El paisaje es como una pintura

Capítulo 42

Her soft hand suddenly covered his cold lips: "No, please, please don't say anything cruel..." A desperate sadness crept onto her gaunt face: "I don't ask for anything else, I only ask that you let me see you a little longer before my soul departs... As the saying goes, a bird about to die sings sadly, and a person about to die speaks kindly..."

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Shh! Let me finish what I have to say, okay?" Her almond-shaped eyes were misty and sorrowful as she gently touched his lips. "If only life could be like our first meeting, I wonder if you still remember the moment we met..."

...

"I fucking stepped in dog poop!"

"What do you mean?!"

"Literal meaning! Are you stupid? Can't you understand human language?!"

"You—say it again if you dare!"

"You're an idiot, you can't understand human language!"

...

Memories flooded back, and recalling every detail of their encounter, Chu Xuyao felt both angry and amused: "To be honest, you really aren't like a woman! What kind of young lady would be as rude as you? And you even used foul language, cursing a man so viciously?"

"It takes ten years of cultivation to share a boat ride, a hundred years to share a pillow, and five hundred glances in a past life to earn a mere brush in this one. The fate between us is truly wondrous! Who could have foreseen that our meeting would take such a turn... Perhaps, it is all preordained, and the word 'fate' cannot be stopped..."

"Fate..." Chu Xuyao pondered these two words carefully, his eyes becoming hazy, the cold, hard lines on his face gradually softening, and a faint smile and a hint of longing quietly emerging.

"It's a pity we met by fate but couldn't stay together. I return your pearl with tears streaming down my face, regretting that we didn't meet before I was married. In this life, we are destined to pass each other by..." Looking at Chu Xuyao's gloomy face, she brushed the black hair from her forehead and smiled bitterly: "Now our fate has run its course... The Emperor can no longer tolerate me, and perhaps soon I will also return to heaven, and you and I will be separated forever... Ah, but it's better this way. If I can't be with the one I love, what's the point of living in this mortal world? Loving someone I shouldn't love is a calamity, a hardship, and a sin! When I reach the King of Hell, a bowl of Meng Po soup will sever my feelings and completely cut off this sin between us! I don't ask for anything else, I only ask that I don't meet you again in the next life, because loving you is truly my calamity..."

“Yue…” His throat felt like it was blocked by a heavy stone, choking him so he couldn’t speak. His heart, as hard as iron, was utterly shattered by her unwavering and devoted love!

Her pink lips parted, revealing a poignant smile: "The pent-up emotions in my heart must be poured out! If I can tell my beloved of the love hidden deep in my heart before I depart this world, I will die without regret! In the next life, let us not be lovesick fools, for the world is filled with longing. Farewell... take care!"

With deep longing and reluctance, she took one last, long look at Chu Xuyao, tears welling in her eyes as she bit her pink lips and turned to stumble and run out of the dormitory...

Suddenly, a strong arm wrapped around her waist from behind, pulling her tightly into a firm, broad chest: "Don't go..."

Leaning gently against his chest, feeling the strong beating of his heart, her expression was one of bitterness and helplessness: "Not leaving? If I don't leave, am I supposed to stay here and continue to annoy you and offend your eyes... ugh..."

Suddenly, her body was forcefully turned around, and the next moment, two cold lips roughly sealed her trembling cherry lips. A fiery tongue forcefully pried open her tightly clenched teeth, wildly sweeping through every inch of her mouth, like a thirsty traveler in the desert, frantically and domineeringly sucking the saliva from her mouth…

"Yue, give it to me... please..." His magnetic voice was filled with unbearable longing as he kissed her lips, cheeks, and nose repeatedly. Chu Xuyao felt as if his body was burning in a raging fire.

Tears glistening in her eyes, her breath coming in soft gasps: "To be able to... share the joys of love with you... before I die... is my greatest fortune..."

"Don't say the word 'death' again!"

