The pinnacle of the martial arts world

Chapter 59

“My mother is also a vegetarian…” Baili Wushuang said softly, “She genuinely thinks eating meat is cruel, so she’s a vegetarian. There’s a Buddha statue in her room, and it’s always filled with the scent of sandalwood. Sometimes I would run into her room, and she would gently stroke the top of my head with her hand…”

She suddenly stopped talking at this point.

Why, why are you suddenly bringing this up?

The distant, tranquil memories of my mother seem to remain forever in my childhood. The faint fragrance, her gentle palms, along with her pampered childhood, have all been sealed away with my mother's passing.

Was it because of Qi Feng? This was her last vestige of attachment to her mother, but for the sake of Suoding City's glorious reputation, she still gave it away. Like a mother who tearfully marries off her daughter. Now, seeing her daughter living a life stained with blood, who can understand this anger and heartache? No, Zhan Yuan cannot be forgiven.

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But, but, she remembered how Zhan Yuan stroked Xiao Yan's head... The warmth Xiao Yan felt was the same as the warmth she herself felt back then, wasn't it?

...What would happen to Xiao Yan if Zhan Yuan were sent to Yuewei Pavilion?

However, whatever the decision, those words should not be said in front of others.

The starlight was dim, and Yang Luoxue could not see the changes in her expression. She only saw that her back was straight again, and she knew that the high-and-mighty, proud and indifferent young lady of Suoding City had returned.

And Baili Wushuang, who was softly recounting the past, retreated back into the shell of the head of the family and was never seen again.

He suddenly felt a chill; the early spring night was truly cold. He couldn't help but shiver. Baili Wushuang said, "It's very cold outside. Doctor Yang isn't fully recovered yet. Let's go back to sleep."

Listen, that's the young lady's unique tone, somewhat deep but irresistible. Unlike the slightly melancholic, slightly trembling voice from before… That voice reminded Yang Luoxue of a cat he'd met as a child, sheltering from the rain under the eaves, its head bowed, licking its wet fur to reveal a wound beneath. He'd wanted to treat its wound then, running back to get medicine, but when he returned, it was gone.

At that time, I felt a mix of emptiness and dampness.

A faint, inexplicable melancholy washed over Yang Luoxue, who yawned. "There's someone else's scent on the bed; I can't sleep."

"Didn't someone sleep in the side rooms of Xuyu Temple before?"

"So I slept very little at Xuyu Temple."

Hmm, he really is always the last to go to bed and the first to wake up. Baili Wushuang's lips twitched slightly. "Is this why you don't want to leave the valley to see patients?"

"I guess so," Yang Luoxue said, then suddenly asked, "How's the injury on your hand?"

"It's just a small wound, nothing serious."

“Back then…” Yang Luoxue looked up at the few faint stars in the sky. A cold wind gently ruffled his hair, flowing like water behind his head in the darkness. Her appearance at that time was right in front of him, with a bright red light between her brows, her face as white as ice and snow, her hands forming a lotus mudra, meeting that sword… That red, that white, was so dazzling that it seemed unbearable to the eyes… He asked slowly, “…Why didn’t you take the sword?”

"The evil aura of the Chongli Sword has not been dispelled, so it is not advisable to sharpen it. Moreover, I do not want my swords to kill each other."

"Swords... killing each other?" Yang Luoxue scoffed. "You always tell me jokes."

"You wouldn't understand." Baili Wushuang glanced at him. "Can you handle chatting like this all night long?"

Yang Luoxue smiled, "Even if I get sick from the cold, aren't there doctors?"

In the dim light, only a faint glint of moisture could be seen in his eyes. He seemed to be in a good mood. Baili Wushuang was slightly taken aback, suddenly realizing that Yang Luoxue was more approachable this evening.

However, his body, which had undergone acupuncture, could not withstand such cold. After dawn, his breathing became somewhat sluggish, his head felt heavy, and his limbs were weak. He placed his left hand on his right hand to take his pulse, went back to his room to write a prescription, and closed the door after entering.

When Jin Gewuren arrived in his carriage, he saw the young lady standing alone in the courtyard. After a short while, the door creaked open and Yang Luoxue came out.

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Baili Wushuang went inside, and Yang Luoxue came up to her, slightly extending her left hand. Baili Wushuang was already very familiar with this gesture. She said, "How about I take your pulse after I finish my business?"

This time, Yang Luoxue's hand didn't grasp her pulse, but instead held her entire wrist. Without stopping, she pulled her towards the carriage. "If you take Zhanyuan away now, Xiaoyan will die. You'll regret it."

Baili Wushuang was displeased. "So, we're just going to let him have his way?"

"I told him to take Xiaoyan to Medicine King Valley, and after Xiaoyan went there, I would send him to Yuewei Pavilion."

Baili Wushuang was stunned for a moment, "But... Xiaoyan's medicine costs 100,000 taels of silver every month. Even Medicine King Valley, can they afford it?"

"Medicine King Valley has nothing but medicine and doctors." Yang Luoxue smiled slightly. "If Miss is so kind, she might as well pay me double the consultation fee."

His voice still had a slight nasal tone, but his smile was exceptionally elegant and gentle. Since they had known each other, Baili Wushuang seemed to have never seen him smile like this before. Under the soft sunlight of early spring, he was as serene as an orchid.

Zhan Yuan carried Xiao Yan out of the house and said, "Brother and sister are leaving now, let's say goodbye."

The white-haired child said, "Brother, sister, take care."

Her voice was clear and crisp, her smile sweet, and her eyes, though bright and clear, seemed to see nothing. Baili Wushuang suddenly dared not look into those eyes again. She looked at Zhan Yuan, "Qi Feng, I want to take it back."

“I am indeed unworthy of it…” Zhan Yuan said, bowing his head. “Please take care on your journey, Miss.”

Yang Luoxue's carriage was a different one, and as he requested, it had been fitted with brand new cushions and curtains, as well as a soft cotton quilt. Through the carriage window, Yang Luoxue said to Zhan Yuan, "After entering the valley, go find Doctor Du and tell him what I said; he will know."

The seven-foot-tall man's eyes suddenly reddened. "I don't know how to repay the great kindness and virtue of the divine doctor."

Yang Luoxue smiled, "I don't need your repayment." This wasn't just polite talk; the slight upturn of her lips carried an undeniable arrogance. But when her gaze fell on Xiaoyan, her eyes calmed down. She reached out and stroked Xiaoyan's cheek, whispering, "Goodbye."

It's uncertain... Will we ever meet again?

The horse snorted, the wheels turned, and the two carriages headed towards Suoding City. Baili Wushuang's carriage was in front, and after a while, Yang Luoxue's carriage suddenly caught up and drove alongside. Jin Ge said to Wu Ren, "You brat, the road is so narrow, do you want to overturn the carriage?"

Wu Ren made a face. "It's Doctor Yang who has something to say to the young lady."

The curtain on the car window was pulled back, revealing Yang Luoxue's face. He was leaning against the window, his nose and eyes red, clearly suffering from a severe cold. His voice was also quite nasal. He said, "Hey."

"What brings you here, miracle doctor?"

"Zhan Yuan would never hurt Xiao Yan under any circumstances."

Baili Wushuang was stunned. He was so weak and had caught a cold. He should be sleeping soundly. Why was he suddenly saying this?