Un corazón puro en una vasija de jade

Capítulo 170

The interior was desolate, yet remarkably clean.

Someone had been here. The thought flashed through Yongye's mind. She froze for a moment, then rushed out of the house, about to shout, but desperately held back. She couldn't shout, and she didn't dare to shout.

Rose's memorial tablet is still enshrined in Kaibao Temple, and his mother is still watching over him from heaven. Yongye closed his eyes and held back his tears.

"Miss?" Li Er was startled.

Yongye sniffed and forced a smile, "Uncle Shadow, wait for me, I want to go inside and take a look by myself." Her room still had bamboo mats and blue floral quilts.

The withered wildflowers in the bamboo tube in the kitchen were still there, the stove was cold, everything was exactly as it had been when she and Feng Yangxi left. She remembered that Feng Yangxi had even cooked a pot of fish soup that day. Two men had once made soup for her here, but she was still all alone.

Yongye stared mechanically, thinking of Lancui, Yihong, and Qiangwei; what women want is really simple.

Her gaze fell on the table, where a white jade porcelain bottle sat. When did this thing appear? Yongye picked up the bottle in confusion. Inside was a note and a pill. She glanced at the note and her hand trembled.

"Star Soul. Even if you were to become a meteor and fall into the endless night for him, I would still want to find your wings to fly again. I want you to be happy." The crescent moon at the bottom, like a hook, once again roused the hope of the eternal night, even though this time there was no star on the moon.

“Moon Soul…” Yongye was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

He was the master of Youli Valley, and he made her unable to trust anyone from then on; he crippled her martial arts, and Rose died at his hands... Why, then, did he want to restore her power? Why did he want her to be happy? Yongye seemed to see the figure of Yuepo lingering in the bamboo house, as if he could see the feelings he had when he put down the porcelain bottle.

How could she not understand? Two lifetimes as an assassin, the struggle and pain, the loneliness and helplessness of always walking alone in the eternal darkness. She felt it, and so did Yuepo.

But fate played a cruel trick. A rose, a father's revenge, a responsibility, and a sense of guilt stretched the distance between her and him too far.

If only life could be like our first meeting. If Yue Po had been heartless and refused to protect her, there would have been no tender moments between them, no bamboo house built at the bottom of the valley, no clinic opened in the alley, all for the freedom and happiness they both longed for in their hearts.

Mo Yu hated her, resented her for making Yue Po betray Youli Valley, hated her for making Yue Po feel tenderness, and hated her for making Yue Po disregard even her father's revenge.

If it weren't for her, Fubao Town would still be nestled in a picturesque place. For the people of Youli Valley, wasn't Fubao Town also home? Yuepo closed the Peony Courtyard and dispersed the An family. He wanted to lead Youli Valley towards a different way of life, so he didn't want to avoid her, hoping she could accept it and live peacefully with him in the town.

However, she could not accept the death of Rose, could not abandon Feng Yangxi, and could not regard Youli Valley as a paradise.

He and she were destined to be two planets in the eternal night sky, unable to meet, shining brightly in the lonely night, but without the warmth of the sun.

“Moon Soul…” Yongye murmured the name. She had rejected this name for a long time, not wanting it to appear again, but now, when she uttered it, it was filled with heavy emotions.

Some things you can never forget in your lifetime, and you never dare to think about them again. Yet, he stubbornly tried to find her wings to fly again, so she could be freer to find happiness. How could Yongye not be heartbroken? The door was pushed open with a bang, and Feng Yangxi looked at her coldly; "You really can't forget him!" Yongye was so startled that she dropped the porcelain bottle. She rushed to grab it, but Feng Yangxi was incredibly fast, having already snatched it in his hand. Seeing the note, he chuckled, then looked at the pill, raising his chin towards Yongye, "How about a deal?" Huh? "I think that kid has definitely found the medicine to restore your power, do you want it?" Feng Yangxi smiled like a fox, holding the pill in his palm.

"No!" Yongye struggled to control her wildly beating heart. Why was he here? He didn't look sloppy at all; the well-tailored fabric accentuated his tall, upright figure, and he wore a silver leopard fur cloak, looking refreshed. She had been uncomfortable for the past three months, yet he seemed to be doing well? Yongye thought jealously, why should he be doing better than her? Feng Yangxi's smile was actually quite beautiful, but Yongye found it repulsive. She replied calmly, "It's good to be an ordinary person when you don't have time." "That's true. Anyway, I'll be by your side. My martial arts are strong enough to ensure your safety." Feng Yangxi nodded in agreement, tossing the pills out the door. "No need for this." Yongye's gaze involuntarily drifted towards the open door. Having martial arts skills was so much better; if she couldn't win, she could just run away. "Uncle Shadow!" she shouted.

