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They both paused for a moment, and after a while, Luo Dachun asked, "Has the Medicine King Pavilion arrived as well?"
Nie Qiuyuan nodded and said, "Before I met you, I just encountered them. It seems they are here for the Ghost Fire Lotus."
With that, Nie Qiuyuan recounted our chance meeting with the head of the Medicine King Pavilion, Fu Zhifeng, and our connections with the Medicine King Pavilion in Chang'an to Luo Dachun. Finally, he pondered, "Zhenzhen's situation could indeed be a solution."
Luo Dachun replied, "We have long heard of the Medicine King Pavilion but have never had any dealings with them. The head of the Medicine King Pavilion gained fame early on, yet he has always acted discreetly and avoids showing himself in public. Thus, few in the martial world know his whereabouts; he is quite a mysterious figure. I didn't expect you to have such a fortuitous encounter under those circumstances."
"Yes, so if we ask him for help, he should do his best to assist us!" I said excitedly.
Nie Qiuyuan cautioned, "However, since we don't know him well, even if he is famous, we should remain cautious."
Luo Dachun contemplated for a moment and said, "At this point, we have no other options. Even if we are desperate and seek help from anyone, it is worth a try. Tonight, I will send scouts from the villa to check all the branches of the Medicine King Pavilion within Luoyang City. If there is nothing suspicious, you and I will go to invite Dr. Fu here tomorrow morning. We will explain the situation clearly and only ask him to come alone. Even if something goes awry, with both of us here and so many people from the villa around, it should be fine."
Just then, a man in white lifted the tent flap and entered. He said to Luo Dachun, "Young Master, we just received news that it seems people related to the Mirror Gate have been discovered in the mountains."
Luo Dachun's expression darkened as he murmured, "So they are indeed involved!"
After thinking for a moment, he turned to us and said, "A tent has already been prepared for you to rest in. You should take a break while I go check on them."
Nie Qiuyuan said, "I'll go with you."
Luo Dachun smiled and replied, "You are not familiar with this place yet. Besides, you can't leave Zhenzhen alone either, can you? Don't worry; we'll be in the shadows; nothing will happen."
Qiu glanced at me before agreeing. It seemed he couldn't leave me alone but also felt burdened by bringing me along; this left him quite conflicted. I looked at both of them and silently cursed myself for being useless in my heart. However, I knew it was best not to say much at this moment to avoid making things harder for them.
I resolved to do my part—wait patiently until morning without causing any trouble or worrying them further. If Snowfall Villa's investigation yielded good results, I would accompany Luo Dachun to bring back the divine doctor to treat my brother's poison; that was all I could do for now.
The campsite of Snowfall Villa was orderly and well-managed—a place where we could not interfere or cause problems. In my heart, I quietly admired how strong the family was that Luo Dachun was set to lead as their guardian; it brought me some comfort.
If Ye Liuhui were watching from above and saw him striving to fulfill his mission and live on diligently, wouldn't that also bring comfort to my heart?
One day passed without a word, and before we knew it, it was deep into the night.
Our tent was arranged near the mountain, isolated and relatively far from others, providing a peaceful atmosphere. The heat was stifling, and with nothing to do at night, we decided to wash up in the cool spring by the mountain. The water washed away the grime of our exhausting travels, leaving us feeling refreshed and relaxed.
In ancient times, there were no electric hair dryers, and my long hair was damp, clinging to my clothes.
Even in the mountains, the night breeze felt slightly humid and warm. Hand in hand, we quietly walked back to our tent. The moonlight stretched our shadows, while the Night Owl cried out unbothered. Suddenly, my right eyelid twitched violently, and I felt a surge of emotion that made me want to cry.
So much had happened; in this rare moment of peace on a quiet night, stopping to reflect filled me with an unexpected sense of dread.
Our opponents were formidable, lurking in the shadows and constantly plotting against us. Thinking back, we had narrowly escaped several life-threatening situations. But could we truly rely on luck every time?
Moreover, Rong Fu's next target for elimination was likely me, as I was the ideal choice for tormenting Nie Qiuyuan. I knew all too well that I was Autumn's Achilles' heel.
Yet I felt so weak. Despite my optimistic belief that I shone like a protagonist in my own story, it seemed impossible to rely on luck every time.
What if just a tiny mistake occurred? Could Autumn and I really grow old together in Tang Dynasty?
Although Autumn would always protect me—if someone tried to kill me, he would fight until his last breath—I was no longer the same person I used to be. I had grown so fond of our days together that I found it hard to accept any threat against us.
However, danger loomed close; there was a possibility that it could happen.
Autumn struck flint to light the candle inside the tent.
I leaned down and blew it out. Darkness enveloped us, with only the moon and stars casting faint light through the fabric of the tent. In that dim glow, I could see his slightly surprised expression.
What a beautiful face! Just looking at him brought happiness.
