Chapter 1275 - Capítulo 1275: 1275: River God Above (21)
Capítulo 1275: Chapter 1275: River God Above (21)
Princess of the North Sea…
Xuan Ying’s head started hurting again.
“Xuan Ying, you have to catch him…”
The sentence suddenly flashed in Xuan Ying’s mind. Catch who? Princess of the North Sea?
Why?
Can’t remember, it hurts so much…
Suddenly, Xuan Ying fell into a warm embrace, a gentle voice whispered in his ear, seemingly carrying a calming force.
“Don’t think about it.”
Chuzheng caressed his back, lowering her voice to comfort him.
Xuan Ying didn’t know if the pain was too intense or what, he took the initiative to encircle her waist, burying his face in her abdomen.
When Xuan Ying came to, he was still in Chuzheng’s embrace, the posture between them indescribably intimate.
Where their skin touched, warmth slowly spread, as if it could offer his cold body a hint of warmth.
For a moment, Xuan Ying thought, just like this… forever, lost in that warmth.
This thought emerged abruptly, without any warning, yet Xuan Ying didn’t want to resist.
Wrong!
Xuan Ying abruptly withdrew, pushing Chuzheng away, and sat down in a heap on the carved soft couch.
“What did you just do to me?” How could he have such thoughts? Absolutely impossible!
Chuzheng seemed a bit confused but didn’t show it on her face and said indifferently, “Just hugged you.”
Xuan Ying quickly checked his body, found nothing unusual, and had to say, “Men and women should not touch, Miss Chuzheng, please respect yourself.”
Chuzheng’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, very righteously said, “If you touch a bit more, it becomes familiar.”
Xuan Ying: “…”
Xuan Ying sat up from the couch, tidied his clothes, and assumed that calm and noble demeanor, “Miss Chuzheng, that painting you mentioned earlier, I’ve never seen it.”
“Oh.”
Chuzheng didn’t intend to pursue this further, after all, the Good Person Card gets a headache just from not remembering, it looked uncomfortable for her too.
She had already put away the painting earlier.
Seeing that Chuzheng was remaining still, Xuan Ying had no choice but to issue an eviction order: “Miss Chuzheng, if there’s nothing else, please leave.”
Leave then!
Who cares!
Chuzheng turned and left, slamming the palace doors shut on her way out.
Listening to the sound of the door closing, Xuan Ying’s previously upright body gradually relaxed until he slumped on the couch.
Absurd thoughts twined around him like vines, unable to be waved away or cut off, continually eroding him.
Xuan Ying couldn’t rest at all.
As soon as he closed his eyes, what floated before him was every move of that young girl, vividly etched into his mind.
–
In the valley, there was still no distinction between day and night, Chuzheng didn’t come to call him, and Xuan Ying stayed inside the hall for a long time before coming out, calling for Chuzheng to go look ahead.
Outside the valley was a stretch of rolling snowy mountains.
Inside the valley, it was a scene of blooming spring flowers, whereas outside it was white snowy mountains, with no temperature change impacting either side.
The wind and snow ravaged, making walking difficult.
“Cold?”
Xuan Ying approached from behind, seeing Chuzheng standing there expressionlessly, hugging her arms.
Chuzheng gave him a baffled look, “Not cold.”
Xuan Ying silently took off his coat and draped it over her. The garment was too long, Chuzheng wore it, and its hem trailed in the snow.
Chuzheng tugged at the hem, emphasizing, “I’m really not cold.”
Xuan Ying assumed she was just being stubborn, “You have a mortal body, feeling cold is normal.”
Chuzheng: “…”
I really am not cold!!
Under the King’s Account’s muttered complaints, Chuzheng suppressed what she wanted to say next, slowly pulling the coat around her, and moved forward.
The wind and snow blew from one direction, and if one looked carefully, one would find that the wind and snow didn’t fall on Chuzheng at all.
“Xuan Ying, you want to return to the Divine Realm for revenge, right?”
Chuzheng’s voice was shattered by the wind and snow, yet still fell into Xuan Ying’s ears.
The man standing tall in front paused slightly, snowflakes falling, landing on his hair, his shoulders… He clenched his hands hanging by his side into fists slowly.
After a moment, he relaxed them again, his voice clear and firm as it pierced through the wind and snow, “I swore that as long as I was alive, I would return to seek justice.”
Suddenly, his palm warmed, held by someone.
“I’ll be with you.”
Xuan Ying sharply turned his gaze, the astonishment in his eyes not concealed by the wind and snow, “Why?”
“Because you are mine.” Chuzheng gripped his hand tightly and solemnly promised, “Whatever you want to do, I will help you.”
The ravaging wind and snow pulled out a howling wail, as the turbulent, icy wind lashed at their clothes, swirling and rolling.
Black hair fluttered in the wind and snow, entangling together, indistinguishable as to whose it was.
“Shameless!”
Xuan Ying suddenly shook off Chuzheng, striding quickly forward, the wind and snow concealing his panicked confusion.
The icy, rushing wind instantly cooled Xuan Ying down.
He, a person without a heart, how could he have such nonsensical feelings?
Chuzheng gathered her coat and caught up to him.
“Don’t come near me!”
“This road isn’t yours, why can’t I walk on it.”
“You…”
Their figures were gradually swallowed by the wind and snow, indistinct in the tumbling blizzard, as if they merged into one.
–
Chuzheng had infuriated Xuan Ying, leading to Xuan Ying not speaking a word to her afterward, avoiding her whenever she approached.
After trying a few times, Chuzheng didn’t bother to care about him anymore.
The endless snowy mountains had no end, and Chuzheng felt her vision starting to blur.
It was at this moment that Chuzheng realized Xuan Ying was right about her body being a mortal one.
The light before Chuzheng gradually dimmed.
She slowly came to a halt.
“Xuan Ying, I can’t see.” Chuzheng called ahead calmly.
The howling wind drowned out her voice.
No one responded to her, the wind’s sound intensified.
Xuan Ying, walking fast, she could only see a blurry silhouette of him earlier, perhaps he didn’t hear…
The gently falling snow gradually concealed her figure, a thin and fragile silhouette, indescribably solitary and lonely.
Chuzheng’s vision sank into darkness, snow blindness resulting from physical limitations, something she couldn’t control.
Just as Chuzheng was calmly contemplating whether to continue forward or wait for her eyesight to recover a bit before moving again, her body was suddenly grabbed, and she was pulled into a cold embrace.
“What’s going on?”
Xuan Ying’s voice arose, mixed with unrecognized tension even to himself.
“Snow blindness, I guess.”
Chuzheng’s tone was very calm, not the least bit worried about her current situation.
Xuan Ying didn’t understand what snow blindness was, but from its name, he assumed it was related to the present wind and snow.
He frowned, “Is it serious?”
“Just need some rest and it will be fine.”
Xuan Ying didn’t doubt Chuzheng’s words, glancing around to see nothing but snowy mountains.
They had been trekking in the snow for many days, and at times Xuan Ying would forget she was just a mortal.
Xuan Ying hesitated a moment, then picked Chuzheng up, “Hold on to me.”
Chuzheng coolly responded with an ‘oh’, reaching out to fumble and grasp Xuan Ying’s neck.
Xuan Ying was clearly not very comfortable, but it mattered little to Chuzheng, who even leaned on his shoulder and, directing him, “Find a place to take shelter, I’ll be fine after a while.”
Xuan Ying: “…”