Feng Yangxi burst out laughing, "He's my servant. Do you think he'd listen to you? I sent him away a long time ago." Yongye's face darkened, and he snorted before walking out.

Feng Yangxi casually took a step forward and blocked her way.

"What, do you think the Emperor's words are just empty talk?" Yongye looked at him provocatively.

“I love standing here.” Yongye turned and walked to the window, then leaped up with clean, swift movements. Before she could land, Feng Yangxi was already outside the window, smiling at her. “Now you know the benefits of having light-body skills?” “What do you want to do?” “Yongye is so beautiful, any man would be tempted. This is the middle of nowhere, you could scream your lungs out and no one would come to your rescue. What do you think I want to do?” Yongye looked at him for a long time, then her eyes darted around as she smiled. “It’s freezing cold, which is kind of fun. But once you get cold, your mood probably won’t be high, and even the passion will freeze away.” Feng Yangxi glared at Yongye angrily. “Is this something a lady from a respectable family would say?!” “Did I misunderstand? I thought when a man says this to a beautiful woman, he usually only has one thought.” Yongye rolled her eyes.

Feng Yangxi had only intended to scare her, but Yongye's words nearly knocked him off his feet. He gasped, re-examining Yongye. She sat on the windowsill, warming her hands with her breath, her face flushed red from the cold, making her even more beautiful. He had to speak seriously, "Yongye, come back with me. It was wrong of me to keep it from you; I always thought you liked that boy." Yongye looked at him earnestly and asked, "Do you like me because I'm pretty? Every man likes pretty women. What if I didn't have this face?" "Beauty fades quickly; not every man is attracted to a woman's looks." "Is that so?" Yongye slowly extended her hand, a throwing knife already drawn against her cheek. "Then let me try cutting you." "No!" Feng Yangxi was shocked, frozen in place.

"Fine, if you don't want it, then forget it. But... what about the pill that can restore my power? I know you didn't throw it away. It's really great to have lightness skills. Either give me back my power, or I'll slash you. Do you think I'll actually slash you?" Yongye said leisurely.

Feng Yangxi couldn't help but smile bitterly. How could he dare to gamble with her? He was well aware of how ruthless she was. He took out the pill from his pocket: "I'll just return your power. I'm afraid of you." "Put it on the ground and step back five zhang." He sighed, placed the pill on the snow, and retreated helplessly, standing far away as he said, "Yongye, don't joke with yourself. If you truly don't have me in your heart, I will never force you!" Yongye jumped off the windowsill, her legs almost stiffening. She walked over, picked up the pill, swallowed it in one gulp, and said with a grin, "It's best if you can take it easy. I have kung fu; I can travel the world. I've said it before, I hate it most when someone I trust betrays me..." Before she could finish speaking, she collapsed onto the snow, looking at Feng Yangxi in horror, her face pale with anger. "You switched the pills?" Feng Yangxi strode over, laughing loudly, "Yes, I guessed you were afraid I'd snatch it, so you didn't have time to look closely before swallowing it. The Soft Bone Pill—I think it's good. I originally prepared it for you; I didn't want to provoke a wildcat. Besides, why can't I force you?" He picked up Yongye, and Yongye's angry curses echoed in the wind: "Feng Yangxi, you are the most despicable and shameless person I've ever met!"

Chapter Fifty-Three: Seduction

The roaring fire brought warmth to the room, making it feel as cozy as spring.

The wine, heated in a tin pot, is poured into a white porcelain bottle. The bottle is decorated with peony blossoms, clearly indicating it is made of top-quality porcelain.

"I think you shouldn't use the cup that Li Yannian used, lest it disgust me." Yongye leaned weakly against the soft chair, observing Feng Yangxi with great interest.

Feng Yangxi smiled, stood up, and picked up a brocade box from the bookshelf. Inside the box were two white jade cups, polished to a mirror-like shine, and most remarkably, thin and transparent. The cups were carved with lifelike dragons and phoenixes. He took out a cup and said with a smile, "These cups are perfect for drinking nuptial wine. I brought them from the palace." Yongye blinked and said, "I didn't expect Li Yannian's secret stone house to become your hideout in Anguo. The Qi Emperor's status isn't really suitable for coming to the capital. Well done! What benefits did you promise my cunning old couple? That they'd help you trick me like this?" Feng Yangxi clicked her tongue in admiration. Yongye's mind was truly meticulous; he knew from the arrangement of the stone house that he was trying to lure her here.

“You’ve made preparations, but I don’t have the time. The effects of the bone-softening pill will wear off in a day, and I still can’t escape. It’s freezing outside, and I’m too lazy to run. I’m afraid I’ll freeze to death.” “Hmm, you’re so smart, of course you know the pros and cons.” Feng Yangxi smiled, his gaze sweeping over Yongye’s chest. He hadn’t seen her for so long, and seeing her today, she was truly beautiful, so beautiful that it made his heart skip a beat.

