Supercomputadora

Capítulo 17

Baili Qingyi wrapped Shui Wu'er's wounded body in his outer garment and found a cave to shelter them for the night.

He dried her injured body and carefully let her rest in his arms.

This woman, once stunningly beautiful and full of youthful vigor, is now as fleeting as a passing breeze. From the very first moment he saw her, he was filled with fear—fear that he couldn't hold onto her, that she would truly vanish like the wind.

But he still recognized her because she remained strong, calm, and composed, yet incredibly unrestrained.

If it weren't for her, he might not have personally intervened in the matter of the Peerless Beauty Pavilion. Although the little beggar who was traveling with Bai Can didn't utter a word, he felt as if he had seen him before.

Despite his suspicions about the marital breakdown at Chuxiu Manor, he still let her leave. She was so different from how she was years ago that even he, who was usually good at judging people, dared not recognize her.

When they met again in the capital, he remained outwardly calm but was actually overjoyed. However, she was shrouded in too many doubts, and he dared not easily touch her closed heart.

When he learned that she was poisoned, he was struck dumb and finally understood what had made her into the Shui Wu'er she was today. He was heartbroken and became even more cautious in his interactions with her, fearing that if he broke the thin veil between them and stirred up her desires, they would be separated by death forever.

He, Baili Qingyi, was nothing but a coward.

The beautiful woman was aloof from the world, living independently of external things. He could only quietly shoulder the burden for her. What she could not obtain, he would obtain for her.

Whether she was Yin Wuxiao or Shui Wu'er, she was ultimately the woman who had been buried in his heart for six years.

The person in his arms stirred.

"Thank you, Baili Qingyi."

"No child." Baili Qingyi replied to the gentle and quiet young man in blue robes, "You and I are kindred spirits, so let's not be so distant in the future."

The woman in his arms coughed slightly: "You saw the painting I hid in my study?"

"...It's very well drawn, truly the work of a talented woman." But...the painting of Shi Mansi is missing a mouth. Hopefully, it's not what he's thinking.

“I met Mansi when I was seven years old, and we tormented each other until we were eighteen or nineteen. Our verbal battles were the most vicious of all. The portrait in your hand was a gift she gave me for my sixteenth birthday, intended to mock me for being ‘shameless.’ So I returned the favor with a portrait.”

"No virtue without a mouth?" The feud between two talented women turned out to be no different from a shrew's street brawl.

"Everyone says that there is only one portrait of Yin Wuxiao, but they don't know that it was the result of a quarrel between Mansi and me." She was a little embarrassed.

"Why did Miss Yin always wear a veil before? Was it because of the separation between men and women?" he asked, though he was certain the answer would be no.

"Sigh..." she sighed softly, "Miss Yin is so beautiful. If she were to show her true face, I wonder how many evil thoughts she would attract. It's a real sin."

Baili Qingyi's steady breathing became erratic. She still had to say something shocking. Had she finally returned to normal?

“Speaking of evil thoughts…” A meaningful smile appeared on Baili Qingyi’s face, “Do you remember, once upon a time, in a cave like this, between you and me, you once said to me…”

The person in his arms gasped for breath, and through the fabric of Baili Qingyi's chest, he could feel a suspicious heat. Two small hands reached up from his arms, one hooking around his neck, the other reaching out and touching his thin lips, then covering them to cut off his words.

Baili Qingyi laughed in surprise.

This woman was no ordinary woman; she was telling him that she would get better.

However, she eventually started relying on him.

very nice.

You know

You know, I know, you know, we both know, yet we pretend not to know.

I fear we may never know each other again.

Yin Wuxiao never saw what her biological parents looked like; she was raised by Aunt Nan and Aunt Yun. Aunt Nan was said to be a woman who had suffered heartbreak and was taken in by her parents before their deaths. Her child died shortly after birth, so she became Yin Wuxiao's wet nurse. Aunt Yun, on the other hand, was her biological aunt.

