PNB Chapter 116 One Person's Traces
Chapter 116 One Person's Traces
"So—how long I fought Balzeb, how long you fought General Thunder?" Xuan Qing leaned against the window, having just poured herself a glass of water, when she heard this news from Xuan Yue, almost dropping the teacup...
It wasn't that he didn't trust Xuan Yue, but rather that he hadn't expected to fight General Lei Dian almost unscathed. If it weren't for the few tears in his clothes, he would have questioned General Lei Dian's fighting prowess.
Moreover, judging from the reactions of the common people, he and Lei Yingdian had been fighting for at least several days, and this was under the condition of being evenly matched. But, Xuan Yue was actually able to fight the "Thunder General," who possessed the body of a demon god, for so long…
"...Yes, she absolutely refuses to let me into the Pure Land of One Heart. My plan is simple: just beat her until she lets me in." Xuan Yue was getting gauze and alcohol, but she said it was nothing serious.
Xuanqing (???‖): (Who did you learn this habit from...)
"Anyway, that's how it is. We were interrupted by Lei Yingdian before we could even decide a winner, but in the end, I still got into the Pure Land of One Heart, which means this method is still effective." (′▽｀)ノ? Xuan Yue was in a particularly good mood, humming a little tune as she bandaged Xuan Qing.
Xuan Yue was very skilled and tied a bow in no time.
"Alright...perfect." ヾ(^▽^*)))
Xuanqing: ...
And look at the result: Xuan Qing's entire body was wrapped in gauze by Xuan Yue. Only his head was showing...
"Sigh... Stop bothering me, I'm going to tie my hair up. I'll get ready to go check on Kong and the others." Xuan Qing stopped the hand that was about to wrap another layer of gauze around her, and quickly prepared to change her clothes, lest the person in front of her try anything again.
"Alright..." Seeing this, Xuan Yue had no choice but to give up, but Xuan Qing's physique was really good. His eight-pack abs were soft and felt so good to the touch, and that waist... (Mu Xiang: Stop thinking about it! If you keep thinking about it, you'll get a complaint! Xuan Yue (feeling wronged): Oh...)
The old black robe I wore before is no longer wearable, but Xuan Yue has a spare one. It's just that... this robe is dark brown overall, with golden auspicious cloud patterns, and the collar is specially embroidered with an ancient palindrome pattern, symbolizing peace.
Seeing such an elaborate robe and that familiar color scheme, Xuan Qing became increasingly suspicious…
"Ah Yue, did you go through Zhong Li's wardrobe?"
“Yes, yes… wait a minute,” Xuan Yue suddenly realized that what she was saying sounded strange: “No! This robe was specially made by Zhong Li when he knew you were back. I was going to send it to you, but you had already gone to repair the earth veins at that time… after you came back, you slept for 3 months, and I threw this robe into my space… I only remembered it now.”
Xuan Yue couldn't help but scratch her head, while Xuan Qing looked at the robe with a strange expression, but... never mind.
Although the outfit looks simple overall, it is serious, dignified and noble, which elevates Xuan Qing's already imposing aura to another level.
Xuan Yue took out a hairband and tied Xuan Qing's hair on both sides behind his head, making him look more gentle and at least a little more human.
"Haa~" After finishing combing Xuanqing's hair, she kept yawning, but still shook her head to wake herself up.
"Go to sleep if you're tired. You've worked hard these past few days." Xuan Qing said, then pulled Xuan Yue onto his lap. Xuan Yue wanted to say something more, but sleepiness overcame him instantly, and he fell into a deep sleep in Xuan Qing's arms…
Sweet dreams...
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"Ugh... Ah..." Rubbing her eyes, which she had just woken up, Xuan Yue subconsciously called out to Xuan Qing, "A Qing, what time is it now..."
But there was no sound…
"Aqing? Aqing!" Xuan Yue called out a few more times, but still no one answered. Xuan Yue immediately opened his eyes. He looked around and realized that this was indeed his and Aqing's cave. He was sitting on the stone bed.
But that person was nowhere to be seen…
"Where is Xuanqing..." Xuan Yue began to be wary of his surroundings. He was in Daoqi with Xuanqing before he fell asleep, so how could he have suddenly returned to Liyue?
He scanned his surroundings once more. Finally, he noticed something amiss…
On the stone table over there, only one teacup was filled with tea, while the other lay upside down on the tea table, showing no signs of having been drunk from. Xuanqing had a habit of always taking both cups out and placing them on the tea table, whether he drank the tea or not, or putting them both upside down back on the tea table.
Also, he had become obsessed with some novels and bought so many that he couldn't fit them all, so Xuan Qing put them in the bedside table. But now... it's completely empty.
The cabinet used to store his snacks; the photo frame of him and Xuanqing; the little gadgets Liuyun would occasionally give him; the spare flower seeds prepared for Lishui; the dozen or so jars of Chenyu Valley tea next to the cabinet—all seemed to have vanished into thin air.
……
There are many such places. The huge cave dwelling is as if only one person lives there, with no trace of a second person. This is also bad news for Xuan Yue.
"Where...am I...?"
--small theater--
Xuan Yue (「▼皿▼): "Mu Xiang! It's not fair! Why can Xuan Qing touch me, but I can't touch him back!" Xuan Yue felt a little unbalanced.
Mu Xiang (-i_-): "Um... Little Xuan Yue, back then you were your true form..."
Xuan Yue: "But he also often touches my head."
"Um... um... why don't you go and touch it back?"
"!" Xuan Yue actually went to find Xuan Qing after hearing Mu Xiang's words. He could only stand on tiptoe and still not reach the top of Xuan Qing's head. He was instantly unconvinced, pouted, and went off to sulk.
"Here you go." Xuan Qing patted Xuan Yue's shoulder, who was sulking. He then knelt on one knee and placed Xuan Yue's hand on his head: "Look, you can touch it now."
"Yes, Qing is the best!" o(≧▽≦)o
Xuanqing's hair is also exceptionally good; even without frequent styling, it remains remarkably smooth and feels cool to the touch, like silk.
"Now that you've touched it, don't be angry anymore..."
"Ah."
At this moment, Mu Xiang—(is taking photos frantically, please do not disturb, thank you.)
(Who understands this doting tone! Ahhhhh!) o(*≧▽≦)ツ ~ ┴┴