Yongye's gaze swept over her chest as well. Years of exercise had given her a good physique; she'd been eating and drinking well for the past three months, letting her chest expand, and although she'd lost some weight, it was much better than before. How bad could an eighteen-year-old girl be? She scrutinized Feng Yangxi. Black was still black, but the material was clearly not ordinary black. Clothes make the man; this guy looked quite alluring after shaving his beard, especially his beard, which was particularly seductive.

"What, you think I'm better looking?" Feng Yangxi said with a smile. "You know, that kid is very handsome, wearing a moon-white robe and looking like he's untouched by worldly affairs, how can he compare to me?" Yongye's face hardened. "To each their own, I like it." "Liking it doesn't matter, otherwise you're my wife." Feng Yangxi suppressed the sourness in her heart. She knew one thing: Li Yongye was no ordinary woman. Being too reasonable with her would be unfair to herself.

Yongye shut his mouth.

Feng Yangxi poured wine from the white porcelain bottle into a cup. A pool of steaming Qingzhou Red wine, like a piece of red jade, was extremely tempting.

He picked up a glass, slightly raised his lips, and drank it down in one gulp, looking extremely content.

Yongye stared at his mouth and couldn't help but swallow.

Feng Yangxi smiled and went to pick up the second cup, but her hand went limp as soon as she raised it.

Yongye seemed puzzled by his actions and sat in his chair waiting.

Feng Yangxi's eyes flashed, and she said softly, "Yongye, a nuptial cup must be drunk by both of you. You can drink that cup yourself." Yongye pouted, looking at him mockingly. "Knowing I'm paralyzed by the bone-softening pill, you still make me drink the wine myself. When did you become so vicious, Feng? You're not going to put the food in front of me and make me eat by myself, are you?" Feng Yangxi's expression gradually changed upon hearing her words. His symptoms were indeed from the bone-softening pill, and he suspected that Yongye had tampered with it. Could there be an outsider here? He thought of the porcelain bottle in the bamboo house and said with a wry smile, "The person you want to see may have already arrived. Aren't you happy?" "The person I want to see? Who?" Feng Yangxi lowered her voice and whispered, "I've been poisoned by the bone-softening pill!" "What? You've been poisoned by the bone-softening pill? Haha, what karma! Let's just sit here staring at each other all day!" Yongye wasn't in a hurry at all.

Her tone angered Feng Yangxi. He said resentfully, "You're just hoping he'll come, aren't you? Laughing so loudly!" Apart from the crackling of the firewood, there was no other sound from inside the house.

Yongye frowned. "Are you kidding me? There's no one here." Feng Yangxi was anxious. It was truly a waste for two immobile people to die here like this. He looked at Yongye with worry in his eyes. If it were him, he would be fine, but he couldn't bear to watch others bully Yongye.

His gaze made Yongye sigh. Was he worried about her? She finally couldn't help but laugh, "You really are under the influence of the bone-softening pill, that puts my mind at ease." Her body sprang up like a spring, she picked up the white jade cup, and walked over to Feng Yangxi with a grin, lightly lifting his chin. Feng Yangxi angrily tried to turn his head away, but Yongye cupped his face firmly, smiling lecherously. Then, under Feng Yangxi's angry glare, she elegantly drank the wine in the cup, lowered her head, and covered his lips with hers, feeding him the wine.

Feng Yangxi stared at her, passively being kissed, yet unwilling to leave his mouth undisturbed, the mellow wine rushing down his throat, bringing a surge of heat. Yongye's tongue, like a lively little fish in a stream, darted playfully in his mouth, slippery and incredibly agile.

Feng Yangxi was completely powerless, letting her hold his chin and tease him. Her tongue slid over the most sensitive spot in his mouth, and the tingling and itchy sensation made him extremely uncomfortable, causing a layer of fine sweat to instantly appear on his forehead.

Yongye smiled, reached out to wipe away his sweat, and said leisurely, "I know it's quite uncomfortable. I'm happy that you're uncomfortable, haha!" She was actually teasing him? Feng Yangxi was so angry that his vision went black.

“To be honest, I really wanted to eat that pill you put on the snow, but I’m too familiar with the bone-softening pill; the smell alone made me unable to swallow it. However, since you’re so vicious, I had no choice but to follow you. I have no internal energy, and my martial arts haven’t recovered, but my hands are still quite skillful, so when you bent down to pick up the cup, I tossed it into the wine bottle. It’s that simple.” As Yongye spoke, he rummaged through Feng Yangxi’s body, finding the pill Yuepo had made to restore her strength. He examined it closely, waving it in front of Feng Yangxi’s eyes. Then he opened his mouth and swallowed it.