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Chapter 001: Always By My Side

"Ah..." With a heart-wrenching scream, Qingmo suddenly jumped up from the bed, clutching the thin blanket tightly with both hands and screaming incoherently. Her face was pale and her forehead was covered with fine beads of cold sweat.

She dreamt of the man with the bright red beauty mark under his eye again, a dream she'd had for over twenty years since she was old enough to understand. In the dream, the man stood sideways, shrouded in a thin white mist. Looking at his blurry figure, she felt inexplicably sorrowful and depressed, even in her dreams.

Who exactly is he? Qingmo was certain she had never seen him before.

"Knock knock knock..." Just as I was pondering, a series of urgent knocks came from the door, breaking the tranquility of the morning.

"Who is it?" She quickly got up, put on a coat, walked to the door, and opened the iron gate.

"Instructor Xiaoyue, something terrible has happened. A major shooting has occurred at Panlong Mountain in Muping County next door, with multiple casualties. Chief Instructor Yue says you need to lead a team there in person."

Standing at the door was Gu Huai, the squad leader of the first platoon. He was usually cautious and steady in his work, but now he was covered in sweat and breathing rapidly, which fully demonstrated the seriousness of the matter.

Qingmo looked grave. After a two-second silence, she asked in a low voice, her words rapid yet calm: "Approximately how many criminals are there? What weapons are they using? Do they have any hostages? How far are they from the small village at the foot of Panlong Mountain?"

Gu Huai's face darkened, his already furrowed brows furrowing even more deeply. He looked at Qing Mo with some difficulty and said, "No, the Ministry of Public Security found nothing. All the criminals fled into Panlong Mountain. Because our troops are skilled in field operations, so..."

“Okay, I understand,” Qingmo nodded knowingly. As an excellent special forces instructor, she was naturally skilled in field operations. She then calmly analyzed, “Panlong Mountain has a complex terrain, with thousand-year-old trees everywhere. There are also countless venomous snakes and wild beasts inside. Even the local villagers who are familiar with the terrain dare not enter casually. Prepare your equipment and assemble at the training ground in half an hour.”

"Yes, Instructor Xiaoyue." Gu Huai saluted and ran away.

Two green military vehicles were driving on the treacherous mountain road when they stopped.

The murder occurred on a flat area at the top of the mountain. There are usually not many vehicles on the highway. A flat area has been specially set up at the top of the mountain for drivers to rest and maneuver their vehicles.

It was only a little past seven o'clock, but the temperature on the mountain was unusually low, and the cold wind, carrying a heavy smell of blood, rushed straight into our nostrils. On the cement-paved ground, a large patch of dark red bloodstains was a shocking sight.

"Gu Huai, did you receive the information that the criminals really escaped from the mountaintop into Panlong Mountain?" Qing Mo carefully examined all the edges of the roadside. Apart from a small area with slight friction marks, the rest of the area was normal. The bloodstains and footprints all over the ground proved that there were quite a few criminals. She was a little confused.

"Yes, Instructor Xiaoyue. At that time, the comrades from the Ministry of Public Security surrounded the area from both sides, and the criminals couldn't get down the mountain at all, so they all escaped into Panlong Mountain," Gu Huai explained solemnly.

"Alright, then you and your men keep a close watch up here. Judging from the friction marks on the roadside, it doesn't seem like a large group of people escaped down here. I'll go down and take a look by myself," Qingmo instructed as she tied a rope around her waist.

"No," Gu Huai said nervously, grabbing her hand as she was moving. Qing Mo looked up at him, and he explained somewhat awkwardly, "We can handle these small things. You're the instructor, and if there's any danger..." Qing Mo smiled, patted his shoulder, stepped over the railing, and slid down the mountainside.

Panlong Mountain has a treacherous terrain with cliffs everywhere, but the trees there are incredibly resilient, with many different species growing on the steep rock faces.

Qingmo held the rope in one hand and the pistol in the other, carefully avoiding the dense foliage as she looked around. Suddenly, a strange noise came from above. She looked up abruptly, her body instantly stiffening.

As she hung suspended in mid-air, looking up at the mountains shrouded in thin clouds, weren't they the very mountains she dreamed of every night? In that instant, the clouds transformed into a man's face, slowly turning towards her. Her heart clenched, and she stared intently at the white mist. Suddenly, the rope trembled, and her body plummeted uncontrollably. Before losing consciousness, she vaguely heard a man's heart-wrenching roar beside her ear, calling... her name.

