Chapter 52: The Peacock Flies Southeast (8)

  I looked at him, recalling what Yuan Qingwu had just said, thinking of the harm that Jin Xiu and he had done to me, and suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my heart. I turned coldly to Fei Bai: "You deliberately let her misunderstand, she thought your beloved was her companion, naturally letting down her guard, thinking you were sincerely taking him to Xie Furen's tomb."

  He was speechless, his eyes filled with anger, and two sparks of fire flashed in his phoenix-like eyes. I couldn't help but regret my straightforward words earlier. Although he had overreacted, he had just avenged a great injustice, so his heart must be aching. Even if this wasn't her mother's tomb, it could still be considered a symbolic burial site. His emotions were now mixed with joy and anger - joyful that the great revenge was accomplished, angry that the symbolic burial site was destroyed, and tormented by those painful nightmares. If I enraged him further, he would kill me with one palm strike and destroy my body, leaving no trace. Then, just like Yu Qingwu said, no one would discover anything for ten or twenty years.

  I stared at him in extreme fear, with sweat pouring down all over my body, and he was also staring at me with a fierce anger.

  The atmosphere in the room was eerily quiet, and after a while, he regained his composure. He didn't answer my question but instead put me down, silently took out a red pill, and handed it to me. I was drenched in sweat, wondering if I knew too much, and thought to myself: "He wants to kill me to silence me."

  His originally pale hand was shaking, his handsome face cold as if it had been frozen for a thousand years. He seemed to be trying hard to suppress his anger. In the end, he took a deep breath and didn't say anything, but with a stern expression, he forced the red pill into my mouth and covered my mouth so I couldn't spit it out. I choked for half a day before the pill finally went down my throat. Only then did he let go of me without any expression, not even bothering to see if I was still gasping for air over there, but instead removed the silver nail from my other leg.

  His hands and feet were ruthless, I was naturally in so much pain that my teeth were clenched and my mouth was wide open. I resentfully thought that this little brat must be trying to avenge himself, this is his usual trick.

  Finally, the pain became unbearable and I desperately pounded him, tears streaming down my face as I wailed: "Yuan Fei, you're not human! What did I ever do to wrong you? You and Jin Xiu both deceived me, all because of you, I've become a shadow of myself. And now you still want to torment me like this? You're too cruel, you're not human!"

  His non-white expression couldn't bear it anymore, secretly grasping my hands that were fighting with him, coldly saying: "Now you've almost beaten me to internal injuries, where is the half-dead and half-alive?"

  I was stunned, ah, it seems to be the case, my two legs don't hurt as much anymore, the bleeding has stopped, and I'm more spirited than before. So what he just fed me is really a miracle medicine?

  I felt a little guilty and wanted to withdraw my hand, but he let go, his icy tone already showing obvious anger, saying: "I risked everything to sneak into Xi'an with your brother to rescue you, without even telling Mr. Han, yet in your heart, all you think is that I want to poison you, harm you, use you."

  He pursed his lips, gazing at me with a cold, icy stare for a few moments before sneering, "Don't bring up that nonsense about Jinxiu again. In the end, it's all because I'm not as good as that idiot in your heart, right?"

  I was taken aback, and all I heard him say angrily was: "If he were here, even if he really poisoned you, you would still find thousands of excuses to help him get away with it, and then swallow it willingly."

  For a moment, I suddenly realized that I had never thought about the problem from another angle. I knew that Fei was also hiding something from me in Xuan Yuan's matter, but I really had never blamed him for it.

  Why? I couldn't answer myself, my heart started to feel a little panicked, I didn't like this feeling, it was as if someone suddenly discovered that what they had been pursuing all along was just an illusion, that kind of panic and powerlessness.

  Think again, Muxin, you've known Shifei for seven years, have you forgotten how much joy he brought to your broken De Xin residence?

  When I was young and hungry, hiding by the river and crying, he also secretly handed me a bun that Guo Er had brought out.

  When he got lost in Xifeng Garden time and again, pulling me to chatter and talk nonsense, I didn't mind telling him how much I missed my brother, telling him that I was eager to match Biying with Song Mingquan, but he generally didn't understand who was who, staring blankly, muttering a few words, and finally couldn't keep up with my pace. Until I was still there, loudly swearing an oath, when I turned around, I found that he had already fallen asleep.

  The red-haired youth in the cherry forest, under the rain of Yan Hong, is infatuated with reading the Qing Yu case I gave him. His voice and smile are still vividly floating in my mind, and it's clear that he has been the pillar supporting me through these days of hellish life.

  You were not white, how can you thus destroy my and Yuan Fei's love affair, we have only known each other for a year!

  So I decided to hate Non-White even more, I glared at him, silently, he got angry and shook off my hands, ran to the side, sat down with a sullen face and swallowed another red pill, sitting cross-legged in meditation. Between him and me was the corpse of Yuan Qingwu and the skull of Ming Fengyang, I looked at him and sobbed again, while Yuan Non-White just held his breath, not paying attention to me anymore.

  Hmph! If you don't care, then don't care. You're a naughty little brat who's full of tricks and deceit from head to toe!

  Let me take another look at what happened to me and you in this year since we met?

  You've made me the number one public enemy of all the heroes and Dragon Yang thieves in the world.

