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The courtyard was very quiet. Liu Qianxian waited a while before knocking again, but still no response and there was no sound of movement that could be heard. It was obvious that Mu Chengxue had no intention to talk to them.
Liu Qianxian prodded Ji Yanran with her elbow and whispered, “Hey, what should we do now? I dare not go in.”
Ji Yanran asked, “Aunty Yu didn’t instruct you on what to do before coming?”
“Aunty said to just put the food box on the stone table under the tree in the yard.” Liu Qianxian said, “But the door is closed. Who knows what’s going on inside…? Otherwise, will you deliver the food box? I’ll just wait at the door.”
“Uh-unn!” Ji Yanran shook his head decisively: “I am not going inside.”
Liu Qianxian’s chest tightened: “You are a grown-up man. Why are you so useless?”
“Aren’t you a chivalrous girl? And even you won’t dare to go in. Instead, you’re asking me to go in. Hey, I’m a businessman, and you’re still asking why I’m useless?” Ji Yanran said justifiably and confidently, standing still as a rock.
Liu Qianxian: “….”
Ji Yanran pressed her again. “Why don’t you go in, drop the food box on that stone table and come out quickly so that we can slip away soon. I heard that this killer is very fierce and kills people without even blinking an eye.”
“You’re not already helping, yet you still dare to scare me!” Liu Qianxian was already annoyed and raised her hand to hit him. Ji Yanran turned sideways to hide, pushed open the wooden door and signaled for her to hurry up and deliver the food box. Seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, Liu Qianxian ran in, and almost like throwing a hot potato, put the food box with a “Dong” on the table.
Ji Yanran sighed with emotion: “Fortunately, Aunty Yu made him only steamed stuffed buns.” With the force that she had dropped the food box, if Aunty Yu had made broth noodles for him like she had made for the others, it would have already leaked to the ground.
“Let’s get out of here!” Liu Qianxian dragged Ji Yanran’s sleeves and ran away.
Ji Yanran raised the corner of his lips and looked back at the person on the roof before leaving.
Mu Chengxue was holding a longsword on his lap, his white clothes were like clouds, his black hair was covered with a piece of snow gauze, and his eyelashes were covered with the falling snow. No one knew how long he had been sitting there, utterly motionless. His gentle breathing was engulfed by the wind, and his figure had almost integrated with the snow. If one were not a peerless expert, it would be very difficult to find his trace up there.
……
Until she returned to the garden, Liu Qianxian still asked with lingering fear, “That plate of steamed buns should not have been scattered by me, do you think it did?”
Ji Yanran also looked worried: “Why don’t you go back and have a look? I think 80% of the plate was broken, and the killer should be now picking up cabbage and tofu stuffing among the broken pieces of porcelain.”
“I’m not going back there, you’ll have to think of an idea!” Liu Qianxian stomped her foot, “Master Yun is such a nice and elegant gentleman. How can he be good friends with a scoundrel like you?” She continued to berate him, becoming more and more angry in her heart.
When Ji Yanran saw on her expression that the situation was not good, he turned around and ran away. Liu Qianxian chased after him. She only wanted to settle accounts with the hateful man, but she wasn’t paying attention to where she was running. When she turned the corner, she bumped into a man, and all the contents in the remaining food box that she was carrying overturned at once and spilled all over the innocent unlucky guy.
“Ahh!” Qi Ran’s little servant boy was still in shock. “You… Why aren’t you being more careful?”
Ji Yanran came back and hurriedly helped him up: “Did you get hurt?”
“Hiss… Easy, easy!” The little servant’s expression looked extremely miserable in pain, “My leg!”
“Your leg?” Liu Qianxian squatted down, pinching the joints of bones inch by inch with her right hand. When she touched a particular spot, the servant cried out a “hisss”. Liu Qianxian pressed on the spot again. The servant screamed more and more miserably and trembled and limped to the ground. Liu Qianxian breathed a sigh of relief, looked up and said to him, “The bone is not broken, it is only dislocated. I have to set it back to make it all right now.”
With a sob, the little servant said in a trembling voice, “What would you do if it was dislocated?”
Liu Qianxian knew she was wrong, so she could only say to him softly, “It’s too cold here. The Drifting Pavilion is just in front, let’s go there first.”
