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It was a sweet, childish voice with a playful tone.
Meng Fuyao immediately braked!
In that instant, she kept her dagger, relaxed her shoulders, suppressed her inner energy.
How precarious!
She almost revealed her abilities!
Taking a deep breath, Meng Fuyao turned around and looked at the ”Doraemon” Noble Consort resignedly. With a frown, she sighed.”Ah Guang, why didn't you notify the guards before entering. You are getting more and more lawless.”
Tang Yiguang smiled innocently as her honest hand reached for the desserts on the table. ”I'm craving for the walnuts here,” she admitted.
Meng Fuyao sighed and pulled her over. From the drawer, she retrieved a box and handed it over to her. ”The ones on the table are not fresh. Have this instead.”
Tang Yiguang was happy as long as there was food. She took over the box with much glee. It was only then that she remembered to greet Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao stopped her, thoroughly amused. ”The next time you want to enter my palace, you must notify the guards. Got it?”
That child replied with an 'mhm.' Meng Fuyao always had low resistance to such adorable creatures and would never, in whatever case, decide to kill someone with the intelligence of a four-year-old child. She personally helped her open up the walnuts. Watching that child eat in glee, she remembered Xuanyuan Min telling her about that child falling off the horse. She couldn't help but ask, ”Ah Guang, you were only four then. Why did you go horse riding? Did your father teach you?”
Chomping down on a mouth full of food, Tang Yiguang garbled, ”… Bwother taught me.”
Meng Fuyao did not manage to catch the name of the brother and did not bother with it either. Once Tang Yiguang was done with her food, Meng Fuyao sent her out. After returning, she stood in the middle of the room and thought about the plans she had. All of a sudden, she felt the doors behind her open and listening to the light and odd footsteps, she could tell that it was Shadow Blade. Without turning back, Meng Fuyao asked casually, ”Have the wounds from the poisonous snake healed?”
Shadow Blade responded with a quiet ”mhm” and gently walked to her side, placing his hand on her shoulder.
Meng Fuyao subconsciously avoided his hand. But Shadow Blade insisted. ”Let me ease your bones. It will be beneficial for you, given that your power has made it into your joints.”
Meng Fuyao hesitated before replying, ”No, that's fine.”
He sighed softly. ”Are you going to make me owe you for my entire life, till the day I die?”
Meng Fuyao froze. She turned back and said, ”It's not as serious as you put it. Friends don't sweat such details.”
Upon hearing her words, he felt no joy. Instead, his melancholy intensified. But eventually, he put up a soft, sad smile as he asked, ”Then, can I at least help you relax your bones?”
With his insistence, she climbed onto the couch and laid down comfortably. ”If I fall asleep, please don't look. The way I look asleep is just a little bit better than Lord Yuan Bao.”
Lord Yuan Bao squatted by her pillow and glared at her with despise. 'At least I don't drool!'
Meng Fuyao laid down on her stomach as she thought about her next plans. Just as her brain buzzed with thoughts, she suddenly felt something on her back—Shadow Blade had already placed his fingers on her back.
His long slender fingers gently danced on her back. With every touch, a fuzzy sense of warmth entered her limbs. As those beautiful hands applied pressure, Meng Fuyao could hear the sound of her joints cracking, producing a crisp sound. At the same time, she could feel a power wave cleansing out the tension in her body, easing every part of her body. It felt so comfortable that a moan almost escaped from her lips—she quickly bit down on her pillow, stopping the moan.
Behind her, the man calmly commented, ”Fuyao, you are too nervous. Your entire body is tensed.”
'Because I can't tell if you are a gentleman,' she thought with apprehension.
Shadow Blade smiled and changed the topic. ”Are you willing to stay in Xuanyuan forever?” he asked.
Meng Fuyao was caught by surprise. This was the topic she had been most afraid of. Remain in Xuanyuan? No, in this life, she was never meant to stay for anyone. Both her heart and footsteps were destined to move forward; even if she had to go against her heart, she had no choice but to continue her journey—Taiyuan, Wuji, Dahan, Xuanyuan… Her destination was forever in front.
She stayed quiet. The fingertips on her back stopped. Shadow Blade's scent wafted up to her nose as he bent over. Meng Fuyao had that intention to avoid him, but she was lying on a narrow couch with enough space for one. That meant that she could either roll into his embrace or turn over to face him, which would have been awkward either way. As she weighed her options, Shadow Blade stopped beside her ear. His hand gently caressed her earlobes.
His fingers were soft and warm. The icy cold from back in the days had dissipated, bringing about a gentle touch. This contact made the two tremble slightly. Meng Fuyao turned her head, but Shadow Blade had already let go as he quietly muttered, ”… In the end, you can't stay, huh…? But the days are still long. Fuyao, look, for someone who refused to make any markings on your body, you broke your rules and pierced your ears for me… I hope that one day you can break more rules for me.”
After a while, she replied, ”My compromises are always, and will only be, in the boundaries I can accept.”
”I know.” Shadow Blade gave a sad smile, filled with much desolation, like the cold winter air. ”If there would never be another compromise again, at least, this once is better than nothing.”
He stood up and handed her a tiny box. He walked away and just as he was about to leave the room, he stood by the door without turning back and muttered softly under his breath, ”Fuyao… I really hope you won't let the earholes close…”