boyutpedia Chapter 208 The Living Abandoned Empress of the Cold Palace X The Invading Unruly Buddhist Son 42
Chapter 208 The Living Abandoned Empress of the Cold Palace X The Invading Unruly Buddhist Son 42
The horses, startled, neighed and abruptly stopped, raising their hooves and nearly overturning the carriage. The wheels sank deep into the mud, and the driver frantically tightened the reins, trying to calm them. Outside, the rain and thunder continued incessantly, but Yun Qian felt as if all the sounds of heaven and earth had been swallowed by the aftershocks of the arrow, leaving only the low roar of wind and rain in his ears.
Her eyes flashed, and she raised her hand to stroke her temples. There was no fear on her face, but alarm bells were ringing in her heart.
The rain slid down her forehead, and she slowly raised her eyes to look at the blurry rain shadows outside the car window.
The next moment, figures hidden in the rain began to emerge. Dozens of dark figures emerged from the woods and the mountain path, forming a half-moon around the carriage. Their movements were swift and light, their footsteps soundless. Wrapped in tight black cloaks, they exuded a cold and murderous aura. Each one wielded a long sword or a bow and arrow, a faint gleam of cold light, as if the entire team was born for this storm.
The army accompanying Yun Qian reacted immediately and drew their swords. For a moment, the darkness of heaven and earth seemed even more solemn and murderous, and the unsheathed swords brought up a slight chill in the wind.
One of the group slowly approached and stopped in front of the car. His face was obscured by his cloak, but his piercing eyes, like a hawk, pierced the rain. He said nothing, not even a single unnecessary movement, yet simply standing there exuded a silent intimidation.
Yun Qian didn't need to look any further to understand who that person was. After all, no matter how that person's appearance changed, his temperament remained the same.
It's just... he seems very different today.
Yun Qian slowly lowered her hand, concealing the slight trembling of her fingertips in her sleeve, her face remaining calm and composed. She glanced around, her cold voice resonating distinctly over the sound of the rain: "It's been a while, Master. Why are you blocking my way?"
The other man remained silent, but he raised his bow and arrow, the remaining raindrops on the tip dripping onto the ground with a soft, dripping sound. His gaze lingered on Yun Qian for a moment, as if confirming something, before turning back and whispering a command. The others, upon hearing the sound, moved, their long swords unsheathed, and raindrops slid down the blades, carrying a chilling murderous intent.
The driver's face turned pale, and he held the reins tightly in his hands. His voice trembled: "Girl, these... these people are not friendly. We..."
"Shut up." Yun Qian interrupted coldly, his eyes sweeping towards him like a knife.
"The girl has a nice appearance, but a vicious heart."
The man scoffed after he finished speaking, as if he was very confused.
Yun Qian's expression remained calm upon hearing this. "Master...isn't that what you like?"
"Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?"
Qi Jueyu took off the turban that covered his face. His expression was cold and stern. He was still twisting the Buddhist beads in his hands, turning them one by one, as if what he was turning was not the Buddhist beads, but the fate of all the people in the world.
Yun Qian looked straight at him with a smile on his face, but upon closer inspection, he could see a hint of sarcasm hidden within that smile. "If the Mage really wanted to kill me, he would have done it long ago. Procrastinating like this is not the Mage's style."
"Why, could it be that the mage...really has feelings for me?"
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Suddenly, Yun Qian, who had lifted the curtain to reveal half of her beautiful face, disappeared, and the same thing happened to the man in black who was wearing a straw hat and standing in the front. Before everyone could see clearly, the curtain in front of the carriage fluttered up again.
Yun Qian's neck was suddenly pinched. The strength used by the man was like a cat catching a mouse, a teasing, but not light, enough to make Yun Qian's face flush. Yun Qian lost her voice and grabbed Qi Jueyu's hands with both hands.
The situation outside the car changed immediately. The leading soldier's expression suddenly changed. He drew his sword and pointed it inward. "Girl!"
"Let go of my Crown Princess!"
"Oh, is that so, Crown Princess..."
The man's tone was full of sarcasm. The accompanying troops sent by Qi Heyao were now surrounding the outside, but no one dared to act rashly. "How about I help you kill them? Crown Prince and Concubine..."
"No, you"
Yun Qian struggled to utter two words, and the man's grip on her neck suddenly increased. Yun Qian could feel that Qi Jueyu was really angry.
"What, are you feeling distressed?"
"I told you to leave earlier, but you refused. Now you have to come out obediently."
Qi Jueyu released his grip on her hand. Yun Qian subconsciously wanted to go out, but she saw that the man, whose hands had clear blue veins just now, had regained his usual calmness, with an unruly look on his face, as if to say, you can try.
Yun Qian stopped and asked, "Qi Jueyu, why did you come to see me?"
Her voice was as cold as winter ice, piercing through the wind and rain and striking the heart.
The man paused slightly after hearing this, but did not back down because of her threat. Instead, he approached her step by step, as if he was determined to achieve his goal.
"Didn't I tell you earlier that if you provoke me, you have to think about the price, little girl, have you forgotten?"
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the sound of rain became a low murmur in the background.
Her eyes glared, and she pondered, he must know something about the Dzi beads. Qi Heyao would undoubtedly know about what happened today, but she couldn't bear to let Qi Jueyu kill them all. Every life was the product of a mother's painstaking pregnancy, and they had done nothing wrong.
He was only sent to protect her. Now the situation inside and outside the curtains is at a stalemate. Frankly speaking, there is no difference.
She didn't look up at the man sitting opposite her. The two of them fell into a brief stagnation and the air began to grow thinner.
The sound of rain around him was drowned out by the creaking sound of his hands twisting the Buddhist beads. Beneath that delicate and indifferent face, there was not only anger, but also an unspeakable complex emotion.
The light inside the car was dim, and the curtains obscured the solemn atmosphere outside, but Yun Qian could sense that everyone around them was holding their breath. Outside, the light of knives flickered faintly in the rain, as if a bloody storm could break out at any moment.
Qi Jueyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and the speed of turning the Buddhist beads in his hand slowed down, but his voice was cold and piercing: "Are you in love?"
He seemed to have heard some huge joke, and a disdainful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Yun Qian, you are so bold to say that."
Yun Qian inevitably froze for a moment. After all, he had already lied to her like that, so how could he even talk about falling in love? It would only be self-humiliation. Seeing her suddenly become somewhat dejected, the man, who had previously exuded a stern aura, froze for a moment, his edge subsiding a bit.
Then he slowly raised his lips and said.
"I didn't know about that day. I was planning to come back, but was stopped by the people sent by Queen Yun."