Chapter 068 Su Muzhe (I)
There was the scent of medicine in Ni Su's dreams, with a hint of spring flowers and snow, which made her sleep peacefully all night. When the sunlight came in through the window in the morning, she moved her eyelids and opened her eyes.
There was the aroma of rice porridge in the room, and the gurgling sound made her turn her head. Qingqiong had his head wrapped in a cloth and was wearing a decent cotton robe. He was stirring the rice porridge in the earthenware jar slowly.
Ni Su suddenly became much more sober. She sat up and looked around, but did not see the frosty figure from last night in the house .
Qing Qiong heard the rustling sound of fabrics rubbing against each other. He turned around and saw the young woman on the bamboo bed opposite him looking around. He called out, "Miss Ni."
"Qingqiong, where is he?"
Ni Su's voice was a little hoarse.
"It's here." Qingqiong put down the spoon and brought the wicker medicine basket on the table to her. Ni Su lowered her eyes and saw a ball of furry white light floating in it.
"General Xu is too weak. After he applied medicine to you last night, he became like this again." Qingqiong said.
Apply medicine?
Ni Su stared at her palm for a moment, then she took the medicine basket from Qingqiong's hand, and as if she suddenly realized something, she reached out and felt around the pillow.
Qing Qiong saw what she was looking for, "Miss Ni, stop looking..."
Ni Su looked up and saw Qingqiong seemed to be hesitant to speak, so she stopped.
"General Xu said that if you kept his things, those people yesterday would report you to the prefect..." Qingqiong spoke slowly, trying to explain, "Some of them are very unreasonable and hard to mess with."
The customs of the people in Yongzhou are like this. The Qin and Wei families are stationed in the border towns, and many of the people they have educated are also fierce. Ni Su is easily subject to gossip because he collects broken guns.
Strong sunlight fell on Ni Su's profile. The redness and swelling on her forehead had not faded, making her cheeks look even paler. She held the medicine basket in silence and turned her face slowly to face the sunlight.
"Would you like some Hu Bing?"
Qingqiong's voice came.
Ni Su looked at him and saw that he was holding a Hu pancake in his hand.
"General Xu asked me to buy it for you last night. My father and I also benefited from it."
Qing Qiong continued, "I used the money I got from General Xu's hairpin."
Ni Su immediately remembered a moment when she was half asleep and half awake, and she smelled the fragrance of Hu Bing. She didn't remember what she said, but looking at the Hu Bing in Qingqiong's hand , she suddenly knew.
"Yes."
She moved her lips slightly and spoke softly.
Having caught a cold, Ni Su stayed in bed almost the entire day. When it was getting dark, Qingqiong went back to the dry well to look for his father. She was alone in the room, lighting candles and opening the lattice window next to the bed. The silvery moonlight fell on the couch in large swaths. She watched tiny particles of dust fly out of the medicine basket beside her.
There are no cicadas chirping on summer nights in the border town.
In the long silence, a ball of bright white light spread out from the medicine basket, turned into mist in the faint moonlight, and gradually condensed into a figure.
Xu Hexue's eyelashes moved slightly. In the long dark night, when he opened his eyes, the room was filled with bright light, illuminating his eyes clearly. He found himself lying on a bamboo bed, and the person next to him was breathing lightly, almost brushing his neck.
He turned around and met a pair of eyes.
There was no expression on his pale and clean face, but he sat up immediately, his eyes suddenly falling on the medicine basket beside her.
She held it in one hand and the quilt was draped over it.
Xu Hexue looked away, but vaguely felt that the warmth of her quilt was always on his body.
"you……"
His eyebrows and eyes were filled with snow, and his voice was still cold, but it concealed a bit of uncontrollable reverie.
"I'm afraid you'll disappear again."
Ni Su said.
Xu Hexue could tell her voice was a little hoarse. He turned around and looked at the wide-open window. He reached out to close it. The silvery moonlight faded away, and his calm voice fell into her ears: "No."
"Have you finished your bath?"
When Ni Su asked this question, he saw his knuckles bent on the window lattice. There was still no vivid expression on his face, but for some reason his voice was lowered: "Yeah."
He is uncomfortable.
