Chapter 309: Chapter 309 Minister under the Skirt (31)
Xie Shu seemed to hear some amusing joke, bursting out laughing directly.
“Miss Jun, you should know where to draw the line when joking. How could a cripple like me lose control of his strength?”
If he had any strength, would he have ended up in such a state?
However, the carriage was very quiet, even Wu Di, who was always so active, was now quietly squatting in a corner.
In Tianjin Mouse’s eyes, there was nothing but sympathy.
This good-looking little person was truly pitiful.
Pity for the similarly afflicted.
Shen Yaoye also looked at him with a somber face.
Xie Shu turned to look at Chuzheng, his dark pupils as if they had been doused with the thickest ink, making people feel chilly at a glance.
Chuzheng pressed his head against her shoulder: “It’s okay, don’t be afraid.”
“Young Master Xie,” Shen Yaoye said, “do you not know what’s inside your body?”
Xie Shu suddenly pressed his face close to Chuzheng, not answering Shen Yaoye.
Shen Yaoye’s gaze flickered slightly and he spoke slowly, “Rumor has it that Heavy Snow Night Moon possesses the power to command heaven and earth. Five years ago, the Jun Family and two other families wanted to seize this power, which is why Heavy Snow Night Moon was destroyed.”
Xie Shu wrapped his arms around Chuzheng’s waist and scoffed, “If Heavy Snow Night Moon really had such power, there was no need for it to be destroyed.”
“Indeed,” Shen Yaoye murmured softly, “The people from the three major families didn’t find what they were looking for in Heavy Snow Night Moon.”
He paused: “But now, it seems like it should be within Young Master Xie’s body.”
Xie Shu revealed one eye, the dark pupil staring at Shen Yaoye: “Do you want it?”
The man was wrapped up completely, showing only his head, and at this moment, most of his face was buried in Chuzheng’s shoulder, revealing just one dark eye, which was truly a bit frightening.
A chill rose up Shen Yaoye’s back.
In this carriage, one surnamed Jun and one surnamed Shen, both were his enemies in reckoning.
But Shen Yaoye hadn’t been involved in that incident.
At that time, his relationship with the Shen Family was very tense, and if it wasn’t for… he wouldn’t have paid attention to the matter.
Moreover, he was following Chuzheng only for the Primordial Spirit Golden Pill.
“No one can take away what’s yours.” Chuzheng patted his back, her tone was calm but carried a firm reassurance: “I’m here, don’t be afraid.”
Xie Shu’s body stiffened slightly.
He closed his eyes, holding Chuzheng even tighter.
Xie Shu, you’re clinging to the warmth you have now, which may bring you irreparable doom.
But he couldn’t bear to let go of her.
She was the only warmth he could cling to.
She was too good to him.
So good that he almost forgot who he was.
Who she was…
“Did I… really kill a lot of people?” Xie Shu asked softly.
“Mm-hm.” Chuzheng’s little face was serious, making it completely unbelievable that she was spouting nonsense.
Shen Yaoye choked on his saliva.
Why did Miss Jun want to deceive him?
Not a single one of those people had died.
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Chuzheng looked at the vast expanse of white snow in front of her, with snowflakes falling from the sky.
She stepped on the snowy ground and walked a distance ahead.
The snow was too deep; one step down and it went over the knees.
Looking from afar, there were no buildings at all; the whole world was pure white.
“Is this Heavy Snow Night Moon?” This was so different from what she had imagined! Apart from snow, there was nothing else.
“We’re not there yet.” Shen Yaoye’s voice came through.
“Why is it so cold here?” Fang Sheng and the others hopped around in the back: “Even Xuan Qi can’t keep out the cold.”
The carriage couldn’t proceed any further, nor could they fly to the outside of Heavy Snow Night Moon; they had to walk in.
Chuzheng had Fang Sheng wait outside with Tianjin Mouse and Wu Di while she took Xie Shu with her.
The ground was piled with thick snow, with Xie Shu’s steps sinking deep and emerging shallow, his body wobbling.
Those with cultivation were all seriously cold, not to mention Xie Shu, who had no cultivation at all.