Jiang Baiqu's body seemed to be slowly recovering, but Yi Shuimei's worries were heavy. She always felt that there was something on her mind that she couldn't let go of, and her heart was secretly aching.
After Jiang Baiqu recovered, he urged Fei Xu to conduct a thorough investigation in Hanhe City to find traces of Beitang Shui. However, there were no clues. Jiang Baiqu thought to himself, Beitang Shui has not achieved his goal. How could he let this go? But where was he hiding?
Yi Shuimei looked at her own hand while facing the zither. There were still traces of the cold blade landslide on her fingers. She plucked the zither with one hand, but she felt a heart-wrenching pain. She didn't know why, but she felt extremely thin and uneasy.
At this moment, in a deep courtyard, Beitang Shui spat out a mouthful of black blood. Then, he said coldly to Tian 'er,"What?"
"Shangguan left," Tian 'er deliberately lowered her voice.”She did not dare to say anything else. She was indeed afraid of angering Beitang Shui again. Beitang Shui sighed." Forget it. Let them go together. The four guardians haven't arrived yet?"”
Tian 'er nodded and said apologetically,"Tian 'er has already sent a messenger pigeon to urge her.”
Beitang Shui smiled faintly and said with a cold smile,"When they come, I'm afraid I'll die.”
"Ah?" Tian 'er could not help but be surprised when she heard this. Then, she felt that it was rude and lowered her head."Young Master, what do you mean?"
Beitang Shui looked out of the window and said,"We can't wait any longer.”
" But Young Master, your injuries…" Tian 'er was only halfway through her sentence when she was interrupted by Beitang Shui's emotionless voice."It's about to backfire. I can't wait any longer! Don't say anymore."
Tian 'er's usual sweet smile finally stopped. She did not say anything to argue and only nodded obediently.
Yi Shuimei looked at the layers of gauze on her hand. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she actually asked Han Yue to bring scissors. Han Yue was stunned at first, but seeing Shui Mei's gentle smile, he didn't dare to refute.
Shui Mei picked up the scissors and felt that it was not easy to order them around. Now that she had left Baiqu, she could clearly feel the pain and complicated emotions. And Xueshu, who was sleeping not far away, made her feel that she was still a little girl. Without the world that he supported, she was so useless. She put down the scissors, picked up the pear wood fruit knife, and cut off the double-knotted gauze. The gauze broke into a few pieces and fell to the ground. She had no choice but to grit her teeth when she removed the last bit that was stuck to her hand.
The white medicine seemed to have grown together with the scabs on her skin and the black blood stains. The sticky blood had once glued everything together. She endured the feeling of tearing a layer of skin and finally saw her hand clearly again.
There were two scars on his right palm that ran through his thumb and forefinger, all the way to the end of his little finger. His five fingers had not been able to escape far from the blade. When Beitang Shui had used force to draw the sword, they had also been deeply branded, making them look even more messy and ferocious. At this moment, there was no one else. She avoided Han Yue and even Little Xue Shu and returned to the house alone. She was speechless. Ten out of ten women cherished their fingers. Some even cherished their hands more than their faces.
Her originally slender hands seemed to have gone through decades of hardships in an instant. Left hand, right hand. It was as if they were lovers who had not seen each other for a lifetime and no longer knew each other.
She found a bandage and wrapped it around her hand. Then, she stuck the pear wood knife into her waist belt. She always wanted to see it, but she couldn't bear to. She sighed and asked herself in her heart, if she could choose, would she take my sword? After a while, Yi Shuimei smiled because the answer was still yes.
Since Jiang Baiqu had recovered, he naturally came to visit Shuimei in the evening. Baiqu ordered the servants to prepare a fire, wine, and food. They prepared everything in the pavilion of the Qingxiang Waterside Pavilion. Fresh venison was washed and hung there.
Yi Shuimei was led by Jiang Baiqu and slowly sat down with a smile on her face. Jiang Baiqu cut a piece of meat with a knife and roasted it carefully on an iron plate for Yi Shuimei. The fragrance of the venison quickly spread out, along with the sweet fragrance of late autumn osmanthus and begonia, making people involuntarily want to drink a few cups.
Yi Shuimei looked at Bai Qu and slowly took the wine glass. She didn't know why her hand was shaking again. In an instant, she felt upset again. However, she shook her head hard and cleared her mind. With a breeze, she made a better appointment. Lifting the teapot and pouring the wine, this was an action that was usually easy to do, but for some reason, every action was so difficult at this moment. It was as if a powerful fuse was holding him back at some point.
