Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi glanced at Murong Wei and smiled faintly:

"Murong Wei, I bullied you because of my physical body, but I saved you because of my soul."

Choosing to bully you means that my physical self hasn't been controlled by my mental self yet.

Choosing to save you is my spiritual self atoning for my physical self.

Murong Wei and Yun Qianxun were both stunned.

Both of the beauties were puzzled, only feeling that what he was saying didn't seem to be the language of this era.

However, it is indeed very profound, or rather, insane.

Xie Xiaoyi looked at Yun Qianxun, whose breathing had calmed down slightly on the bed, and moved slightly, pointing a finger at her brow.

Before Yun Qianxun could react, a wisp of warm true energy had quietly entered her body, and a warm feeling immediately flowed through her meridians, making her feel extremely comfortable.

"Xie Xiaoyi, what did you do to me?"

"Your meridians have stabilized. I will grant you a stream of tortoise-spirit energy. After meditating and regulating your breathing, you should be able to move around freely again."

So that's how it is?

Yun Qianxun bit her lip, her chest heaving, but she didn't utter a single word of thanks.

Murong Wei looked at her senior sister, then at Xie Xiaoyi, her heart filled with mixed feelings, and she hesitated to speak.

Xie Xiaoyi knew they hated him and didn't want to stay there any longer, so he turned and walked towards the cabin door: "You guys rest, I'm going out for some fresh air."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out of the cabin and closed the door behind him.

......

On the deck, a gentle summer breeze blew, the Canglan River murmured softly, and the starry sky was clear.

Xie Xiaoyi walked to the side of the ship, leaned against the railing, looked up at the night sky, and let out a long breath.

Before and after his time travel, he sometimes felt that his life was very complicated, almost like a joke.

In her past life, she was Mei Xingyao; in this life, she is Xie Xiaoyi; Xie Mo resides in her mind; and she even played Hua Shao for a few days before...

Good people or bad people?

Is it both righteous and evil?

He gazed at the starry sky and softly recited Yang Shen's "Linjiang Xian," his voice low but exceptionally clear in the quiet night:

"The mighty Yangtze River flows eastward, its waves washing away the heroes of the past. Right and wrong, success and failure, all vanish in the blink of an eye. The green hills remain, witnessing countless sunsets."

White-haired fishermen and woodcutters on the riverbank, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of rough wine brings joyful encounters. So many events, past and present, are all consigned to laughter and conversation.

The words fell, and the wind died down.

Suddenly, very light footsteps came from behind.

Yun Qianxun stood beside him, momentarily forgetting her hatred, staring blankly at the river, her heart churning with indescribable emotions.

The green hills remain, how many sunsets have they witnessed?

At such a young age, to be able to compose such desolate and insightful verses seems to indicate that one has already seen through the successes and failures of the world and taken a detached view of the grudges and grievances of half a lifetime.

She suddenly became lost in thought—

He let me go once, and then saved me again.

Back in the East China Sea, he said that the reason he ended up like this was because he had gone mad with evil spirits.

Could it be... that I really misunderstood him?

However, the evidence of his identity as a notorious womanizer is irrefutable, and the humiliation suffered by Junior Sister Murong is absolutely true!

How can this hatred be easily let go?

Xie Xiaoyi didn't turn around, only murmured softly, "What, your injuries have healed a little, and you want to make a move now?"

"I...I'm not that stupid. I'm no match for you right now."

"Then why aren't you resting here?"

"Just like you, you flower thief, I want to see the Canglan River at night."

Yun Qianxun stopped a few steps away from him, also looking up at the starry sky. After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke:

"Xie Xiaoyi... If you weren't a womanizer, if you hadn't done those things, you might... be a very dashing and insightful person."

Xie Xiaoyi turned his head and glanced at her.

The moonlight fell on her face, pale yet clean. The hatred in her eyes remained, but now carried a complex and inexplicable weight.

He suddenly laughed, a little helplessly: "It's a pity, there's no 'if only' in this world."

I am Xie Xiaoyi, and I am indeed a notorious womanizer from a brothel. I can't change that, and I can't clear my name.

Yun Qianxun pursed her lips and clenched her hands slightly.

The river breeze ruffled her hair and also disrupted the light in her eyes.

She looked at Xie Xiaoyi, her mind in turmoil, and suddenly asked, "Then... do you regret it?"

"Yun Qianxun, if I told you that day, my feelings for you... were due to a qi deviation, a loss of control over my own body, would you believe me?"

Yun Qianxun's heart skipped a beat, and after a long while, she uttered a low voice: "I don't know, I don't want to think about it."

Xie Xiaoyi tilted his head, his gaze falling on her face: "You ask me if I regret it? I will tell you the truth."

Your appearance, your aloof and otherworldly demeanor, perfectly capture my aesthetic sensibilities.

With you... I have no regrets!

The only regret is that our meeting wasn't a normal one, nor was it a normal, consensual encounter.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Qianxun's cheeks flushed bright red, and she turned and ran back to the cabin.

The night sky was silent, and the starlight was speechless.

......

The next morning, as dawn broke, sunlight streamed into the cabin.

When Murong Wei woke up, she was a little hungry, so she got up and went to look for something to eat in the cabin.

She searched the cabin, her heart sinking with each turn. Where was Xie Xiaoyi?

She hurried back to Yun Qianxun's cabin and asked in a doubtful voice, "Senior Sister, Xie Xiaoyi... is missing."

Yun Qianxun opened her eyes and propped herself up to sit up.

Was he afraid that I would recover and seek revenge, so he ran away in advance?

Knew it!

You can't trust the flower thief's words. Luckily, I still had a sliver of hope for him last night.

She snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Let them go then. That lecherous scoundrel only saved us on a whim."

Murong Wei pursed her lips, her mind in turmoil: "But he just treated my senior sister's injuries last night, how could he suddenly leave?"

The two walked out of the cabin, went to the bow, and gazed at the vast river. For a moment, they were speechless.

A river breeze blows, and a few swallows fly by. The river is so still that only the sound of water can be heard, as if even time has slowed down.

Just then, a blinding sword light suddenly appeared on the distant horizon.

The sword flashed like lightning, slicing through the morning mist as it hurtled toward the large ship at an astonishing speed.

I gaze intently into the distance.

Xie Xiaoyi arrived on his sword, walking through the air with a woman tightly in his arms.

Yun Qianxun and Murong Wei exchanged a glance, their eyes instantly igniting with anger. They thought to themselves:

This flower thief is truly incorrigible! He feigned deep affection last night, but as soon as it was light, he went out to steal flowers and commit evil again!

Just as Murong Wei was about to speak angrily, Xie Xiaoyi had already sheathed his sword and landed on the ground, standing steadily at the bow of the boat.

Yun Qianxun looked closely and realized that the woman in his arms was the unconscious Yun Jianxue. His heart trembled, and he quickly stepped forward:

"Xie Xiaoyi, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Xie Xiaoyi smiled with narrowed eyes: "You were unconscious during your fight with me in the East Sea earlier, and Yun Jianxue had already appeared then."

She has told me everything about your agreement with Xuanyuan Zhuguang, and she herself is a person with a tragic fate...

I know she's always by your side. The only reason she's not here is that she's become Xuanyuan Zhuguang's hostage.

Yun Qianxun was startled, her face turning pale: "Did you go to Canggu Mountain?"