However, her feelings for both of them were far from genuine.

Aunt Yun also came from a martial arts family, but she regarded etiquette and rules as the highest standard. She often scolded Yin Wuxiao for being competitive and fond of showing her face in public, as a woman.

Aunt Nan was a woman who dared to do things, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to raise such an arrogant daughter. However, her daughter's arrogance surpassed even that of Aunt Nan. Aunt Nan always said that she and her biological mother were like two peas in a pod.

Ruan Wuyou, the mother of Yin Wuxiao, was a renowned chivalrous woman more than twenty years ago. She was chivalrous, intelligent, and possessed a free spirit that surpassed even men. Many young heroes of the martial world vied for her hand, yet unexpectedly, the one who won her heart was Yin Yong, a mere scholar-merchant from the capital, who was utterly powerless. These self-proclaimed noblemen of the martial world looked down on merchants tainted by money, and Ruan Wuyou's choice only deepened the regret of all the devoted men. Even Ruan Wuyou's own sister, Ruan Yun, disapproved of her sister's choice.

People in the martial arts world are often forgetful. Seven years after Ruan Wuyou married a merchant, she died in childbirth. Her husband, Yin Yong, loved her dearly and followed her in death, leaving behind a baby girl. From then on, the chivalrous Ruan Wuyou was forgotten by everyone in the martial arts world.

This is all that Yin Wuxiao knows about his parents.

Despite her many criticisms of her mother, Aunt Yun's tone always held a hint of envy when she mentioned her father's suicide pact. What woman wouldn't yearn for a love that transcends life and death? But such love was too much of a luxury for Aunt Yun; her marriage remained stagnant, like still water.

I heard that the late Chief Qiao married Aunt Yun in order to establish a connection with a prestigious family, and even abandoned his lover who bore him a son for this purpose. How could such a marriage be happy? Aunt Yun was kind and treated Qiao Fenglang as her own son. She never became pregnant again in her life, but her temperament became increasingly cold and introverted.

Aunt Nan hated her man, and so did Aunt Yun. When hatred reaches its extreme, loneliness follows.

But Yin Wuxiao would never walk down such a path in this life.

Shui Wu'er, also known as Yin Wuxiao, gradually regained her senses. She opened her eyes with difficulty and saw the familiar wooden roof.

here it is……

These are the guest rooms at Longqian Inn!

She tried to get up, but cried out in pain and fell back onto the bed. She felt a splitting headache and her whole body was burning with fever. The wounds from when she rolled down the slope the day before were all over her body and were also burning with pain.

Damn it... She hated this feeling of not being able to control her body, but why did God keep putting her in this predicament?

Memories returned to her mind bit by bit.

She survived.

How ridiculous! So many people die without knowing why, while she is forced to live time again and again.

The door creaked open.

Yin Wuxiao frowned slightly.

Baili Qingyi walked in carrying a bowl of medicine. Seeing her stunned eyes, she was not surprised.

"You're awake? It's time to take your medicine."

He put down the medicine and bent down to help her up.

Yin Wuxiao suddenly shrank back, avoiding his touch.

"I...I'll do it myself."

Baili Qingyi frowned, looking at her clenched teeth as the sudden movement aggravated her wound.

Yin Wuxiao reluctantly moved, finally managing to move his body half an inch off the quilt, a chill running down his chest.

She froze, looking at her bare breasts, the rounded outlines of which were visible from her previous movements.

"Ah!" She hurriedly pulled back, forgetting her limited mobility, and fell heavily back onto the bed, wincing in pain.

"So you've decided to do it yourself after all?" Baili Qingyi stared straight at her with his dark eyes, expressionless, as if the scene of her exposed skin had never happened. However, Yin Wuxiao could hear the sarcasm in his words.

“I…” She habitually bit her red lips.

Baili Qingyi smiled faintly, the smile softening the long-hardened lines of his face.

He gently wrapped her in a quilt, then hugged her, lifted her up, and then lowered her back into a sitting position, making sure to place a pillow behind her back.