  You also slapped me twice

  You haven't apologized to me about keeping your relationship with Jin Xiu a secret from me.

  You've probably shortened my life by 70 years

  You still won't let me get along with Fei Ge!!!!!

  Don't think that just because I'm currently having trouble with my legs, sitting on a pile of bones, and feeling a bit scared, timid, weak, sore, and hungry, I'll come crawling over to beg you.

  Anyway, without you, I've been killing and surviving these past few days under the auspices of good fortune. You'd better never look for me again. Once my leg heals, I'll jump ship to Fei's place. Even if there isn't an antidote for Gu Ai Zhi's poison, I'll just have a Platonic romance with Fei. That way, I'll never ever see you again, you wicked little brat who's stolen my heart!

  Hmph!

  I closed my eyes and leaned against the wall, no longer speaking. I didn't know if it was because I was too tired or if the red medicine had taken effect. Before long, I fell into a dreamland. My body was in the midst of a dense forest, surrounded by thick fog. As I walked forward, the fog cleared before me, and suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of me. It was Song Mingyue, covered in blood, with long hair draped over his shoulders and a fierce expression on his face. Behind him were two purple pupils staring at me menacingly. He let out a mocking laugh and viciously plunged the crescent moon knife into his own chest. I let out a loud scream.

  "Mokuren, Mokuren." A urgent call came, I opened my eyes, in front of me was a worried-looking Nonaki. Huh? When did I end up sleeping on his lap?

  The scenery around us has changed, we have left the emotional tomb and are sitting in front of a darker and more gloomy passageway. Looking up, I see a huge stone carving, depicting a plump and beautiful flying fairy dancing with joy, accompanied by a slender and handsome young man playing the flute beside her. The two figures are surrounded by large peonies in full bloom, vividly lifelike and exquisitely crafted.

  We are still in the dark palace, the ancestors of our original family, actually have a lot of artistic cells, is it because my calf injury affected my brain's visual nerve system? Why do I feel that this man and Fei Tian both look very familiar? However, no matter how hard I think, I just can't figure out who these two people are, yet I also can't help but think that this man looks like someone.

  I sat up, recalling the dream I just had, remembering Song Minghui's tragic death, and couldn't help but feel a surge of grief: "Second Brother, Second Brother was killed by Duan Yue while trying to save me."

  I burst into tears, and Fei Bai didn't seem as surprised as I had imagined. He must have known everything that had happened. His face was full of hatred, but he secretly pulled me into his arms, not saying a word, just holding me tightly.

  I clung to his chest, putting aside the quarrel from just now, listening to his violent heartbeat, my heart was only a mass of discomfort, sobbing hard. Although there were too many things between Yuan Fei and me - secrets, ambitions, and endless desires - I had to admit that compared to the past few days of fighting, blood rain, and life-and-death separations, this moment in his arms was when I felt safest and most at ease. I cried until the sky grew dark, unable to extricate myself for a long time.

  "Hey, have you cried enough?" A mocking voice came from beside my ear. I lifted my head and saw a figure in white clothes with a ceramic mask on his face - it was my nightmare, the white-masked Xilin.

  It may be that I've experienced too much in the past few days, or maybe there's another terrifying angle. Yuan Fen, a comrade who wasn't white, sat next to me. Or perhaps it was just that I myself no longer feared him as before. So I let out a frightened cry, twice, and then stopped.

  "You're still as noisy as ever." The White Mask's voice was still cold, and although there were no eyeballs on his mask, I felt like his eyes were following me.

  "You're amazing."

  Huh? He was praising me, but after a while, I realized he was talking to Yuan Feibai beside me, and Yuan Feibai just tightly held my hand, coldly staring at him.

  "Congratulations on fulfilling your vow," his voice was icy cold, "I really didn't expect that with just your own strength you would kill her and avenge your mother's death so beautifully."

  "I won't kill her, am I waiting for you to help me kill her?" Yuan Fei Bai let out a soft snort, and my heart skipped a beat, it turned out they knew each other.

  Yuandi said with a faint smile: "I don't know, Dark God, what instructions do you have?"

  What? This white-masked killer is the Dark God who controls the Dark Palace for the Yuan family. Judging from his voice, he sounds so young, and yet he's so disrespectful to Fei Bai. Who exactly is this Dark God?

  "Do you know that the swallow troops you secretly summoned are now attacking the city."

  "Oh!" The expressionless non-white face: "Yu Feiyan hasn't taken down Xi'an City yet?"

  "Hurry up, but you'd better be careful yourself!" The White Mask's voice was somewhat excited and then raised a key point: "You secretly let outsiders in?"

  "He gave me a sideways glance: 'She's mine, what business is it of yours?'"

  "When did she become yours?" White Mask sneered, clearly emphasizing the mocking tone in "yours": "I think what's been on her mind all along is those four idiots from your family!"

  I was shocked, what kind of person is this, why does he understand all about the entanglement between me and Fei Bai and Fei Jue?

  The non-white face sank slightly and said coldly: "Can you also manage the household affairs of the Yuan family? You didn't show up earlier, what are you doing here now?"

  The white-masked man fell silent for a moment, then suddenly came over and waved his hand at me. I felt dizzy, and only heard Non-white yelling my name in my ear before falling down softly.