**

The morning glow bathed the simply furnished room. Qingmo stared thoughtfully at the diamond-shaped mirror in front of her. In the mirror, the woman had an oval face, slender eyebrows, round eyes, a small nose, and a moderately sized mouth. Her features looked quite regular, but put together, they were just an ordinary face.

Twelve years ago, she was a fierce female instructor in the special forces. In an accident, her soul transmigrated into the body of a three-year-old. This body shared the same name as hers; it belonged to Yue Qingmo, the youngest daughter of Yue Qingyang, the high priest of the Moon Spirit Clan.

This country is called Fengyue Kingdom, and there are no historical records about it. Within Fengyue Kingdom, there are two major powers: the Phoenix Clan and the Moon Spirit Clan. The Phoenix Clan holds court and controls military, political, social, and diplomatic affairs; while the Moon Spirit Clan focuses on sacrifices, prayers, and shamanism, generally keeping to themselves.

She emerged alive from the Ice Palace at the age of three and became a Moon Maiden of the Moon Spirit Clan. Moon Spirit Clan women are often charming and beautiful, while men are often handsome. Because of her ordinary appearance, she has never been favored.

"Knock knock knock..." Just as I was reminiscing, a series of urgent knocks broke the morning's tranquility.

"Miss, something terrible has happened..." Accompanied by several clear and urgent shouts, the door was pushed open instantly, and a girl in pink ran in.

"Tianzhen, what big thing has happened again?" Qingmo stood up and asked slowly.

Tianzhen, breathless, looked at her anxiously and said, "The... the High Priest has been poisoned, and Madam wants you to come over."

"Ha, there are plenty of skilled doctors in the manor. Why would you call me over? Are you afraid he won't die anytime soon and you want me to go and anger him to death?" Qingmo smiled disdainfully, then uttered two words, "I'm not going."

"Miss, you really aren't going..." Tianzhen looked at her with some difficulty, lowered her eyelashes in shame, and whispered, "But, but the wet nurse and the high priest are both poisoned, and they're currently..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qingmo's face darkened, and she grabbed her hand abruptly, exclaiming, "What did you say? The wet nurse was also poisoned! Why didn't you say so sooner?" With that, she vanished.

"Miss, wait for me! Wait for me!" Tianzhen shouted as she chased after her.

In the Hanhai Academy, as Qingmo entered the room, Yuechu Qing, who was sitting to the side, was fanning herself with a feather fan and glancing at her with a sarcastic tone, "Oh, look, isn't this our Moon Maiden? What wind blew the Moon Maiden of the Yue Clan here today? How strange."

"Heh, sister, you're joking. Since she's a Yue Clan Moon Maiden, she can go anywhere from Full Moon Manor, so what does a mere Han Hai Academy matter?" As soon as Yue Chuqing finished speaking, Yue Surong across from her also looked over, scrutinizing her attire from head to toe. Looking at that simple and plain blue robe, she felt disdain in her heart, but pretended to feel sorry for her, saying, "Sister Moon Maiden, you are a Yue Clan Moon Maiden, how can you dress so shabbily? If word gets out, people will think that our Yue Clan is at its end."

"Enough! Aren't you two chaotic enough? Shut your mouths, or get out!" Yue Surong was about to say something when Ge Manman, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly turned around, her eyes wide with anger, which frightened the two of them into silence.

Qingmo stood at the door, saying nothing from beginning to end, her face indifferent, as if she were an outsider. When Ge Manman spoke, she chuckled coldly a few times and asked in a low voice, "How is the High Priest? If there's nothing else, I'll take the wet nurse back to my courtyard."

“Your father is poisoned beyond cure. Aren’t you going to come and take a look?” Ge Manman said indifferently, glancing at her sideways.

"What?" The three exclaimed in unison. Yuechu Qing and Yue Surong stood up in a panic, looking towards the bed, while Qingmo frowned slightly, staring at the couch placed to the side of the room. On the couch, the woman dressed in coarse cloth lay quietly, her breathing steady, as if she were asleep.

“Yes, even the most skilled physicians of the Ren Yue clan couldn’t save them, because the poison they were afflicted with was ‘Drunken Lovesickness.’” Ge Manman seemed oblivious to their surprise, speaking calmly and eloquently.

