Chapter 41 - Qingmei’s Intentions (1/2)

Chapter Forty One Qingmei’s Intentions

Falling Parasol was very quiet, with only the occasional barks of dogs echoing in the alleyway.Ding Ning pushed open the wooden door to the wine shop and entered the unlit shop.

The furniture in the wine shop were the same as always yet Ding Ning’s brows quickly furrowed deeply. His heart felt threads of coldness.

Previously, when he and Zhangsun Qianxue had talked here and cultivated here, they appeared to be unguarded most of the time. That was because he knew in Changling, except for a few people, Zhangsun Qianxue would feel any person who walked into the alley.

And if those rare few walked into this alley, then being on guard or not did not make a difference.

But Zhangsun Qianxue did not walk out of the backyard this time. He also could not feel Zhangsun Qianxue’s presence … Zhangsun Qianxue was not in the wine shop.

The reason he had to return was out of fear something would happen to Zhangsun Qianxue.

For the past several years, he and Zhangsun Qianxue had become used to each other’s existence.

Zhangsun Qianxue’s cultivation was enough to kill countless people of his strength, yet this was Changling. Even the strongest cultivator had multiple possibilities of being killed.She was as blank as a white piece of paper on how to live in Changling and move around it.

Ding Ning lifted the cloth to the back of the year. His heart felt colder.

Zhangsun Qianxue was not inside. Where had she gone?

Ding Ning stood motionlessly in the backyard. After several dozen breaths, he silently walked into the kitchen on the side and started to cook noodles.

When the water started to boil and the noodles were put in, Ding Ning saw his hands were trembling minutely.

He could not see his own expression but he was sure even under the warmth of the fire, his face was ashen pale.

He knew that at this time in Changling, he had a weakness.

Zhangsun Qianxue was his greatest weakness.

Nothing could happen to her.

So he lit up the fire and hoped that in the darkness, Zhangsun Qianxue could see the sparks coming from the smoke here, and understand that he had returned.

The white noodles floated up in the boiling water.

He did not add any seasoning. He fished the noodles into his large crude porcelain bowl and started to eat.

While he ate noodles in soup with a thick soy sauce each morning at the shop door, he was most used to the taste of noodles without any seasoning.

The noodle soup was hot but listening to the clear sounds of wind in the streets, his heart grew colder.

If Zhangsun Qianxue left now, how long would he have to spend to find her once again?

Hs features looked so young among the steam rising from the bowl, but his expression was filled with endless worry.

Suddenly, the steam rising from the bowl twisted.

Ding Ning suddenly lifted his head.

Zhangsun Qianxue seemed to appear out of thin air in front of him.

“You …” Ding Ning stood up. He thought he could not control himself from shouting yet when he saw her calm and clear eyes, his heart immediately softened. He said hoarsely, “You … where did you go?”

Zhangsun Qianxue frowned slightly.

She could see Ding Ning’s concern for her in his eyes. But there were some emotions other than concern that she did not like.

Ding Ning took a deep breath and quickly calmed. He looked at her and said, “You promised me you will not …”

“Just an accident.” Zhangsun Qianxue interrupted him before he finished speaking.

She glanced at him and said, “You said that Cloud Water Palace’s people may have obtained an important clue to the Lonely Mountain Sword Hoard.”

Ding Ning’s body tensed and he grew nervous. “You found members of Cloud Water Palace?”

Zhangsun Qianxue said coolly, “Should be.”

Ding Ning was more nervous and asked, “Did you fight?”