Was Wu Qing really the same person as before? Could she tell?
This time, he felt that he was not simple. His clear eyes seemed to be shrouded in a deep and obscure aura, a disturbing factor. He could be sure that this was not his suspicion, but what about her?
"Are you sure he is really the original Wu Qing?"
He turned around, his dark eyes like the deep sea, unfathomably deep.
"I tested him. He knows everything about our past. Even the music he plays," Qing Yao said with confusion. She knew that she and Wu Qing could not return to their former innocence. For a person who had been dead for two years, time always moved forward. No matter what, she could not let go of the knot in her heart. Although she could not give him anything else, she at least did not want to hurt him. She was extremely depressed at the moment, and the appearance of Yin Xuan made things even more difficult for her. Her usually calm heart was now filled with gloom, and she felt so tired.
"That's good," he said, and then turned to walk out of the bamboo house. His tall figure, set against the snow-covered ground, had a touch of desolation. Her heart tightened, and she couldn't help but call out, "Where are you going?"
"The encampment."
After he finished speaking, his figure gradually receded, quickly becoming a small black dot.
Qing Yao sat there blankly. Mo Chou, Bing Xiao, and Xiao Yu'er flashed in. No one dared to speak, and they all looked at her. After a long while, Xiao Yu'er sighed and said softly, "Mother, are you very annoyed?"
Qing Yao nodded. Yes, she was very annoyed now. She wished she could hide alone and see no one, and then all this would be resolved.
"Master is sad."
Bing Xiao, after all, was someone close to the Emperor. Seeing her master looking lonely like a fierce lion, as a subordinate, she felt heartache. As soon as Bing Xiao finished speaking, Qing Yao's heart ached again. She was at a loss and finally said in a muffled voice, "Alright, I want to sleep."
Now, only by sleeping could she stop thinking about everything and doing nothing.
In another bamboo house, Wu Qing sat silently at the table. Qing Feng behind him respectfully served tea and said faintly, "Young Master, he has arrived? You?"
Wu Qing suddenly looked up. A fleeting dark gleam flashed in his beautiful eyes. He said in a deep voice, "So what?"
"Don't forget what you should do," Qing Feng said. Wu Qing fell silent. His previous spirits dimmed. He looked up at Qing Feng and said, "Can't you let me be quiet for a while?"
"I'm afraid you'll forget what you should do."
After Qing Feng finished speaking, he turned and walked out. In the room, Wu Qing remained silent. Yes, he had forgotten what he should do. What was the point of all the trouble he had gone through?
Yin Xuan did not appear until the evening of the second day. He did not see Qing Yao but instead arranged to meet Wu Qing on a wooden raft by the lake, as he had something to say.
Qing Feng pushed his Young Master to follow Yin Xuan. The two exchanged a look and remained silent.
Xiao Yu'er received the news and immediately rushed to inform her mother.
For the past two days, her mother had been avoiding Young Master Wu Qing. She neither saw Wu Qing nor Yin Xuan, because she was too annoyed and didn't know how to face both of them, so she preferred to see no one.
"Mother, Mother?"
In the serene green mountains, some of the snow had melted, revealing lush greenery on the branches, a charming sight all over the mountain.
"What is it?" Qing Yao looked up at her daughter who was rushing towards her in a hurry. The little girl was four years old, had grown taller, her small body was more agile, and coupled with years of martial arts practice, her skills were now extremely nimble.
"Father has arranged to meet Young Master. They are on the wooden raft by the lake outside the bamboo house. Do you think they will fight?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a gust of wind blew past, and her mother's figure had already flown away, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Xiao Yu'er called out anxiously, "Mother, wait for me, wait for me."
She wanted to watch the excitement. Her mother was really something. If they fought, she really wanted to see who would win between the two masters.
By the lake.
The sunlight shone down, illuminating the two men by the lake. They were equally stunning, equally dazzling, and both deeply in love with the same woman.
Their demeanor was different. Yin Xuan was tall and handsome, exuding an aura of dominance, while Wu Qing was elegant and refined, like a secluded bamboo. Both were rare men in the world, yet they were solely devoted to that aloof woman.
"Who exactly are you?"
Yin Xuan spoke in a deep, hoarse voice.
He had been upset mentally for the past two days, eating and sleeping poorly, which was why his voice was hoarse. He had thought for two days and two nights and finally confirmed his suspicion. This person was not Wu Qing at all. Although he did not practice medicine, he was proficient in medical skills. He had touched Wu Qing's pulse that day, and Wu Qing was truly dead.
So, who was the person in front of him? Why would he impersonate Wu Qing, and what was all this for?
This was something he could not understand. Moreover, his face was identical to Wu Qing's, making it impossible to see any trace of disguise. He could even play the zither flawlessly, which was not something an ordinary person could achieve. Who was he?
"I am Wu Qing," Wu Qing smiled. Seeing this tall and imposing man becoming anxious gave him a sense of pleasure. "You are jealous. You must wish I were dead."
Qing Feng stood in the distance watching them. Yin Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile.
"You are not. I will make you reveal your true form."
Yin Xuan said calmly. He didn't believe he couldn't force him to reveal his true form. If he dared to hurt her, he would not let him go.
Wu Qing was about to speak when his eyes caught sight of a figure quietly approaching in the distance. He couldn't help but smile relievedly. He looked up at Yin Xuan and said softly, "What can you find out?"
His tone was entirely dismissive and sinister. Yin Xuan was furious and pointed at him, "You are truly shameless."
Unexpectedly, Wu Qing suddenly changed his expression. His face, as beautiful as an immortal's, was covered with a gentle smile. His voice, as soft as flowing water, rang out, "If my presence here truly affects you, I will leave. I merely consider her a friend and wish to accompany her. I have no intention of disrupting your relationship."
His inconsistency made Yin Xuan somewhat stunned. Before he could figure out what was happening, Wu Qing suddenly reached out and pulled his hand. His body then retreated straight backward, falling directly into the lake behind him. The frozen lake surface had melted and could not bear the weight of the wheelchair and the person. With a loud splash, water flew half as high as the sky.
In the distance, Qing Feng swooped forward, shouting angrily.
"You dare to push Young Master into the river."
On the shore, where Qing Feng had originally stood, Qing Yao stood. Disbelief flashed across her face, her eyes wide open as she looked at Yin Xuan. Her gaze was so filled with pain that Yin Xuan could barely breathe. It turned out that this man's scheming was precisely this. He had seen Yao'er long ago. First, he deliberately angered him, and then he changed his actions. He never expected a man to be so malicious. Was he even a man?