Chapter 112: Xue Xiao’s Exquisite Grace
Returning to the Erchong Courtyard, the woman cupped her hands and summoned the Immortal Ember. With a gentle swirl, it emitted a faint, shimmering cold light that seeped into Baili Suhe’s body, rekindling the life that had once stalled.
After a moment, the woman withdrew the Immortal Ember and handed it to Bu Feng.
Startled, Bu Feng hesitated—is it appropriate to entrust such a precious treasure to him?
“Fellow immortal?” he asked.
The woman replied, “This item never belonged to me; it was borrowed for a special circumstance. Whether you return it or not is entirely up to you. I have other matters to attend to, farewell!”
“Fellow immortal…” Bu Feng cradled the Immortal Ember, but before he could say more, she was already gone as swiftly as she had arrived.
Glancing sideways at Xing Yanzong and Que Yunzi, he said, “You two decide what to do with this.”
Que Yunzi was indifferent, only caring that the person was saved. He glanced at Bu Feng, implying that the decision was his.
Xing Yanzong frowned, hesitated for a moment, then said, “It’s better to resolve grudges than to create more. The Embers Merchant has learned his lesson this time. Perhaps we should return the favor and send it back to him. In the future, it might foster goodwill among us.”
When it came to healing and saving lives, they truly were the experts.
Bu Feng agreed. Keeping matters separate, from the perspective of the greater future, the previous humiliation wasn’t worth a second thought.
Turning to Yi Qingchen, who had just come in with water, he said, “Xiao Chen’er, I leave this place in your care. We won’t be gone long.”
“Mm.” Yi Qingchen placed the copper basin on the rack and twisted a cloth to wipe Baili Suhe. She had been responsible for his care these past days.
“Let’s go,” Bu Feng said, beckoning Xing Yanzong and Que Yunzi to accompany him as before.
“Let’s move,” Xing Yanzong replied.
Que Yunzi nodded and led the way.
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Watching the woman hurry along, it became clear she was returning to Zhongchan Heaven. Taking advantage of the unguarded moment, she slipped inside the Department of Shadows.
Suddenly, hidden figures emerged from the darkness, tailing her closely.
The woman seemed unaware, moving steadily into the dense forest, eventually losing her pursuers at a fork in the road.
“What now? Did we lose her?”
“Keep chasing.”
“But there are three paths— which one do we follow?”
“Split up. You two take this path, you others take that one. The rest follow me. I refuse to believe she can fly away from here.”
“Yes.”
“Yes…”
Soon, three groups scattered in pursuit. Yet after a while, the woman slipped out from the bushes and retraced her steps back.
Eventually, she arrived at a small riverside cottage and gently knocked.
Snow Xiao opened the door, asking immediately, “How did it go?”
The woman stepped inside, closing the door behind her, and said, “It succeeded. How about your side? Anyone suspicious watching you?”
“No, everything went smoothly,” Snow Xiao answered.
“That’s good. Thanks this time.”
“For what? No need for formalities between us.” Snow Xiao smiled, transforming into a young boy whose youthful face bore two dimples, making the smile all the more endearing.
The woman reverted to her original form—it was Snow Xiao herself, who scolded lightly, “You be careful. If the lady finds out you’re called White Rat, you won’t even know how to write the word ‘death.’”
“Don’t worry, am I careless? You should hurry to the wine painter to collect the painting; our meeting time is nearly up. Come closer.”
Snow Xiao approached and listened carefully, nodding repeatedly.
“Remember everything.”
“Mm.” Snow Xiao turned to open the door, then suddenly looked back. “White Rat, thanks.”
With that, she slipped through the gap and vanished without a trace.
“Go away, what kind of name is White Rat? I have a proper name, you know—Bai Yulang, Bai Yulang… Do you hear me?”
But alas, no one was there to hear.
Suddenly, Bai Yulang’s ears twitched. Inside the cottage, he pulled on a horizontal rope, leapt lightly, and lay down sideways upon it.
No sooner had he settled than the wooden door was kicked to splinters.
“Oh? What great fanfare. Bai here was just quietly cultivating by the stream. Who’s causing trouble?”
“Cut the nonsense. Have you seen a woman with pockmarks on her face?”
“A woman, huh?”
“What? You saw her?”
“No, I only saw a few stinky men. Want me to count?”
“Looking for death.”
“Oh, I’m so scared. You planning to gang up on me?” Bai Yulang rolled over, grinning mischievously.
“You…”
“Forget it, no troublemaking.” The leader stopped the scuffle, glancing at Bai Yulang with a sinister look. “Apologies for the disturbance.”
Bai Yulang pretended not to notice, waving his hand with a playful smile. “Take care, no need to see you off.”
The men arrived and left quickly.
Soon, the only sounds by the stream were the murmuring water, frogs hopping, and insects chirping in solitude.
Bai Yulang dropped down from the rope, glanced at the rotting wooden plank on the ground, then turned back inside to sit.
Meanwhile, Snow Xiao successfully found the wine painter and retrieved the painting. She slipped quietly through the back door of the Baili Mansion but was captured within a few steps.
In the estate’s garden, Di Shuiling sensed something amiss and ordered a secret investigation into the Frost Garden.
Sure enough, she discovered Snow Xiao was missing.
Suddenly, she understood her son’s intentions.
She realized she had been outwitted.
Baili Wushuang noticed her suspicion, knowing Snow Xiao must have succeeded. After all the commotion, it was time to pull back.
She returned to the Frost Garden just as the captors of Snow Xiao narrowly missed crossing paths with her.
“Madam, we caught her.”
“Where?”
“At the back door.”
Upon hearing this, Di Shuiling smiled faintly, her eyes flickering sideways. A guard stepped forward and smashed Snow Xiao’s kneecaps with a wooden club.
Snow Xiao’s face went pale from the pain. “Ah…”
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