Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 207 Father Shi Takes Action
Hearing Shi Xuanling's cold warning, Lan Yubai laughed in anger: "He comes to kill me, if I don't fight back, am I just going to sit there and wait for death?"

"Can he kill you?"

Shi Xuanling still looked at Lan Yubai coldly, as if she could see through his heart at a glance: "You deliberately spread the word that you were going to carry the coffin back to Youzhou today, wasn't it just to lure him here to die? You are surrounded by many experts, and you have laid a net to wait for him. Even if he dies in this bamboo forest today, you can only bear the name of 'self-defense counterattack', and no one can blame you, right?"

"Do you think Yue Wujiu doesn't know this?" Lan Yubai remained calm after being exposed. He just snorted and sneered, "He came here knowing that he was going to die. He did it even though he knew it was impossible. He is stupid!"

"He was really stupid. He risked everything and risked his life because he had no other choice but to rely on. He saw no hope of overturning the verdict and only had his own life left."

Shi Xuanling's throat was hoarse, and she tightened her arms around the person in her arms. She lowered her eyes to look at the bloodstained face, and her voice was like a dream: "You are still imitating others to write a farewell letter, and you are foolishly making a 'promise in the next life'. Have I agreed? Have you asked me in person if I am willing? Are you willing to give up this life... and only the next life?"

A tear fell from the girl's eyes. She turned sideways to face Lan Yubai without raising her head. She just said softly,

"Master Helan, please let him go. He has nothing left and will never get close to you again. After you return to Youzhou, he will never set foot on your territory to seek revenge on you. He may even never appear in front of you again in this life. The Yue family has been completely destroyed. No matter how much grudges and hatreds there were between our ancestors, this price is... enough. Let's stop here, okay?"

"Enough?" Lan Yubai raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the unconscious boy in Shi Xuanling's arms, and said meaningfully: "Do you think... it's really enough?"

Shi Xuanling's light-colored pupils moved. She did not answer Lan Yubai's question. She only looked up at the convoy behind him and said in a cold tone:
"This year's snow has indeed lasted a long time, like a dream. Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful the snow in the Imperial City is, it cannot be brought to Youzhou. Look, my sister is still lying in that cold coffin, her body is still warm. She has so many unfulfilled wishes and regrets in this life. You have hurt her so deeply, and now you want to kill the last orphan of the Yue family, the brother she loved most in this life, in front of her?"

"Don't use Jiu Niang to stab me in the heart!" Lan Yubai seemed to be hurt, his eyes suddenly reddened, and his expression became excited: "I dared to attack the Yue family when she was alive, so would I still be afraid if she died?"

"It's not fear, it's heartache." Shi Xuanling's tone was still deep, looking at the dark coffin through the flying snow, "You have been married for many years. If you have any real pity and heartache for her, you will never kill her loved ones in front of her coffin. Her soul is still lingering in this wind and snow, still looking at you. If a person has a deep obsession after death and doesn't want to go to the afterlife, do you really have the heart to trap her in this bamboo forest forever, so that she will never be free in her life?"

"Shut up! Stop talking!"

Lan Yubai's face changed, and his breathing became disordered. He looked up into the air as if possessed by a ghost, his eyes became redder and redder, as if he could really see Jiu Niang's figure faintly. The unspeakable dull pain in his heart came over him again, and as his white hair flew, he felt cold from head to toe. The person who had snuggled up with him and kept him warm was... never to come back.

A person who is obsessed with lust is like holding a torch and walking against the wind; he will surely burn his hands. Pei Shixi was right, the fire in his hand had gone out. He clearly had no weaknesses or concerns anymore, but the warmth that belonged to him had also disappeared, leaving only the bone-chilling cold. How he wished at this moment that the fire could be ignited again, even if the flames devoured him and burned him beyond recognition, he would be happy with it!
Seeing Lan Yubai's agitated emotions and painful expression, Shi Xuanling couldn't help but sigh. She hugged the man in her arms tighter, but slowly raised the Splashing Star Bow with her other hand, and said calmly to Lan Yubai and his group:
"I have said everything I need to say, Lan Yubai. I don't want to fight with you, but if you still insist on taking my husband's life today, then I don't mind letting you experience the power of the magic arrow technique again. This time, I can't guarantee whether it will scratch your arm or pierce your chest."

"You!" Lan Yubai suddenly clenched his fists, but met the girl's fearless eyes. They stared at each other in the wind and snow for an unknown amount of time before Lan Yubai gritted his teeth and said in hatred:

"Even if I don't kill him today, there are many people who want to kill him. Even if you can save him once, how many times can you protect him in the future?"

