuries were not fatal, they were still quite serious. His departure without saying goodbye has truly worried Junyu.

Zhu Yu's appearance at Hanjing Garden was already suspicious, but his unusual behavior last night was even more unsettling. She recalled Zhu Yu's words, "You have no idea what heinous things I've done," and her unease deepened.

Despite having a somewhat extreme personality since childhood and having such a father and brothers, Zhu Yu himself has never done anything truly heinous over the years. So how could he possibly do something so "outrageous" now?

Thinking this way, she felt a little relieved, but she no longer had the heart to travel around Sichuan. So she said to Shu Zhenzhen, "Sister Shu, let's set off for Phoenix Village tomorrow."

“Okay,” Shu Zhenzhen immediately agreed.

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Chapter 151: Death and Separation (1)

Meng Yuanjing stopped at the entrance of the Imperial Study.

Wang Jun hurried over from behind and whispered, "The Emperor is waiting for you."

The two went inside together.

The emperor, who was buried in a thick pile of memorials, looked up, rubbed his temples, and said wearily, "Minister Meng, what do you say we should do about this?"

Meng Yuanjing received two memorials. One was from the Chief Steward of the Holy Palace, and its content was very strong. The entire Holy Palace believed that the current "Bogdo" had been framed and that there were many suspicious circumstances. They demanded that the court conduct a thorough investigation, and that the entire Holy Palace still unanimously supported the current "Bogdo." The other memorial was from Zanghan Chila Khan, who said that they had already chosen a new "Bogdo" and demanded that the court make a decision.

Both memorials concern the same matter, but their purposes are completely opposite. Given the Holy Palace's firm stance, it is feared that a slight misstep could lead to chaos.

Wang Jun asked in confusion, "Zhu Yu's memorial clearly states that a woman was indeed found in the current Bokdo's secret chamber, and Bokdo himself admitted to it. The woman was also executed. Why would the Holy Palace think he was framed?"

Meng Yuanjing did not answer. He knew that Zhu Yu must have used some means to frame Tuosang. Although he hated Tuosang, he felt uneasy thinking about how Tuosang ended up in such a disgraceful state and how Junyu probably didn't know about it.

"Lord Meng, what do you think?"

He looked up and found the emperor staring at him with a strange look. He knew that the emperor had long suspected Junyu's identity. Although he knew that Tuosang had been framed, how could he dare to reveal the truth and implicate Junyu? He could only force himself to say, "Since the evidence is conclusive, I see no reason to doubt it."

The Emperor said, “However, Chiba’s memorial is very convincing, and the oldest elder of the Holy Palace’s Discipline Hall guarantees that Bokdo has never violated the precepts. For thousands of years, they have had their own methods to identify the unworthy people in the religion. Now that they dare to submit such a memorial, they must have considerable confidence. If the court ignores it and rejects it completely, I’m afraid it will be difficult to convince the public.”

He stared at Meng Yuanjing: "I do believe that Bokdo couldn't possibly have taken a liking to that executed woman from the area. His love poems are all written in Chinese, so why would he give them to a local woman? I'm afraid that woman can't even read. Wouldn't it be like he's trying to seduce a blind woman with those ridiculous love poems? What do you think, Lord Meng?"

"Your subject is ignorant and dares not presume to make any assumptions."

"Lord Meng, you are too modest. According to reports, Marshal Jun has not yet returned to Phoenix City. Lord Meng, you are Jun Yu's best friend. Have you heard any news about him in the past few months?"

Meng Yuanjing was startled, but remained calm: "Junyu has been on the battlefield for many years and has never had a proper rest. I'm afraid she's taken advantage of the holiday to travel and enjoy herself. I haven't heard a word from her these past few days."

The emperor sneered: "Marshal Jun went to great lengths to resign and leave the capital. Well, at least he didn't appear at the Holy Palace. Perhaps this Bokdo really has nothing to do with him."

Wang Jun asked, "What should we do with the memorial from the Lahan sect?"

The Emperor pondered for a moment: "The Rahan Cult has now organized a powerful army. If the court cannot satisfy them this time, they will likely immediately defect to the Red Gold Clan. The best course of action now is to allow them to establish a new 'Bokdo.' However, as long as the current Bokdo lives, establishing another Bokdo will be extremely difficult. But once he dies, the Rahan Cult can certainly nominate another candidate, and even if the Holy Palace disagrees, it will be easier to find another suitable one..."

Chapter 152: Death and Separation (2)

The emperor said, "It seems best to execute Bokdo immediately..."

Wang Jun said, "The entire Holy Palace is indignant right now. How can we openly execute Bokdo?"

The Emperor said, "The best course of action now is to ensure that Bokdo does not die while being escorted by Zhu Yu and Zhang Yaoxing. Otherwise, the Holy Palace will immediately turn against the court. We must find another way to resolve this matter. What do you two think?"

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Lord Meng, now is the time for you to take action!"

"Your Majesty, it is said that Bokdo is a peerless martial artist, and I fear that I am not capable enough..."

The emperor interrupted him: "I have heard that you and Junyu are invincible when they combine your swords. Should I recall Junyu to assist you?"

Meng Yuanjing's heart sank, and he could only say, "No need, I will find a way myself."

Stepping out of the palace gates, it was already late. The spring breeze caressed my face; in Jiangnan, spring had long since arrived, with flowers in full bloom and birds singing and dancing.