Suddenly, her soft hand touched the writhing head, pulling it closer to her. She met those unsatisfied eyes: "Ayao, don't think I'm being dramatic or playing the victim to gain your sympathy. I'm serious... You know all too well the eyes outside the door. I reckon my life will end after tonight... Rather than die by someone else's sword, I'd rather die in the hands of my beloved! So, Ayao, I beg you, tomorrow morning, just... end my life!"

Like a thunderclap, it completely awakened Chu Xuyao, who was burning with lust, from his sea of desire!

"...If there is even the slightest disturbance...then I will surely bring her to justice on the spot!" Brought to justice on the spot...brought to justice on the spot...

His stiff body stiffened abruptly, a chill slowly spreading from the soles of his feet, along every meridian in his body, straight to his internal organs. A struggle flashed in his eyes for only a moment, then he gritted his teeth and forcefully pulled her out of his arms: "Go! Go quickly! Remember, you didn't come here today! Remember that!"

A look of shock flashed across her face, replaced by overwhelming sorrow: "Ayao, you...you don't want me anymore..."

"I'm saving you! Don't you even know what you're doing?!" Chu Xuyao angrily pulled away the body that was clinging to her, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Save me? It's no use, the Emperor..."

"Don't worry about that, I have a plan!"

"If the emperor commands the subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die. What other options do I have..." Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her expression turned panicked: "You're not going to do something against the emperor, are you? Ah Yao, please don't! My death is nothing to regret, but you mustn't do anything foolish for my sake..."

"Stop thinking nonsense!" Seeing that she was dawdling and unwilling to leave, Chu Xuyao simply grabbed her and pushed her out the door: "Go!"

"Can……"

"Go quickly! Don't make me repeat myself!"

She glanced longingly at that tall, strong figure, bit her lip, turned around, and gradually disappeared into the darkness...

"Come out!" After the petite figure disappeared completely, Chu Xuyao shouted coldly at his surroundings. A moment later, three dark figures appeared in front of Chu Xuyao from three different directions.

"Greetings, Master Chu!"

Chu Xuyao glanced coldly at the three guards standing respectfully to the side, his face expressionless: "Do you know how to explain today's events to the Emperor?"

They exchanged glances, and one of the leading guards stepped forward, cupped his hands, and bowed, saying, "We hope for guidance from Master Chu!"

"Tonight is as usual, nothing different or unusual."

A struggle flashed across his expressionless face, before finally, a voice, suppressing complex emotions, rang out softly: "Consider this my repayment for saving Master Chu's life! From this day forward, Master Chu and I are even! If there is a next time..."

"Don't worry, I promise I won't make things difficult for you next time!"

"Then this humble servant thanks you in advance, Master Chu! Farewell!" With a wink, the three dark figures vanished into the vast night in an instant...

"Wife, wife, wake up..." It's already 12:45 PM, why hasn't my wife woken up yet? She used to wake up around 5:00 AM! What's wrong with her today? Dongfang Yao nudged Rongyue with worry, his heart filled with unease.

The pushing against her was incredibly annoying to Rongyue. She was so sleepy; couldn't they just let her sleep?!

Frustrated, Rongyue opened her sore eyelids and glared at Dongfang Yao, whose hands were still on her arms. "Brother Yao, what are you doing? Why are you up so early? Honestly, I'm so sleepy... Ah-ha—" She yawned inelegantly, and her tired eyelids drooped again.

"Good morning?" Dongfang Yao was taken aback, blinked twice, looked at the sun hanging high in the sky outside with a puzzled expression, tilted her head and looked at him with a face full of doubt: "Is 11:45 a.m. very early?"

"Wife—the little eunuch just came to tell us that the Emperor wants us to see the strange beast! He also said that the beast is incredibly amazing, its body is as tall as a house, and each leg is as thick as a pillar! Let's go see it, let's go see it! Wife, get up quickly, wife..."

With no other choice, I forced my eyes open and said, "Brother Yao, can we go when it's light?"