Supercomputadora

Capítulo 37

Upon hearing this, even Baili Hanyi, who was usually unmoved by the winds of change, couldn't help but be impressed.

"The solemn facade of Baili Prefecture is indeed steadfast, very steadfast indeed." Heaven have mercy, the responsibility of Baili Prefecture? The only person in the entire Baili Prefecture who cares about the responsibility of Baili Prefecture is Baili Qingyi. On the contrary, the other three true blood relatives of Baili Prefecture do not take the responsibility of Baili Prefecture seriously at all, let alone use such a thing to persuade their eldest brother.

"The responsibility of Baili Prefecture?" Baili Hanyi couldn't help but repeat, then suddenly held the fan horizontally in front of him, trembling uncontrollably behind him.

Baili Qingyi looked at him, a warm smile appearing on her lips: "Don't take these six words too lightly. One day you'll have to work hard to make them work for you."

"Painstakingly managed?" Baili Hanyi looked up, a glimmer of tears still glistening in his eyes. "You mean working yourself to death?" He spoke with a respectful yet defiant expression: "As a member of the Baili family, I should share the responsibilities of the Baili family, but I insist that the biggest and heaviest burden should still be borne by you, elder brother."

"Oh?" Baili Qingyi raised an eyebrow and turned around, drawing out the last syllable of her voice.

Was it just my imagination? Baili Hanyi suddenly became fully alert for no apparent reason.

"Big Brother!" Baili Tieyi burst in excitedly, "I got the results!"

"Third brother is incredibly fast." Baili Qingyi turned around, his face beaming with his signature warm smile. "And the result?"

"The Seven Cliffs of Zhewu Mountain." Baili Tieyi's smile was slightly cold. Why did his elder brother praise his speed in such a sarcastic way?

"..." Baili Qingyi's eyes flickered for a moment before she turned to face Baili Hanyi and solemnly instructed, "I'm going out for a bit. I'll leave this place to you for now."

Baili Hanyi nodded knowingly.

"Brother, please give my regards to Xiao Wu'er... I mean, Miss Yin."

"..." Baili Qingyi narrowed her eyes and smiled innocently: "I will."

"Big brother!" Baili Hanyi called out again from behind.

"When it comes to a woman you've been longing for for six years, just let the 'square inch' thing do whatever it wants."

Baili Qingyi's back stiffened for a moment, and then—she flew away gracefully like a startled swan.

Seeing red as green

The headquarters of "Traceless" is probably built on the cliff face, and may even be hanging from a section that extends out from the cliff.

It's really cold.

Yin Wuxiao drifted off to sleep in the night, his mind wandering aimlessly.

She wasn't sure if she was just thinking about it and the words just slipped out of her mouth, but she felt like someone heard her sigh and was pulling at her blanket. Was it Mansi, who was sleeping at the other end of the bed? That guy never sleeps peacefully.

She then hugged the blanket tightly.

However, a force she couldn't resist forcibly lifted her hand—tucked it under the blanket, and then carefully tucked it in.

"Thank goodness, finally it's draft-free," she sighed in her dream. "But it's still so cold."

It sounded like someone was chuckling softly, and their voice was quite pleasant.

Keep laughing... Hmph...

A sudden chill ran through her feet, and she frowned, about to pull her feet back, when her feet were immediately enveloped by something. The hot and slightly rough sensation made her curl up in satisfaction, and the warmth flowed continuously from the soles of her feet until it warmed her entire body.

Even in her sleep, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up. She remembered when she was little, running out to have a snowball fight with Mansi in the cold winter of the capital. Once, she accidentally lost her shoes, so Mansi separated her pair of shoes, and they each wore one back home. As a result, when they got home, their other feet were frozen solid. Aunt Nan was yelling and ordering someone to quickly fetch two basins of snow, but Cen Lu, who was only fifteen years old and standing nearby, without saying a word, pulled Mansi's feet and stuffed them into his arms to warm them.

She sat beside them, and when the servants saw this, they tried to warm her feet as well, but she refused. Looking at Cen Lu and Man Si, she felt a pang of envy. She knew that the servants' attitude towards her was different from Cen Lu's attitude towards Man Si.

