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Although Qiu had been missing for nearly two years, my time away from the Dali Temple had not been long, and I was very clear about the events of these years. Han Meilan still thought of Qiu, but day by day, she gradually forced herself to let go of those feelings. She remembered Qiu, but she also thought of me, hoping that I could be happy—what a fool she was.
As for Lin Jiu's feelings, I understood them clearly as well. He seemed rigid and dull, yet somehow he chose the smartest way to express himself. He didn’t say much; he simply stayed quietly by Melan’s side. Whenever she needed him, he was there, allowing her to rely on him without hesitation and to delegate matters to him with confidence. This state of being continued for so long that it naturally turned into dependence.
I felt that this was not Lin Jiu's cunning plan because choosing such a method must have been suppressive and painful; it was certainly lonely and desolate, sometimes feeling wronged with nowhere to vent, having to silently digest it all alone. Those who choose this path are all infatuated fools, which is why I somehow felt that these two were truly a match.
If these two ever became a couple, they would definitely be happy for a lifetime.
I felt particularly anxious inside and silently prayed. Brother Jiu, you must hold on! Just look at Melan; if you fall now, she will immediately realize how much she depends on you. As long as you can wake up and grab her hand, you will be the winner in life. But if you were to die now, it would be a tremendous loss!
“Jiu… Brother Jiu… his injuries…” I saw Lin Jiu’s breath weak and his face devoid of color, and my heart couldn’t help but race. Where exactly was he injured? How long had he been unconscious? How could he be in such a state?
Luo Dachun replied, “The attacker was skilled. Lin Jiu's sudden charge caught him off guard, but he managed to adjust the blade's angle in an instant, aiming for the most critical spot on the spine. Fortunately, he missed by half an inch; otherwise, even if he survived that strike, he would never stand again.”
I understood immediately. The assassin aimed for a spot where the spinal cord's central nerves are most densely packed; even a graze could lead to paralysis.
What a ruthless attack.
“He didn’t hit the target?” I asked anxiously.
“Fortunately. In the end, the emperor sent five Imperial Physicians to treat him. That injury needed very careful handling; it took all five renowned doctors an entire day to manage it properly. However, the location of the wound is indeed precarious. So far, he hasn’t regained consciousness and is relying on the medicinal broth prescribed by the Imperial Physicians just to stay alive. As for what happens next, it all depends on Lin Jiu’s will to survive.”
Looking at Lin Jiu’s pale face made me feel deeply sorry for him. He was someone who couldn’t even harm a chicken; his body couldn’t withstand such torment, and now he had suffered greatly.
As for his will to survive, I believed in him. I believed he would fight with all his might to live on, just like my Qiu.
I comforted Han Meilan once more. Drawing from my own experiences and eventual happy ending, I encouraged her by telling her that perseverance is victory. Then we pulled Luo Dachun back to the room I shared with Qiu.
"Did you not lose anything?" I asked while retrieving a key from a hidden place to unlock my jewelry box.
"Many places have been turned upside down, but nothing seems to be missing."
"Just as I thought! I sensed something was off earlier!" I exclaimed in frustration, placing the jewelry box in front of the two of them. "It's all gone!"
They had stolen my belongings without breaking the lock and even secured it properly afterward. What kind of twisted humor was this?
"Could it be that what’s missing is..." Nie Qiuyuan frowned.
"Exactly, it's your gems!" I said, exasperated. "I had hidden them here, out of sight, but now they're gone—six pieces, all of them! How could they know I had these?!"
At this point, a thought suddenly struck me. Had I stumbled upon a mental confusion I hadn’t noticed before?
Were there really six pieces?
Since I didn’t have any gems on me, when I obtained the seventh piece, I instinctively thought that the remaining six were in my jewelry box at the Dali Temple. But now that I think about it, there should only be four pieces in that box; the other two were found during my travels with Ren Pingsheng, and after that, I hadn’t returned to the Dali Temple at all!
After acquiring those two gems, I had hidden them in my bag. However, at that time, Ren Pingsheng was quite forceful; every move I made was under his coercion. He stuffed his own items into my bag as well, which he usually carried. Before he left with Rong Fu, he handed the bag over to me. Due to everything that happened afterward, my mind was a mess, and I never considered that there should still be two gems in the bag. Now that I think about it, I never actually saw those two gems in my bag.
So, did Ren Pingsheng take them?
And now, with Mirror Gate's people coming to the Dali Temple to seize the remaining four gems, does this mean Ren Pingsheng betrayed me?
