But upon entering the tower’s rear, the room was full of people, with the King sitting comfortably in the center, expressionless.
“But I want to destroy your life more…” he said coldly, the hand caressing my right cheek quickly sliding down, once again gripping my neck.
“Great King, do you know why I don’t care if you kill me?”
“Why?”
“Because I’ve always been left to fend for myself, hungry I’ll find something to eat, tired I’ll sleep, in pain I’ll pass out, if I die it doesn’t matter, if I don’t die I’ll wake up again…” I stared into his deep eyes, speaking with difficulty. Left to fend for myself? How poetic I sound, only because in this world no one cares about me or notices me, alone in two worlds, so I’ll just live and die…
“Shut up!” he suddenly interrupted me urgently, and I was stunned, noticing a flash of panic in his eyes, and a strange reluctance that vanished instantly.
“Great King, Lang Yue is still waiting for you. If you’re going to kill me, then kill me. If not, I’m hungry and want to find food.” I impatiently wanted to end this conversation. His hand gripping my neck suddenly tightened, then loosened. I heard him sigh almost imperceptibly, turning to the two attendants and waving his hand, “Return to the study.”
“Yes, Great King.”
enly thinking of Lang Yue, I called out to the Great King without thinking: “Hey, you should stay in the Cherish Moon Tower!”
He let out a light laugh, not turning back as he left. I was stunned, looking back at the trembling Lang Yue, hearing his voice drift back: “My name is Ye Suo.”
My hand had been soaking in cold water for some time. He gripped my wrist with one hand and gently, like a soft breeze, carefully unwrapped the previously messy bandages. There was a thin trace of blood that had stuck to the bandage, but after soaking in cold water, he easily removed it without causing any pain. I was about to say that a firmer touch would be fine when I saw his eyes were tightly focused on my hand, so careful and meticulous, as if he was protecting a precious treasure.
Ye Suo completely removed the blood-stained bandages, then placed my hand in clean water for a while before gently wiping it dry with a towel. He then sprinkled a few drops of medicine from a bottle and slowly applied it to my hand with his well-defined fingers. The medicine was extremely cool, and I didn’t feel any pain. Ye Suo gently spread out my hand, and the young attendant knelt by the bed and wrapped my hand with new bandages, saying, “Miss Long, now your hand won’t have any scars.”
“Is this medicine that magical?” I suspiciously looked at my hands, which were indeed bandaged much better than I could have done.
“Of course,” the young attendant smiled. They both bowed to the silent Ye Suo and said, “We will take our leave now.”
Ye Suo silently nodded, then suddenly seemed to remember something and said, “Prepare some food.”
“Yes.”
He remained expressionless and said, “It’s your wedding day, and you haven’t had a drop to drink all day… You were just complaining about being hungry.”
ally showing concern for me?! I was stunned, suddenly remembering the mother-in-law and those innocent prisoners, and my heart ached. I hurriedly got out of bed: “I don’t want your favor.”
This time he didn’t stop me, standing up with his back to me, speaking in a low, contemplative tone: “Some things cannot be made to not exist just by refusing them…”
He seemed to be speaking to himself. I sat on the bed for a moment, blurting out: “You seem very complicated. Seemingly cold yet considerate, seemingly cruel yet capable of helplessness, seemingly…”
He suddenly turned and stared at me. My words, spoken without thinking, got stuck in my throat.
“Why did you stop?” he asked.
“I… forgot the words,” I was momentarily stunned, then unexpectedly found it amusing.
The lines of his cold, handsome face suddenly softened. As I put on my shoes to leave, he suddenly said, “There’s still food…”
“I said I don’t want your favor,” I replied seriously. “Unless you’re not the Wolf King of Night Mountain, we will always be opponents!”
He said nothing more. As I walked out, I encountered a small guard carrying a sumptuous dinner, who looked surprised to see me. I smiled slightly, then left without looking back.
It was a long time before I could tear my gaze away from his incredibly beautiful face.
I
Lan”, because the Rainbow Robe death warriors had taught me how to write my own name.
“What are you looking at?” The person beside me moved, and I was startled.
“I didn’t disturb your sleep!” I glared at him.
“But you were shuffling around next to me. How could I possibly sleep?” He gave a cold laugh.
I looked down. My blue linen shirt was draped over his leg. I pulled my skirt, knowingly embarrassed and pouting.
“What do you think of these sixteen-character prophecy?” He asked.
“You wrote it? It looks terrible.”
“I meant the stele!”
I looked at the stele again, then helplessly sighed at him: “It knows me, but I don’t know it…”
“You can’t read?”
“If you were imprisoned in a dungeon from birth, being able to read would make you a genius!”
“No matter. This is a prophecy a master made for me at my birth.”
I curiously looked at him, then at the stele: “This is your entire life? Then you might as well just die.”
“You really are bold…”
“That’s true. Who lives their entire life according to a prophecy? It’s ridiculous!” I retorted directly.
Hearing me say this, a mix of surprise and joy flashed in his eyes. His white mist-like eyes continuously watched me. I met his gaze, suddenly feeling the blurry outline reflected in his pupils. I was so startled that I quickly averted my eyes. The atmosphere became awkward. Wanting to leave but not knowing how to speak, I lowered my head and silently stared at my hemp shoes. A lonely goose’s cry broke the silence overhead, and I stood up.
I unexpectedly arrived at the Forbidden Mountain before dusk. I broke free from his embrace and ran down the mountain. Suddenly, I heard several tiger roars and shouted: “Big Tiger! Second Tiger! Third Tiger… Little Sixth Tiger!”
The tiger roars grew louder and closer. I looked around and saw a pure yellow old tiger half-emerging from behind the vines. More tiger shadows appeared, with six tigers running quickly towards me. One tiger on the far left was walking slowly. I immediately pounced and hugged it, rubbing my head against its head. I saw its left eye was filled with blood vessels and had no vision left. My heart ached: “Big Tiger…”
Big Tiger blinked, staring at me with its remaining eye, then slowly extended its tongue to lick the three scars on my right cheek. I giggled softly, holding its head: “That tickles…”
“You now seem like a girl from Night Mountain…” he stood not far away and continued, “Your usual indifferent attitude towards the world is truly hateful!”
“I’m not a girl from Night Mountain. I hate Night Mountain!” I retorted.
He fell silent. The tiger brothers were initially afraid of him, but after my “guidance,” they gradually became less fearful.
I spent some intimate time with the tiger brothers when I suddenly noticed Night Lock had disappeared.
Had he left? Why didn’t he say an…
I saw him sitting halfway up the mountain, hidden by green vines, leaning against the mountain wall, looking as if relieved and asleep.
I carefully climbed up using the vines. This was a protruding mountain stone platform. I let go of the vines and walked to his side. He was reclining with closed eyes, holding a seven-colored flower in his hand…
I shouted: “That flower is poisonous! Throw it away quickly!”
He slightly raised his eyebrows, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the vibrant flower.
“Beautiful things aren’t necessarily good. This is poisonous!” I flicked the seven-colored flower from his hand.
