El paisaje es como una pintura

Capítulo 47

Unable to bear his incessant, alien-sounding chatter any longer, Rongyue waved her hand dismissively: "Master Chu, I'm tired, see you out!"

"You!" After catching his breath, Chu Xuyao tried his best to suppress the anger that was about to erupt in his heart: "If I leave this door, it will be difficult for you to make me turn back!"

"I cannot see you off any further!"

Looking at Rongyue's impatient expression, Chu Xuyao laughed angrily: "Fine, fine! Liu Rongyue, even if you cry and beg me from now on, I won't give you another second glance!"

"Pfft!" How crazy!

"I'm giving you one last chance..."

"No need!"

With a fierce flick of his sleeve, Chu Xuyao glared at Rongyue, then turned and strode towards the door...

But as he reached the door, he suddenly pulled back his leg, clenched his fists, and turned back again with a look of resentment: "I'll ask you one last time..."

"No, not rare!" This guy is just totally out of his mind!

His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and filled with rage, Chu Xuyao drew his Snow Willow Sword and chopped down every single bamboo in the garden before leaping away, his anger still simmering...

It's hopeless! Gazing at the countless unfortunate and heroically sacrificed bamboo saplings in the garden, Rongyue glanced in the direction Chu Xuyao had left, and shook her head with infinite regret...

Volume One: Pear Blossom Courtyard Under the Melting Moon, Chapter Fifty-Two: The Storm Is Approaching

Outside the window, the night was cold and gloomy.

The pale moonlight shone through the latticed window lattice, like a sharp, cold blade fixed on the cold stone wall, gazing coldly at the person dressing in front of the mirror inside the room...

A biting wind howled, its sound like the cry of cranes. A petite figure slammed the door shut amidst the raging gale, glanced around, and then let out a sinister, chilling laugh. In the fading shadows of the palace, she moved swiftly and lightly along the winding corridors…

"Ah Yao, I miss you..." Her soft, boneless arms wrapped around Chu Xuyao's sexy bronze body like water snakes, her diamond-shaped pink lips pressed against his broad earlobe, whispering softly, her breath as fragrant as orchids, her warm and moist breath carrying a hint of alluring charm.

The flutter in her heart vanished in an instant, replaced by a cold indifference: "Liu Rongyue, do you really think you can toy with me like this?"

Seeing that Chu Xuyao remained unmoved, the woman's body persistently rubbed against his male form, her soft hands slipping through his white undershirt, boldly tracing and roaming his well-defined muscles, attempting to ignite the fire of desire in his eyes. Her pink lips moved inch by inch down his earlobe, kissing and licking each inch, until they reached his Adam's apple, where she opened her mouth and took it in, sucking and licking, teasing him in every way…

Glancing coldly at Liu Rongyue, who was diligently serving him, Chu Xuyao scoffed, "I never imagined you were so wanton! You were so stern during the day saying you didn't care, but as soon as night falls, you're already eager to throw yourself into my arms?" Hypocritical, pretentious, and frivolous! I thought she was a pearl covered in dust, a gem among women, but I never imagined she was just a stain painted with glossy varnish!

The throbbing and ambiguous feelings that had once been suppressed deep in his heart were gradually dissipating. Facing Rong Yue, who was groping and licking him in an attempt to please him, Chu Xuyao's hawk-like eyes gradually revealed disdain and disgust: "Truly a womanizer!"

Upon hearing this, Rongyue, who had been wriggling against him, stopped. She raised her head slightly, tears glistening in her almond-shaped eyes: "Ayao, how could you say such a thing to me? I've humbled myself so much, lowered my dignity, and tried so hard to please you, how could you be so sarcastic and hurt me so cruelly?"

Having 'seen' her true nature, Chu Xuyao was even more disgusted by her affectation: "You know what? You really disappoint me!"

"Ah Yao, did I do something wrong that made you angry? Tell me, and I'll definitely change..."

Suddenly, a white shadow appeared outside the door, catching Chu Xuyao's sharp eyes. A glint flashed in his eyes, and he hooked his arm around her waist, his cold expression instantly softening: "Yue, then tell me, do you like me?"

A surge of immense joy graced Rongyue's face: "Of course! Ayao, I told you that night that without you, I'm just a walking corpse..."

