Translator: Paperplane, Zenobys
Nangong Ba stared at the determination on Jin Yuyao’s face and pulled a faint smile. “Seeing as you have a Superior Slaying Shrine token, I’ll allow you to be my maid. You may leave whenever you want and I absolutely won’t stop you.”
“Thank you sir! I’ll never leave,” cried an overjoyed Jin Yuyao.
“Push me outside for a stroll,” said Nangong Ba flatly.
“Yes, sir.” Jin Yuyao pushed Nangong Ba out of the building and flatly asked, “Sir, have you ever been to the Fallen Deep Valley?”
“Yes,” replied Nangong Ba lifelessly.
Jin Yuyao’s whole body shuddered. “Then, did you see anything?” She continued to ask.
Nangong Ba smiled with no emotions. “I saw a little girl being chased down. I saved her.”
Jin Yuyao’s whole body shuddered again. She stopped for a moment, then in a flat voice, she said, “I’ve also been to the Fallen Deep Valley. The view there is truly beautiful.”
Nangong Ba slightly grinned but said no more.
In the afternoon, Liu Rushuang and Han Moze arrived at the city manor.
“Nangong Ba, I’m getting ready to go to the Lotus Pond Island. Wait for me to come back.” Liu Rushuang pulled a faint smile.
Nangong Ba forced himself to smile. “Mhm, I’ll wait for you to come back.”
Han Moze noticed the reluctant look in Liu Rushuang’s eyes to leave, then immediately pulled Liu Rushuang’s wrist tightly and leave the city manor.
Jin Yuyao noticed how Nangong Ba stared transfixed at Liu Rushuang. “Sir, do you like that woman?” She asked in a gloomy voice.
Nangong Ba squinted and spoke in a bland voice. “Mhm, I like her. She’s the only woman who I’ve ever liked.”
A light tint of fog covered Jin Yuyao’s eyes and sniffled. “But that woman’s already married. Sir, you should let go,” she said softly.
Nangong Ba shut his eyes and took a deep breath. His heart felt so empty!
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After they returned to the Drunken Cloud Pavilion, a shadow guard from the capital gave Han Moze a letter.
A dreadful look quickly appeared on Han Moze’s face when he read the letter.
“Ze, did something happen?” asked Liu Rushuang with slightly furrowed elegant brows.
Han Moze grinned but spoke with a sullen voice. “Six hundred thousand troops from Xixia are stationed at the borders, ready to fight. I might have to take a trip back.”
Liu Rushuang’s eyes suddenly shot wide open. She never imagined that they were going to start a war so soon! She knew that this day would come, but not this soon!
“Ze, you head back first,” she said flatly.
Han Moze told the shadow guard to leave, then shut the doors and violently kissed Liu Rushuang’s little mouth.
When he pulled away, Han Moze furrowed his sharp, handsome brows and softly said, “I love you, Shuang’er.”
Liu Rushuang grinned and tightly hugged Han Moze, leaning her head upon his chest.
In the afternoon, Han Moze left Whtie Cloud City on horseback.
Liu Rushuang wore an all-white ensemble, as she stood by the side of the road, watching the silhouette of Han Moze leave.
“Ze, I love you too,” she said softly.
Liu Rushuang didn’t head back into the Drunken Cloud Pavilion until the silhouette of Han Moze’s back had disappeared.
Bright and early in the following morning, Liu Rushuang sat in an ordinary red horse carriage, dressed like a celestial with a face veil. She hurriedly rushed to the Lotus Pond Island.
Behind her were the Blood Feast’s three clan masters Lin Ye, Mo Ye, and Mei Ye, as well as many assassins in hidden locations.
At noon, they passed through an inn, Mei Ye smiled sweetly into the carriage.
“Young Miss, we’ve reached an inn. Would you like to have a little something to eat?”
Liu Rushuang pulled the curtains and glanced at the inn outside.
“Alright, let’s rest for a moment,” she replied with a nod.