Ni Su had already learned to find the answer from his few responses. "Before you returned to Youdu, I put you in this medicine basket and kept you with me. Did you know that?"
"have no idea."
When Xu Hexue turned into that ball of white light, she was unconscious. He didn't know that she kept him by her side, put him by her side at night, and even gave him half of her blanket...
He told himself not to think about it anymore.
"I have never seen a mountain spirit, but Qingqiong told me that he can see some. Some creatures in the mountains are just a soft ball of light, with the vague outline of an animal, but they have no shape and cannot be seen by humans."
Ni Suyong sat up, "You are the same, as soon as I stretch out my finger, you will stick to my finger, and your tail..."
"Ni Su."
Xu Hexue interrupted her.
His Adam's apple rolled. He clearly had no heartbeat, no heat in his ears, and no breathing, but her words suddenly reminded him of the feelings he had when he was a human.
Ni Su stopped talking and just looked at him.
She almost subconsciously stared at his eyes. The flickering light of the candle flame was a clear shadow in his eyes. As long as he lowered his eyelids slightly, the folds of his double eyelids would stretch out. Her gaze swept over his high nose and light-colored lips.
"I ate the Hu Bing you bought for me."
She broke the silence again.
Hearing the voice, Xu Hexue looked at her. Under the light, the wound on her forehead was still red. Last night, her face was almost covered with tears. The words she said to him on horseback, in the wind, always echoed in his mind.
"They don't know the truth. If you pick up my things, you will bring unnecessary trouble upon yourself."
He said.
"I understand they don't know anything,"
Ni Su hugged her knees through the quilt, "But Xu Ziling, I really want them to know that if one more person knows the truth, the world will have fewer misunderstandings about you. But then I think, I can't even protect your things. No one believes Qingqiong and his father, and no one will believe me either."
She treated the broken gun as his corpse and wanted to bury it carefully, but she had to let Qingqiong and his son send it back to Sancho's broken monument due to reality.
Xu Hexue looked at her profile silently, "I have been dead for sixteen years, my bones have turned into dust, and the world does not know the truth. I don't care how they see me. I have done nothing wrong and my heart is bright. At first, only I knew it, but now, the teacher knows it, and there is more,"
He paused, "And you."
The night wind slapped against the window, again and again. The candles in the room flickered, and the warm light shone on him, just like shining through the snow on the mountain. "In fact, as long as you know me, my heart is at peace enough."
When a person dies, it is like a lamp being extinguished. He has long been a lamp in this world that can never be rekindled. The hundred years in Youdu were enough for him to forget many things and let go of many things, but the 30,000 heroic souls trapped in the pagoda were still a heavy burden on his shoulders.
They could not release him, and he could not release himself either.
He came back not for his own posthumous reputation. He only wanted the truth of the battle at Mushen Mountain. He wanted the person behind the truth to resolve the resentment of the 30,000 Jing'an Army with blood, leave the pagoda, and enter reincarnation.
For this reason, he would rather not enter the Ninth Heaven, or even have his soul destroyed.
In fact, his voice was still as cold, but Ni Su couldn't help but feel moved. She stared blankly at the lonely soul in front of her. His figure was still a little faint, with tiny dust floating. He was like a beautiful illusion that led people to sink into it, so clean that it seemed unreal.
"Aren't you going to sleep yet?"
It was getting late at night, and Xu Hexue wanted to get up, but she pulled his sleeve.
Ni Su shrank back into the quilt without letting go of him, "I've been waiting for you all day, and I've fallen asleep many times while waiting for you."
"Wait for me...to do what?"
His expression remained calm.
"I want to hear you tell me your story in person. We are now honest with each other. I know who you are. Just like you, I only trust the you I have known along the way, so I don't want to hear others tell me what you were like in the past."
Her eyes were so clear that Xu Hexue had no way to avoid the light she was looking forward to. He didn't even pull his sleeve out of her hand, but sat on the edge of the bed, a little further away from her.
His knees ached terribly, but his handsome and cold face showed no sign of abnormality. He pressed down the edge of the quilt for her, gathered the space behind her back, and said in a cold voice:
"What do you want to know?"
