Chapter 26 Sleep Talk
In order to check on Su Qingyan''s situation, after taking care of everything, Murong Jingxuan returned
once more to the Yingshuang residence.
As he watched the sleeping Qingyan on the bed, he felt a tinge of pain resonated in his chest. He had
always been paying attention to this girl before him.
She was theughing stock of Diqiu to the people that lived within its walls, arrogant and prideful,
utterly mannerless. Even he had a hard time seeing the young girl that saved him many years ago in
her.
The little girl that had saved him many years ago, despite having unintentionally saved him, was filled
with such warmth.
Deep in the forest in the dead of night, a 14 year old boy and a 10 year old girl. At that moment, he
thought how nice it would be to return to that time.
As for her, since when did she be so condescending.
The girl in his memories loved to smile and had carried such an innocent and pure smile. Even in the
forest, she was able to warmly care for him.
Why did the things he remembered, she hadpletely forgotten?
Was it because she was always suffering, that she end up like this? To use any means necessary in
order to achieve her goal.
Everything that had happened until now, he was unable to imagine.
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"Qilian Qingyi, even if I were to fall to hell, I will drag you along to apany me." Two rows of tears
fell along Su Qingyan''s cheeks.
As he listened to her sleep talk, Murong Jingxuan furrowed his brows.
Qilian Qingyi? Wasn''t that the true name of the current Empress of Nanchen? But, how could she, a
daughter of a simple general, know her true name?
"Weisheng Junyan, I vowed by my name, Qilian Qingyan, that from now on you and I, have nothing to
do with one another."
Weisheng Junyan? Wasn''t that the current Emperor of Nanchen''s name, and just how did she learn of
this?
All in all, what is the meaning behind all this?
"Qilian Qingyi, I curse you, curse you to never obtain Weisheng Junyan''s heart for all of eternity. Not
only you, but also your son. I curse you to be torn from limb to limb, and your son slowly devour to
death by a thousand insects."
Murong Jingxuan listened to her sleep talk as his brows tightened into a knot. When he turned around
again, he saw two streams of tears rolling down her face.
Just what was she experiencing in her dreams for her to cry like this in despair? To cry out such
desperate words, just who in the world was she?
"Yan''er, I won''t leave you." Murong Jingxuan stroked her forehead. Just when he was about to retract
his hand, he felt something tightly grasped his hand.
"Junmo, I''m sorry, if it wasn''t for the Qilian family, I wouldn''t have married him. But I realize now that I
was wrong. I foolishly lost, lost to the point that I''ve sent my family to the grave." It was as if she''d
found salvation, crying out in a soft voice.
"Junmo, Ning''er and Qing''er, I leave everything to you. I hope you can take care of them. They are my
only worry in this life." Su Qingyan grasped his hand tighter.
Murong Jingxuan listened as if he''d heard something he wasn''t suppose to.
He once heard his mother mention that Qilian Qingyan and Weisheng Junmo were childhood
sweethearts. But who knew in the end that it was Weisheng Junyan that stole away Qilian Qingyan.
And as for Weisheng Junyan, he seemed to have never taken a bride because of her.
Five years ago after Qilian Qingyan died, Weisheng Junmo disappeared from the history of Nanchen
along with her. Some say that he followed after Qilian Qingyan in death. Some also say that he was
just unwilling to face the pain of losing Qilian Qingyan and distanced himself from politics, traveling the
world.
Yet he knew that five years ago a sect called the Eight Trigrams* formed and began to spread across
the four kingdoms. It''s said that every single person in the sect had top ss martial art skills.
Wherever they were, not a single life remained. And most importantly this organization was solely
targeting Nanchen.
(*TN: The same one referred to in Taoist practice)
But regarding the inside information of the Eight Trigram Sect, even he didn''t know much.
"Yan''er, I won''t leave you." Murong Jingxuan said this as he tightly held her hand.
So what if she wanted to topple the entire Nanchen kingdom? He will definitely follow her till the end.
And if she wanted to take the life of Weisheng Junyan? He will surely destroy Nanchen, just for a smile.
Su Qingyan, no matter who you really are, or what you''ve experienced in your dreams, in my heart, you
are still the young girl from that time.
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When Qingyan heard Zizhu''s voice, she hazily opened her eyes. Last night, she seemed to have
dreamt of many things.
Qilian Qingyi, Weisheng Junyan, Weisheng Junmo, and her two children.
Qingyan closed her eyes and forced back her tears. From now on, in this world, Qilian Qingyan is of no
more. She is now just the daughter of Su Yun, Su Qingyan.
"Miss, are you awake? I''vee to help miss get ready." Zizhu''s voice once again sounded from
outside the door.
Qingyan paused for a moment before replying, "Zizhue in."
With that said, Zizhu entered carrying a bowl. On top the bowl were the various tools used for
grooming.
"Miss, could it be that you had a nightmarest night?" Zizhu studied her face and suddenly asked in
surprise.
"In a way, yes." Qingyan looked to Zizhu and helplessly answered, "And just how did you know that I
had a nightmare?"
"I remembered that in the past, miss would only wake thiste if miss had a nightmare." Zizhu said this
as she handed Qingyan a towel.
After Zizhu helped Qingyan wash up, Baizhi came in and began to fix Qingyan''s hair.
"Miss, what kind of hairstyle would like for today? If you ask me, why don''t we leave the hair down and
tie a simple loop at the top. Although I heard that there seems to be ss at Bogu Hall today?"
"Then I''ll have it as you''ve said, Zizhu go prepare my things for school today. I''ll have Qingdai and
Chishao apany me to school today." Su Qingyan looked at her reflection in the mirror and smiled.
"Alright, and the snacks that Huangcen prepared for young miss has already been prepared. Today she
prepared miss''s favorite red bean cakes."
Su Qingyan stood up and looked to Baizhi, "I know you all are the best, don''t let anyone bully you
here."
Baizhi looked to Qingyan with a smile and repliedughing, "Don''t worry, ever since our yard started
raising those unnoticedable little ones, many people don''t even dare to approach us."
Listening to Baizhi''s words, Su Qingyan smirked. Although this was something she expected, she
worried that someone would try to stir up trouble because of this.
Since it has been quite for this long, it seems the second house and third house should have started to
make a move.
As for what interesting things will ur, she was looking forward to it more than anyone else.
"Miss, for breakfast this morning, I prepared polished rice porridge." Huangcen said as she came in
with the food, "I just heard from Qingdai that the first young miss seems to be suffering from some
curse, so the madam has been looking for someone to drive out the evil spirits and repel ghosts."
"Oh!" Su Qingyan raised her brows as she ate her porridge, "What has Su Qingyuan been cursed
with?"