A cup fell from his hand and shattered. Yi Shuimei looked at the white porcelain wine cup and couldn't speak. She only felt the pain between her eyebrows getting more and more intense. It was as if her thoughts were like glue. She tried hard to see her trembling hands, but she felt that her eyes were blurry.
Jiang Baiqu was shocked by this voice. He looked up at Shui Mei and saw the beads of sweat on her forehead. Jiang Baiqu felt an indescribable pity for her and gently grabbed her right hand. Then, he wiped the sweat on her forehead with his sleeve and smiled."Shuimei, you're the one who hasn't recovered yet, right?”
Yi Shui Mei didn't say anything, she was still struggling with the dizziness, but how could Jiang Baiqu know? Seeing that Shui Mei didn't answer, he smiled and said,"Silly Shui Mei, it's just a porcelain cup. Why are you so lost in thought?”
Yi Shuimei raised her head and smiled at Jiang Baiqu. She didn't want her body's inexplicable discomfort to disturb Bai Qu's temper, so she smiled slightly, but the heart-piercing pain between her eyebrows didn't disappear. Jiang Baiqu smiled and handed over the knife. Yi Shuimei took it and faced the venison. For some reason, she was like a child who didn't know how to cook it. The knife fell on the iron plate again.
Jiang Baiqu smiled and pulled Yi Shuimei over,"Shui Mei, your body hasn't recovered yet, right? Let me do it." For some reason, Jiang Baiqu's gentle voice was so torturous to Yi Shuimei at this moment.
She slowly took out the pear wood fruit knife from her waist and held it tightly in her hand without trembling.
A drop of oil landed on the dancing flame. With a crackling sound, Bai Qu hurriedly leaned forward to pick up the piece of venison. At this moment, the small knife in Yi Shuimei's hand actually stabbed towards Jiang Baiqu's heart!
How could Jiang Baiqu have thought that Yi Shuimei would hurt him? The middle door was wide open. There was no chance to dodge at all. The two of them were sitting so close.
Just as the tip of the knife pierced through the brocade robe and slid down her skin, a trace of red blood seeped out. Her knife could no longer stab forward!
Jiang Baiqu looked at Yi Shuimei's painful and affectionate expression. Yi Shuimei seemed to be no longer the same Yi Shuimei from before. It was as if he didn't know who she was. The color in his eyes was chaotic, interwoven with painful struggle and unfamiliar killing intent.
Yi Shuimei was stunned. The fear in her heart was far greater than her expression."What am I doing? Heavens, how could I hurt Bai Qu?”Yi Shuimei tried to retract her hand, but it was useless.
At the moment when Yi Shuimei stabbed him, Jiang Baiqu's eyes flashed with an inconceivable and incomprehensible expression, as well as a faint trace of pain. Jiang Baiqu's throat seemed to have gone hoarse, and he could not speak...
After a long time, Shui Mei's knife did not move forward at all, but it did not move back either. Bai Qu then said in a hoarse voice,""Shuimei, why?" At this time, every word he said had to consume a lot of energy before he could spit it out.
" I..." Shui Mei was tongue-tied, unable to speak. However, the tip of the blade was so deeply pressed against Jiang Baiqu's heart. Jiang Baiqu closed his eyes, as if tears were about to flow down, unable to speak.
Yi Shuimei felt that someone was pushing her, pushing her, pushing her non-stop. She shouted no in her heart, but she couldn't say it. The moment she felt her blade sinking into Bai Qu's flesh, she could no longer suppress her emotions and shouted,""No!"
This voice even alarmed the chamberlain who was driven away by Bai Qu.
Yi Shuimei's head and heart felt intense pain at the same time, as if something was eating her, but she was unwilling to hold the knife no matter what. In an instant, the power of love and the power of the gu were divided.
With a clang, the knife fell to the ground. Yi Shuimei held her head with both hands and knelt on the ground, tearing apart her demeanor in pain. Her brows were locked, but there was a trace of guilt in her eyes as she looked at Bai Qu. Why would Bai Qu care about the wound on his heart? He held Shui Mei's shoulders with both hands and sent waves of true qi into her, but it was useless.
There was no reproach in his eyes. He only said indifferently,"Shui Mei, I know. It's not your fault.”
This sentence was like a pardoning order, relieving Shui Mei of all her pain. She smiled and almost fell to the ground. Bai Qu slowly pulled her into his arms.
He looked coldly at Xiao Dao on the ground and shouted,""Beitang Shui! Come out!"
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