I've been bullied and humiliated for thirteen years; when I wake up, I'll be bloodthirsty.

Chapter 719 Sour Bubbles



Chapter 719 Sour Bubbles

Lu Yangyang left without looking back.

All she wanted to do was get back and wash the sand off her body; she had no interest in why Lin Wuji wanted to see her.

Lin Wuji couldn't get up yet, and could only turn his head to watch Lu Yangyang leave, gritting his teeth as he spat out two words, "Heartless."

But he found that he really had no way to deal with Lu Yangyang.

She only used the life-saving grace to exchange for the chance to protect her friend someday.

If she had used him more, if she had acted like others and pounced on him after realizing his usefulness, she would have had some ulterior motives towards him.

Even that lecherous female bandit, Tu Jiuying, had ulterior motives, so why couldn't she?

But she simply didn't have that.

From the time he met her, from when she was still a bit impulsive to now being able to act with ease, she has never changed. She is still the same Lu Yangyang who dares to sneak into the dungeon alone to save people, and who treats beggars, prostitutes, and powerful families equally.

She was compassionate, but never a saint; she saved people regardless of their social status, and she was ruthless in killing.

She had no idea how dazzling she was.

He wanted to see into her eyes and into her heart, and for this he was willing to get involved in the power struggles.

She remained calm and clear-headed throughout.

This is not what she wanted either.

What does she really want?

Lin Wuji closed his eyes, his mind in turmoil.

What a heartless woman! If all else fails, why not just give him a chance to be a concubine?

Lin Wuji felt incredibly sad and cursed himself.

That's really pathetic.

……

Lu Yangyang returned to her residence and couldn't wait to wash herself from head to toe. She finally felt much refreshed. Feeding her sand was definitely not suitable for her.

Lu Yangyang dried her hair, thought of Tu Jiuying, and let out a soft sigh.

She left a mark on the way back from the foot of the mountain.

She carried a scented powder that Wen Qingqing had mixed for her. Normally, it would just smell like she was wearing incense, with a very faint fragrance. But once it came into contact with another fragrance, the scent would become immediately apparent. Following this trail, finding her location and the places she had been would be a piece of cake.

Although she didn't know if the place Tu Jiuying was taking her tonight was random or part of their caravan's fixed route, it was always better to be prepared.

Tu Jiuying was much more difficult to deal with than she had imagined, not because of the number of people in the caravan, but because of the horses.

Lu Yangyang hadn't paid much attention to this problem at first, but tonight she was certain that if she couldn't wipe out the caravan this time, and Tu Jiuying escaped, she would have a large number of horses in her hands, and she could quickly find another place to make a comeback.

The desert, a place completely unsuitable for marching, was their natural advantage in concealing their movements.

It seems she needs to try a different approach.

Lu Yangyang was lost in thought when someone knocked on the door.

Lu Yangyang went over and opened the door. A girl dressed as a maid came in.

"Hongyu?" Lu Yangyang looked at her in surprise.

Hongyu entered and said, "Greetings, Master."

Among the group of women warriors trained by Jiang Zhiyi and her team, Yunying was the leader, and Hongyu was the one with the best martial arts skills. She was petite and looked like a frail little girl, but her skill in using hidden weapons was so exceptional that even Sheng Junyi, a martial arts genius, praised her for her good comprehension and gave her guidance.

Before they set off, Hongyu was sent out on an errand by Jiang Zhiyi and did not travel with them. They did not expect her to catch up so quickly and even come here.

Lu Yangyang quickly closed the door. "Did you come alone?"

“I went to see Miss Mingxiu. Miss Mingxiu said that our master came to the caravan alone. After I contacted my sisters, I met with General Sheng and volunteered to come and help. General Sheng then asked me to come and deliver the message for our master,” Hongyu explained.

Lu Yangyang nodded happily: "That's great! I was just thinking I had something to tell my brother, and you've come at just the right time."

Lu Yangyang quickly told Hongyu about finding the horses and asked Hongyu to pass on the news. She also said, "After you come back, stay here, change your clothes, and blend in with the girls to protect them."

Tu Jiuying is giving Lu Yangyang face now because Lin Wuji's life is now in Lu Yangyang's hands. Her brothers in the caravan, seeing Tu Jiuying's attitude, will not easily make things difficult for Lu Yangyang.

However, Lu Yangyang had offended the caravan's brothers, who were bound to harbor resentment towards her. Even if they didn't dare to do anything openly, there was no guarantee they wouldn't cause trouble in secret. She couldn't watch over the girls every moment; if anything went wrong, it would be too late. Now, with Hongyu guarding them and her elder brother's men keeping watch from the shadows, she didn't need to worry about the girls.

Hongyu nodded, "Don't worry, Master."

Starting the next day, the entire caravan became lively.

The entire mansion of the gang leader was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers. Lu Yangyang was still asleep when she heard the sounds of music and drums outside, all in preparation for the wedding of Tu Jiuying and Lin Wuji the next day.

Lu Yangyang had examined Chen Rong'er's pulse in the morning, and after the maid brought them their lunch at noon, she took Huang Sumu to Lin Wuji's place.

Today, Lin Wuji was finally able to sit up slightly with his head on the pillow. After taking the medicine, his spirits were much better, and he no longer had that lifeless, half-dead look.

Upon seeing Lu Yangyang enter, Lin Wuji, still preoccupied with the fact that Lu Yangyang had completely ignored him yesterday, gave a faint snort and turned his face away.

Lu Yangyang dismissed the maids and doctors who were tending to him before walking to Lin Wuji's bedside and asking in a low voice, "Have your people arrived yet?"

Lin Wuji glanced at her, looking like he didn't want to talk.

Lu Yangyang belatedly realized, "Are you throwing a tantrum?"

She looked at Lin Wuji with a puzzled expression, "Seriously? How old are you? Why are you being so childish?"

"Lu—" Lin Wuji raised his voice, then realized this wasn't the place to talk, so he lowered his voice and gritted his teeth, "Lu Yangyang, I'm a human being too, why can't I have a temper?"

Lu Yangyang didn't understand, "I didn't do anything to you, why are you taking it out on me?"

"You didn't provoke me?" Lin Wuji stared intently at her, his anger rising in waves, but then he was so angry at Lu Yangyang's innocent look that he felt a surge of sourness.

Yes, all the joys and sorrows were just his one-man show, and she felt nothing for him. What could she possibly do to provoke him?

Lin Wuji twitched the corner of his lips. He was so injured that he was confused. Seeing how close she had been to him these past two days, he couldn't help but start to fantasize that she would care about him a little more.

But she didn't care how he felt.

The sour foam suddenly tasted like bitter melon, leaving only bitterness.

He said dejectedly, "I have already agreed to marry Tu Jiuying, so that I can bring my people out into the open. However, she is also on guard and only allowed a dozen or so people to come over."


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