The Fourth Lady novel Chapter 76

Qingyan very quietly listened to Murong Jingxuan's words. Lastly, she lifted her head to look towards him, "If it was you, what would you do? Would you also let go of Qilian Qingyan's hand?"

He held Qingyan's hand and replied with a smile, "My situation is different from Weisheng Junmo's. I have a choice, but he didn't. That's why he could only let go of Xianyi Empress's hand, but for me, no matter what happens, " He placed Qingyan's hand up to his heart, "I would never let go of your hand."

Qingyan happily smiled, "In this life, the husband is the boulder, the wife as grass. A boulder doesn't move, and grass is strong as silk.*"

(*TN: This line comes from the poetry tale 'Peacocks Fly Southeast' from an unknown poet during the Han dynasty. The meaning behind it, from the context of the original tale, reads: 'Although we're forced to separate, the love between us is indestructible. For love you have to be like a boulder, to hold your ground an not move, I have to be like pampas grass, strong and unbreakable.' It's a vow the main character from the tale makes to her husband before throwing herself into the water to commit suicide.)

Murong Jingxuan knew that it wasn't easy for a girl like Qingyan to say something like this, thus when he heard these words, his mood greatly improved.

Perhaps the girl before him still has yet to fully open her heart to him, but he knew, this was her showing her trust in him.

And all he could do was to not betray this trust.

The two sat all the way until the latter half of the night. During the latter half of the night, Qingyan could no longer fight off the continued weariness, and fell asleep on Murong Jingxuan's shoulder. As for him, he did what he could to maintain his position so that she could sleep a bit more peacefully.

Regarding Weisheng Junmo, he'd also heard his spies mentioning.

After Qilian Qingyan's death, Weisheng Junmo left Nanchen. But his exact whereabouts, no one knew. However, he knew that half a year after Weisheng Junmo left, a ruthless organization appeared in Jianghu----The Eight Trigram Sect.

The Eight Trigram Sect specialized chivalrous acts in the other three kingdoms, but whenever they target Nanchen, they were always vicious and merciless. It was as if the people of this sect were specifically targeting Nanchen.

Some say that the one behind this organization is Weisheng Junmo.

Some also say that Weisheng Junmo was driven mad by love, lashing out against the Nanchen monarch in a mad rage.

But he knew, only through this kind of method, can Weisheng Junmo quell the hatred in his heart.

One was his beloved, one was his revered elder brother, choosing between two difficult choices.

In the end, the only thing he could do was to watch as his beloved maiden get sent into the Imperial Palace.

From the Crown Prince's Consort to the Empress, every step, a staggering heart.

Yet no one knows, how painful it was for Weisheng Junmo in those countless nights.

And in the end, he could only watch as his beloved chose death.

But Yan'er, that kind of thing, you need not worry about.

Because we're different.

You're not Qilian Qingyan, and I'm not Weisheng Junmo.

That's why, in this life, I'm willing to hold your hand, and grow old with you.

The horizon began to gradually grow light; the top of the mountain was enveloped by a hazy fog.

When all was silent, the sound of a bird's cry came from the sky, breaking the night's silence.

Just then, Qingyan opened her eyes at once and looked to the marble white sun emerging from the eastern horizon. She turned to the young man next to her, who was watching her this whole time, "Perhaps only at a time like this, can I feel a momentary peace.

Suddenly, a shining light appeared on the horizon, dazzling the eyes.

Murong Jingxuan watched the emotionally moved young maiden in his arms and held her even tighter, "If you like it, then from now on, we can always come here to watch the sunrise."

She looked to him and gathered cape on her shoulders, "If one day we retire to Jianghu, it's not too late to say these words then."

Qingyan wanted to stand up to stretch her muscles, but who knew that as soon as she stood, she almost became too intimate with the ground. Fortunately, Murong Jingxuan was able to pull her into his arms at once.

"It's still very early, no need to be this excited." Seeing the girl in his arms beginning to blush, his mood drastically improved.

Seems like this is his first time seeing Qingyan blush like this.

"Murong Jingxuan, you're shameless!" Qingyan said as she pushed him away. But who would've thought that just as she pushed him away, because of her numb legs, she sat down onto the ground."

Seeing her flustered, Murong Jingxuan couldn't help but smile, "Yan'er, don't be so excited."

Qingyan looked to his playful manner, unsure whether she was angry at herself or what he just said, "You bastard."

Murong Jingxuan walked up next to her and stretched out his hand, carefully adding, "Yes, I'm shameless."

Qingyan turned to his outstretched hand, "Let's go back. After all, there's still a hard battle waiting for me to deal with back at the Su manor."

Murong Jingxuan held on to her waist and descended the mountain.

The early morning cold wind brushed passed Qingyan's ears, but she found that she was more awake than ever right now. She must work up her spirit to deal with all that's to come.

Ning Siyao, Chai Yiyun, Su Qingyuan, Su Qingwen, and the Su manor's everything will all become dust.

And she looked forward to that day's coming.

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Nianxia didn't know why she'd fallen asleep the night before, but by the time she awoke, the scene before her immediately entered her eyes.

On the bed laid a man and a woman, and that young woman was none other than their Su manor's first miss, Su Qingyuan.

Nianxia immediately screamed out in a panic. And when Su Qingyuan's four servant girls pushed open the door, they too saw the same scene.

They all covered their mouths, fighting to not let out a sound. And at this moment, Su Qingyuan was not showing any signs of waking up.

Dongmei was a decisive girl; upon seeing this scene she immediately rushed to report to Ning Siyao.

When Ning Siyao heard about this matter, she also felt it was unimaginable. She was clearly waiting for the news of Su Qingyan losing her purity, but in the end why was it her daughter that made a fool of herself.

When Ning Siyao rushed to Yuanxin yard, she saw Su Qingyuan lying there, and next to her was that man from last night that was suppose to kidnap Su Qingyan.

Ning Siyao slapped the man across the face at once, and the man immediately woke from the shock. Coming to realization, he looked back to Ning Siyao.

Ning Siyao looked to him and berated him in a cold voice, "Get lost!"

The man didn't know why such a thing happened either. Su Qingyan was clearly the one he kidnapped, yet why when he woke, he was lying next Su Qingyuan. But before he could react, a sharp sword was already stabbed into his chest.

He stared at the sharp sword on his chest and slowly collapsed before Ning Siyao.

"My poor daughter! Just what have I done to deserve this!" Ning Siyao leaned over Su Qingyuan's bed and cried loudly. But even so, Su Qingyuan still didn't show signs of waking.

"Yuan'er, my poor Yuan'er!" Ning Siyao cried as she shook Su Qingyuan's body, "What's wrong, why did you become like this?!"

Su Qingyuan finally had a reaction, but when she saw Ning Siyao, she loudly screamed out. Screaming not to touch her, and screaming not to hurt her.

Every one of these words pained her heart, as if it was all being carved onto her body.

"Yuan'er, it's mother, I'm your mother!" Ning Siyao cried as she immediately pulled Su Qingyuan into her arms.

Su Qingyuan seem to have slowly regained her usual demeanor, but her eyes remained empty, empty to the point where no life reflected in her eyes.

Ning Siyao didn't know why she immediately thought of Su Qingyan. She grabbed the pair of scissors by the bed and charged out.

Su Qingyan, I will kill you!