Yuechu Qing and Yue Surong's expressions changed repeatedly. The two stood before the bed with grave expressions, saying nothing more. Qingmo swiftly pulled a dagger from her boot, cut her finger, and a drop of blood fell onto the wet nurse's forehead. The blood instantly slid down her cheek and onto her clothes, turning the spot on her forehead a faint purple. Her face turned deathly pale in an instant. Yes, it was Zui Xiangsi.

"Drunken Longing"—what a beautiful name. Ten years ago, when she was studying medicine, she saw this poison in a medical text and thought to herself that the woman who created it must be the most intelligent and ruthless person in the world. Because "Drunken Longing" is colorless and odorless, a heartless person would experience no ill effects. Conversely, if lovers consumed it and fell in love within twelve hours, both would be poisoned. The poisoned would be as if drunk and asleep, their minds filled with endless, tender emotions, forever lost in a dream, never to awaken.

The Yuezhi people believed their blood could cure diseases. A single drop was enough; if the blood and flesh mingled, the illness was cured; if the blood dripped but the forehead didn't change color, then there was a cure. The Yuezhi had risen to power for over a century and had no incurable diseases or poisons. Yet, the wet nurse's forehead had turned purple—undoubtedly due to "Drunken Lovesickness." This was because "Drunken Lovesickness" originated from the Yuezhi, and the woman who created this poison had dripped her own blood into it. Therefore, "Drunken Lovesickness" turned purple with blood, a condition the Yuezhi couldn't cure, and no medicine could cure it anywhere else in the world.

"Mother, is Father really beyond saving? Why...why did he get poisoned along with the wet nurse? Could it be...could they be having an affair?" After a long silence, Yue Surong looked at Ge Manman with some trepidation and asked softly.

Ge Manman didn't look at her, but kept her eyes downcast and gently looking at Yue Qingyang. She held his hands, which were resting on the edge of the bed, and said slowly, without any hint of anxiety or anger in her tone, "I don't know why he and the wet nurse were poisoned together. I only know that today I couldn't get the door of Hanhai Courtyard open. After someone opened the door, I found the master and Han Danyi lying on the ground together. The diagnosis was that they were poisoned by 'Drunken Lovesickness'."

Unable to get the answer she wanted, Yue Surong was helpless. Ever since she was old enough to understand, Ge Manman had always been like this, indifferent to everyone, even her own daughters. She had never said a kind word to them, let alone shown any motherly affection. Thinking of this, her eyes widened in anger, and she stormed towards Qingmo, cursing as she went: "Yue Qingmo, you bitch! Han Danyi is your wet nurse. You must have instructed her to seduce Father and then poison him. I'm going to drag you to the altar and have the six elders throw you into the snake pit!"

Qingmo raised her lowered head, glanced at her coldly, and said with utmost sarcasm, "What, Yue Qingyang is your father, but isn't he my father too? I am Yue Clan's Yue Maiden, do I need to poison him? Humph."

Yue Surong was furious. She stomped her feet on the ground a few times and turned her gaze to Yue Chuqing, who was staring blankly by the bed. She shouted, "Sister, look at Yue Qingmo, that bitch! She thinks she's Yue Nu and acts all arrogant and domineering. Why don't you come and say something?"

"Stop arguing, Father's already like this, and you still have the mood to argue?" Yuechu Qing turned around and gave her an unpleasant look, then turned to Qingmo, about to speak, when a heavy knock came from the door...

The group's gazes turned to the doorway, where a young boy pushed it open. He stood there and respectfully bowed to the four people inside, saying, "Madam, three young ladies, the six elders have invited you to the council hall."

Qingmo frowned slightly. What could it be that the six elders had invited her and wanted the three young ladies to come along? She had a bad feeling.

Inside the solemn council hall, Elder Yuanyue handed a yellow scroll to Ge Manman, his aged voice low as he said, "Madam, the Feng and Yue clans of the Fengyue Dynasty are inseparable. The current Emperor's three princes are already of age and are a perfect match for the three young ladies of Manyue Manor. The Emperor has issued a decree, intending to arrange marriages. I have discussed this with the other five elders, and perhaps..."

