Une jeunesse errante

Chapitre 176

Good heavens! It's the Lord of the Fortress! The Lord of the Fortress is back!

Lijiang got up from the mat and smiled, saying, "You're back."

A chilling light flashed in Lu Qingcheng's handsome eyes as he moved from her face to He Yunya's. "What's going on?"

He Yunya, Xiaoqian, and Little Crow scrambled up from the mat in a panic.

"Where is Jianyue?"

Lu Qingcheng put his doubts aside for the time being; what he cared about most was Qing Jianyue.

Lijiang said, "Jianyue went to Yixin Garden, and Qingfeng and the Fourth Lord also went to Yixin Garden."

Lu Qingcheng turned around without a word, and surrounded by his subordinates, he came and went in the same swift manner as he had come.

The little crow suddenly collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon, exclaiming, "That scared me to death!"

Inside the bedroom of Yixin Garden, Old Madam Lu slumped against the couch, utterly dejected. Outside the window, all was pitch black, a deathly, silent darkness. She clutched her chest in agony, as if a knife were mercilessly twisting and turning within her, the pain causing her to break out in a cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably, and wishing she could die immediately.

Are you afraid, madam?

A cruel voice suddenly rang in her ears, and a tall, black figure silently enveloped Old Madam Lu.

Upon hearing this voice, a chill ran down Madam Lu's spine like an electric shock, and her heart seemed to stop beating as if it had been tightly twisted.

"You? You?"

"Yes, it's me."

In the darkness, Qingfeng's gaze was icy cold.

"You? You?" Old Madam Lu trembled more and more violently.

“You are terrified right now, aren’t you? The mess you’ve made has left you wondering how to face my cousin and your son, hasn’t it?” Qingfeng said cruelly. “Do you know that the envoys from Fengyue Manor are waiting for us to hand over the murderer?”

Even the darkness couldn't hide Old Madam Lu's face, which was whiter than snow.

“If we hand you over, my cousin will be too ashamed to face anyone. As a son, how can he be considered a man if he can’t even protect his own mother? But if we don’t hand you over, Fengyue Manor will definitely not let this go. Then, the war between Fengyue Manor, Tianlong Fortress, and our fortress will be endless. The outcome is predictable; the weaker Lu Family Fortress will inevitably be the defeated side. At that time, my cousin will surely pay the price with his life,” Qingfeng said.

Madam Lu felt as if her heart was being ripped out of its veins, and she felt as if she had fallen into an icy abyss.

"To give an explanation, and for your cousin's sake, I think you should know what to do, right?" Qingfeng let his hand fall, and a gleaming short blade slid into his palm. A smile without expression appeared on his face. He grabbed Old Madam Lu's hand and put the short blade into her hand.

Madam Lu gripped the dagger tightly, and said desperately, "Do you want me to die?"

Qingfeng said viciously, "That's right, as long as you die, my cousin's troubles will naturally be resolved."

For a moment, Madam Lu's eyes were completely empty.

“Excellent. Once you’re dead, Fengyue Manor and Tianlong Fortress will lose their excuse. With Jianyue intervening, our fortress’s crisis will be easily resolved.” Qingfeng coaxed, “Alright, don’t think too much. It’s almost dawn.”

Old Madam Lu closed her eyes, gripped the short blade tightly with both hands, and slowly raised it.

A wicked smile, like that of a demon, flashed across Qingfeng's face: Father, and my poor mother, I have finally avenged you.

Chapter Sixty-Five: Unpredictable Blessings (Part 6)

"Xiaoqian".

Kiyoshi rushed into the flower hall of the Ice Garden Orchid Courtyard, his forehead covered in sweat. As soon as he entered, he went straight to Xiaoqian, his eyes filled with anxiety and concern.

"How are you? Is the injury serious? Have you seen a doctor? Where is the doctor? Come here, let me see your foot quickly. Does it hurt a lot?"

"Wait, wait a minute, young master, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaoqian was completely confused.

"Which foot did you twist? Did the doctor put any medicine on it?" Qing Jianyue kept urging, "Take a look at it quickly, don't keep me in a hurry."

“But, but,” Xiaoqian interrupted, “Young master, I didn’t twist my ankle.”

"Huh?" Kiyomi Tsuki's eyes widened in surprise. "You didn't twist your ankle?"

To prove she was alright, Xiaoqian got up from the mat and walked around twice. "Look, young master, I'm fine."

Kiyomi Tsuki breathed a huge sigh of relief. "You didn't twist your ankle. That's great, I can finally relax."

"You rushed back in such a hurry because Xiaoqian twisted her ankle?" Lijiang frowned slightly. "That's strange. Who would dare to play a prank on you?"

“Yes…” Suddenly, Kiyomi Tsuki looked as if he had been hit hard, his face filled with shock.

His appearance puzzled Xiaoqian, He Yunya, and Little Crow.

"Jianyue, what happened?" Lijiang asked.

“Yes, it’s Qingfeng…” Kiyomi Tsuki was sweating profusely.

"Qingfeng?" Lijiang asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with him?"

"Qingfeng told me that Xiaoqian twisted her ankle because she was so worried about me suddenly disappearing. As you know, Xiaoqian is my precious darling, so of course I was very anxious."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoqian was overjoyed, even more so than if she had received a box of gold; her beautiful face immediately blossomed into a smile.

“I even dropped the old lady’s matter and rushed back. On the way back, he suddenly said that he had urgent business to attend to at the punishment hall. That guy, that guy,” Qingjian Yue said, getting angrier and angrier, shouting, “Damn big idiot.”

Xiaoqian, He Yunya, and the little crow were so frightened that they staggered and fell.

Lijiang sighed, tears of sorrow welling up in her deep, dark eyes. "I thought he had given up on revenge."