“I’m not going to the Drifting Pavilion!” The servant was in pain and cursing at random. When he heard that she wanted to move him to another place, he suddenly stopped being angry and said, “Just help me here. My Young Master has to take his medicine when he wakes up. I have to go back and cook it, I can’t delay any further.”
Liu Qianxian kindly reminded him that if he sat here in this cold snow, he would probably get frostbite, so it was better to go to a warm place first. The servant was very stubborn and kept urging Ji Yanran to hurry up. Ji Yanran helped him up. When he was finally able to prop himself up, his face had flushed red and even his eyes started to tear up again due to the pain.
“Don’t cry!” Liu Qianxian was startled, “Okay, okay, you just stay here.”
Ji Yanran shook his head and reached out to hold his ankle. He just wanted to roll up a little of the servant’s trousers and check his leg if there was something still wrong, when the boy suddenly shuddered and screamed, “Don’t!”
Liu Qianxian was frightened by his voice, and her heart jumped wildly: “What’s wrong?”
The servant’s lips were pale, and he said in a trembling voice, “Just leave it, I… I’m afraid of the cold.”
Now you are afraid of the cold? Liu Qianxian was stunned: “You…”
The little servant wiped away his tears, knowing in his heart that no one would believe the excuse he made up randomly, but he didn’t know how else to make up the reason.
Liu Qianxian was about to speak, but Ji Yanran stared at her, telling her to stop with a look. He only held the servant’s leg through the thick cotton trousers, and relying on years of experience in fighting and treating injuries, he forcibly closed his joint.
The boy nearly fainted in pain and it took him a long time to catch his breath. He got up on his feet again and wanted to leave, but before he left the garden, he turned back and knelt down, kowtowed several times in a row, and cried: “Young Swordsman Ji, Miss Liu, please don’t tell my Young Master about this.”
“Get up.” Ji Yanran held him up. “It’s not your fault. We should be the one to apologize. Don’t worry, Miss Liu and I won’t talk nonsense.”
“Thank you, thank you two masters.” The servant wiped his face with his sleeve, turned around and limped away. Looking at his speedy posture of hurrying away, he looked like there was a ghost chasing behind him.
Liu Qianxian kept staring at his retreating back, feeling confused. She rubbed her arms and said, “I suddenly feel goosebumps, that gave me the creeps.”
“Let’s go back to the kitchen and get some food again.” Ji Yanran said, “He seemed to be very afraid of his master. If breakfast is not delivered on time, and if Qi Ran asks why, I’m afraid you and I will have to break our promise.”
“Qi Ran, shouldn’t he be a gentle scholar?” Liu Qianxian followed behind him to the kitchen, “Besides, we bumped into him first. We are guilty so we should be the one who feels guilty. Why is he the one who is terrified out of his wits?”
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Ji Yanran shook his head: “Everyone has secrets. If he doesn’t say it, why should we stand guessing here? It’s more important to deliver food.”
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Just when she bumped into the Qi servant boy, Liu Qianxian’s slender skirt was also stained with soup. The red spot was very conspicuous. Then Ji Yanran said, “Miss Liu, go back and change your clothes first, and I’ll deliver the rest of the meal.”
“There’s no need to change them.” Liu Qianxian refused and stubbornly said, “I’m going too. I’ll go with you!”
Holding the small bowl, Yun Yifeng looked at the two, wondering, “Why do I feel that you two don’t look right?”
Liu Qianxian’s face turned pale when she heard his words, she learned closer to him and asked in a whisper, “What’s wrong? How do we look? Is it something like being possessed by evil spirits? Or there’s a black or red smoke coming out of our heads?”
Yun Yifeng: “….”
“I say this girl.” Ji Yanran had a toothache. “How can anyone curse themselves for being possessed by evil spirits?”
“What the hell happened?” Yun Yifeng stood up.
“It’s alright. I’ll tell you when we come back.” Ji Yanran picked up the food box, “Now we need to go and deliver the meal first.”
In the White Plum Pavilion, the servant boy had already changed his clothes and was sweeping the snow in the courtyard. After seeing the people coming in, he only made a hasty greeting and said in a hoarse voice, “My Young Master is still sleeping. Just leave the breakfast with me.”
Liu Qianxian handed him the food box and couldn’t help whispering, “Your ankle was sprained hard. You should have more rest.”
“Yes, I will, thank you.” The boy answered perfunctorily, holding the food box and was about to bring it in, when Jin Huan pushed the door open. When he saw the people in the yard, he was inevitably surprised: “Why is everyone here? Something’s wrong?”