"No good..." Before Elder Yuanyue could finish speaking, Yue Surong suddenly rushed out and interrupted him. She stared at the six elders with a furious expression and shouted, "The Feng Clan has not formed a marriage alliance with the Yue Clan for many years. Everyone knows that the Feng Clan has few offspring. The current Phoenix Emperor only has three sons. One prince is sickly and bedridden nine days out of ten. Another prince suffers from an old ailment that cripples his legs and blindness. The third prince has suffered from a cold that has gone to his brain and is insane. Whoever wants to marry one of these three princes can marry him. I would rather die than marry one of them!" After saying that, she flicked her wide sleeves and immediately stepped out of the council hall.

As Yue Surong's figure was about to disappear at the entrance of the council hall, Elder Yuanyue's eyes, the only part of him that could be seen, narrowed slightly. He flicked his finger, and Yue Surong immediately fell to the ground. Elder Banyue, standing beside him, took out the reward and punishment record and coldly said, "Yue Surong has offended the six elders and behaved insolently. She is punished by kneeling in the ice cave for one day and is not allowed to eat." As soon as he finished speaking, a child immediately carried Yue Surong away to receive her punishment.

Qingmo coldly watched all of this. From the moment Yue Surong rushed out, she knew this would be the outcome. Now, she felt a little sorry for the two sisters. The Yue clan had no sons, and as a Yue maiden, she couldn't marry outside the clan. The only ones she could marry were Yuechu Qing and Yue Surong. It seemed that one of them was destined to suffer, but she didn't know who it would be.

"Elders, even if Sister Su Rong is wrong, what she said is still the truth! The Feng family has no outstanding talents, and our Manyue Manor does not necessarily have to take the path of marriage alliance. I wonder if we can refuse?" A soft and melodious voice rang out, and Yuechu Qing walked out with graceful demeanor, giving a graceful bow, which immediately warmed up the cold atmosphere.

Elder Yuanyue glanced at Yuechuqing and said in a gentle tone, "This matter cannot be avoided. This time, the High Priest was silently poisoned with the drug 'Drunken Love.' There is no cure for this poison. Only the Phoenix's Flawless Pearl can cure it. If we cannot form a marriage alliance, how can we obtain the Flawless Pearl and cure the High Priest?"

Qingmo listened to their back-and-forth discussion, her face growing colder and colder, like the thousand-year-old ice of Antarctica. How could she possibly expect them to have any feelings or camaraderie like normal people?

Twelve years ago, Yue Qingmo was just three years old. Yue Qingyang's divination indicated she was the most suitable candidate for the Moon Maiden, yet he recklessly threw her into a waterless, foodless, and bitterly cold icy palace, freezing her to death for three days and three nights. That same year, she fell off a cliff in another world and unexpectedly transmigrated, bringing her dead body back to life. From then on, she fully experienced the coldness and cruelty of human relationships, drastically changing her personality. Her wet nurse was arguably the first person in the world to treat her kindly, and since Full Moon Manor disregarded her life, she was determined to save her no matter what.

Because Yue Surong committed a crime and was imprisoned in the ice cave, the meeting in the council hall also ended not long afterward.

Qingmo left the council hall and walked slowly along the path where fallen leaves were fluttering.

The Yuezhi's medical and witchcraft skills were unparalleled, but she couldn't find a way to save her wet nurse in the short term. Perhaps the only hope was to go to the capital and marry the Phoenix. Just then, a cold aura came from behind her. She immediately became alert, drew the soft sword from her waist, and turned to meet it.

Chapter 002: Feeding the Fish While Hanging Up

Qingmo thrust his sword forward, the figure behind him already drifting away. Judging from the black veil covering his entire body, he looked very much like one of the six elders.

She didn't chase after it, but stared blankly at the yellow sachet on the ground, which was her wet nurse's personal item. She picked it up slowly, opened the sachet, and found a piece of white paper inside. Unfolding it, there was only one short line of text: "Beware of the Feng Clan's unique skills, Bone Shrinking Technique and Shape Transformation Technique."

She was taken aback. Was this person going to help her? The white paper crumbled into pieces in her palm, the sachet was placed in her sleeve, and she hurried away.

*

On a bustling street, an ordinary horse-drawn carriage slowly moves through the crowds.

"Miss, are we really going to the palace to meet the Emperor? You know there are three princes... so why bother? Anyway, she'll be marrying either the eldest or the third young lady, so what's it to you?" Tianzhen sat casually in the carriage, her pink lips slightly pouting as she looked at Qingmo. The thought of the so-called princes her young lady was going to marry made her face immediately wilted.

