Chu Xinian managed to enter Xie Jingyuan’s room.
He ignored the steward’s surprise, Yun Que’s concern, and several stares from others. He took Xie Jingyuan’s cold hand and smiled warmly as he whispered, “I will take good care of the General.”
Xie Jingyuan narrowed his long, narrow eyes, with a grimace whose meaning was unclear, “Really?”
Chu Xinian, “Naturally.”
Xie Jingyuan said nothing more and laughed inwardly, hoping that the other party would not be frightened by the night suddenly changing his mind
The houses of princes and nobles were all furnished similarly, some extremely luxurious and some somewhat more modest.
But with his title, Xie Jingyuan’s mansion could not have been simpler. The mansion was decorated with birds and flowers, embroidered carpets, antiques, paintings, and calligraphy. The only difference is that he had a long sword on the shelf in his study.
Fallen Abyss.
When Chu Xinian saw the cold iron, these words suddenly appeared in his mind.
The Great Yan was a martial arts state, and the Imperial Court was closely related to the martial world. There was a list called “Thousand Years”, which was a compilation of all the great masters and saints of the world, which was revised once every ten years. Those who entered this list were all extraordinary masters in the world. The fame of the list has been passed down for several years uninterruptedly.
One year, Xie Jingyuan wielded the sword Fallen Abyss and killed dozens of Northern masters in a battle in Cangling, including the sixth master on the list, He Qiu.
The fact that he was a teenager and had accomplished such a feat made his peers look simple and bumbling.
Chu Xinian was now like an archaeologist, wanting to study everything he saw. He ignored the official letters on the table and looked at the sheathed sword.
“What are you looking at?”
Xie Jinyuan’s eerie and cold voice sounded behind him, which could have scared a cowardly person into a heart attack.
Chu Xinian was not frightened, he turned to Xie Jingyuan who was recovering from his illness on the bed and smiled, “General, although this sword is sealed in its scabbard, it is difficult to stop the killing energy. If it is placed in the inner room, it can suppress the evil spirits.”
Inevitably, this recalled the rumors existing in the Capital. It said that Xie Jingyuan was gravely ill and coughing up blood because he had killed too many and tens of thousands of dead souls were haunting him.
“There are tens of thousands of demons and evil spirits, how can a single sword suppress them?” Xie Jingyuan looked numb, but in reality, his eyes were as sharp as eagles, and he had been watching Chu Xinian’s every move.
Regardless of whether the other party was a spy or not, only the words “Marquis of Quyang Manor” made it difficult for him to ignore him.
“Right, General is right.”
Chu Xinian could already be sure that the secret letters and folders in this room were worthless. The books on the carved bookshelves were new, and the letters stacked on the table had old ink marks on the covers, dating back years. The drawers were unlocked and naturally contained nothing important.
The only thing of value was the sword Fallen Abyss.
Chu Xinian gave up the idea of getting any information from this room and stopped rummaging around.
Xie Jingyuan did not like being served. He coughed incessantly, frowned, supported himself with his hands, and was about to pour himself some water, but someone had already stepped forward, “General, drink some tea.”
Probably because Xie Jingyuan was quite thin, Chu Xinian’s hands seemed a little stronger than his own. His long fingers held a sky-blue cup of tea with mist on top, extremely beautiful.
Xie Jingyuan did not respond.
When normal people encountered this kind of marriage, let alone a big fuss, they would never smile like Chu Xinian. It seemed that what he had married was not a ghost-faced Yama King, but a dazzling beauty.
Xie Jingyuan suddenly grabbed Chu Xinian’s wrist, his eyes were sinister and vicious, “Do you think I won’t kill you?”
There were no servants in the room, Chu Xinian should have fled in terror, but he just looked at his hand and reminded, “General, it hurts.”
Xie Jingyuan was stunned and unconsciously loosened his grip.
Chu Xinian pushed the hot tea into Xie Jingyuan’s hand, still as gentle and elegant as ever, “General, why are you angry, did I do something wrong?”
Xie Jingyuan took a while to let go of his hand, he inevitably felt that he was hitting cotton, the other party felt no pain or discomfort, and had nowhere to exert his strength.
