"Bring them in. Once they wake up, send them out."
"Yes, Young Master," Qing Feng said calmly, turning to carry out the order. Ming Yue, with her lively personality, followed him out, raising an eyebrow in confusion as she asked, "Young Master is so strange, he never saves women, why did he save that woman?"
"Go, it's none of your business," Qing Feng scoffed. It was all the fault of this nosy fellow by his side. If their master knew it was a pregnant woman, how could he not save her? He had always had a soft spot for children and the elderly, so of course, he wouldn't stand by and let someone die.
However, he was worried about how that woman had managed to get through the swamp. It wasn't a place anyone could easily pass through.
"Let's go. You caused this mess, so you go bring them in, examine them, and then send them out once they're well, or the Young Master will surely punish you."
"I know," Ming Yue frowned, looking up at the sky, trying hard to recall if he had asked for them to be saved. He had merely been watching the drama unfold.
That woman was injured again, and it was the Young Master who wanted to save her, wasn't it? Why was he always the unlucky one when something happened? Ming Yue glared angrily at the peach blossom forest.
Qing Yao woke up the next day.
Outside the window, birds chirped, and the sunlight was bright and dazzling, everything was so beautiful. Pink peach blossoms drifted by in the fragrant breeze, and one was gently carried in by the wind. For some reason, her heart felt a sense of ease.
Everything would be alright. She had finally arrived at Wuxing Valley. Wuxing wasn't truly heartless; she knew he wouldn't stand by and watch her die.
Since that was the case, a cold glint appeared in Qing Yao's eyes, sharply cutting through her dark pupils. She would become strong, and she would reclaim everything that had been lost.
Mei Xin, Miss will take you away from there.
Mo Chou and Mo You stood by the bedside. Seeing her wake up, their anxious faces finally relaxed.
"Miss, are you alright?"
Qing Yao shook her head and sat up, turning to survey the items in the room. It was simple and unadorned: a bed, a table, two round stools, and a coat rack by the bed with two clothes hanging on it. It was a very masculine room.
"Where is this place?"
Qing Yao's voice was a little hoarse, perhaps from the anxiety of the past few days or from an internal fever.
Before Mo Chou could reply, the door creaked open, and a boy as radiant as the sun walked in.
He was about the same age as Mo You, around thirteen or fourteen. His skin was tanned, and his eyes were large and bright, as if they could speak. As soon as he walked in and saw the three of them, his expression soured, and he sternly told them to leave.
"Alright, now that you're awake, hurry up and leave. Otherwise, I won't even have a room to sleep in."
It turned out this was the boy's room. Qing Yao frowned and thought. She remembered Wuxing calling this boy Ming Yue. Indeed, he was as bright as the moon, pleasing to the eye, and seemed to radiate warmth within three feet.
"Ming Yue, I want to see Young Master Wuxing."
Qing Yao spoke neither servilely nor arrogantly. She had come to Wuxing Valley specifically to apprentice, and since she was here, she wouldn't leave empty-handed.
When Ming Yue heard her words, his eyes widened as if he were looking at a monster. Finally, he let out a chuckle and pointed mischievously at Mu Qing Yao.
"You still haven't given up? Let me tell you, the Young Master will never take you as his disciple. He doesn't like women. Hurry up and leave, or I'll surely be punished."
Ming Yue's smile turned serious.
It was all his fault for talking too much yesterday, causing him to give up his own room and sleep in a makeshift tent in the peach blossom forest. Now his back ached.
If they didn't leave soon, he was afraid he'd have to sleep in the peach blossom forest again. The Young Master wouldn't bother with other people's affairs.
"What if I say I won't leave?" Qing Yao's fair and beautiful face was as radiant as a camellia, her eyes holding suppressed determination, and a slight smile curved her lips, carrying a hint of coolness.
"If he doesn't take us, that's fine. We'll just stay here and not leave. Anyway, the mountains are beautiful, the flowers are beautiful, and the environment is beautiful. It would be even better if we could stay here forever."
Although Qing Yao spoke earnestly, there was a clear hint of childish stubbornness in her tone.
Mo Chou and Mo You were stunned. They had never seen their Miss like this before.
In the bedroom, the young Ming Yue was dumbfounded, seemingly never having encountered such a situation. A blush spread across his radiant face, and he angrily pointed at Mu Qing Yao.
"And people like you! To shamelessly linger in someone else's place without blushing or batting an eye. Even if you linger here, it's useless. The Young Master will never see you anyway. Women are really all trouble."
By the end, Ming Yue was almost furious. He stomped his foot angrily and glared fiercely at Qing Yao. Qing Yao suddenly let out a loud laugh.
She found it amusing to see Ming Yue flustered. The boy's awkwardness and his wild accusations made her discover something fun.
He seemed bad at dealing with women. Was his master the same?
"Anyway, I'm not leaving. If Young Master Wuxing doesn't see us, we'll just stay here."
Knowing Ming Yue's weakness, Mu Qing Yao became even more impudent. The torment and pain she had endured for days seemed to dissipate a lot.
Now, she genuinely liked Wuxing Valley. Regardless of what outsiders said, the people here seemed very simple.
"If you dare to stay here, I'll kick you out."
Ming Yue was exasperated, his face turning red as he argued with Qing Yao.
Mo Chou and Mo You looked at each other and then at Qing Yao. They finally noticed that their Miss's spirits had improved considerably. Her eyes were bright, and the gloom seemed to have vanished.
This made them very happy, and they didn't stop her from arguing with Ming Yue. They just watched the show from the side, occasionally nodding in agreement with their Miss.
"Go ahead and kick me out. Anyway, I, and the child in my belly, are here. You can chase us out, kill us, or poison us. It's up to you. Anyway, our lives are cheap. We'll die wherever we go. You can do whatever you want with us."
As Qing Yao spoke, thinking of Mei Xin's death, her eyes turned red, looking pitiful.
Ming Yue, who had been glaring at her furiously, became confused when he saw her eyes redden. Finally, he stomped his foot and said weakly, "I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to find the Young Master. Is there really someone like this?"
With that, he flashed away like a gust of wind and disappeared.
The three people in the bedroom gasped. Such powerful martial arts! How powerful was Wuxing himself? Just looking at his two attendants, who were so skilled, how powerful must he be?
Qing Yao turned to look at Mo Chou and Mo You, her face serious and determined.
"We must learn martial arts well, or we will be bullied everywhere. Now, not only must we learn martial arts well, but I also want to build a force. I will not let go of those who have harmed me."
By the end, her voice was as cold as ice, floating up from hell.