Chapter 9

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Soon, there were only a few people left in the snow. The old concubine looked at all this, tried to open her mouth desperately, but couldn’t make a sound. Her eyes were angry and full of resentment. She stared at her son fiercely, almost wishing that she could come forward and use her whip to slap this weak son of hers that succumbed to easily.

“Prince Ke Erke has a profound sense of righteousness, which is really rare.” Shi Ying breathed a sigh of relief and nodded towards him. “I know you’re not involved. When all this matter is over, I will naturally appeal to the Imperial Capital, and will try my best to clean you up.”

“Clean what?” Ke Erke shook his head and smiled miserably. “My mother did such a thing under my nose, as the King of the Huotu Clan, I didn’t notice anything. How can I have the face to excuse myself?”

He took a step forward, knelt down on one knee in front of Shi Ying and said: “This is the end of the matter. I am the King of the Huotu Clan, and I am willing to take all the responsibilities. I only want to ask the Great Priest not to implicate the whole clan, then Ke Erke can die in peace…”

Before he finished his words, he flipped his wrist, pulled out a dagger, and cut down his throat!

Shi Ying got shocked, he lifted his hand fast to snap his fingers but his gesture froze in the air. By then the Prince was already dead.

“Don’t!” Zhu Yan exclaimed, and ran over, but it was too late to stop him. Ke Erke’s sword was resolute and fierce, the cut went fast and deep and he lost his breath in a matter of seconds. By the time Zhu Yan reached him, he was already in a different place. She stood frozen in the snow, watching the man who was supposed to be her husband giving his last breath in front of her feet, and her fingers were trembling for a while. She looked down at Ke Erke, then back up at Shi Ying, with a pale face.

Shi Ying watched the scene silently, motionless, then suddenly strengthened her wrist and threw the struggling concubine to the ground, then spoke coldly: “Now, do you understand the pain of those who have been harmed by you? In this world, there is a cycle of cause and effect, never try to escape from it.”

The concubine struggled on the ground and wanted to crawl to her son’s body, but her body refused to move. Tears finally flowed from the eyes of this strong and cruel woman, and condensed into ice in the cold winter storm of the desert.

Zhu Yan was watching the scene with mixed feeling in her heart, her body trembling slightly.

“Since your son used his own blood to clean up the Huotu Clan, I also promise that this matter will stop here and no more people will be involved.” Shi Ying said, and a piece of silver flew out of his sleeve and instantly tied up strongly the Imperial Concubine. “It’s enough to send you to the Imperial Capital for interrogation.”

He looked down at the densely packed urns in the cellar wine, with a sigh in his eyes, and suddenly flicked his sleeve: the bright light came out from the snow, like dozens of lightning bolts.

“Don’t!” Zhu Yan was shocked and remained speechless. Her shout came out too late. The lightning fell from the sky and swirled around the cellar in an instant. The heads of the people were cut off like wheat harvested and rolled off from the wine urns! In just an instant, all the sharks in those human urns died.

Zhu Yan stood there, looking at the heads rolling all over the floor, then at the bridegroom whose head was in a different place, suddenly she felt her body shivering.

“Why… why?” She looked at Shi Ying and asked with a trembling voice, “Why killing them?”

“They have all become like this, let them live one more day, it means to let them suffer one more day, why not just let them die?”

Shi Ying leaned over to look at her, frowning slightly, “Could it be that you still want me to rescue these limbless sharks one by one?”

“It’s not possible?” She was stunned. “You… you obviously can do it!”

“It’s not worth it. If you were put in a wine urn, I might think about it.” Shi Ying took the umbrella from her, walked to the side of Ke Erke’s corpse, stared down for a moment, and sighed, “It’s a pity… this man would have been a very good king! His death is Kongsang’s loss!”

Zhu Yan looked at him silently, her heart was also unspeakably sad. A day ago, she still resisted and loathed this man called husband in her heart, but never thought that she would see him reduced in this way, and bid him farewell in such a cruel way; the fate between people changes in an instant, is so ethereal, like a floating cloud in the sky.

Shi Ying looked back at her and said, “I told you, right? Your husband is a good man. If you married him, you would have nothing to lose.”

“You…” Zhu Yan looked at him and her voice could not help but shaking. She could not suppress her anger and blurted out: “Why didn’t you save him? You could have saved him in time! Why did you watch him kill himself without doing nothing?”

Shi Ying lowered his eyes and said in a cold tone: “Yeah… In that moment I did have time to save him, but why should I save him?”

“He didn’t deserve to die!” Zhu Yan was so angry that she dared to talk back to him: “Aren’t we practicing dharma to help those who don’t deserve to die?”

He raised his eyes and glanced at her faintly, with a calm voice: “Whether he deserves to die or not, it is still better for him to die at this moment. If he can live as an excellent king, it would be worthwhile; If he can live as Princess Zhu Yan’s beloved husband, it would be considered valuable. But now he is nothing; he can neither be the King of Huotu, nor your husband. Why should I waste my energy? Why should I bother to save him? If he survives, he would live a miserable life full of troubles.”

“…” Unable to speak, she stared at the familiar eyes. Such gentle and calm eyes, it turned out to be as cold as death.