"This is my business, this is the path I want to take, so you don't need to worry about it."

Lan Yubai looked at Shi Xuanling with a determined face. For some reason, while he was angry, he also admired her determination and courage. This was something he... had never given Jiu Niang.

He took a deep breath and couldn't help but said sincerely: "Shi Xuanling, your path is not feasible, because you and Yue Wujiu are not of the same kind. As long as he is with you, he is doomed to be doomed. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"The more you want to keep him, the more you love him, the faster he will die. Just like me and Jiu Niang, sometimes letting go can lead to... another kind of perfection."

Hearing the implication in Lan Yu's words, Shi Xuanling was slightly startled. As expected, he turned his back, as if feeling sympathy for his fellow human beings, and said sadly to the coffin in the wind and snow:

"If I could do it all over again, I would definitely send Jiu Niang away and never see her again in this life. I would rather she forget about me and become a stranger to me. As long as she can live well, it will be enough. After all, there is nothing more painful than watching her die in front of me..." -

In Shi Mansion, the cold moon hangs high in the sky and everything is silent.

The room was filled with warm smoke. Above the bed, two figures were faintly visible between the curtains. They were Yue Wujiu and Shen Qianjun.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the bed, Shen Qianjun placed his hands on Yue Wujiu's back, transferring his internal energy to him and healing his injuries.

Yue Wujiu was seriously injured. The masters under Lan Yubai attacked so ruthlessly that they almost shattered his heart meridian. Although Shi Xuanling was a miraculous doctor, Yue Wujiu's internal injuries were too serious to be saved by elixirs alone. He needed a person with profound internal skills to protect his heart meridian, force out the blood clots in his body, and let him regain his vitality.

Although Shi Xuanling has extraordinary abilities, she is young after all, has not practiced martial arts for long, and her foundation is still shallow. The power of the Fire Phoenix King in her body is also temporarily sealed, so her internal strength is not enough to save Yue Wujiu.

Among the brothers who followed Yue Wujiu, only Shen Qianjun had the highest martial arts skills. When he learned that Yue Wujiu was seriously injured, he stood up without hesitation. Unfortunately, although he wanted to save him, he was "powerless to save the situation."

The endless amount of internal energy that was input into Yue Wujiu's body was like a drop in the ocean; no matter how much was input, it was of no use.

Shi Xuanling was standing by and found that Yue Wujiu was still pale, his hands and feet were cold, and his pulse was extremely weak. It seemed that Shen Qianjun's internal energy could not be replenished into his body at all!
"Brother Shen, don't force yourself. Stop now. You won't be able to bear it if you continue like this!"

Shi Xuanling saw that Shen Qianjun's lips turned pale and his palms trembled due to excessive consumption of internal energy. She wanted to stop him desperately, but Shen Qianjun gritted his teeth and persisted, refusing to retract his palms.

Finally, his body shook violently and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Fortunately, Shi Xuanling was quick to support him and prevented him from falling off the bed.

"It's me, I'm too useless. My internal strength is still not enough to protect the prince's heart. No, I have to try again..."

Shen Qianjun's eyes were dizzy and he was out of breath, but he still struggled to get up and continue to save Yue Wujiu. Shi Xuanling quickly held him down, "Brother Shen, you have tried your best. Don't force yourself to use your energy anymore, otherwise you will die!"

"This life of mine was originally given by the prince. He is a man of great affection. He does not want to drag us brothers down this time, so he goes alone to kill the enemy. I respect him as a man. Even if I have to sacrifice my life today, I will save the prince!"

"Brother Shen, you can't be impulsive..."

Shi Xuanling hurriedly tried to stop Shen Qianjun. Shen Qianjun gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but he felt weak all over. Seeing that he was in a desperate situation and at a loss, the door was suddenly pushed open by a pair of hands, and a steady voice suddenly sounded in the room -

"I come!"

Shi Xuanling and Shen Qianjun were caught off guard and looked towards the door together. Under the cold moon, a man in a vermilion official uniform stood in the wind. His temperament was old-fashioned and solemn, his eyebrows were gentle and elegant, just like a weak civil servant. There was no sign of a peerless master at all.

It was Shi Xuanling's father, Shi Zhongqing.

He strode into the room, his robes fluttering in the wind, his expression firm, and every word he spoke resonantly and powerfully—

"No one's life needs to be sacrificed. I will lend you a helping hand. I will personally rescue my son-in-law!"