Ji Yanran explained, “Miss Liu is helping Aunty Yu deliver breakfast. Master Yun and I have nothing to do, so we also came to help her.”
“You scared me.” Jin Huan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, “If Aunty Yu is busy in the future, we’ll go and get meals ourselves. It’s a shame to bother Brother Ji.”
“What do you mean by bothering Brother Ji.” Liu Qianxian said unhappily and handed the food box towards Jin Huan. “I’m the one who volunteered to deliver the meal. It just so happens that your food box is here. Here, just take it.”
“Yes, thank you, Miss Liu.” Compared with Jin Manlin, Jin Huan obviously had a lot more patience with her. Seeing a scarlet spot of hot oil on her skirt, he asked about it with concern.
The servant boy was standing beside him and when he heard Jin Huan asking about it, his hands trembled, almost dropping the food box he was holding on his hands.
“Nothing.” Liu Qianxian waved her hand casually, “I accidentally slipped this morning while delivering the food boxes.”
Ji Yanran also changed the topic and asked, “Brother Jin, why did you come to see Young Master Qi so early in the morning? He doesn’t seem to have gotten up yet.”
“Oh, I’m here to get the medicine.” Jin Huan said, “My father has been taking white ginseng and purple hibiscus tonic pills in recent years. Yesterday, he came here to drink a pot of tea with Brother Qi. When he left, he accidentally forgot the gourd containing the medicines. He just found out this morning and asked me to retrieve it.”
The Qi servant boy hurriedly said, “I’ve put away the gourd. I’ll get it now.” He walked stiffly, his legs must still be in pain but he didn’t dare to cry out. He ran back in and came out and presented the gourd with both hands.
“Okay, then I’ll go now.” Jin Huan said, “Tell Brother Qi when he wakes up, I’ll have tea with him again.”
The servant bowed his head and said, “Yes.”
“Let’s leave too.” Ji Yanran said to Yun Yifeng, “Let’s go back to the fire and keep warm.”
Liu Qianxian stretched out her hands and blocked the way: “Hey, you can leave if you want, and let Master Yun stay!”
Yun Yifeng looked at her innocently. Why? I don’t want to stay.
Ji Yanran stepped forward, pulling Yun Yifeng behind him, shielding him from her in case she would try to get her hands on Yun Yifeng again: “No.”
“What does this have to do with you!” Liu Qianxian was anxious but couldn’t push him away. Finally, she had no choice but to explain in a whisper, “I don’t want to make a fool of myself. I… I’m just afraid. I just feel it’s weird everywhere today. I don’t dare to stay alone.”
Yun Yifeng said with a blank expression, “Really?”
Ji Yanran comforted her: “If you’re afraid, go back to the Shooting Star Pavilion. Master Yun is not a sorceress or a goddess. If he really meets an evil spirit, he will probably run faster than you. Good-looking men are unreliable, as Confucius once said.”
Yun Yifeng initially wanted to let his hand fly and smack this scoundrel of a man on the head, but on second thought, he agreed and said, “En.”
Seeing that neither of the two wanted to take her with them, Liu Qianxian reluctantly twisted the edge of her clothes and finally said, “Then you should be more careful. If you really encounter a ferocious evil spirit, it would be bad if you get ensnared.”
Ji Yanran looked solemn: “Okay, we will pay more attention.”
With a suspicious look on his face, Yun Yifeng returned to the Drifting Pavilion with Ji Yanran. When he entered the door, he asked, “What kind of show are you playing now?”
“This is not a show.” Ji Yanran made a pot of tea, and told him everything about what happened in the morning, and said, “It seems that Young Master Qi is keeping a lot of secrets.”
“So strange?” Yun Yifeng said thoughtfully, “Last time we were talking about how it’s not strange for a Young Master who is not valued in a big house and courtyard to secretly learn some Martial Arts to protect himself. But what does this have to do with the little servant? He just bumped into people when walking. Everyone can accidentally bump into someone. Why is he afraid of such trivial things as sesame seeds and mung beans or like a mouse seeing a cat?”
“At least it shows that his life around Qi Ran is not easy.” Ji Yanran said, “Why don’t we go and have a look tonight?”
Yun Yifeng asked, “Peeping?”
Ji Yanran corrected: “Night scouting.”
Yun Yifeng smiled: “Alright, then I’ll go with His Highness to White Plum Pavilion tonight to spy and see what’s strange about Qi Ran.”