When, when will she be able to have someone like Mansi, someone who will wholeheartedly protect her?

Unexpectedly, an incredibly beautiful face came to mind. Who else could it be but Baili Qingyi?

Yin Wuxiao was startled and suddenly woke up.

The room was filled with a chilling emptiness, with only the crows on the wall baring their claws. She felt a little lost, while to her side, Shi Mansi's soft snores rose and fell.

No! The warmth she still felt was real! She quickly sat up and, by the faint moonlight, looked down to see a faint imprint on the mattress by the edge of the bed, indicating someone had sat there. She touched it; it still retained a trace of body heat.

She stopped and thought about it seriously for a moment.

The dream she just had was definitely more than just a dream, and the person who warmed her up...

There are probably only a handful of people in the world who have the ability to silently and alone infiltrate the headquarters of Wuhen.

They have the guts to risk coming in to check on her safety, but not the guts to wake her up?

Why is this person always like this?

She stared blankly at her hands, feeling as if she had been stabbed in the heart.

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"I said, what's wrong with you just going to inform them for me!" Shi Mansi talked until her lips were sore, but she still couldn't persuade Chou'er, who brought them food, to pass on her message.

"The master said that you should only eat and stay well, and no other requests are allowed." Ugly was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he answered with the flatness of an adult.

"It's just a notification; it won't harm either your master or you, will it?"

Ugly didn't even look at her, and went ahead to set out the bowls and plates.

Shi Mansi picked up a peanut from the plate and rudely tossed it into her mouth.

"Are you all so rigid here? We are your master's most important guests. If we delay something important, can you take responsibility?"

There has still been no response.

"People who do great things need to know how to take risks. You don't want to be a servant for the rest of your life, do you?" So she changed her approach to enticing people with benefits.

Ugly glanced at her coldly and snorted.

Shi Mansi's face changed drastically; her delicate features twisted into a ghastly, deathly pale expression. She gripped her neck tightly with one hand and cried out in a hoarse, strained voice:

"It's...it's poisonous..." He fell to the ground with a thud, knocking over two mahogany chairs in the process.

Ugly didn't even bother to look, and simply picked up the food box and prepared to leave.

"You...you're too cruel, child!" Shi Mansi jumped up from the ground, yelling. Even this tactic didn't work; the "seamless" education was truly watertight!

"Wait a minute." Yin Wuxiao, who had been leaning against the edge of the bed watching the show, finally spoke. She took out a red object: "Take this to your master."

Upon closer inspection, Chou'er saw that it was a bright red, exquisitely crafted blood jade pendant.

“This…” The flat-faced man’s eyes flickered slightly.

"What, haven't you seen this on your master?" Yin Wuxiao said sarcastically.

Having seen it before, one would be utterly astonished only by having seen it. Ugly dared not be careless, quickly took the jade pendant, answered "yes," and left.

Shi Mansi was greatly surprised: "Isn't that pendant the token that your mother used to arrange the marriage with the Qiao family when she was pregnant? It seems that my cousin from the Qiao family also has one that looks exactly the same."

Yin Wuxiao took a deep breath: "Not bad." The jade pendant was originally a pair, but she had never seen Qiao Fenglang wear it since she met Yuwen Cuiyu.

She used to think that the jade pendant had taken away a part of Fenglang, taking away his kindness and humility. Now she realized that the jade pendant had taken away a living person.

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"Please wait, young lady. The master has ordered that no one is allowed to enter and disturb us," the guard at the door said coldly, using polite language.

"Oh?" Yuwen Cuiyu raised her eyebrows with interest. "Is your master receiving guests in broad daylight?" The headquarters of "Wuhen" was filled with a sense of killing and despair, and even she felt uncertain. She vaguely felt that apart from cooperating with the master of "Wuhen", she knew nothing about this person, and that some things she did not know would be very disadvantageous to her.

The guard bowed his head: "The master is alone in the room; there is no one else there."

"Hmph, that's even stranger. Perhaps there's some unspeakable secret they're afraid to let anyone know?"

