Las cosas malas suceden a menudo

Capítulo 8

Under the moonlight, the apricot-yellow figure swept past the city gate and headed straight for that ethereal and unreal phantom mountain.

The highest point of Illusion Mountain.

A tall pavilion stands.

A soft light emanated from the building.

"Li Ge, come out here!"

The woman in the apricot-yellow dress removed her disguise and stood outside the attic, shouting at the people inside, her eyes blazing with fury.

Slowly, very slowly, a window in the attic was slowly opened.

A tall, slender figure leaned against the window, head tilted to the side, strands of dark hair falling down his fair face. His light brown eyes gazed at the simply dressed woman outside the attic. "Woman, you're really early today! Much earlier than I expected."

He withdrew his gaze and casually remarked, "Huh? Woman, why aren't you coming in?"

"Li Ge, do you think my brain is filled with grass?" She glanced at the door of Qingyun Pavilion. "Do you think the scene where I was overwhelmed by letters last time will happen again?"

Li Ge chuckled awkwardly. "I admit I was wrong last time. I shouldn't have forgotten to tell you that the room was full of letters, but—" Li Ge said seriously, "I, Li Ge, will absolutely keep my promise to you."

Qingyun recalled what he had said in Juechen Valley—"Sigh! Woman, you really have me cornered."

Seeing his serious expression, Qingyun said, "Alright, let's not settle this matter with you. Let's settle something else." Qingyun used her lightness skill to jump through the open window.

The moonlight was like water.

Qingyun stood in front of Lige, so close that he could feel her warm breath.

Feng Xue, dressed in gorgeous attire, possesses a noble beauty.

Qingyun, dressed in plain clothes, possesses a breathtaking beauty.

"Li Ge, I saw through your disguise today." Her breath was sweet as orchids.

"I know." (Smiles)

“Li Ge, your light brown eyes are easy to recognize…and your voice hasn’t changed either…I recognized it as soon as I heard it…” Qingyun turned her head and buried her face in Li Ge’s shoulder.

"Heh, I did it on purpose."

"Even if you didn't do it on purpose, I could still recognize you..." she said softly, "Li Ge smells of pear blossoms..."

"Oh……"

Tonight, the moonlight is like water, the moonlight like frost. Under the frost-colored moonlight, Qingyun Pavilion is so quiet that only Li Ge and Qingyun's breathing can be heard. After a long time, Qingyun's soft question broke the silence.

"Why?"

Qingyun looked up, took a step back, and stared intently at him.

With a slight curve to her lips, Li Ge smiled broadly, "Woman, of course I'm thinking of you! Think about it, if you don't write more, your supporters will riot. At that time, you'll have no reputation left."

Qingyun remained silent, her eyes fixed on him, her expression unreadable.

"And I also want to see how the story unfolds. Woman, you really know how to pique people's interest."

"Why?" Qingyun looked at him earnestly. Li Ge gazed into her serious eyes, his smile fading, his voice still soft, "Qingyun, I don't want you to suffer."

Qingyun sneered, "Do you think that little bit of talent I displayed at the banquet will make the discerning Prince Pingyan like me?"

Li Ge was slightly taken aback.

“Qingyun, once you and Situ Xingyun are separated, the Fengxi Dynasty will be in grave danger.”

Qingyun was slightly taken aback.

“You were the one outside that day, Li Ge.” Qingyun stared intently at him, as if trying to see right through him. “You heard what Qingyi and I were saying.”

“Yes.” Li Ge looked at her honestly, “Once you are divorced by Situ Xingyun, the military power of Fengxi will almost entirely be concentrated in Situ Xingyun’s hands. At that time…”

"The world is divided, wars are frequent, lives are lost, and the people are suffering. The prosperity of Fengxi is gone." Qingyun closed her eyes, her voice as heavy as lead.

“Qingyun…” Seeing Qingyun like this, Li Ge felt a slight pang in his heart.

“And I am the key to stopping this turmoil…” Qingyun opened her eyes. “Li Ge is a divine physician, and a physician’s heart is like a parent’s. Naturally, he does not want such a turmoil to occur in the prosperous Fengxi. Li Ge, rest assured, I know what I’m doing. I am Fengxue Princess of Fengxi.”

Qingyun's lips curved slightly, a smile that was heartbreaking.

The stinging pain intensified, and Li Ge gently embraced her.

Qingyun pushed him away, a bright smile curving her lips. "Lige, don't make the atmosphere so sad! Otherwise, if I write a tragedy later, my supporters will flood Qingyun Pavilion with tears. Then, I'll hold you responsible!"

"Go write! Don't write too late."

Then he muttered, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had to start writing so quickly... Sigh... Such a long night..."

Farewell song with a smile.

This... is the real Qingyun.

The moonlight remained as cool as water, as cold as frost, and the lights of Qingyun Pavilion remained as bright as ever...

As dawn approached, the rooster cleared its throat, seemingly preparing to crow.

A tired, apricot-yellow figure leaped outside the Snow Tower.

Ha-ha-ha- Feng Xue yawned several times and weakly pushed open the door of Xue Lou.