Chapter 271: She’s domineering, too (2/2)

After waiting for a while without hearing anything from Long Feiye, Han Yunxi simply pushed him aside. The dazed Long Feiye was left behind as she said coldly, “This girl doesn’t mind it anymore. Bridges will be bridges and roads will be roads. Chenqie won’t cause trouble for Your Highness, so chenqie troubles to ask that Your Highness won’t bother me, either.” So speaking, she got off the bed, but Long Feiye simply sat there looking at her quietly without trying to stop her.

Han Yunxi adjusted her clothes and hair. She hesitated a bit, before wiping her mouth clean right in front of him to get rid of his taste on her lips. “Chenqie won’t be going to the poisons warehouse, may Your Highness find someone better qualified.”

After that, she turned to leave. Even when she reached the door, Long Feiye didn’t call out to stop her. Han Yunxi gritted her teeth and ignoring the misery in her heart as she took large strides away. Inside the room, Long Feiye sat on the bed, staring at the white robes that Han Yunxi had left behind her. His entire person had turned frighteningly still, his eyes filled with complicated emotions as they brightened and dimmed. No one could tell what he was hesitating over now. Tang Li stood right outside the door to wait, because he understood. He ended up waiting for a long time, up until the night began to grow light.

Originally, he thought that it’d only take Long Feiye a few hours to adjust himself. Hadn’t he always been the decisive type? But no, he was still just sitting there in silence. Personal relationships between a man and a woman wasn’t something Long Feiye could have, especially when the origins of that woman were still suspect.

If he can’t make a decision when he has to, it’ll only cause trouble down the road!

Tang Li couldn’t just stand by and watch him anymore. He walked inside and said thinly, “Big bro, you all right?”

If Tang Li wasn’t calling him the Duke of Qin with a grin, then he was referring to him by his full name. Very rarely would he ever call Long Feiye his ‘big bro’ beyond a handful of times since their youth. His father and aunt had both forbidden it. They’d told him that only a person who gave up all forms of affection, even familial ties, could accomplish great things. When Long Feiye was ten years old, his mother–Tang Li’s aunt–had given him the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion along with a large responsibility. Then she’d committed suicide by slitting her throat right in front of his eyes.

Her blood had splattered all over Long Feiye’s face, frightening him so much that he couldn’t even cry. After that, he didn’t speak a single word for an entire year. Recalling those memories, Tang Li lightly patted Long Feiye’s shoulder, but the man simply pushed his hand away as he recovered his usual icy face. It was as if nothing had happened to him at all. He tossed the white robes to Tang Li and said, “Make preparations, we’ll enter the poisons warehouse in three days’ time.”

Tang Li wanted to say something, but swallowed his words at the sight of Long Feiye’s icy pupils.

“Send someone to guard and escort her back. Take Mu Linger back as well, we can’t give up on the clues we’ve found about Lady Tianxin,” Long Feiye tossed these words at Tang Li before his body flickered and flashed out of sight.

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Currently, Han Yunxi was inside Gu Beiyue’s room. The doctor still hadn’t shown up, but the medical supplies box he’d brought was still here, as if he’d just left his quarters. Han Yunxi sat on the bed, hugging her knees to her chest as she fell into a depression. She ended up sitting there from day to night, oblivious to the fact that the entire medical academy was looking for Xi Yubo.

He had ran away!

But he hadn’t left the medical academy. Instead, he had hidden himself within the Poison Sect’s area. When he saw a white-robed man suddenly appear out of thin air, he quickly ran out from the trees and respectfully said, “Master.”

This white-robed man was none other than the white-robed gentleman from the Shadow Clan. Yet as soon as Xi Yubo raised his head, it was to meet the man’s vicious kick. The ruthless move was a complete contrast to his white robes, and one kick was enough to send Xi Yubo sprawling to the ground. He lay there, physically paralyzed as he spat up a large mouthful of fresh blood.

“Master!” Xi Yubo was stunned. He endured the pain in his chest and crawled to his feet, indignation evident in his tone. “Master, your subordinate doesn’t understand!”

Although he called this white-robed man his “master,” he had no idea who he was or even what he looked like. Xi Yubo wasn’t naturally gifted in medicine, but relied on hard work to get through. The only reason he’d managed to make it as a sixth-rank Primogenitor Doctor was all because of the white-robed man’s help. He had taught him all about the medical arts. As for the Gu arts, he’d learned it from a rare book given to him by the white-robed man. Where else could he have learned it? He had planted Gu in Long Tianmo all according to the white-robed man’s directions, though he didn’t know the reasons.

“There’s no need for you to understand. Who told you to act on your own authority and cause difficulties for Han Yunxi?” the white-robed man interrogated. He may have been gentle, but he had a temper as well. He had set up this entire chessboard, first to lure Han Yunxi to Medical City, second to sound out Gu Qishao and his true origins. Unfortunately, he hadn’t expected Jun Yixie to interfere halfway, or that Long Feiye would show up as well. The two of them had thrown his plans into chaos, so it was fortunate that Han Yunxi had escaped unscathed by the end.

Xi Yubo felt both angry and resentful, but he couldn’t reply. It was true, he had assumed authority of the situation, but he didn’t understand why the white-robed man had told him to frame Han Yunxi and Gu Beiyue, then get angry at him when he caused difficulties for Han Yunxi at the consultation? Just who was this man? Where had he gotten his rare book on the Gu arts? Why did he want to lure Han Yunxi to Medical City? Xi Yubo had all sorts of questions, but he didn’t dare to ask any of them. The last time he did, the white-robed man had only told him he didn’t need to know so much.

“Go back to the old place. If this happens again, you won’t be let off lightly,” the white-robed man ordered coldly.

At this moment, a red-robed figure suddenly flew over. Xi Yubo quickly hid himself again, while the white-robed man took to the skies in order to screen him, exposing himself in the process. This red-robed figure was none other than Gu Qishao, who’d been chasing after the white-robed man for some time. If the white-robed man hadn’t been so severely injured, how could Gu Qishao have kept up for so long?