Indeed, just like autumn leaves falling unpredictably; who knows what path he will take in the future? This person's thoughts are beyond what an ordinary person can fathom.
I wanted to help him escape, but now—was he a friend or a foe?
"What is a gem?" Luo Dachun asked in surprise.
I briefly explained to him the background of our search for the gem, and with Qiu's nod of agreement, I also shared the matter of Night Phantom.
"Come on, Qiu Yuan, you kept so much from me!" Luo Dachun said indignantly. "Did you think I would betray you if you told me?"
"Alright, Sikong, it's my fault. I won't do this again," Nie Qiuyuan said unusually sincerely, leaving Luo Dachun momentarily speechless, making him wonder if he had fallen off a cliff and injured his brain.
It seemed that as time passed together, it wasn't just me who was changing.
After all, Luo Dachun was someone who had come back to life after being dead for a while, so he naturally wouldn't hold anything against him. After pondering for a moment, he said, "You two come with me to my room; I want to show you something."
What could it be this time? I felt quite curious. However, just as we walked onto the corridor, I noticed a head peeking out from around the corner in the distance. When that head spotted us together, it quickly ducked back.
"You guys go ahead; I'll catch up," I said succinctly. I believed that those two were sharp enough to have noticed and recognized that the head belonged to San Yin Zhao Yang, who had just been in Lin Jiu's room administering medicine.
Earlier, I sensed something was off about him; he seemed to have some unspoken troubles. After all, he was just a child and found it hard to keep things bottled up. He must be looking for me now.
Once they had walked far enough away, I turned towards the corner and gently called out, "San?"
After a moment's pause, San slowly peeked out from behind the wall and almost inaudibly called out, "Sister."
"What’s wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?" I asked kindly.
San walked over slowly and hesitated for a long time before finally gathering the courage to speak. "Brother-in-law… he…"
My heart stirred. I had previously sensed that San seemed to harbor some hostility towards Qiu. I didn't know where this hostility came from, but it seemed he had come to talk to me about this matter.
"What's wrong? Is there something off with my brother-in-law?"
San shook his head.
"Sister... do you like your brother-in-law?"
I nearly spat out my drink. I thought only modern kids were so precocious, but it seemed even children in ancient times had such gossipy concerns.
"Well... that is... of course... sigh! Since Sister is already married to him, it must be... um... love, right?"
I was at a loss for words, unsure of how to respond. But I couldn't help but worry—what if this child had an Oedipus complex? I had given him a way out; I hoped he wouldn't grow up to say something ridiculous like wanting to marry his sister!
Though such things only happened to female protagonists in stories. A bright female protagonist is impressive, radiating charm and pride, but when faced with such situations, it could be incredibly difficult!
Sigh, who knows? Otherwise, why would he be so hostile towards my charming male god?
After hesitating for a moment, San suddenly gritted his teeth and exclaimed, "What about Benefactor Brother? He clearly likes you so much! I heard everything he said to you when he came in!"
Benefactor Brother? I was taken aback. Benefactor Brother—the one who saved him—he meant... oh my gosh, that was Ren Pingsheng!
So he was concerned about Ren Pingsheng. That was why he was hostile towards Qiu—this little rascal!
But just because Ren Pingsheng didn't let me see something I didn't like, did that mean he treated me well? This mischievous little brat!
I sighed and took San's hand.
"Actually... the situation with Benefactor Brother is quite complicated. I'll explain it to you slowly in the future; you'll understand eventually."
"I'm just not sure what to do right now... I really don't know..."
"Hmm? What's the matter? What are you unsure about?"
"I haven't told anyone, Sister. I don't know if I should come forward. But if I don't, then Brother Jiu..."
The boy's brow furrowed tightly, as if he were bearing a psychological burden far too heavy for his age, looking quite tormented.
I held his hand and tried to soothe him as gently as possible. "Then just tell me, I won't hurt you. We can figure out what to do together."
What could be troubling him so much?
After a moment of contemplation, the boy seemed to make up his mind and said firmly, "Sister, I don't think I'll mistake him. His appearance is something I've deeply etched in my heart; even if he turned to ashes, I'd still recognize him. But why...?"
Tears began to fall from his eyes.
"Who? What's wrong?"
"Sister, it must be him! The one who hurt Brother Jiu. Even though he was masked, that feeling—I'll never mistake it! That is... that is Benefactor Brother!" (To be continued)
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