Mystic Hearts and Timeless Bonds – Part Two

Yue Lianyi did not show much surprise and, laughing, leaned down to say, “Uncle, I was wrong to play tricks in front of you, but I really need your help to save a dead person.” Since trickery was ineffective against him, why not be straightforward and reveal the truth? “‘Dead person’? That’s a difficult request; how can one save someone who is already dead?” After downing another cup of peach blossom wine, Liu Huaixu stroked his beard as he spoke. “I need you to bring him back to life. Will you agree, Uncle?” She was anxious, unsure if he would consent. “Life and death are predestined; how can I defy the natural order?” He shook his head helplessly; this request was indeed impossible for him to fulfill. As a Daoist, how could he tamper with fate? “Thud,” the sound of knees hitting the ground, a figure in purple knelt down, her choked voice speaking out, “Immortal, please grant Miss’s request. She has been tirelessly applying medicine day and night, searching through medical books to no avail. If this continues, her health will collapse. You know her stubborn nature; can you bear to see her like this?” Seeing this, Lian’er, who had been standing by for a while, could no longer hold back. She couldn’t bear to see her miss continue this way, especially since her complexion had been getting worse, hinting at a return to her previous condition. How could this be allowed? “Lian’er, get up. This doesn’t concern you. If anyone should kneel, it should be me.” With another “thud,” Yue Lianyi also knelt down, causing Lian’er’s heart to ache. Her miss had never bowed her head, not even in the toughest times, let alone kneel before anyone. The two, master and servant, now knelt before him, begging to save the man. In Yue Lianyi’s heart, since she had brought the man back from Tianshan, she bore full responsibility for him. How could she let such a person suffer such a cruel fate? Was her heart too kind, or had she developed special feelings for him? Liu Huaixu, looking at the two kneeling before him, felt helpless. With a long sigh, he thought, being not of wood or stone, even a stone-hearted person would be moved by such a sincere plea, let alone him, a charming and refined Daoist. “Ha ha, alright, if I refuse again, wouldn’t I be too harsh? Both of you, get up, or others will laugh, thinking I, Liu Huaixu, am bullying the young.” His hearty laughter echoed through the peach grove. He took a sip of the fine wine beside him and helped the two up. A smile as radiant as a peach blossom bloomed; finally, there was hope. The joy in her heart was inexplicable…