Under the gloomy cold fog, night always falls and takes you by surprise. It seemed that just a gust of wind passed through the border and swept away all the bleak clouds and sky light. The monster from the abyss opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the entire Snow View Pavilion. The sun turned into invisible powder of stars, which fell onto the monster’s fingers and dissipated as soon as it landed, leaving only a long dark night where even the fingers on your hands could not be seen. When the snow whistled, your heart would be scared and the silence would be creepy.
At this time, Ji Yanran was sitting at the table, putting his concealed weapons on his body one after another, and had already drunk most of the pot of tea, but there was still no movement next door.
Did he fall asleep? He got up and walked to the wall and knocked with his knuckles, “Master Yun.”
No one answered.
His Highness Prince Xiao had no choice but to go next door and invite Yun Yifeng out. At this time, it was snowing heavily outside. Even the wind was carrying an icy residue and it really felt uncomfortable blowing on his face. He was grumbling inside: If Yun Yifeng was really feeling lazy and didn’t want to explore tonight, it was not impossible to discuss it with him, but at least he could say in advance that they should just sleep the night away and didn’t need to let me go alone or——
Before he could finish thinking of the word “wait”, Yun Yifeng opened the door. His eyes were red, his eyebrows were locked in a deep frown, and even in this bone cold weather, he was only wearing a thin flowing close-fitting nightclothes, his uncombed deep-black hair were scattered on his shoulders. No matter how one looked at him, he didn’t look like someone who was wearing clothes suitable to spy out, but rather like a manic who got up without really waking up.
Ji Yanran was quite tactful and seeing Yun Yifeng’s look, said: “Excuse me, Master Yun please continue to sleep.”
Yun Yifeng’s eyes darkened, his body leaned forward and he fainted in Ji Yanran’s arms.
Ji Yanran: “…”
Ji Yanran: “Hey!”
Yun Yifeng’s eyes were tightly closed, and his body was scorching hot. In this bone chilling weather, it was more and more like a piece of red-hot charcoal.
Ji Yanran carried the man on his arms and slammed on the door closed with one foot, blocking all the whirling snow and wind back into the yard.
The brazier in the bedroom had long been doused with water, and the mattress and quilts had been thrown to the ground. The room was cold like an ice cave. However, Yun Yifeng’s body was still hot and restless, and even the breath he exhaled was burning hot.
Ji Yanran forcibly grabbed Yun Yifeng’s wrist to check his pulse. It was chaotic; sometimes violent enough that you could feel all his blood wanting to jump out of his heart, sometimes it was so weak that you could not even feel them.
Yun Yifeng opened his eyes, looked at the blurred figure by the bed and said with all of his waning strength, “I will be alright tomorrow.” He gritted his teeth as he spoke and the veins on his hands were bulging, he was obviously suffering a great deal of pain. Ji Yanran shook his head and reached out to help Yun Yifeng sit up. He sat cross-legged in front of him, raised his palm and pressed them onto Yun Yifeng’s chest.
Ji Yanran circulated his internal Qi and pushed it out. A wisp of his Qi channeled onto Yun Yifeng’s muscles and veins. Although it would not completely dispel the pain, it could at least alleviate some of it.
After a while, Yun Yifeng’s breathing gradually calmed down. Ji Yanran didn’t dare to be careless at all, even if he could see that Yun Yifeng’s body was more relaxed now.
Ji Yanran grew up in the military barracks. From a very young age he was used to seeing rough and thick-skinned soldiers of the Liang Dynasty. They were all fierce men who could kill the enemy with seven or eight knives. No matter where they were injured, they could cure most of them by just opening a bottle of medicine.
But at this moment, this man in his arms, not to mention his Martial Arts, at least he looked much more precious than those people in the Northwest. His skin was so fair it was almost transparent, his body was thin like paper, and his collarbone was more like fine jade, looking like it could be crushed with just a little force.
So he could only be more careful.
After almost an hour, Yun Yifeng finally fell asleep. Ji Yanran was already bathing in his own sweat. He embraced the man with one hand and tried to fetch the bedding on the ground with his other hand, but he felt a handful of half-wet ashes. Only then did he find that the brazier in the house was not only doused by tea, but was also knocked over. There were coarse charcoal residues everywhere. Yun Yifeng also had blood stains on his feet. It might have been when he got out of bed and opened the door, he had stumbled all the way and accidentally hurt himself.
