Ne vous appuyez pas contre la rambarde ouest pour profiter pleinement de l'automne clair - Chapitre 164
Her leg injury hadn't healed yet, and with Gouwa to worry about, she was no match for Tuoba Jie! Moreover, there was Ye Fan involved. Therefore, she and Gouwa couldn't just wait to die here! Now that Gouwa's poison was half cured, he could hold on for a while longer. With so many capable people in the world, she believed they could definitely find a way to cure the poison!
We must get out; there is hope if we get out...
Suddenly a gust of wind swept by, and a tall figure blocked her way.
The child's tattered clothes hung loosely on his strong and upright body, unable to conceal his perfect physique, comparable to David's. His arms were lazily crossed, and he looked down at the astonished Rongyue, exuding a wild and untamed energy, like a leopard poised to pounce—sexy yet dangerous.
"Where do you want to go?" The deep, hoarse voice held an unspeakable allure, but to Rongyue, it was like the Arctic ice and snow, chilling to the bone and freezing her to the core.
How is that possible? How is that possible?
What happened? What exactly happened...?
Could it be that Tuoba Chen mixed up the herbs?
Impossible. The imperial physician was there at the time; how could he have gotten away with it?
Or does this herb have the same medicinal effects as that sacred herb?
Really?
By a twist of fate, his body recovered?
Her heart pounded like a drum. Rongyue leaned against the door frame to steady her unsteady body and calm her mind, trying her best to hide her true feelings from him: "Of course, I'm afraid you'll go back on your word!"
"Heh, you're really being careful! What, are you afraid of me?"
"What do you think? Palace Master of Snow Lotus Palace, tell me, how many people in the world don't tremble at the mere mention of this name?"
Does that include you?
She leaned down, her blood-red, glass-like pupils staring intently into the moonstone-like eyes, the flowing crimson carrying a profound meaning she couldn't decipher.
"Then do you want me to be afraid of you?" Meeting his bloodshot eyes, she smiled radiantly.
A moment of stunned silence was followed by an icy chill.
"Don't try anything funny in front of me!" He grabbed the robe Luffy handed him, dragged the mother and daughter over, and shoved them into the carriage Luffy had found. He then jumped in himself, glaring at Rongyue with a cold warning: "As long as you behave, I won't do anything to you. But if you dare to have any designs on me, don't blame me for not giving you a heads-up. I'll make you regret ever being born! Also, that idiot is already on his way to the Blood Lotus Palace. If you want him to be safe and sound, you know what to do, right?"
What?! He took Dongfang Yao away too!
mean!
Her fingers clenched tightly, but her face smiled like a spring flower: "Don't worry, I haven't even seen the scenery of the Blood Lotus Palace yet, how could I bear to run away? Don't you think so, Palace Master?"
Pinching Rongyue's chin, Tuoba Jie also curled his lips into a bewitching smile: "I hope what you say is true. Otherwise..." Otherwise, he really couldn't guarantee that he might do something extreme!
"Of course, don't worry." Why did she end up getting involved with him? Heaven knows, the last person she wanted to mess with in her life was this arrogant, domineering, and terrifying man…
Volume Three: Looking Back, Feelings Return, Chapter Ten: Wedding Escape
She had assumed that this man, who seemed to have a particular fondness for blood red, would surely decorate his palace with an eerie crimson hue. However, to Rongyue's surprise, the Blood Lotus Palace, large and small, was entirely black and white, devoid of any color. Cold and desolate, though not as alluring and eerie as blood red, the sheer scale of the colorless palace was particularly striking. Being there, she felt a chilling, sinister atmosphere, inexplicably reminding her of the Dark Palace of Death.
"Tuoba Jie, now that we've arrived at your headquarters, shouldn't you hand over the antidote as promised?"
He leaned back lazily in the armchair, glancing sideways at Rongyue, his fingers tapping the armrest idly in a nonchalant manner: "Antidote? What antidote?"
Her almond-shaped eyes widened suddenly, her bright black pupils turning a wild, furious black: "Tuoba Jie! Don't play dumb with me! You're a man who goes back on his word!"
A glint of light flashed in his blood-red eyes.
He lazily lifted his eyes, raised his long, slender hand, and smiled as he beckoned to Rongyue with his finger, his arrogant attitude resembling that of a domineering overlord looking down upon the world.
He narrowed his eyes coldly. He put down Gouwa, straightened the wrinkles in his robes, met Tuoba Jie's seductive gaze without flinching, and stepped onto the white marble steps without hesitation, quickly approaching Tuoba Jie on the high seat.
"Tuoba Jie, defaulting on a debt is not the act of a true man. A man who bullies a woman is someone I despise and scorn! Tuoba Jie, don't let me look down on you!"
With a smirk, he lifted his sleeves and, with a forceful hand, grasped the soft, boneless waist of Rongyue, pulling her down onto his lap.
He glared angrily at Tuoba Jie, who still wore a wicked smile, his eyes filled with a rage that seemed to want to tear him to pieces: "Tuoba Jie!"
"Shh..." Rough fingertips caressed delicate lips, the sandpaper-like touch causing a slight pain.
He pressed down on Rongyue's head, forcefully turning it towards the vast, seemingly endless hall. His seductive voice whispered in her ear, "Tell me, isn't it wonderful to be high above? Standing high, we can see farther, look down on the scenery below, and look down on the lowly masses, trampling them under our feet! Of course, there are those who stand higher than us, so in their eyes we are just lowly ants, destined to be trampled upon. Therefore, if we don't want to be looked down upon, to be trampled upon, we must stand higher and higher, until we reach the peak, the summit no one can reach. Then we can escape the fate of being looked down upon, we can rule this world, majestically overlooking all living beings, laughing last. But I know that the path to the peak is as difficult as climbing to heaven for me alone. Why don't we work together, so that the whole world will worship us, regarding us with reverence? What do you say?"
His ambition remains undiminished!
Taking a deep breath, she pried his hands off her head, turned, and looked steadily into his ambitious, blood-red eyes. Her tone was firm and unwavering: "It is true that eagles should soar through the sky, carving out their own territory. I understand that, and I have no right to stop them. After all, life is short, and pursuing one's ideals within one's limited lifespan is perfectly understandable. However, what I want to say is that everyone has their own pursuits. A thousand people, a thousand ideals. What you pursue may not be what others aspire to. Therefore, please do not impose your will on others. Doing so will only breed resentment!"
"Deeply hate it?" He chuckled dismissively, lifting her chin with his fingertips. "I really don't believe there's anyone in this world who doesn't love power."
"Well, I'm really disappointed in the Palace Master. There is such a person right in front of you."
His smile vanished, and his cold gaze, sharp as an eagle's, pierced into Rongyue's calm eyes, attempting to find any trace of falsehood. But to his dismay, from those obsidian-like pupils, he saw only indifference and a vast, undisturbed expanse of water.
"Tuoba Jie, I truly have no interest in power, especially now that I have Gouwa. I just want to find a peaceful and carefree place to live out the rest of my life in tranquility. Power is fleeting; it will have nothing to do with me from now on..."
"Quietly? No longer involved with power?" He suddenly pressed Rongyue's forehead and pulled her close, his blood-red eyes gleaming with an inexplicable light: "So you don't want Tuoba Chen anymore either? Is that it?"
Chen…
His gentle, jade-like face and his tender, lingering love kept replaying in my mind...
Can I really let go...?
A sudden, sharp pain shot through her scalp, her pupils contracted, and she clutched her aching scalp. Rongyue looked up angrily, only to be met with a pair of fiery eyes filled with rage.
What's wrong with you?!