"And what about your husband? Don't you like your Yao-gege?" Rongyue, who thought her seduction plan had succeeded, did not notice the dark side hidden beneath Chu Xuyao's warm smile, nor the strange look in his eyes as he glanced at the door as if it were unintentional.

Her cherry lips pursed, her large almond-shaped eyes filled with disdain and disgust: "That fool, how could he deserve my love! The kind of man I admire is someone like Yao, a man of unparalleled wisdom and skill in both literature and martial arts. How could I possibly love a good-for-nothing, a simpleton who's always looking for trouble! Yao, I..."

Seeing Chu Xuyao's undisguised, chilling smile, Rongyue suddenly stopped speaking. A chill ran from her heels straight to her brain! Following his gaze, she stiffly moved her neck inch by inch, and when she saw the white figure standing motionless at the palace gate, swaying precariously in the autumn wind, a heart-wrenching pain rapidly spread throughout her body!

It seemed even the heavens were tainted by human resentment! At the same moment, a fierce wind arose, thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down. A blinding white lightning bolt split the dark sky in two, falling diagonally down into the air and striking the creaking doorway, which was being battered by the gale.

In the pale, fading light of the lightning, Dongfang Yao's lifeless, ashen face came clearly into Rong Yue's view! He covered his ears with his hands, shaking his head frantically in disbelief, muttering in a daze, "This isn't my wife...no...no...my wife likes me...likes me..."

He suddenly looked up at Rongyue, who was lying on top of Chu Xuyao, and abruptly let out a desperate and sorrowful howl like a wounded little beast, then turned and rushed into the dark and silent curtain of wind and thunder...

“Yao… Brother…” Sharp pain surged from the deepest part of her heart, tormenting and tearing at her heart, until her heart, which was already overwhelmed, was torn to pieces and became unrecognizable!

The clear color returned to her eyes, but at the same time, a stream of bright red blood kept gushing from her mouth, instantly staining Chu Xuyao's snow-white inner garment!

She tumbled off the bed in a disheveled state, clutching her seemingly bleeding chest in anguish. Her eyes were filled with sorrow as she stumbled barefoot onto the cold flagstones and rushed towards the pouring rain outside!

Brother Yao, I'm sorry, please let me explain...

As she gazed at the approaching rain curtain, Rongyue's mind grew increasingly hazy, as if she were walking on cotton, her feet feeling increasingly unsteady...

Brother Yao... wait for me...

When she was just a step away from the rain, everything went black, and her body went limp as she collapsed. In that instant, she frantically reached out to grab the descending rain, as if hoping it would lend her some strength…

With trembling hands, Chu Xuyao lightly touched the large, still-wet bloodstains on his inner garment in horror. His tall, imposing body trembled uncontrollably.

"Moon..." he roared, and flew towards Rongyue like lightning, lifting her soft and weak body, his face cold with panic and fear.

"Yue, Yue! Wake up! Wake up..." Trembling, Chu Xuyao gently cupped her pale face, screaming in her ear in a state of utter panic. A fear of loss spread through his limbs and his internal organs!

He quickly took her pulse, and following the meridians, streams of true energy were continuously flowing into Rongyue's body...

Gradually, Rongyue's body was no longer so cold, and her face, which was as white as paper, began to regain its color.

Half an hour later, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her sorrowful and painful eyes.

"Yue! Yue, you're awake! Yue..."

Ignoring Chu Xuyao's surprised expression, Rongyue turned her anxious gaze to the torrential rain, her pale lips trembling as she asked, "Brother Yao...where are you..."

Struggling to suppress the tinnitus and dizziness, she tried to stand up, but her legs were too weak to support her weight. A deep sense of powerlessness washed over her, and her once clear and carefree eyes were now filled with sorrow and resentment. Gasping for breath, she dug her hands into the flagstones, several fingernails breaking off and embedding themselves in the cracks, oblivious to her surroundings. Her eyes remained vacant as she stared blankly at the white expanse outside the door…

In the vast rain, she couldn't see Dongfang Yao's desperate figure, just as Dongfang Yao couldn't see the sorrow in her eyes... Could it be... that they would miss each other forever, just like now, a curtain of rain separating them, completely severing the red thread that connected them across thousands of miles...

No…she didn’t want to!! The thought of her leaving his life forever, of them becoming strangers, was like a knife piercing her heart, each stab drawing blood, each stab causing excruciating pain, each stab tearing at her soul!!