“You are not to blame. I’m just ill.”
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“It is cold today, rest well General”.
Chu Xinian did not make any other strange moves. He arranged the quilt for Xie Jingyuan with concern and left the room with the excuse of checking how the food was going.
The red lanterns used on the wedding day hung in the eaves of the hallway, swaying in the cold wind, the red was gloomy. The lake in the distance was as still as a pool of stagnant water, with occasional ripples that soon dissipated into nothingness.
The mansion was dead and gloomy as if it was as ill as Xie Jingyuan. Even the living were inevitably tainted by the aura of death.
When Yun Que saw Chu Xinian walk out of the door unharmed, her hanging heart was relieved. She took a step forward and called out, “Master…”
She could not hide the worry in her eyes.
Chu Xinian calmly said, “It’s nothing, let’s go to the kitchen and see how they are doing with lunch.”
Jiu Yong waited behind the door motionless, as cold as an abyss. He glanced at Chu Xinian, then withdrew his gaze and continued guarding.
Yun Que hated this guy in black, with a dead expression like a door god. If it wasn’t for Chu Xinian’s protection, she wouldn’t be waiting at the gate with such a person.
It was only when they were far enough away that Yun Que whispered to Chu Xinian with a complaint, “Master, it is not advisable to stay here for long. The man guarding the door is too bloodthirsty, I’m afraid he has killed many people.”
“Who?” Chu Xinian realized who she was talking about and smiled, “You mean Jiu Yong? Don’t worry, he won’t do anything.”
This person was also considered a supporting character in “A Thousand Years of Feud”. If Xie Jingyuan is the Crown Prince’s confidant, then Jiu Yong is Xie Jingyuan’s. He was rescued by Xie Jingyuan on the battlefield, and after that, he recognized him as his master and was willing to let himself be used by him. He later died at the hands of Prince Jin when he rebelled with Xie Jingyuan.
In a sense, Xie Jingyuan’s will represented his will. As long as Xie Jingyuan did not ask him, Jiu Yong would not do anything extra apart from guarding the gate and patrolling.
Yun Que could only swallow her words, but when she saw Chu Xinian walking toward the kitchen, she could not resist saying, “Master, you are a noble person, why go to such a dirty place?”
Chu Xinian only replied, “I am curious.”
He was very curious about Xie Jingyuan’s illness.
In the original manuscript, he wrote that Xie Jingyuan was critically ill, but it was an ancient illness from when he was on the battlefield, not from the grievances of the dead.
But now Xie Jingyuan coughed blood every day, his face was bluish, his lips were purple and his blood was black, it looked more like poisoning.
When Chu Xinian arrived, he had heard some gossip. It was said that Xie Jingyuan’s illness was already a year old, at first it was only dizziness, chest tightness, and shortness of breath, but later it turned into coughing up blood and cooling the body, even the holy hands of the Capital could not help.
And a year later, the situation was getting worse.
Chu Xinian could only conclude that the poisoning was chronic, and one of the easiest ways to poison was through food. After all, eating was one of the things you have to do every day to survive.
The chubby cook was frying vegetables in the kitchen. He wore a cloth covering his hair, and the iron pot and spoon, which weighed several kilograms, seemed as light as nothing in his hands, so it was no problem to slaughter pigs and cut meat.
Chu Xinian watched from outside the door for a while and suddenly began to believe Yun Que’s words that the house was full of experts. Finally, he entered, his snow-white garment looking out of place amidst the grease and smoke around him.
The busy servants in the kitchen were surprised for a moment, then reacted by kneeling and bowing, but were stopped by Chu Xinian, “It’s okay, continue with what you’re doing. I just came to take a look.”
He was gentle and courteous, and when he smiled, it was like a spring breeze against his face. After he spoke, he stood watching the cooks, as if he had come just to “look”.
The steward in the back looked embarrassed, “Your Excellency is a nobleman, why step in this dirty place and spoil your clothes?”
Prince Jin and the Crown Prince were sworn enemies, and technically speaking, Chu Xinian was also on Prince Jin’s side. He came to a sensitive place like the kitchen for no reason, no one would escape unscathed in case he secretly put poison.
