Quand l'amour approche, c'est comme la neige

Chapitre 160

He grabbed her wrist and, without saying a word, dragged her down the mountain. Yongye stood still, but he pulled her so hard she almost fell to the ground.

"Although it's said that the groom can't see the bride before the wedding, people of the martial world don't stand on ceremony. Today I really want to have a drink with you. Don't you want to?"

"Let go." Yongye's face was grim. She didn't want to see him, she didn't want to say a single word to him. That phrase, "Heroes of the Jianghu don't concern themselves with trivial matters," reminded her of the scene where Feng Yangxi saved her at the An family. Her gaze vacantly passed over Yuepo, staring straight at the distant mountains.

Yuepo didn't let go, but held on even tighter, saying each word clearly, "Don't you want to know everything?"

Yongye suddenly looked up and slapped him across the face with her other hand. Yuepo gently pulled her away, and she fell into his arms, the slap missing its mark. He whispered in her ear in an incredibly gentle voice, "You've been drinking again today."

Yongye suddenly lost all her strength and collapsed softly into his arms, just like yesterday.

Yuepo picked her up and carried her down the mountain. After only a few steps, a lazy voice said from behind, "Brother, why are you taking her down the mountain? You're going to marry her, don't you want to take her back so Mother can see her?"

The Moon Spirit paid no heed and quickened its pace.

In a flash, Mo Yu, dressed in a white robe, blocked her way. Staring at Yong Ye in Yue Po's arms, he said, "Sister-in-law, Mother longs to see you. Hehe, I forgot, you're drunk, so drunk your tongue's slurred, you can't even speak properly, right?"

Yuepo stared coldly at him, and the next second Moyu's expression changed drastically. He leaped away as if he had been flying. Yuepo carried Yongye and walked down the mountain as if nothing had happened.

Behind him, Mo Yu shouted, "You poisoned me for her sake too!"

The moon stopped, and said coldly, "You asked for it!"

"Brother!" Mo Yu's voice became very aggrieved.

Yongye listened quietly to everything, her gaze fixed on the drifting clouds in the sky. She closed her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. Like the drifting clouds, she was blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye.

Back in the flower field, Yuepo put her down, and Yongye's body miraculously regained its strength. She walked into the house without even glancing at him, and as she closed the door behind her, Yuepo slammed it open, anger flashing across his face. He growled, "What do you want to ask? What do you want to know? Why don't you ask?"

Yongye turned around, and light shone from behind Yuepo, making his face appear blurry in the shadows. She smiled. "I don't know you, why should I ask?"

Yongye's words were more painful than the most potent poison in the world. She actually said she didn't know him, and those words tore Yuepo's heart apart.

The anger that Yuepo had been suppressing for two days finally erupted. He slowly walked towards her and said, word by word, "You don't recognize me? That year, you were the last to enter the small building, curled up in a corner, ignoring the fighting that night. Who stood in your way? That year, who was it that whispered in my ear, 'Kill the people in Building Number Nine'? I almost forgot. I've always treated you like my idiot brother, but you're a hundred times, a thousand times smarter than him!"

"But nobody said that the top courtesan of the Peony Courtyard, Young Master Moyu, is an idiot. He's an idiot, but I'm an even dumber pig! I emerged from the small building unscathed, without a single child's blood on my hands, not even a drop of blood on my knife. I should really thank you, thank you for letting me know such a good brother like you! You actually stepped forward to be the scapegoat. I should admire your cleverness, an eight-year-old child who knows how to win people's hearts!" Yongye laughed loudly, as if the past had just happened yesterday. The bloodshed in the small building seemed to return to this wooden house.

If eight-year-old Yuepo hadn't stepped forward, if ten-year-old Yuepo hadn't stood in front of her, would she have believed him? Would she have continued to believe him like that?

"Eight years later, you suddenly appeared in Li Tianyou's manor. You seemed to be the same Jiu Jiu from back then, treating me with utmost care and affection, unwilling to let me risk my life or suffer. What a clever ruse! How could I forget why the usually tight-knit Youli Valley would allow two carefully trained assassins to become friends!" Yongye stared intently at Yuepo. She had lost her inner strength, but that was all. She was a two-life assassin. While others needed the facts to understand, she had already pieced together a complete story with clues.

But she had forgotten how she died in her previous life, and she still allowed the seemingly infinitely gentle and kind person in front of her to shatter all her defenses.

The person she trusted wholeheartedly, the only person she thought she could trust in this world, the only warmth that remained in her heart—Yongye felt she had been too foolish. A person who has lived a lifetime will have many regrets, and will hope that in the next life they will never make the same mistakes or leave the same regrets. However, when she had this opportunity to start over, she still didn't shy away.

“I understand, I understood long ago! You entered Li Tianyou’s palace not to cooperate with Li Yannian, but to assess whether it was appropriate for Youli Valley to fully commit to the power struggle in Anguo. What could be more suitable than getting close to me and becoming intimate with me to find out everything?”

