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Capítulo 141

Cai Zhonghe shouted, "No, Mother, I would never do anything to hurt Jianyue because I love him. I would never do that."

"Can you guarantee you're not jealous at all?" Madam Cai said, "Xu Yun is the best proof of that."

Cai Zhonghe's face suddenly turned deathly pale, and he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.

The snow fell all night, and the candles in the room burned all night as well. Cai Zhonghe leaned against the brocade pillow, staring blankly out the window, unable to sleep all night...

In the morning, the wind stopped, but the snow continued to fall. A sky full of silvery flakes danced, so pure, so light, so elegantly beautiful, gently landing in Kiyomi Tsuki's palm. The flakes slowly melted in Kiyomi Tsuki's slightly rough, pinkish-white palm, turning into glistening water droplets. Looking up, Kiyomi Tsuki smiled at the sky, then closed her eyes, letting the snowflakes fall on her cheeks. The cool feeling was wonderful!

A white fox leaped at her feet, its silvery fur shimmering. Suddenly, it stopped, its ears twitching as it warily gazed into the distance. Qingfeng and Cai Zhonghe strode swiftly into the study. The white fox cried out, and Qing Jianyue opened her eyes, flashing them a radiant, sun-like smile. Her smile made Cai Zhonghe stop in his tracks; his mother's voice suddenly echoed in his ears again.

"Love brings not only happiness; love can also bring unhappiness."

"Jian Yue has suffered too much pain. No matter how strong he is, he is still a human being. Don't add any more burdens to him."

"Can you guarantee you're not jealous at all? Xu Yun is the best proof."

Cai Zhonghe clenched his fingers so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh, yet he felt no pain. His mind was in turmoil. "I must give up," he thought, "yes, I must give up. I can't hurt him, I can't. I like him so much, I love him so much. How could I do something to hurt him? I can't, I can't."

Qingfeng smiled and said, "Jianyue, what are you doing here all by yourself?"

Kiyomi Tsuki laughed and said, "Playing in the snow, huh?"

Qingfeng smiled warmly and said, "You can always find joy in anything. The plum blossoms in my garden are in bloom. If you have some free time this afternoon, come over to my place with your cousin to admire the flowers."

Qing Jian Yue happily said, "Okay, okay, handsome brother, come along too." When his gaze fell on Cai Zhong He's face, Qing Jian Yue's smile seemed to close up like a flower petal. He walked up to Cai Zhong He with concern and worry, and reached out to touch his forehead. "Handsome brother, you look pale. Are you feeling unwell?"

Cai Zhonghe recoiled abruptly, as if he had been scalded. His ghost-like expression startled Qing Jianyue. Cai Zhonghe then recalled the events of the previous night, feeling a fishbone stuck in his throat, a mixture of distress and pain. Without a word, he abruptly turned and fled on his knees.

Kiyomi Tsuki stared blankly at his departing figure, her mouth agape in shock, but she couldn't utter a sound.

Qingfeng naturally understood what was going on, but what could he say? He could say nothing, and there was nothing he could say. He could only sigh sadly.

The white fox let out a melodious cry, its furry paws pawing at its master's robe.

At this moment, Zhang Zhichun came out from inside, smiling broadly, and said, "The Great Lord has arrived. The Fortress Master has been asking about you several times. Young Master, please come back inside and sit down. The Fortress Master is worried that you are not feeling well after just recovering, so please do not stay outside for too long. The heated kang is nice and warm, and there are steaming hot buns and freshly brewed Longjing tea that have just been delivered from the kitchen. Please have a taste."

Kiyoshi Tsuki remained silent, still puzzled by Cai Zhonghe's unusual behavior earlier.

Qingfeng advised, "Jianyue, go back inside and sit down. Be careful, or your cousin won't be able to concentrate on his work."

Qing Jianyue's face was flushed with a rosy blush. He was somewhat reluctant, but unable to resist Zhang Zhichun's pleas, he had no choice but to follow them into the room. In the study, Lin Feng, Su Haibo, and Lei Yongxiang had arrived a step earlier. Lu Qingcheng was listening to Lei Yongxiang's report when she saw Qing Jianyue, and instantly her eyes and brows beamed with a warm and sweet smile.

Chapter Fifty-Three: Distress

The woman in the mirror is charming and naive, pretty and slender, strong and graceful. The woman in the mirror, "slowly tying her skirt, half-concealing her breasts," "her figure so delicate it shames even the snow-white hibiscus," "her skin revealed through the fine silk threads." The woman in the mirror, "moving with delicate steps, her beauty unparalleled in the world."

Kiyomi Tsuki was quite curious: who was the stunning beauty in the mirror?

