Chapter 647: Master is a pitiful figure too (1/2)
Chapter 647: Master is a pitiful figure too
The past…
Long Feiye responded accordingly. “I didn’t stay long on Celestial Mountain. Before I turned 18, I used to go once a year, but that grew less often as I aged. It’s been three or four years since I’ve gone back.”
Han Yunxi didn’t speak beyond staring at him with narrowed eyes. Long Feiye knew that he’d answered the crucial part of her question then. He didn’t know how hard it was to placate other woman, but he knew he couldn’t afford to be careless with this one. Either she’d ask him nothing at all, or smash everything apart to question him until the end.
“Every time I went up the mountain, I received master’s instruction before closing myself in for cultivation. As soon as I finished, I left,” Long Feiye added.
“Haven’t you gone up and down the mountain with her in the past? You even escorted her back to Western Zhou’s capital city, didn’t you?” Han Yunxi asked viciously.
She wasn’t usually so narrow-minded, but Long Feiye was her one exception. When it came to him, she was extremely petty and refused to accept a single blemish. This man could only belong wholly to her! She refused to share a bit of him, whether it was past, present, or future.
Long Feiye only looked at her with a helpless smile.
“What are you smiling about?!” Han Yunxi was almost choking to death from rage.
Ignoring her cry, Long Feiye only went to hail the driver. “Go order some dishes first. A plate of vinegar-soaked cabbage sounds good.”
Han Yunxi was now both enraged and embarrassed. She kicked at him and cried, “Long Feiye, I’m not joking with you here!”
“You’re still worried about what Duanmu Baiye said in the past?” Long Feiye didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. Back at Western Zhou, that man had tried to provoke them with his words, but he’d already explained himself. But here she was, calling up old debts again.
“Then…then did you master always used to order you to take care of her in the past? And did you go then?” That was the main sore spot for Han Yunxi. Last time Duanmu Yao had come on the sword sect master’s orders to seek out Long Feiye. He’d promptly followed her without a word, which was enough proof of his master’s importance in his heart. Judging by the letter they received, it wasn’t the first time the old man had made demands of Long Feiye. Heaven knows how many orders he’d given in the past.
Long Feiye looked at her with a complicated expression and didn’t reply. Han Yunxi returned the look as she waited, but no answer was forthcoming. Her anger dissipated in the wake of her fast beating heart as she knitted her eyebrows nervously.
“Tell me!” The more anxious she felt, the harsher she spoke.
“What happened in the past…” Long Feiye finally spoke, but Han Yunxi was quick to muffle him.
“Enough! If it’s in the past, let it pass. I’m hungry so let’s eat.”
The heart of a woman was like a needle at the bottom of the sea. Her face was more changeable than a child’s or weather on a June day. It switched at the drop of a hat!
She was about to step off the carriage herself when Long Feiye hugged her from behind and pulled her into his arms. “Heheh, not angry anymore?”
Han Yunxi shook her head.
“Why not?” he asked with interest.
Instead, Han Yunxi blurted out, “Long Feiye, I’m scared!” She turned to face him in earnest. “Long Feiye, I’m afraid that I’ll never be able to erase your past no matter how hard I try. I’m worried that I won’t be your one and only. Tell me, what should I do?”
She never trusted anyone but herself. Whenever difficulties came her way, she would do her best until she surmounted them! But she was helpless when it came to his past. What he experienced was something out of her bounds. She couldn’t stop him from doting on others if he wanted.
How helpless it all was!
Long Feiye’s heart trembled slightly at her words before he held her tighter. If possible, he’d want to absorb all of her into himself. This was probably the most emotional confession he’d ever heard.
She allowed him to hold tight as she confessed, “I object to it…I object a lot. Long Feiye, what should we do?”
With any other man, she might have excused it. She was a free and easy soul, after all. But he was someone she couldn’t simply forget. The more she thought about the possibilities, the more horrible she felt. He rubbed her back gently and asked, “You this greedy?”
Han Yunxi’s reply was quite pathetic. “That’s right. It’s a shame…that I can’t covet what I don’t have.”
Long Feiye was torn between heartache and humor. He’d never seen her so listless. Burying his face by her ear until he was almost close enough to bite her, he whispered back, word by word, “Han Yunxi, remember this. Your lordship will only have and serve one woman in this life, and that’s you. Regardless of the past or future, it’ll only be you. There won’t be a second.”
He drew back after that, only to stop and lean close again so he could cup her face in his hands. Then he gave her a firm kiss on the lips–their special “stamping” method.
Han Yunxi’s world lit up. Instead of feeling timid, she grew energized and recovered her spirits instantly. Her hands held his face as well before she started pestering him for details. “What other things has your master ordered you to do in the past?”
“I don’t remember them,” Long Feiye was telling the truth. Would he bother keeping a memory of those times?
“Think about it a bit more,” Han Yunxi’s heart itched. She wouldn’t be able to sleep without some straight answers.
“Probably about the same things as the contents of that letter.” Long Feiye had no desire to recall the past. Once Han Yunxi was sure he’d really forgotten, she felt quiet satisfied.