eurekapd Chapter 152 Chapter 152 Running at night
Chapter 152 Chapter 152 Running at night
Chapter 152 Chapter 152 Running at Night
Instantly realizing her intention, Chunyu Yang's expression suddenly turned extremely cold and gloomy. He quickened his pace, carrying Mu Qiu to the edge of the shallow pond in the garden, and ruthlessly threw her in.
Caught off guard by this scene, Mingqiao covered her mouth in shock.
With a loud splash, Mu Qiu only had time to let out a cry before she was plunged into the water. The icy water instantly enveloped her body, extinguishing the desire within her and sending a shiver down her spine, bringing her back to her senses.
Meeting Chunyu Yang's cold and indifferent gaze, Mu Qiu wrapped his outer robe tighter around himself, trying to say something: "Your Majesty..."
“Night Sky,” Chunyu Yang called out coldly.
"Your subordinate is here." Ye Cangqiong appeared behind him like a ghost.
"Send her away as soon as it's light tomorrow," Chunyu Yang said. "When I return to my residence, I do not wish to see her there again. You know what to do."
Ye Cangqiong replied, "Yes!"
"And you too." Chunyu Yang turned his gaze to Mingqiao, who was terrified and trembling as she knelt on the ground. "This servant is guilty, please punish me, Your Highness!"
"The Prince's mansion doesn't need a maid like you. You will leave with her tomorrow!" After saying that, Chunyu Yang turned and left decisively, never looking back again, leaving only Mu Qiu in the pond and Ming Qiao trembling with regret.
"Miss Mu, the autumn night is chilly, please go back inside and rest," Ye Cangqiong said calmly.
Upon hearing Ye Cangqiong's changed form of address, Mu Qiu was terrified. With Ming Qiao's help, he climbed out of the pool and returned to his room, utterly dejected.
Chunyu Yang returned to his study, increasingly feeling something was amiss. Mu Qiu had inexplicably taken the medicine and come here intending to be intimate with him; how could she be so certain he would fall for her? Judging from her confident demeanor, there must be something more to this.
Chunyu Yang summoned someone to ask the people on duty in the kitchen that day, and sure enough, someone said that they had seen Mingqiao appear near the kitchen.
He understood what was going on and couldn't help but marvel at how his body, now reshaped by the spiritual spring, was immune to all poisons. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand the effects of the medicine today, and would have touched the wrong person, leading to consequences he himself didn't want to see.
What if this wasn't an aphrodisiac, but poison? It seems he's been far too lax in his control over the household.
Chunyu Yang did not sleep well that night, and woke up before the appointed time. Seeing that he could no longer fall asleep, he got up, put on his clothes, and quietly pushed open the door of Jingxuan.
The maid who was keeping watch in Jingxuan's room was startled when he suddenly entered. She was wide awake and hurriedly got up to greet him. Chunyu Yang put a finger to his lips to silence her, waved for her to leave, and sat down on the edge of the bed without even lighting a lamp.
Chunyu Jingxuan was fast asleep, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, his fists loosely clenched, his sleeping posture extremely adorable. The silvery moonlight shone through the window lattice, spilling onto the ground, the reflected light making his little face appear even whiter and more delicate. At this moment, he seemed to be dreaming about something, and suddenly uttered a muttered word, then the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a faint smile.
The smiles of children are the purest and most innocent, and even Chunyu Yang was moved to raise the corners of his mouth.
This child had been quite distant from him since birth. They had spent more time together these past few days than they had seen each other in the previous seven years combined. Although Jingxuan always complained about the hardships of martial arts training, he knew he was secretly delighted. He knew how much the child longed to be close to him, and it wasn't that he didn't want to love the child; if he could, he would give him the best he could. He hoped the child would grow up quickly, become independent and a pillar of society, but he didn't want the child to become too dependent on him, to see him as so important. That's why he was strict and feigned indifference.
All these years he had refused to remarry because he feared that if a new princess entered the household and he had other children, it would be unfair to Jingxuan. But he never imagined that one day this child would actually persuade him to remarry.
Looking at Jingxuan's features, which were becoming more and more like those of an old friend, Chunyu Yang sighed silently and held his soft little hand in his palm.
