Chapter 309: Chapter 309 - 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.

His entire face was ghastly white from the wind and snow.

“I’ll carry you,” Chuzheng offered, reaching out to support him.

“No need,” Xie Shu smiled at Chuzheng, “I can handle it on my own…”

Suddenly, Xie Shu found himself lifted off the ground.

“Talkative.”

Xie Shu: “…”

Warmth emanated from Chuzheng’s body, and Xie Shu’s body quickly warmed up as well.

The subtle fragrance from the woman’s body, mingled with the coolness of the white snow, wafted into his nostrils.

Her scent wasn’t overpowering, yet it was pleasing, giving him a sense of tranquility.

Xie Shu coveted the warmth of her body, yet still he was mindful of his masculine dignity.

“Put me down.”

“Make one move and I’ll bury you in the snow,” Chuzheng said with a cold gaze and a somewhat threatening tone, not sounding at all like she was joking.

Xie Shu suddenly wrapped his arms around her neck, drawing near to teasingly ask, “Miss Jun, do you like me?”

“Otherwise, you would have been buried in the snow long ago.”

Xie Shu: “…”

Just how much do you want to bury me in the snow?

Xie Shu had this thought before returning to the main point.

She likes… herself.

“Which way do we go?” The heavy snow made it difficult to differentiate one direction from another, very annoying.

Xie Shu, lost in thought, did not reply.

Seizing the moment, Chuzheng kissed him, causing Xie Shu’s focus to immediately sharpen: “Mmm…”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Which way do we go?” Chuzheng, as if nothing had happened, released him and asked again with a serious demeanor.

Xie Shu’s face, whether flushed from the kiss or the biting wind and snow, mumbled, “To the left.”

Shen Yaoye, following behind, called out, “Miss Jun, could you slow down? I can’t keep up.”

“Then don’t follow.”

“…”

For the sake of the Primordial Spirit Golden Pill, Shen Yaoye had no choice but to follow.

As they ventured deeper, the wind and snow grew fiercer, eventually blurring the path to the point of near invisibility, making forward movement even more challenging.

Chuzheng, carrying Xie Shu, moved swiftly, and at some point, Shen Yaoye was nowhere to be seen.

“We’re here,” Xie Shu suddenly announced.

Chuzheng looked at the encompassing heavy snow and couldn’t discern any distinctive features in the surroundings, wondering what Xie Shu was basing his judgment on.

Taking a few steps forward, Chuzheng barely made out the silhouette of an archway through the storm.

Crossing through the archway, the snowstorm suddenly ceased.

The air was filled with only a few floating snowflakes, and the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow, like a delicate gauze draping over the earth.

Charred trees lay on either side of the path, and looking further ahead, there was nothing but pitch-black ruins stretching endlessly into the distance.

Xie Shu struggled to get down and stepped onto the cobblestone path: “This is Heavy Snow Night Moon.”

Xie Shu lifted his brows with a hint of pride, “Welcome to my homeland.”

“I thought it was destroyed?” Chuzheng asked.

“Yes, Heavy Snow Night Moon used to be up there,” Xie Shu pointed skyward, his eyes reflecting a tinge of sorrow, “Unfortunately, you can’t see it anymore.”

It wasn’t just because you could always see The Moon that it was named Heavy Snow Night Moon.

It was also because Heavy Snow Night Moon floated in the sky in the shape of a crescent, and from afar, it looked like a crescent moon hanging in the sky.

Xie Shu guided Chuzheng towards the ruins.

A layer of cold detachment enveloped him with each step he took, as if the scenes of that day flashed before his eyes.

The great fire devoured his clanspeople.

Heavy Snow Night Moon crumbled little by little.

The continuous cries of terror.

Back then, Xie Shu was just a youth, protected by the elders of his clan, urging him not to harbor hatred or revenge… his survival was their hope.

But how could he ever forget.