Chapter 25 (1/2)
Chapter 25
A b.l.o.o.d.y Ma.s.sacre
That figure belongs to Xuan Yuan Yu.
He is wearing a black casual robe. Amidst the flickering candle light, that black silhouette of his gives off an entirely luxurious and mysterious feeling. He makes his way next to the bed. Underneath that thick quilt, other than a few strands of black hair, Xi Yan's entire body remains hidden from his eyes.
The entire hall is warm like spring, but his heart has ceased from being warm ever since that year.
He takes the quilt and gently puts it away, revealing her pale face underneath it. Her face is really beautiful; and Xiang Qinw.a.n.g, Nalan Jing De was clearly unwilling to let the news of her beauty travels outside. He managed to hide her so well. But, Nalan Jing De would have never thought that his scheme to hide her had a flaw. No matter how wise one is, they cannot avoid mistakes. Even him.
Thinking of that, he retrieves his hand. When he does that, he finally notices the red spots marking Xi Yan's jade-like face. Those red rashes are everywhere, marring that originally gorgeous face.
She groans under her breath, burying her face underneath the quilt. He can't help himself from outstretching his hand once again. He pulls the quilt away and traces her cheeks using his fingertips without thinking.
It feels soft and smooth. In that room, other than the scent of incense, another kind of fragrance floats in the air. It feels light and airy; it enters his heart.
He has no idea what kind of fragrance this is. But the pressure he has these past few days regarding Jin Zhen Clan's invasion is gradually relieved. But that comfort only lasts for a moment; a second later, he retrieves his hand.
The entire hall is quiet, but his heart isn't.
Just as his hand move towards the golden belt embroidered with flying dragon, he hears her mumble in her sleep. His hand freezes.
”Don't want….. to enter….. the palace…… but…. no other choice…..” Her words are erratic, almost inaudible. Because of what she says, he cannot bear to be ruthless in the end.
He frowns. There is a bead of tear hanging at the corner of her eye. It stays there and never falls.