Le charme d'une femme puissante se répand à travers le monde

Chapitre 79

It seems today's conversation is coming to an end. Was it a success? Regardless of what Old Man Yun is planning, at least I now have a general idea of the secret about the Yun family that has been weighing on my mind. Although I don't know exactly what Old Man Yun wants to do, or the cause of Yun Feng's poisoning, just thinking about it, it can't be separated from a few possibilities.

"Yes. If Father has nothing else, I will take my leave now."

After leaving the study, I hurried towards Xifeng Garden.

When Cui'er saw me return, she told me that lunch was ready. I sent her ahead with Ruochen, leaving Yefeng behind, and said, "Yefeng, tell me about Xilan's current situation."

Ye Feng paused for a moment, then replied respectfully, "Young Master, there's no need to worry."

"Night Wind!" I suddenly raised my voice. This was the first time I'd ever spoken to Night Wind like this, but I couldn't control myself anymore. "Even now, you still want to hide it from me?"

"Please forgive me, young master!" He knelt down without hesitation, bowing his head to beg for forgiveness.

I looked at the person in front of me, and this scene overlapped with a certain day in the past, making me feel dazed and blurring my vision.

"Get up. How can I accept this? From beginning to end, you've only had one master. You only need to kneel before him. Go out and eat." I leaned on the table and sat down in a chair. My heart was clenched, and I couldn't quite describe the feeling. Bitter? Pain? Astringent? Resentful? It was all of these, and yet none of them. I could only tell myself that I couldn't shed tears, I absolutely couldn't shed tears.

"Young Master?" Ye Feng was still kneeling there, but he turned around and looked at me, calling out with a hint of worry.

"Get out," I said weakly, waving my hand at him.

He remained kneeling there, motionless and silent. If he wouldn't tell me about Xi Lan's condition, why continue like this? I dug my fingers into my palms and yelled at him, "Get out of here right now!"

His lips moved almost imperceptibly, but he said nothing in the end. He got up and walked outside. When he reached the door, he turned around and looked back one last time before disappearing from my sight.

I keep telling myself I can't cry, I can't cry, but why does my face still feel wet? How is Xilan doing? Is this Fox's idea to keep this from me?

I never imagined that one day someone I've always trusted would deceive me. I've always been reluctant to think too much or delve into it. This trip wasn't easy, and I don't want to make my life too difficult. If even the fox, Lian Yefeng, or everyone in this Yun Mansion can't be trusted, then what am I supposed to do next?

The most important thing right now is Xi Lan. No matter what, I need to confirm whether he's alright or not. If Fox was intentionally deceiving me, he would never have agreed to let me go back to the Wangyue Battlefield to see Xi Lan. If I can't go, who can deliver the message? Ye Feng? Ruo Chen? Or perhaps someone from the Yun family? Ha, after almost a year here, I realize I've been wasting my life, neither cultivating my own power nor finding a single truly loyal confidant. Everyone around me is marked by Fox or the Yun family; can I still fully trust them about Xi Lan?

Having made up my mind, I decided to take Ruochen to see Yunfeng after they finished eating. The Yun family affair was also a major problem. Old Man Yun revealed a secret about the Yun family today. I didn't know if he had planned to tell me earlier, or if my words had lessened his concerns, but there was no doubt he had gained more today. He didn't immediately make demands or order me around; it was just that after seeing my reaction today, he needed to reconsider the whole matter. Now I only hoped that Yunfeng would recover quickly; perhaps then we would still have a chance to escape.

Ruochen entered the room, his gaze lingered on my face and Yunfeng's face for a moment, and then he waved to me.

"What?" I asked, somewhat confused.

"Get out of here." The little brat was getting impatient; he wasn't even carrying a medicine box, yet he was putting on airs like a miracle doctor.

"Why do you want me to go out?" I wanted to keep an eye on the little brat the whole time, so he wouldn't rip people off like that quack doctor.

"You woman, don't you know how to avoid suspicion?" the little brat said, pushing me out the door.

"You want to take off your brother's clothes?" I shouted incredulously, pushing the door open before the little brat could close it.