As if sensing something, Jingxuan instantly gripped his hand, the warmth of his palm revealing his deep affection for him.
Chunyu Yang bent down to pick up the child, then turned and walked out of the house. The maidservant serving outside knelt and watched the father and son leave, her eyes filled with relief.
Your Highness, you've finally learned to cherish your young master...
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Chunyu Jingxuan was jolted awake by the horse's jolting. He opened his sleepy face and was startled to find himself not in bed, surrounded by terrifying darkness. He was instantly wide awake. He turned around in a panic and saw that he was nestled in Chunyu Yang's arms, not being held hostage by some masked man in black. Relieved, he let out a long sigh of relief like an adult and asked excitedly:
"Father, Father, where are you taking Xuan'er?"
Chunyu Yang glanced down at him and replied, "Practice martial arts."
Jingxuan's previously excited face immediately fell, and he muttered, "It's not even dawn yet, isn't it time yet..."
“From now on, you must get up at 3 AM every day and come out of the city with me to practice martial arts,” Chunyu Yang said.
It was the hour of Yin (3-5 AM)! Jingxuan's face scrunched up; it was so early, and he hadn't had enough sleep yet...
"Then, what about Ye Yankang?" Jingxuan asked in a desperate attempt to answer.
Chunyu Yang said, "You don't need to worry about his affairs."
No, no! Does that mean he'll have to practice martial arts alone from now on? He's afraid of the dark!
Jingxuan wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only tightly grip the horse's mane and shrink into Chunyu Yang's arms.
The horses galloped, the wind whistled, and in the darkness of night, only the father and son existed. Although shocked by Chunyu Yang's strict demands on him, Xiao Jingxuan was still very happy.
After all, it would be nice to spend a little more time with my father.
Chunyu Yang's mount, Chi Yan, quickly carried the two to their destination—Canglan Pavilion, ten miles west of the city.
Canglan Pavilion is a resting place for travelers at the foot of Xiling Mountain. Xiling Mountain behind it is little known in the capital and rarely visited, hence the pavilion appears somewhat dilapidated. The reason Chunyu Yang arranged to meet Ye Pianran here is precisely because Xiling Mountain is sparsely populated, with dense forests and a large lake within them, making it an ideal place to comprehend the Tai Su Spirit Needle Technique.
After dismounting Jingxuan, Chunyu Yang did not rush up the mountain. Instead, he lit a torch and sat down in the somewhat dilapidated pavilion.
Chunyu Jingxuan had only left the manor a handful of times in his life, and his curiosity about Canglan Pavilion was immense upon his first visit. However, fearing the dark, he dared not make any rash moves and could only stay close to Chunyu Yang, silently observing his surroundings.
"Father, are we going to practice martial arts here?" Jingxuan asked.
“No,” Chunyu Yang replied.
"Where are we going?" Jingxuan swallowed hard and asked.
Chunyu Yang said, "Let's go up the mountain."
Go up the mountain! When Aunt Qiu used to take care of him, she would always threaten him that if he didn't behave, his father would throw him up the mountain to be eaten by wild animals. Are there wild animals on this mountain? Will they eat him?
Jingxuan imagined himself trapped in the jungle, fighting wild beasts, and was so frightened he almost cried.
Father is so cruel to make him learn martial arts!
However, after waiting for a long time, Chunyu Yang remained seated in the pavilion without moving, showing no intention of going up the mountain. Jingxuan couldn't help but feel a little pleased.
"Father, didn't you say you were going to practice martial arts? Why aren't you leaving yet?" Jingxuan tugged at Chunyu Yang's sleeve and asked tentatively.
Chunyu Yang said calmly, "Waiting for someone."
Waiting for someone? Waiting for whom?
As Jingxuan was wondering, he vaguely heard the sound of wheels rolling over stones coming from the direction of the capital.
Chunyu Yang turned his gaze back the way he had come, his body tensing involuntarily. In the darkness, he saw a carriage approaching Canglan Pavilion. As the figure drew near, the curtain was lifted, and the torchlight revealed the person. Jingxuan couldn't tell whether his initial reaction was surprise or delight!