“Don’t look at me like that, Ah-Yan. Everyone has his own yardstick in his heart.” As if he felt her mood, he looked at her faintly and asked: “Actually, why do you have to rely on me to save them? Why don’t you save them yourself?”

“I… I can’t make it in time.” She murmured discouraged, suddenly feeling a burst of resentment and glared at him. “You know exactly that I can’t make it! Still ask?!”

“Why? Of course, you can make it in time.” Shi Ying smiled faintly. “You made it in time when the concubine’s knife tried to cut my throat.”

“…” Zhu Yan suddenly froze. Yes, at that time, there was at least a few dozen feet apart between her and the concubine, and the knife was pointed head-on as fast as the wind. But in the midst of this flint, she actually rushed over in time, grasping the blade’s point with her bare hands. Such a thing, now turning around and thinking about it, is almost like a dream. She lowered her head, staring blankly at the deeply visible stab wounds in her palms, unable to speak for a while. Yes, if she really rushed over in that moment, maybe she would have been able to save Ke Erke too?

But… But why didn’t she?

“Of course you can, Ah-Yan. You are more powerful than you think.” Seeing the knife mark in her palm, Shi Ying’s consistent stern tone showed approval for the first time: “Be confident in yourself. Remember: as long as you are willing, you will always be able to do it, and you will always be in time!”

Being so praised for the first time in so many years, Zhu Yan couldn’t help being stunned. After a long while, she raised her head blankly and looked at him: “Really?”

“When did I lie to you?” Shi Ying lifted his finger and passed gently over the bone wound in her hand. The blood flow stopped wherever he touched. “Okay, the matter is over, I will take you home now…”

“Take me home?” She was taken aback for a moment, and stepped back subconsciously.

“Now that things have come to this, you don’t have to get married anymore. Where do you intend to go if you are not going home?” He examined her expression and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll take you back home myself. I will definitely not let you suffer from your father.”

However, she flinched and murmured: “No, I won’t go back!”

“What?” Shi Ying frowned slightly.

“What about going back? Isn’t he going to send me out to get married again?” She muttered dissatisfiedly, paused, and said: “Why don’t I go to Jiuyi Mountain with you? By the way… Are you really not accepting goddess officials there? I would rather go to Jiuyi to become a monk than be locked up!”

“…” Shi Ying was dumbfounded and glanced at her. “Follow me back to the golden tent first!”

“Oh.” Zhu Yan did not dare to go against his order, so she had to follow him obediently.

It was only one night. Yu Fei and Yun Man saw her arriving from far and ran to hug her as if they were parting from life and death. They almost cried: “Thank God! Princess you are back safe and sound… Last night the things were so troubled, we all thought we would never see you again!”

Zhu Yan was very moved, but she was also a little embarrassed and impatient, so she sent them out casually and squinted at her Master, feeling a little perturbed. Shi Ying spread out her letter paper on one side of the desk and began to write something, but didn’t miss the chance to teach her a lesson. He said coldly: “You see, even the maid is worried about you. Just think about your parents.”

“…” Zhu Yan’s heart sank a bit, but she still dares to harden her mouth. She hummed and muttered: “Also… Isn’t it because of you? Otherwise, I would have ran away.”

“What silly thing to say?!” Shi Ying finally raised his head and looked at her with stern eyes. “You are the only heir of the Red Clan. Are you going to pretend to be dead and run away because of an undesirable marriage?”

“Isn’t an unsatisfactory marriage enough to make me want to run away?” Zhu Yan couldn’t help it any longer and retorted angrily. “If I ask you to marry a fat woman like a pig, would you happily want to have a try?”

“…” Shi Ying glanced at her, and didn’t replied.

As soon as Zhu Yan looked into his eyes, she suddenly felt guilty again. Yes, with Master’s temper, as long as he thinks it is necessary, whether it is to marry a sow or a female tiger, he may still be able to do it. However, the Great Priest of Jiuyi could not get married anyway, so he did not have this trouble in his mind.

“There is always another solution.” Shi Ying bowed his head again, wrote a letter by the window, then said faintly: “You have grown up. Don’t run away as soon as you encounter some trouble.”

“Then what do you want me to do?” She stomped her foot angrily. “My father never listens to me, also the will of the Imperial Capital has come down… I ran away without involving the Heavenly Wind City, and since I’ve been here, I was already very responsible, okay?”

Shi Ying thought for a moment and nodded: “That’s what I said.” He turned his wrist steadily, wrote the last word on the letter paper and said lightly: “In fact, if you don’t want to, you can always write and tell me.”

What? Zhu Yan was stupefied for a moment and thought she had heard it wrong. Master has not paid any attention to her since she came down the mountain. In the past five years, she wrote a lot of letters to him, but he has never responded to a single sentence, and never visited her once. She thought he didn’t care about her being alive or dead since long time, but now he came out with this sentence?

“If you had written me a letter earlier, it would not have happened all this.” Shi Ying said lightly, and finished writing the last word on one side of the note, then picked up the letter paper and dried it in the wind.

“Really? Why didn’t you say so earlier!” Zhu Yan was stunned and couldn’t help but sighed: “Master, I didn’t expect your hands and eyes to reach the sky! Is the Great Priest of the Jiuyi Temple so powerful?”

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