Strangely, no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't see clearly. For some inexplicable reason, he began to feel anxious. Just then, Lu Qingcheng gracefully walked over, tenderly took the hand of the woman in the mirror, and gently called out, "My wife."

Kiyoshi was greatly surprised, "My lady?"

The woman in the mirror looked up, her smile as radiant as a flower. This time, Kiyomi Tsuki finally saw the true face of the woman in the mirror. It was none other than herself.

With a start, Kiyomi Tsuki woke up from his dream. He sat up abruptly, his hair standing on end like a bird's nest, which startled the white fox, who scurried back into bed. But the fox quickly poked half its head out, blinking its golden eyes and cautiously observing the surrounding enemy situation.

My wife?

Kiyomi Tsuki rubbed the goosebumps on her arms vigorously. Was that woman in the mirror me? She was wearing a brightly colored and gorgeous dress, with a bunch of messy jewelry stuck in her hair, her face covered in powder and rouge, her eyebrows drawn and decorated with floral patterns. And that wasn't all; she also had slanted red lines and lipstick. Everything imaginable was there. The more Kiyomi Tsuki thought about it, the more terrified she became.

That's not me, absolutely not me. I'm a man, a normal man.

The white fox suddenly emerged from under the covers, gently wagging its large, snow-white tail at the carved door and emitting a pleasant low whimper. The carved door opened, and little sparrows and crows entered, carrying washing utensils and beaming with smiles.

After washing up, Qing Jianyue changed into a black brocade robe with exquisite red lace trim, fastened a ruby headband, put on deerskin boots, and donned fingerless sheepskin gloves—all made for him by Jinxiufang at Lu Qingcheng's expense. Looking in the mirror, he was incredibly handsome! It's true what they say, clothes make the man; it's absolutely true.

After changing her clothes, she came out of the room and, as usual, began her morning training with the white fox. When the bright red sun rose from the east, its warm golden rays bathing the earth, it signified the end of the day's training. Kiyomi Tsuki looked up, her forehead glistening with sweat. The white fox circled around her, leaping and frolicking happily.

A gentle breeze blew in, lifting a few strands of hair and brushing them against his cheek. Qing Jianyue was troubled. Everything had happened too suddenly, too fast, too fast for him to accept, too fast to bear. Qing Jianyue frowned, distressed.

Mao Ying brought over a dry towel, which Qing Jianyue took, wiping away her sweat with a sullen expression. Seeing her like this, Mao Ying was very worried and couldn't help but ask, "Is something troubling you, young master? If you have any troubles, just tell the lord of the fortress, and nothing can't be resolved."

Kiyomi Tsuki smiled bitterly.

The white fox jumped and cried out. Guo Guo reminded her, "Young master, it's a little sparrow." Qing Jianyue looked over and saw the little sparrow running quickly towards them in the distance. She called out breathlessly, "Young master, please go back quickly."

Kiyomi Tsuki asked, "What is it?"

"Young master, you'll find out when we get back." The little sparrow called out cheerfully, "Please, young master, come back with me quickly."

Qing Jian Yue was bewildered, but hurriedly followed her back to the courtyard. As soon as they entered the house, they saw two large chests on the ground. The little crow opened the chests, and Qing Jian Yue was immediately dazzled by the colorful dresses inside.

The little crow smiled and said, "Young master, these were all custom-made for you by the lord of the fortress. The chief steward just delivered them. Please try them on, please try them on."

Kiyoshi felt an urge to faint. Without a word, he turned and ran out of the room, the white fox chasing after him in a panic. He rushed straight to the study from the courtyard. Outside the study, Zhang Lang, Huang Chong, Guo Guo, and Mao Ying, who were whispering with Wang Jie and Zhang Zhichun in the courtyard, were terrified when they saw his menacing aura. He opened the study door, went in, and slammed it shut. The white fox bumped its head against the door, while a little crow flapped its wings and cawed around it.

Inside the study, Lu Qingcheng was sitting at the table writing a letter when Qing Jianyue stormed in. He seemed oblivious, saying without even looking up, "You're here. Sit down first. I'll talk to you after I finish this letter."

Today, Lu Qingcheng was also dressed in a black brocade robe, trimmed with the same exquisite red lace, making it clear at a glance that it was made by the same tailor.

Kiyoshi thought to herself: What a coincidence, even wearing the same clothes.

He couldn't help but scrutinize him again. The black robe, which complemented his handsome and dashing face, made him appear noble and imposing. In fact, he seemed even more dashing than Qingfeng and Cai Zhonghe.

Kiyomi Tsuki's face suddenly turned bright red, and her whole body began to heat up dramatically.

Damn it, I'm thinking about random things again.