He was a doctor, he knew he was a woman, and he understood everything clearly.

He knew, of course, that Emperor Yujia and his father had laid a trap, and that even he was a pawn in the scheme to thwart Youli Valley's plot. That's why Youli Valley had retreated unscathed and sacrificed Li Yannian to preserve its strength.

Yongye looked at Yuepo sadly, "Even if I don't send someone to rescue you from Prince You's mansion, you can still get away, can't you?"

Yuepo smiled, a smile tinged with helplessness yet also with tenderness. "No, I know you will save me, you definitely will."

"Haha! I'm such a fucking idiot!" Yongye recalled kneeling before Li Er, begging him. Her Shadow Uncle, she had never begged him before, but she made an exception for Yuepo.

She recalled what her master in blue robes in Chen Kingdom had said: no one could escape the control of the Wandering Valley. Yuepo didn't need to escape at all, did she?

"I've been so worried about you. I always thought the people of Youli Valley had given you a curse and were coercing you, but I never imagined... Moon Valley..."

"Lord, am I right?"

Yuepo sat down. There was wine on the table, and he really wanted to drink it. Ever since he returned here, he had enjoyed drinking a pot of wine every day, feeling the hot, spicy aroma rush into his stomach, burning him with pleasure.

"You're absolutely right. Xinghun, you truly are the most outstanding assassin in Youli Valley." Yuepo poured herself a drink. "The former Valley Master was my grandfather. He passed away when I entered Prince You's mansion, and I took over as Valley Master. I wanted to find out if Youli Valley's plan, which had been in the works for over ten years, was truly flawless. Who knew that I would meet you on my way there? I knew then that Li Yannian's plan had a fatal flaw. Then, I discovered that Feng Yangxi and Li Tianyou were secretly communicating. Others may not know Feng Yangxi's background, but I know it very well. He is the disciple of the number one swordsman in Qi. Everyone thinks he is from Anguo, but he is from Qi. Xinghun, we have to thank you a lot, otherwise, Youli Valley would not have been able to withdraw so decisively."

Yongye sat down, poured herself a glass of wine, and drank it. The wine burned straight into her heart from her throat, making a sizzling sound as if it had been scalded with oil, sealing off the bleeding! She said sadly, "I'm so foolish, it's definitely best for you to follow me."

“You’re foolish, so foolish that I can’t bear to hurt you. I ordered the withdrawal from the power struggle in Anguo, shut down the Peony Garden, and let Youli Valley hide in the shadows. Look how peaceful and tranquil Fubao Town is, and how self-sufficient the mountains are. I thought I could bring you here and let you live the life you’ve always wanted.”

"Is that so? But Young Master Moyu wanted to capture and kill me, thus ruining your plan, didn't he?"

Yuepo sighed. He was the Valley Master, but he couldn't stop Moyu.

"Hehe, thank you so much. And thank you even more for disguising yourself as Feng Yangxi and saving me from Mo Yu in Yishan. Those ten days in the mountains were the happiest and most carefree days of my life. I couldn't bear not to drink your soup, couldn't bear not to fall asleep, couldn't bear to leave." Yongye's eyes suddenly welled with tears, her body trembling like a yellow leaf in the wind. She turned and shouted, "Why are you still running the Ping An Medical Clinic!"

Scenes from the past flashed before my eyes.

He was willing to open a small, peaceful clinic for her, with a small storefront and a small garden.

The time the two spent living a simple life at Ping An Medical Clinic was so beautiful, as beautiful as a dream.

What could be more cruel than this?

Wandering Valley Master

Yuepo's heart trembled, and she reached out to embrace her, but Yongye slapped her away, tears finally welling up in her eyes. "That night, you rescued Moyu from the Peony Courtyard. You knew I would come to Qi Kingdom to find you and Qiangwei, so you actually opened a clinic. I understand now, you killed Riguang and that female assassin. Why did you kill them? Were you afraid Riguang would reveal your secret?"

Pain welled up in Yuepo's eyes. He didn't want to be the Valley Master of Youli Valley; he truly wanted to open a clinic and live a peaceful life. As long as she was there, he didn't want anything else.

Everyone is looking for them. Prince Yan and Feng Yangxi are looking for Yongye, but aren't the people of Youli Valley also looking for him? He fears the sunlight will reveal his secret, and he fears even more that the people in the valley will find him.

He didn't want to be found, didn't want to take responsibility, and didn't want to be the Valley Master of the Wandering Valley whom she deeply hated.

He looked at Yongye and said slowly, "We could have left the capital safely and found a beautiful place to live. It was you who insisted on showing your face, which attracted Feng Yangxi."

Tears streamed down her cheeks, but Yongye laughed, her laughter drowning out everything else. Was it her fault? She wanted to earn some money without stealing or robbing and then leave with him. She desperately wanted to selfishly abandon Qiangwei, but after seeing Feng Yangxi, that selfishness turned into guilt. How could she abandon Qiangwei?