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When Su Peijiu went downstairs, the atmosphere below was tense and on the verge of explosion.
A man dressed in black sat elegantly by the window, a smile playing on his lips as he raised his wine cup, exuding a lazy and relaxed demeanor.
In contrast, those surrounding him glared with anger, visibly anxious.
Although Su Peijiu did not know what was happening, it was better for her to leave quickly; she did not want her mood spoiled by these matters.
Silently passing through the crowd, she did not call out to Qi Mo and left the tavern alone, catching a glimpse of the anger flashing in the man's eyes.
The market outside was still lively, showing no signs of fear due to the war; men, women, and children continued with their daily lives as usual.
She walked to an ancient wall not far from the tavern, gazing at the branches of the Flower Tree that extended from within the wall, lost in thought.
The flowers bloom and wither within a season, yet they can last for a hundred years. A person's life is but a cycle; once it passes, this lifetime is gone... It seems that human life is indeed very precious.
"What are you thinking about?" The man's elegant voice sounded from her right shoulder. She turned her face slightly: "Let's go."
Taking a step forward, she found herself unable to take another.
Su Peijiu's gaze fell to the large hand gripping her delicate one, her expression unchanged: "It's hard to walk when you hold my hand."
Qi Mo raised an eyebrow and then tightened his grip: "Why is it hard to walk? What are you concerned about?"
"Men and women should not be overly familiar." She tried to pull her hand back but to no avail.
Upon hearing this, the man's lips curled into a wicked and angry smile as he pushed her against the ancient wall, his voice low: "...At this point, why are you still being pretentious? You're already mine; is this hand off-limits? What do you mean by men and women should not be overly familiar? Have you forgotten your identity as my princess?"
"You are no longer the Desolate King, and besides, your princess is Su Xingyan, not me." She focused her gaze on the flower branches by her ear, unwilling to look at him.
"Su Peijiu—!" He called out her name angrily, his voice gritted: "Do you want me to take you right here?!"
"What difference does it make? Anyway, when I didn't want it for the first time, didn't you forcibly take it anyway?" Her tone was flat and emotionless, as if she were a soulless puppet.
What is right in this world, and what is wrong? What should be persisted in, and what should be given up early... Even after being reborn, she still cannot grasp her own fate.
Qin Ge is still Qin Ge, and Su Peijiu remains Su Peijiu... They are merely intertwined due to a mistake, but unfortunately... one person can never truly replace another.
“Pei Jiu... Did Jun Ye Su do something to you?” Qi Mo's eyes flashed with panic. It was the first time he saw her in front of him so hollow, like a ghost, devoid of presence or anger.
“How long are you going to torment me?” He held her tightly in his arms, his dark eyes instantly turning a deep Azure. No one knows what he has sacrificed for her, nor how long he has searched for her...
Even more so, no one knows what her rebirth and existence mean to him...
“Let us both have a way out...” She lay in his embrace, her tone very calm, as if it didn't matter at all. Yet Qi Mo felt a chill run down his spine.
“I won't allow it! Su Peijiu, I tell you I won't allow it!” He held her tighter. This kind of panic... was just like two years ago when he held that girl's cold body. Something important seemed to be slipping away again: “...I will not allow you to leave me, absolutely not!”
Lowering his head, he bit her red lips, frantically and dominantly exploring and seeking her softness...
In the scorching heat of July, under the Flower Tree, a man was wounded by love, and a woman was confused by love and responsibility...
Not far from them stood a The Enigmatic Man in Red, holding a bag of pastries on the rooftop, expressionless... Beside him was a Celestial-Like Man in White, whose gaze drifted towards the couple under the tree before moving away, lost in thought: “In the end, they are still entangled...” Perhaps from the moment she died, this entanglement has never truly ended.
Ji Yu tightened the paper bag containing the pastries, his phoenix eyes stubborn: “They are simply impossible!”
“Why must you be so persistent?” Mu Chu looked at his eldest disciple and sighed.
He had only taken in two disciples in his life, yet neither could bring him peace of mind.
Love is indeed a deep trap...
“What about the master? Can the master forget that person? If he cannot do it himself, why should he ask me to give up?” This was his first time feeling moved, wanting completely to possess someone; why should he let go?!
Qi Mo is her enemy who caused her country’s downfall; she cannot help but hate him! As long as there is hatred between them, how can he not intervene?
This long passage of time can even lead to forgetting a person, let alone falling in love with someone.
If one truly cannot forget, there is still the Forgetting Pill...
Mu Chu's gaze was indifferent, then he turned away: "Take care of yourself."