"You..." His tender care and smile made her involuntarily force a weak smile as well. This was the gentle young master in blue, as warm as the winter sun; he had returned. All the previous aloofness, anger, worry, and pain seemed to have vanished. This was the young master in blue whom the entire martial world longed to rely on.

But… she couldn’t help but pull the blanket tighter around herself. She was completely naked under the blanket, and her wounds exuded a cool, medicinal scent. Without a doubt, he had seen her completely naked.

Yesterday, she was out of her mind in the rain and had no time to worry about being shy, but now, a blush involuntarily rose to her cheeks.

"You... I mean, the young master in blue... Sigh, did you apply the medicine for me yourself?" She gritted her teeth. She had dozens of wounds all over her body; if he really did apply the medicine to each one individually...

Seeing her embarrassed expression, Baili Qingyi picked up the medicine bowl with amusement: "The situation is urgent, so I have no choice but to offend you."

really……

"Your fever hasn't gone down yet, drink your medicine quickly." He scooped up a spoonful of the dark, murky medicine and held it to her lips.

The stench assaulted her nostrils. She frowned, turned her head away somewhat defiantly, and said, "I'm hungry."

He not only watched it, but also... Oh my god...

"No, you have to drink your medicine before you can eat." Baili Qingyi insisted on putting the spoon to her lips, and Yin Wuxiao had no choice but to swallow the medicine reluctantly.

“However,” he deliberately lingered his gaze on a certain part of her body, “you are too thin and weak, you really need to nourish yourself.”

"Cough cough..." Yin Wuxiao was so frightened by his words that she choked and spat out the entire mouthful of medicine. She stared at him in horror, her eyes wide open.

"You're Baili Qingyi?" She must be crazy to hear Baili Qingyi mocking her for having small breasts?

"You can verify your identity at any time." He smiled broadly, but his tone was utterly serious.

“You…” If she wasn’t mistaken, he had even winked at her in a suggestive way just now.

This exceptionally beautiful, otherworldly young man in blue robes, seemingly untouched by worldly dust, actually flirted with her?

A flirtatious and witty woman named Baili Qingyi? Kill her!

Although his teasing was still at an infantile level, he was absolutely, positively, definitely teasing!

"Alright, drink your medicine now." He said matter-of-factly, spooning the medicine into her wide-open mouth, which was filled with shock.

"Wait...wait..." She only realized what was happening after almost finishing the entire bowl of medicine.

"Hmm?" His stunningly beautiful face remained calm and serene, with an expression of... innocence.

"Do you know how Brother Bai and the others are doing now?" Although Bai Can is reckless, she can't just leave him alone.

“They’ve already entered Hundred Questions Valley.” He poured the last spoonful of medicinal soup into her mouth, a hint of displeasure flashing across his face.

"Oh." She looked somewhat disappointed.

"I'll take you into the valley tomorrow." Baili Qingyi skillfully wiped the medicine stains from her lips.

"Why?" Yin Wuxiao was bewildered. She had only planned to enter the valley to see if she could find Cui Shenghan's whereabouts because of Bai Can. Now that Bai Can had already entered the valley, there was no need for her to go in.

Baili Qingyi stopped what she was doing and didn't answer, but looked at her intently, as if trying to see into her heart.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yin Wuxiao coughed lightly again, hurriedly checking whether she was wrapped up tightly enough. She really couldn't handle this Baili Qingyi who had changed her personality.

"Yesterday... why exactly were you targeted by the old scorpion ghost?" He believed things weren't simple. He had wanted to ask her last night in the cave, but he was afraid of triggering bad memories, so he waited until today when she was more emotionally stable to ask.

Yin Wuxiao's face turned pale, and he lowered his head.

“Don’t run away.” He sighed, a hint of pity in his voice, and gently lifted her chin with his finger. “I know that experience was unpleasant, but only by talking about it can you truly forget.”