Ji Yanran sighed and simply carried the person to the next room.
In the depths of the night, the chimes of the wind box sounded again in the kitchen of the small courtyard, and the firewood was burning happily on the stove. With his experience from the previous time, His Royal Highness Prince Xiao boiled the water quite quickly this time.
Yun Yifeng was exhausted after being tortured by the poison in his body. He felt that every bone in his body would shatter into pieces, and the dull pain constantly eroding at his brain. His limbs were paralyzed, and even just to breathe, he had to exert his best effort. He really had no extra strength to lift his eyelids. In his confusion, he could only vaguely feel a trace of warmth but could not tell where it came from. He only knew that it was extremely gentle and serene, like the warm summer wind blowing on the sparkling blue glazed lake.
Ji Yanran tidied everything up and covered the sick seedling with a quilt; even the corners were tightly pressed, tucking the man beneath it, making sure that there was no trace of wind sneaking in, only then he breathed out a sigh of relief.
It turned out that being a maidservant who waited on people was no easier than marching and fighting.
Come to think of it, it was even more tiring.
At this time, the sky was gradually getting bright. Ji Yanran returned to Yun Yifeng’s room, casually picked up a clean mattress and spread it on the bed, laid down and closed his eyes.
He thought about the scene when he saw Yun Yifeng tonight, the discomfort and pain he must have felt. He couldn’t figure out who was helping him heal before he met himself. Why didn’t he take the person with him when he traveled with him?
When he turned over, something pressed under his arm, and he was flustered.
When he took it out, it was the carved red jade Ganoderma Lucidum that Yun Yifeng always hung around his neck like a treasure.
“Conscience”, this thing, doesn’t seem to work with him at all.
Ji Yanran rubbed the fake Ganoderma Lucidum with his thumb, his head was faintly aching.
Well, I had spent all my internal energy to heal your internal wounds tonight, it will be regarded as half a favor.
………..
The wind outside the window was getting weaker and the snow was falling much lighter.
The room was quiet and dark. There was a patch of snow stuck on the cracks of the window. Occasionally, it would be pushed by the wind with a “creaky” sound, making the room more warm and suitable for sleeping. The quilt was like a soft cloud, rolled up, little by little, starting from the toes, to the calf, to the lower legs, to the waist, to the neck, to the strands of his hair, the sleeping person turned over, his limbs spread out, his lips showing a smirk in his dream.
The person standing by the bed also laughed along with him.
The corners of his mouth curled up in a strange arc, exuding a creepy chill. His eyes seemed to be appreciating some kind of a sacrifice. He stared at the incense burning on the censer for half a column of time, before he slowly stretched out his hand.
Ice-cold, with dark razor-sharp fingernails, tightly fitted on the sleeping person’s neck.
The severe pain accompanied by a sense of suffocation suddenly made the sweet dream he was having come to an abrupt halt. The person on the bed opened his eyes in horror, only to find that he could not utter a word; he could only open his mouth in vain. His limbs twitched like a dried fish’s tail. He was dripping blood all the way and was dragged forcibly from his bedroom into the snow.
The cold light which burst in front of him was like the sharp claws or fangs of ten thousand beasts.
Fear had covered up the pain.
Flesh and blood went flying in all directions, and he felt himself surrounded by a strong smell of rust.
The dark blue sky casted the last inch of dark color into those eyes that were trying to stare widely.
Frightened and desperate.
The snow had frozen in a bright red color.
………
In the curling smoke, the Eastern sky was completely exposed.
The light from the snow on the ground reflected brightly into the window and woke Yun Yifeng up. He sat up with his dis-integrated body, but was slightly stunned when he wanted to get out of bed. The furnishings and ornaments in this room… When he lowered his head, he noticed the nightclothes on his body were obviously larger than his own. His chest was half exposed, his waist was loose and tied with a lace, and the material was embroidered with exquisite silver threads. It was a tribute satin in Sichuan that could only be used by the Royal family.
Ji Yanran appeared at the door: “Good morning.”
Yun Yifeng asked, “Did His Royal Highness help heal my internal wounds last night?”
“Otherwise?” Ji Yanran put the teapot in his hand on the table. “Come and drink some hot water first. I’ll go to the kitchen to get breakfast. You’ve been tossing around all night. You have to eat more to gain back your strength.”