He indeed could not demand too much from others in this regard, because so many years had passed... why would he give up searching for that person?
...
The moment Qi Mo released Su Peijiu, his face was met with a loud slap that attracted the attention of some vendors outside. However, due to the overwhelming aura of rage emanating from the man, they decided to avoid him and set up their stalls elsewhere.
"Su Peijiu..." He touched the corner of his bleeding lip, smiling demonically, yet the cold light in his eyes was terrifying.
Su Peijiu looked at his face and merely smiled sarcastically: "How does it feel? How does it feel to be hit? Qi Mo, I told you not to provoke me, absolutely do not provoke me! But why didn't you listen? Do you know that from the moment I met you, I have never put down the impulse to kill you!"
"Can you please stop acting as if it's all so natural? I, Su Peijiu, am not the Su Peijiu of the past, not the Su Peijiu you once knew." She extended her hand to prod her own chest: "The person in front of you has killed, harmed others, is bloodthirsty and ruthless, and has committed every evil! What do you want from someone like me—!!"
She is Qin Ge, she is the Eldest Princess of the Fallen Kingdom of Great Yan! Absolutely not that legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Residence who only cared for others' well-being and ended up starving in the backyard!
She is not—!
Qi Mo looked at her, at her so hysterical self, so out of control... Her eyes were filled with hatred for herself and for this world.
This version of her really resembled her former self, so much so...
"Aren't you leaving? Do you want me to slap you again?" She stumbled back a step: "Qi Mo, you are truly despicable!"
Finally... he had stained her pure self with a color just like his own, a color of corruption, a scent of kindred...
"Come here." He reached out his hand but was unsurprisingly pushed away.
“Qi Mo, you really are despicable!”
“Don’t make me say it a second time.” His voice took on a dark tone, and in that moment, the man seemed to transform into another person, a bloodthirsty soul lost in the endless night.
It turned out that the previous warmth was merely a prelude; this was his true self, his original face. Su Peijiu, look at how you pride yourself on being clever—what foolish things have you done?!
“What do you want to do?”
Qi Mo laughed with a wild charm, his wickedness unrestrained. He stepped forward and gently caressed her cheek: “I have gone to great lengths just to have you. Now that we have finally met, how could I let you slip away from my grasp?”
“You want to imprison me?!” She bit her lip, pressing her back against the ancient wall. A shadow loomed above her; half of the man was in sunlight, and she could not see his expression clearly. All she heard was his cold voice tearing through her veins: “I want you to be my personal captive!”
At that moment, consciousness faded... Is this ridiculous life really going to end like this? This question flashed through her mind in the last second, and then she gave a self-deprecating smile.
When Su Peijiu woke up, the surroundings felt somewhat familiar, resembling a military camp. Sounds of training came from outside. She sat up abruptly, and at that moment, a lazy voice came from beside her: “Junior Sister, why are you so agitated?”
Ji Yu was beside her tending to wounds, with a basin of blood and a pile of crimson gauze in front of him.
“Senior Brother!” She hurried down to help him bandage the wounds and then realized something: “...Senior Brother, thank you.”
Thank you for saving me from that demon’s hands...
Ji Yu turned his back to her and responded with a soft “hm,” his eyes reflecting complex and inscrutable emotions.
Did he save her, or did that person have no intention of doing anything to her at all? But all these injuries were indeed thanks to him.
“Six months later, I will personally bring her back and ensure she is safe!” After saying this, he put away Yishuihan, leaving behind him with injuries and her leaning against the ancient wall...
What does that person really mean?
“Senior Brother...”
"Mm?" The thoughts were pulled back.
Su Peijiu bit her lip. "I can't wait any longer."
Ji Yu was taken aback, then realized what she was about to do. Perhaps it was that person who made her a bit uneasy. "Just go ahead. Both Master and Senior Brother are on your side."
"Even if what I'm doing is harmful to the country and the people?" Her eyes were filled with frost, with a hint of cracking.
Ji Yu laughed recklessly. "In this world, there is no such thing as right or wrong, only retribution for retribution. Yuan Cang owes Great Yan; taking it back is not wrong."
Better for me to pay the price than for my subordinates to suffer!
Su Peijiu nodded, then whistled. Black Crow appeared before her.
"Take the selected elite soldiers into the deep mountains during this battle. Have Nan Xie's brothers win over these soldiers and ensure they all become our people. If they cannot be sincere, kill them!"
When Black Crow heard the word "kill," he suddenly looked up at Su Peijiu and noticed that her stunning face, illuminated by flickering lights, had a pair of warm eyes now filled with frost!
The Master of the Building had truly changed into a different person!
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