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“Qiu Yuan, there’s nothing like that in the imperial decree, is there?” Luo Dachun spoke, easing the subtle awkwardness in the air.
“The decree requires both of us to go, but bringing two more people along wouldn’t hurt. They’ve never been to Chang'an, and it would be good for them to see it,” Nie Qiuyuan glanced at me, seemingly indifferent. “Liuying, even if you don’t want to go, I ask you to make the effort. And Melan, you too.”
He didn’t explain why, but I thought I understood a little. He was worried that if he wasn’t nearby, Ren Pingsheng might come to harm us. A warm feeling surged in my heart.
Han Meilan didn’t have as many concerns as I did; her face flushed with excitement. “Let’s go! We’ll follow everything my brother arranges. I’ve never been to Chang'an!”
Then she leaned over and tugged at my sleeve. “Liuying, isn’t it great that we can go to Chang'an?”
I couldn’t help but twitch my lips in resignation. She had smoothly recited the lines I had prepared.
“What else should we do? I’ll help too.” To my surprise, the male god rolled up his sleeves and squeezed into the kitchen, which was quite an unusual sight.
“Qiu Yuan, there’s no room in the kitchen,” Luo Dachun said.
Sighing, I decided not to think too much about it. The kitchen had turned into a bustling scene filled with warmth, and we could all go to Chang'an together. What more could I ask for?
I found myself laughing along with them.
Honestly, Ye Zhenzhen, you’re nothing like this! You need to perk up!
After celebrating the Laba Festival in Yichuan County, every employee at the Yichuan County Office enjoyed the high-end Laba congee that Han Meilan and I had personally cooked. After handing over daily affairs to Wang Jinzhi and Lin Jiu, the four of us packed our belongings and set off.
The journey from Luoyang to Chang'an wasn’t particularly short or long. This time we took two county office carriages driven by designated drivers. Melan and I shared one carriage while the two men took the other. The bumpy ride was unremarkable; several days later, our carriage finally entered Chang'an territory.
As we entered the outskirts of Chang'an, something bizarre happened with the weather. In the cold winter of December, the temperature suddenly warmed up a bit before a torrential downpour began. Thunder rumbled and lightning slithered through the sky like a long serpent.
This was truly unscientific.
Melan, sitting in the same carriage as me, looked extremely pale. With each crack of thunder outside, her lips trembled slightly.
It was then that I realized she was afraid of thunder! Sighing, this was indeed a delicate flaw. If only she weren’t so oblivious; she could easily use this weakness to snuggle into her crush’s arms—what a powerful weapon against the male god!
“Liuying... What’s going on?” she asked, trembling.
“It’s nothing, just thunder. It’s not a big deal, it’s actually quite far from us,” I said impatiently, trying to comfort her. Seeing her so distressed, I shifted closer to her.
Han Meilan pressed against me and then tightly grasped one of my hands.
“Liuying, you’re so brave, I really admire you!” she said, shaking.
Sigh, what can you do with someone like her?
It wasn’t that we wanted to rush through the storm; things weren’t that urgent. The reason we were still on the road was that when the thunder and rain started, our carriage had just entered a mountain. We had to cross over the mountain to reach the village.
There weren’t any suitable places to take shelter from the rain in this mountain, and looking at the terrain, it seemed quite dangerous. So the carriage had no choice but to push forward at full speed.
Amidst the sounds of thunder, rain, and the splashing of hooves, our carriage suddenly came to a screeching halt.
I lifted the curtain to look outside and found that we were on a winding path halfway up the mountain. This path seemed to have been made for transporting goods; it was only wide enough for one carriage. On the right was the mountain itself, and on the left was a steep valley—quite perilous. The carriage stopped because there was a group of people ahead wearing raincoats.
That group was in disarray, surrounding something. I saw Nie Qiuyuan and Luo Dachun get out to take a look, so I opened my umbrella and squeezed Han Meilan’s trembling hand. “Don’t be afraid; wait here while I go check it out.”
At that moment, I thought to myself, could it be another murder case? As it turned out, they were indeed gathered around a person lying on the ground.
I was silently sighing when suddenly, as if in jest, a loud clap of thunder accompanied by a massive rock from Mountain Peak came crashing down towards me amidst a torrent of mud and debris.
Seriously? With so many people around, why did it have to target me?
I threw my umbrella aside and sprinted forward at breakneck speed. My reflexes kicked in so fiercely that my start was flawless; there wasn’t even time to think about how running in an elegant long dress would end up—only one result: faceplanting into Eighteen Layers of Hell.
As the rock came crashing down, my umbrella flew up into the air while my foot caught on my own skirt. I fell forward in a classic “dog-eating mud” position.
“It’s over!” I thought, not forgetting to cover my head with my hands. What bad luck!
In an instant, a dark figure shot past faster than lightning and caught me. By the time I reacted half a second later, I found myself suspended in mid-air outside the cliff.
Ah, in just a short moment, I had already experienced two different ways to die. How thrilling!
A shadow wrapped around my waist, and we began to free fall. After two seconds, we suddenly came to a halt, suspended in mid-air. The silver curtain of heavy rain swirled around us, and looking down, I realized we were still about five stories high.
I was so frightened that I immediately clung tightly to the person beside me. Upon closer inspection, I found that the figure holding me was none other than my idol, Nie Qiuyuan. At that moment, he had his left arm around my waist, lifting me like a kitten, while his right hand grasped a gnarled tree branch jutting out from the cliff.
“Qiu Yuan! Liuying!” A distant voice called out urgently from above; it was Luo Dachun.
“It’s fine!” Nie Qiuyuan’s voice was steady as he shouted back, “Liuying is fine too. You take Melan and go ahead; we’ll find another way. Let’s meet in Chang'an!”
It turned out that Nie Qiuyuan had rushed over to grab me and jumped off the cliff at a critical moment. Oh my gosh!
He seemed very confident in his martial arts skills, and indeed his lightness skill was impressive. In that instant, he not only saved me but also ensured that I was unharmed—he was simply amazing.
However, climbing back up the mountain peak while holding onto me was clearly no easy feat since we had fallen quite a distance. Nie Qiuyuan supported my body and commanded, “Climb onto my back and hold on tight.”
I quickly obeyed and agilely climbed onto him, wrapping my arms around his neck from behind and locking my legs around his waist to secure myself firmly against him. Even though it was an urgent situation and I thought my position was quite professional, being so closely pressed together made my thoughts turn a bit mischievous.
With his hands now free, Nie Qiuyuan grasped an old vine on the cliff and began to climb down swiftly and calmly with me on his back.
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