Chu Xinian ignored it, instead, he asked an irrelevant question, “Is your food also made here?”
The steward was surprised and nodded, “To answer His Excellency, yes.”
Chu Xinian, “Then what do you do with General’s leftovers?”
The steward did not understand why he asked, but answered truthfully and smiled, “General’s food is precious, it is a pity to throw it away, if the master cannot finish it, the rest will naturally be rewarded to us, the servants.”
Chu Xinian knew this, but it was better to come and make sure. He saw dried peppers in the basket beside him, took a few and nonchalantly indicated, “General has little appetite, you should prepare light dishes.”
The steward nodded and escorted him to the door like a Buddha.
Chu Xinian took a small bite of the dried pepper in his hand and, finding that there was little difference between the ancient and modern peppers, stuffed the rest into the perfume pouch at his waist.
Seeing this, Yun Que cautiously asked, “Master, are you hungry? This servant will go get you something to snack on.”
No matter how hungry you are, you can’t eat peppers, let alone dried ones.
But Chu Xinian replied, “I’m not hungry, let’s go back to our room.”
Now he could rule out the possibility of food poisoning.
Because of certain ancient rules, whatever the master could not finish eating would be rewarded directly to the servants. If Xie Jingyuan had been poisoned by food, then the servants underneath should have similar symptoms.
But Chu Xinian had just asked, and no one in the kitchen had any illnesses or disasters. The newest servant had been working for five years and the longest servant had been working for ten years, all of them were unlikely to betray their close ones.
So the poison would only be put in a place that only Xie Jingyuan could access, to avoid the possibility of accidentally poisoning others.
No place other than the bedroom could be thought of.
So before Xie Jingyuan went to bed and had time to rest, Chu Xinian returned and opened the door. He did not believe that this rich young man who was as white as a handful of snow could provoke a transcendental situation. Although he was on guard, he was not afraid.
Xie Jingyuan looked at Chu Xinian with hidden interest in his eyes, intending to see what he was going to do. However, Chu Xinian only found a place to sit on the sofa outside, patted a cushion, and closed his eyes as soon as he lay down.
Xie Jingyuan, “…”
Chu Xinian put his hands behind his head, and although he closed his eyes, there seemed to be another pair of eyes behind his back, knowing that Xie Jingyuan was watching him, he said, “Lunch will take a while. General can rest first.”
As for him, naturally, he also needs to sleep for a while, a little nap.
Chu Xinian slept earnestly as if he was doing some kind of experiment. He tried his best to slow down his breathing, forcing himself to fall asleep. However, he woke up before an hour had passed because of palpitations, he felt as if a heavy stone was on his chest preventing him from breathing out.
“…”
Chu Xinian slowly opened his eyes and realized the difference. He took his pulse, counted to sixty in his mind, and then wrote down the number of heartbeats. Repeating the process about ten more times, he finally discovered that his heartbeat increased slightly. A cold light shone in his eyes silently.
This room is very strange!
Chu Xinian got up from the sofa with a bang, turned his head, and saw Xie Jingyuan looking at him, paused, and laughed lightly, “Why is General looking at me?”
His hooligan nature came out.
Xie Jingyuan had nothing better to do and wanted to see what kind of tricks Chu Xinian was playing. However, the other party had slept for an hour, and he quietly watched for an hour. Now that he had been caught red-handed, he did not feel embarrassed, “Admiring your face.”
Xie Jingyuan again showed that unpredictable gloomy expression. He casually touched the mask on his face and smiled at Chu Xinian, “Flawless as jade, bright as the moon, what do I do if one day you fall asleep and accidentally someone cuts you a few times?”
He sounded as if he was really worried about Chu Xinian.
Chu Xinian ignored him but found that Xie Jingyuan liked to scare people a lot. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, “Isn’t it better if I am more compatible with General?”
Xie Jingyuan was once again drowned out by him, unable to say anything.
System also discovered that Chu Xinian always liked to flirt or tease people invisibly.
System was leaning on Chu Xinian’s shoulder, quietly reminding: [Host, don’t have feelings for the mission target.]