"Silly girl," she had just finished speaking when Lanman rolled her eyes at her and said irritably, "You really are silly. Do you think Miss is doing this for those few people? She's doing it for the wet nurse. No matter who marries into the capital and gets the flawless pearl, they definitely won't save the wet nurse. Even if they do, they'll be judged by the six elders. If Miss wants to save the wet nurse, she naturally has to do it before the eldest and third young ladies."

Qingmo looked at the two of them expressionlessly and said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter who I marry, I'm just a pawn in their game. It's just a matter of moving from one cage to another. As long as we can save the wet nurse, that's all that matters."

When Tianzhen heard what she said, her eyes reddened, and she opened her mouth with a face full of grievance, but in the end she didn't say anything. The carriage immediately fell silent.

"Go quickly and see! There's someone hanging from a tree up ahead, crying their eyes out but no one dares to help..."

"Who's been unlucky enough to mess with that jinx this time? Poor thing..."

The streets suddenly became chaotic, and the already noisy intersection was like a boiling pot. The horse-drawn carriage moved at a snail's pace through the throng of people.

Qingmo seemed not to hear him, leaning against the carriage as if dozing off without even opening his eyes. He only whispered to the outside of the carriage, "Old Li, drive slowly, don't hit anyone."

"Waaaaah...waaaah...help...someone save me...my brother is going to kill me...waaaah...help me..."

As the carriage crossed a stone bridge, it heard a pitiful cry for help. Tianzhen frowned slightly and lifted the curtain. There, on a tall tree by the river, hung upside down by the ankles of a disheveled, filthy man. A crowd of onlookers stood three or four deep, but no one offered a helping hand.

"Miss, why don't we go down and take a look..." Seeing the man's pitiful state, she felt a pang of sympathy and whispered to Qingmo.

Before Qingmo could speak, Lanman pointed at the dense crowd of onlookers and looked at her displeasedly, saying, "Tianzhen, we can't even protect ourselves, don't go looking for trouble. Look, so many people are watching the show and no one dares to save that man, which shows that the troublemaker has considerable power. If you ask Miss to save him, aren't you just causing trouble for him?"

Qingmo glanced at the two of them, then followed Lanman's finger. Just as Lanman had said, there were many onlookers, and quite a few who felt sorry and sympathetic, but no hero to save the man. She gave the man hanging upside down a cold look and said indifferently, "There are so many injustices in the world, how can we possibly manage such trivial matters..."

Before they could finish speaking, the carriage suddenly jolted, and a long neighing of a horse was heard. The carriage stopped abruptly, and before the three of them could regain their footing, extremely arrogant shouts and curses came from outside the carriage.

"You audacious scoundrels, how do you drive? If you hurt my young master, ten of you wouldn't be enough to chop off your heads. Get out of here and kowtow to him to apologize."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I'll apologize to you now, young master."

"That's enough. You have to kowtow and apologize. Don't you know how to kowtow?"

Qingmo frowned slightly, pulled up the carriage curtain, and saw Old Li looking obsequious and bowing as he apologized. The other party didn't even look at him, his eyes practically glaring at the sky. She said with a stern face, "Young master, it's good to be lenient. Since we've already apologized to you, please don't make things too difficult for us."

"Oh, there's a young lady in the carriage, come out and let my young master take a look..." Hearing her soft and sweet voice, one of the lackeys lewdly teased her, while another quickly ran over and poked his head into the carriage. Qingmo was extremely disgusted and kicked him. With a loud "bang," the lackey flew out and crashed into the guardrail by the bridge, passing out.

Qingmo calmly got out of the car, her bright, star-like eyes narrowing slightly as she coldly swept her gaze over the group of people on the bridge. The richly dressed man surrounded by his lackeys was clearly the young master they had been talking about.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds. The man in the brocade robe gave her a disdainful smile and uttered a few words, "Ugly freak," before immediately turning his head away, as if looking at her any longer would offend his eyes. The lackey beside him echoed this, glancing at her sideways and adding in a sarcastic tone, "Ugly freak... ugly freak..." before bursting into laughter.

Qingmo's face remained calm, as if she hadn't heard the mockery. She glanced at the young man in brocade robes and said coldly, "You've laughed and cursed enough. I suppose you have no other opinions. Old Li, get in the car, let's go."

The man in brocade robes stared menacingly at the innocent-looking woman supporting him, giving her a cold glance. "What, trying to leave? Not so easy. You hit my man, and now you want to save this idiot? Ugly freak, do you think you're a savior?"