“Thank you, His Highness.” Yun Yifeng pulled the upper part of the nightclothes to cover his chest, got out of bed and wanted to stand up. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he gasped, “Hiss.”
“Oh, yes, your feet were injured, but they are alright.” Ji Yanran brought the tea for him. “Forget it, you better continue to lie down.”
Yun Yifeng asked, “Did I have a bad poison attack last night?”
Ji Yanran nodded, “You don’t remember?”
Yun Yifeng thought for a while, “I only remember that at first my whole body was cold and I was shivering, as if I had fallen in an ice cellar, and then I didn’t know anything anymore.”
“When I came into your room, your whole body was scorching hot and your pulse was in chaos. It was almost like an evil spirit had taken over your heart.” Ji Yanran watched him finish drinking water and remembered what had bothered him all night, so he asked, “Who was healing for you before?”
“No one.” Yun Yifeng replied, “I would be fine after a night.”
Ji Yanran gave him another cup of warm water: “No one was healing you, and you just lived and endured through it?”
“Yes.” Yun Yifeng returned the cup, burrowed his chin into the warm quilt again and sighed comfortably.
Seeing his calm expression, it looked like he didn’t seem to take the pain of last night’s bone erosion to heart, and looked like he didn’t need anyone to comfort him. So Ji Yanran didn’t say any more. He went to the kitchen alone to get breakfast. Before leaving, he didn’t forget to ask Aunt Yu for a cup of locust honey – the poison effect was too bitter, he must eat some sweets in his mouth.
“Thank you,” Yun Yifeng said with a smile.
“Take a good rest today and don’t worry about external affairs.” Ji Yanran put the bed table for him and turned around to clean up the room next door.
First, he cleaned up the slag and ashes on the ground, then lit a new brazier, and finally pulled out clean beddings from the cabinet. He was only half-way through fixing the bed, when he suddenly heard a frantic sound of footsteps in the yard.
“Sect Master Yun!” Liu Qianxian pushed the door open and entered, “It’s incredible, something happened again… Ehh, how could it be you?”
Ji Yanran threw the pillow on the bed, holding the dust-sweeping broom in one hand, he asked: “What happened?”
Liu Qianxian: “….”
Jin Huan, who had also followed Liu Qianxian, was also surprised by the wonderful labor scene of virtuous housekeeping and diligent bed making. He tentatively asked, “Brother Ji, where is Sect Master Yun?”
Ji Yanran replied, “In my bed, he hasn’t got up yet.”
The place was dead silent.
Really?
Fortunately, Yun Yifeng had already heard the movement at this time, wrapped himself in a cloak and pushed the door open: “What’s the matter?”
Things were on fire outside, and Jin Huan couldn’t care to guess the relationship between the two of them any more. He said urgently, “Qi Ran’s little servant is dead.”
He died in a tragic state, his eyes were wide open. His whole body seemed to have been scratched by ghost claws, and were covered with blood marks. He just lay straight in the snow, surrounded by red ice. When Qi Ran found him this morning, he had no breath and was frozen stiff.
Yun Yifeng frowned inwardly when he heard the words, and looked at Ji Yanran.
The spider silk silver bell array had not triggered, indicating that no criminals had broken in at the middle of the night.
It was someone from the Snow View Pavilion who killed the Qi servant boy.
»Liu Qianxian dragged his sleeve and ran away.« her sleeve
» He rubbed her arms and said..« She rubbed
» Jin Yanran circulated his internal Qi and pushed it out.« Ji Yanran
» Jin Huan, who had also followed Lin Qianxian..« Liu Qianxian
Qi Ran is getting more and more sus :’D But they are still all sus, aside from Aunt Yu maybe xDD
Thx for the ch (ㅅ˘ㅂ˘)
I found the manhua, but I’m not sure when to read it lol Maybe after the story here is a bit more ahead. And the manhua is on hiatus, so… who knows if it’ll be continued.
thank you for catching that up sweetie 🙂 much appreciated 🙂
Our lovely Yun Yifeng is tougher than he appears.
Thank you, precious translator. ❤
Thanks for the chapter! I’m loving this story!💖💖💖💖💖
This feels like Sherlock Holmes, Poirot or Detective Conan but in Chinese and Wuxia format — and I’m loving it!
Thanks for the chapter ❤️
Ooh creepy, I’m enjoying the mystery, thanks!
Classic ‘the killer is inside/one of us’. Love it.