Chu Xinian was startled, “Feelings? What do you mean?”
[Love] System said: [Don’t have that kind of…]
He could barely organize the language to clearly express this complex sentence.
[…feeling that you can’t live without each other…]
Otherwise, when the Host completes the task and leaves this world, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Chu Xinian did not pay much attention, looked thoughtfully at the three-legged incense tripod with a gold and silver pattern in the center of the room, and casually replied, “Don’t worry, it won’t happen.”
In his heart, there is no love.
There is no love in the heart of someone like Xie Jingyuan either.
Chu Xinian’s goal was none other than to save Xie Jingyuan and investigate the history of this world in the process. As in his previous works, the protagonist had only one plot.
What emotional plot? Can it be eaten?
System sounded relieved, leaning back on his shoulders: [Phew, I’m relieved then~]
Chu Xinian pushed him away slightly, saying the most merciless words in the softest tone, ”Don’t touch me, thank you.”
Don’t upset people.
System: […]
While Chu Xinian was investigating the abnormalities in the room, Madam Mei had already requested a visit and entered the Palace, begging to see Concubine Mei.
“… Xi’er has always been naughty, how can he be worthy of General Xie? Please, I ask Your Excellency to intercede a bit with His Majesty.”
Madam Mei had been close friends with Concubine Mei in the past, but due to the difference in status today, it was inevitable that she would speak with great care and sincerity.
A kind-looking woman dressed elegantly, she was sitting in the main seat of the room. The color may not be perfect, but it was soothing, and her full headdress of oriental pearls made her skin even more lustrous. When she heard Madam Mei’s intention, she frowned sadly, “I know about the matter, but the decree has already been issued, how can I change it? I only hope that the two of them will be in harmony and respect each other as if they were guests.”
Concubine Mei said these empty words.
Madam Mei squeezed her hand, “His Majesty gave the marriage, as a Mother I do not agree, but His Excellency persuaded and I agreed. Still, General Xie has a violent temper, how can Xi’er cope with it?”
After she finished speaking, she immediately stood up and knelt heavily on the ground, “I hope Your Excellency, for the sake of the clan itself, think of a way. Jiaoping is loyal to His Highness Prince Jin, and I also respect His Excellency, and if I were not desperate, I would not have the audacity to come to the Palace.”
She had already pulled out Chu Jiaoping. Naturally, Concubine Mei could not just sit back and watch. Chu Jiaoping was now the most capable person under Pince Jin’s command, he can only be lured, not alienated.
With a look from Concubine Mei, the personal maid next door helped Madam Mei to stand up.
“Xinian is also considered my nephew, I will not stand idly by…” She thought for a moment and said, “How about I let Nanny Ge take my orders to go to General Xie’s Mansion, and teach him the ways of how to be a wife?”
The status of a male wife was no different from that of a female wife, and he must also fulfill the three obediences and the four virtues. Nanny Ge was a palace maiden who specialized in teaching such matters in the inner palace.
This was not the answer Madam Mei wanted, “This lowly one has no such intention.”
Concubine Mei sighed and consoled, “Nanny Ge is one of my people, so if something happens to Xi’er, she will quickly report to me, you don’t need to worry. General Xie is not looking at the Buddha’s face but the monk’s face, and he will keep somewhat restrained.”
In the evening, the General’s Mansion received an unexpected guest.
The author has something to say:
Chu Xinian: In my heart, there is no man and there is no love.
A dog blood author: What you say is useless, I tell you from experience, kekekekeke
Hehehe thank you for the chapter !
Here we go again, he’s just as stubborn as his dog blood author friend hehehe
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Oooh, someone is planting flags right here 👀
Poor system he is screwed. They never think they will bend but they always do. System should just prepare an option of staying or going. The prize is the chance to live again so what difference does it make if it is here or there?
Omg, for real! +1 to you
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There’s something wrong with the incense burner isn’t there? There’s so much drama and conspiracies! 👀
It has to be airborne since he didn’t touch anything but the couch I doubt the general soent much time on it before. There might be something in the burneror 2 things that have to be mixed together and the second item is a smell in the room.
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
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And history repeats itself 🤣🤣🤣