The guard remained silent. On the eighth of each month, the master would lock himself in his room, forbidding anyone to disturb him. No one in the organization dared to disturb him, so the guard didn't take his duties too seriously. Everyone in the organization knew that on this day, the master was like a plague demon, someone to be avoided at all costs.

Yuwen Cuiyu smiled captivatingly, then turned around and casually uttered, "Sigh, the people in your organization really are all heartless."

Before she could finish speaking, the guard groaned and collapsed unconscious. Yuwen Cuiyu smiled and flicked the finger that had been used to launch the sneak attack.

She would never let go of any opportunity to exploit the weakness of the "Traceless" owner.

Upon entering, Yuwen Cuiyu was surprised.

A man dressed in black lay face down on the table, motionless. Beside him was a wine jar, and the room reeked of alcohol, carrying a heavy, rotten smell.

Yuwen Cuiyu frowned, closed the door, and stepped forward to move the wine jar aside. She tried patting the shoulder of the "Traceless" owner, but there was no response.

"What's going on? The king of assassins is locked in his room drinking alone?" she muttered to herself. After a moment's thought, she suddenly took pity on him, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and prepared to carry him to the bed.

Peeking out from under his armpit, Yuwen Cuiyu frowned again. The man's heavy body draped over her, and the pungent smell of alcohol permeated her as well. She suddenly felt a pang of regret, so without caring whether he was comfortable, she dragged her body towards the bedside.

Halfway there, the man suddenly moved and slowly raised his head. Yuwen Cuiyu was startled and turned to face a pair of blood-red eyes. In an instant, all the color drained from her face.

"It's you?" She trembled uncontrollably. She knew that the master of "Traceless" always appeared in disguise, but she never expected that the real face under the mask would be such a familiar face!

“You…” She trembled as she touched the man’s half of his grotesque, uneven face, as if trying to confirm whether it was yet another layer of tough skin.

His bloodshot eyes scanned her beautiful face, which was so close to his, and a glint of light flashed in them. Then, he smiled. The man reached out his large hand and grabbed Yuwen Cuiyu's fair chin, forcing her to look at him. However, due to the effects of alcohol, he became dizzy and unsteady, falling to the ground and pinning Yuwen Cuiyu beneath him.

Yuwen Cuiyu cried out in pain from the impact, "It hurts!" She gritted her teeth, "Get away from me, get away from me!" Her curvaceous body struggled desperately, and the man's heavy breath of alcohol now felt like a hot, ambiguous intrusion against her delicate neck. Her snow-white face flushed red with anger. Although she was cunning, she had never been so close to a man before, and this closeness made her instantly feel uncomfortable.

Suddenly, she stopped moving, her beautiful eyes staring in disbelief at the man on top of her. His eyes were bloodshot, but a wicked smile played on his lips, his gaze sharp and menacing. But what shocked and terrified her most was not that, but the fact that her tightly pressed body sensed a change in a certain part of the man's body.

"You... Qin Qiyun!" Yuwen Cuiyu cried out in alarm, feeling fear for the first time in her life. Her impression of this man was only that he was gentle, kind, and easy to bully. She never expected his true face to be so ferocious. At this moment, he was on top of her, wild and dangerous like a wild beast unleashed from its cage.

Qin Qiyun laughed hoarsely and triumphantly. He lowered his head and examined her stunningly beautiful face with satisfaction, then gently caressed her with one hand, before letting it flow like a tide over her neck, collarbone, and finally covering her full and burning breasts.

"It's you." He said in a low voice, with a hint of emotion in his voice.

Yuwen Cuiyu was stunned. Suddenly, she remembered Qiao Fenglang, whom she had known many years ago. Just like when she secretly followed him and he noticed her, he turned around and smiled at her with a helpless yet gentle expression, saying, "It's you."

Suddenly, Qin Qiyun's distorted and terrifying face blurred, and superimposed on it was a handsome face. And that handsome face slowly pressed down, biting and sucking at her lips with fierce passion.

As her consciousness gradually faded from Yuwen Cuiyu's mind, she closed her eyes and heard herself let out a satisfied sigh.

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The strong wind filled Baili Qingyi's thin blue robe.

"Big brother, everything is ready." Baili Hanyi approached from behind.