I suddenly threw myself into his arms. His body felt as fragile as reeds despite being an expert fighter; he fell back onto the bedding I had prepared. Sitting on the ground with me in his embrace, he remained silent.
I lifted my legs to straddle his thighs and leaned in very close, squinting to examine his face. It was so exquisite; the more blurred it became, the more charming he appeared. In fact, even in darkness, I could clearly discern his presence. The one I loved deeply—no matter how much love I gave him—it would never be enough. Just being together brought happiness. How could such blissful moments not be cherished?
I raised my hand and gently caressed his face, and he wrapped his arm around my waist. In the darkness, our eyes met, and we could clearly hear each other's heartbeats.
I let my heart lead the way, allowing my body to act before my mind could catch up. I saw my hand reach into his hair, slowly and carefully loosening the damp ribbon that held back his long hair. His breath was warm and moist, enveloping me.
At that moment, I found myself without a trace of hesitation or shyness. I reached for the buttons at his collar, unfastening them one by one.
We had changed out of our dirty clothes, now wearing the white uniform of Snowfall Villa. The garment was exquisitely crafted, its snow-white color looking enticing on him, though its delicacy meant it had many buttons. However, I was patient.
I struggled to control my racing heart as I meticulously unbuttoned his shirt. He remained still, quietly allowing me to take charge, only the irregularity of his breathing betraying the turmoil within him. As I unfastened half of the buttons, revealing part of his chest, I could feel the undeniable changes in his body.
"I've been waiting for this side of you to come out," he whispered hoarsely in my ear. "I like you like this..."
When we were so close to embracing, why not indulge in a passionate entanglement?
But I cunningly halted my movements. After a few seconds of restraint, he let out an impatient grunt and reached to tear at my clothes. Yet, I tightly grasped his outstretched hand.
"On one condition," I softly kissed his neck, manipulating the ebb and flow of his emotions. "Promise me you'll let her go."
"I promise..." He broke free from my grip and turned my hand against itself.
"Anything you promise? A gentleman's word is hard to retract."
"Yes, I promise..."
I tugged at his belt and then, under his watchful gaze, began to slowly unfasten my own shirt.
The moonlight flowed like water; under its glow, everything felt dreamlike. Each moment spent entwined with him was intoxicating for me, yet in my memories, I had never been this proactive before. His ecstasy, his desire, his satisfaction—each ignited a fire within me. In such a beautiful scene, how could one not yearn for eternity?
Until the surging waves calmed down, he held me tightly in his embrace, unwilling to let go.
"You promised me."
"Mm?"
"If I die, live well."
"Zhenzhen, what are you talking about?! I'm getting angry!"
"You promised me just now."
"…"
My idol was angry. I leaned in and kissed his lips until his breath softened, then I released this childish guy.
"Think carefully; you can't be so reckless, right? Because you haven't found a way to come to my world to find me yet. So, until you find that way, you absolutely must not die!"
Qiu looked at me with watery eyes, and I continued to reason with him.
"This world is too dangerous, there are so many bad people. But my world is very safe. If you come to find me, we will live happily and safely together for the rest of our lives. So no matter what, you must come to find me; this is what you owe me. Nie Qiuyuan, I've given you my heart. If I go back, my heart will be left with you. If you don't come, I'll wait for you—if you don't come for a year, I'll wait for a year; if you don't come for a lifetime, I'll wait for a lifetime..."
Thinking about waiting for a lifetime made me feel sad, and tears couldn't help but stream down my face.
"Nie Qiuyuan, come find me, come give my heart back to me... What am I supposed to do if you don't come..."
As I reached the peak of my sorrow, my words became fragmented, and I was left sobbing uncontrollably.
Qiu turned over and pinned me beneath him, silencing my breath with a deep kiss.
"Zhenzhen, let's work hard to live on! Next life will be better; we'll be together. But in this life, we haven't had enough yet..."
How could it ever be enough? Love is never enough.
"You must not die; you owe me..."
"Be good, silly girl, don't cry."
"Don't you dare die, you'll ruin my next life..."
"Why are you still crying? Look at your swollen eyes. Aren't you ashamed to go out like this?"
"Don't you dare die..."
"Who said I'm going to die?"
"Then swear it! I want to hear you say it, starting with 'If I die...'"
Qiu leaned over me, running his fingers through my messy hair and wiping the tears from the corners of my eyes.
"Zhenzhen, I promise you, if you die, I will fight to live until I find a way to your world. But don't expect me to live well; your heart is here with me, and mine can only die with you. In this life, I won't have anyone else, only you. I'll live on thinking of you. Once I find that way, I'll go straight to you, right when you just wake up. I won't make you wait for even a moment. When you wake up, I'll be right outside your window. Zhenzhen, recognize me and rush into my arms. At that time, no crying allowed."
My tears had already stopped, but hearing "no crying allowed," they immediately started flowing again.
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