Sueños Florales en la Ciudad

Capítulo 137

Life is so illusory. The distance from the clouds to the dust is so far, but it can be covered in just a few words.

Is there anything more ridiculous, laughable, or agonizing than this?

After committing so many evil deeds, that crazy mermaid demon turned around and left, carefree and untouched by the world, yet she left behind such terrible consequences for her and her parents to bear!

Were those chivalrous and kind-hearted couple her parents?

In the evening, her parents came to visit her, but she did not open the door.

She really didn't know what to say to them.

Now, she feels deep regret. Although she wasn't their biological daughter, over the years, they had taken such good care of her, treating her as their own child. Their deep and profound love and care for her was genuine!

Chen Muwan longed to rush into her mother's arms and have a good cry, but it was too late—the war on the southeastern border was tense, and her parents, with no time to deal with their children's personal matters, rushed to the front lines overnight with their still-wounded Yan Gongzi and Xiye Gongzi, filled with worry.

She doesn't know martial arts and can't go to the battlefield, so perhaps they won't see each other again until the war is over...

A glistening candle tear dripped from the wick. No candle in the world is without its tears, but why does it weep? Is it because it doesn't know for whom it was lit?

Behind me, a soft "click" sounded from the carved window, and a hand pushed the window open.

In the hazy light and shadow, Chen Muwan noticed a large shadow cast on the table. Just as she was about to turn around, she was struck hard. She stumbled forward, knocking over a teacup.

Feng Xuese gently exhaled and slowly opened her eyes.

All I could see was darkness.

He was slightly startled, then remembered that he had been circulating his internal energy in the quiet room to expel the poison, without lighting any lamps or candles. Could it be that the poison hadn't been completely eliminated, and he had gone blind again?

He calmed himself down, closed his eyes briefly, and then looked around. The outlines of the furniture in the quiet room came into view, and he could even make out the words written in the small, elegant calligraphy on the open pages of a book on the corner table.

A smile appeared on Maple Snow's lips. After so long, when he had almost given up hope, he could finally see again, and his vision had not only not deteriorated, but had become much sharper.

The thought that his eyes had been restored because he had drunk Gray's blood made the smile on his lips disappear again.

What kind of deadly poison had been inflicted on that child? It was poison that could kill instantly upon contact with the lips, and also neutralize all other poisons. Even Madam Wan, after examining the child's pulse, couldn't explain its nature!

Sigh! This child has suffered so much hardship growing up with the crazy little fish demon!

However, although the little fish demon was strange, she was very indulgent towards Huihui. So, was her statement that the child would not live past twenty years old an exaggeration?

Feng Xuese thought of how Zhu Huihui cried so loudly when she was forced to donate blood, and felt both sympathy and heartache. Given that child's consistently cowardly nature, for her to actually cut her skin and bleed was simply... simply too much of a favor!

Sigh! Come to think of it, he hadn't "seen" her in a long time! He suddenly wanted to pinch her chubby cheeks and check how long it had been since she'd washed her face.

He sighed and stood up.

Unexpectedly, the first thing he did after regaining his sight was to go see that incredibly unruly girl—it was very late, and perhaps she was asleep, but he only needed to glance at her.

If she wasn't asleep, he needed to have a serious talk with her. This child had never called Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan "father" and "mother." There must still be something unresolved in her heart, right?

Who wouldn't have a mental block after encountering something like Zhu Huihui's situation? Suddenly having two parents is bad enough, but then her body gets all messed up... Sigh! Luckily, this child is careless; if it were someone more sensitive, they might even be contemplating suicide!

Before leaving, Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan left behind medication for Song Xiaobei and asked him to take care of their two daughters. One of the girls was alright, but the other would definitely cause him a lot of trouble.

Tomorrow I have to do something very important, to meet someone important. If this trip proves my theory true, then whether I can come back alive is unknown.

If I'm lucky enough to survive, I still need to get to the border defense area. So, it's safer to send this difficult child back to his parents...

As I pondered, my eyes fell upon an exquisite pavilion.

This place is called Xiaojingxuan, which was his mother's residence when she came to Yinling Island. Now it is where Zhu Huihui lives.

The room was pitch black, without a single ray of light.

Feng Xuese smiled slightly, walked to the pavilion, stood for a moment, and then decided not to disturb Zhu Huihui's sweet dream. Just as she turned to leave, she suddenly felt that things might not be so good—

There was no one inside the Small Mirror Pavilion!

His senses were very sharp; even though he was standing outside the pavilion, he could faintly hear a soft snore coming from inside—no need to ask, it was Hua Hua's voice.

Grey Grey has been a wanderer for years, sleeping on the streets or in dilapidated temples. He's gotten used to having Flower as a companion, and even when he lives in a nice house, he only feels at ease when one of them sleeps in a bed and the other in a corner. So, under normal circumstances, the two are inseparable.

But now, only Hua Hua's snoring can be heard in the small mirror pavilion; there is no sound of human breathing.

Feng Xuese's heart tightened: Had something happened to Huihui?

Then he dismissed the idea. If something had happened to Grey, that big fat pig would probably have been squealing already, and wouldn't still be snoring.

He darted in through the upstairs window and quickly checked the floor and windows.

Sure enough, apart from Hua Hua sleeping soundly downstairs, there was no sign of Zhu Huihui, and the bed wasn't even wrinkled!

Feng Xuese remained silent for a moment, then spun around and slipped out of the window, leaping and bounding to another courtyard.

The houses on Hidden Spirit Island are built against the mountain, and there are not many servants to begin with. At night, they all stay in the servants' quarters, which are some distance away from the master's and guests' houses.

Therefore, Feng Xuese immediately deduced that there was still no one in this courtyard!

However, the doors and windows of the house in the center were wide open.

He entered gracefully, and with a casual glance, he saw the burnt-out candle ash, the overturned teacup, and a blue brick covered with a thick cloth on the ground.

On Hidden Spirit Island, even the servants are skilled in martial arts. So, the only person who would hit a weak and frail woman on the back with a brick is that good-for-nothing girl!

Standing in the room, Feng Xuese recalled a sentence and suddenly felt a chill run through her body.

During the day, when Yu Xiaoyao was around, she once said something to me: "Steamed is delicious, braised is even better, and grilled over charcoal, it has a unique flavor!"