Ugh, just thinking about this possibility, and about Yunfeng's face that looks exactly like mine, makes me feel so awkward.

"You lunatic, don't come in!" The little brat warned me sternly again, then slammed the door shut. I stared at the door, blinked a few times, then walked away, rubbing my chin.

Taking advantage of this moment, he wrote two more letters. He gave one to Zhang De, asking him to send it to Wangzhou and personally deliver it to Marshal Tian Qing, Tian Xilan. He also instructed Zhang De to bring back a message, whether it was a reply or a verbal message, at the very least to see Xilan and tell him how Xilan was doing.

I handed another letter to Ye Feng. He looked down at the letter, then looked up at me, and hesitated for a moment.

"Night Wind, you've followed me from the Azure Sky to the Moonlit Night. You should understand that this matter concerns Xi Lan's life. What does it mean to me if you keep this from me? I've said before that I don't care what orders you receive or what you want to do. I only hope that when it concerns the people around me, you can inform me at the same time. Take this letter. Not only must you deliver it to Xi Lan personally, but you must also bring back a reply from her. I don't want anyone else to know about this. If you are unwilling or unable to do so, just turn around and tear this letter up."

"Young Master?" He still didn't reach out, but looked at me and called out with a slight surprise.

I chuckled self-deprecatingly, crumpled the letter in my hand into a ball, and then released it, letting it fall motionless at my feet. I turned around, took a couple of steps, then stopped. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, desperately trying to control my emotions, and asked in a low voice, "Ye Feng, is Xi Lan really not doing well right now?"

There was silence behind me. I bit my lip and continued walking forward. After a few steps, Ye Feng's voice came from behind me: "Three days ago, he fell into a coma."

Clouds Drunk, Moon Slightly Sleeping (Revised Edition) Volume Three: If Life Were Only Like Our First Meeting, Life Hangs by a Thread (Part One)

Chapter word count: 3960 Update time: 08-12-23 14:40

Life Hangs by a Thread (Part 1)

Unconscious? My legs went weak, and if Ye Feng hadn't rushed over to support me, I probably would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"And now? How is Xilan? Has she woken up? Is she out of danger?" I grabbed Yefeng's hand tightly, shaking it violently with tears streaming down my face, and asked sobbing.

Xi Lan has fallen into a coma. The military medical supplies are so rudimentary; can those few doctors handle it? Will they have enough medicine? Will those clumsy soldiers know how to take care of someone? How is Xi Lan now? Will he be alright? If something happens to Xi Lan, what will I do?

"Young master, this is the message we received this morning." He raised one hand, then lowered it again, while I held onto the other hand tightly.

I received a message this morning that was from three days ago. Could something have happened to Xilan these past two days? No, no, Xilan will definitely be alright. I took a few deep breaths and wiped away my tears with my sleeve. No, this isn't the time to cry, nor is it the time to panic. I need to calm down and think about what to do.

"Does Big Brother know about this news?" I looked at Ye Feng, carefully observing the changes in his expression.

He lowered his head, neither humble nor arrogant, and said calmly, "My master should have received the news by now."

Shouldn't they have received the news by now? Could it be that Fox, like me, was unaware of it? Or perhaps Xi Lan suddenly fell into a coma due to serious injuries? But it's strange that I haven't received a reply from Xi Lan.

"Xiao Ye, can you tell me about any news about Xi Lan as soon as possible?" I took his hand, half pleading and half negotiating.

The surprise in his eyes flashed by, just like the fleeting look on his face when I told him he had lied to me.

"You woman, you wouldn't budge when I pushed you, but now that I'm looking for you, you're running around everywhere." The little brat's voice came from behind.

I let go of Ye Feng's hand. Ye Feng gave me a deep look, said nothing, and turned to walk back the way he came.

"Ruochen, how is it?" I composed myself and asked the little brat with a smile.

"Prepare these things. I need seven days. During these seven days, no one can disturb us." The little brat stared into my eyes, handed me three pieces of paper covered with writing, and said to me with a smirk.

"Can't we even eat?" I took the paper and asked, puzzled.