During a wave, the ship swayed bumpily, and at the same time, a soldier's call came from outside the cabin: "Sir Admiral!"
Hearing this, Liu frowned, Jing Che raised a defensive gaze, and asked with vigilance in his tone: "Are you the admiral?"
Chi Yuan did not answer immediately. He stood up and made a gesture, saying softly: "Silence."
Jing Che was unyielding: "Let me make it clear, you——"
"Sir Admiral, I have something important to report!" It seemed that he heard some movement inside, and the voice of the person at the door became even more urgent.
Chi Yuan hurriedly covered Jing Che's mouth and used a man's strong strength to hold her on the bedside while replying in a calm voice: "What's the matter?"
"There is a small boat on the left front, and my subordinates have sent five people aboard, but all of them never returned."
Chi Yuan's eyes lit up and he ordered: "Get closer to that ship. I want to go up and see for myself."
When he heard the footsteps receding, Chi Yuan let go of his hand, with a happy face on his face, and said directly: "There must be a sword master on that ship."
Jing Che's face turned slightly red, he took a few breaths of air in embarrassment, glared at him disapprovingly, and said in a very unkind tone: "Are you also a lackey of the Lincang people, and you came to capture me and Baili Fengjian to take credit?"
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Chi Yuan suddenly became speechless. Various expressions flashed through his mind but were completely rejected. The only thing he could blurt out was: "Believe me, I am definitely not a bad person."
He chuckled and retorted: "Then you have to believe me, I am definitely not a woman."
Chi Yuan was startled, suddenly speechless, and said helplessly: "Sister-in-law, since I am a bad guy, you should be somewhat conscious of being a hostage, right?"
"What self-consciousness?" The body that was tucked into the corner of the quilt suddenly shrank, revealing only a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, slightly narrowed, showing a bit of uneasiness.
"Just realizing that I am under house arrest -" Chi Yuan said, "So until I come back, I will stay in this cabin and not be allowed to go out."
"Ye Xiu." He called outside in a gentle tone. The door opened a crack, and a strong black figure rushed in, kneeling on one knee, waiting for orders.
"Keep an eye on her." Chi Yuan stood up and walked out as if running away.
He finally understood what the man mentioned to him in the letter, "The sword master also has a new disciple, a young girl who seems to be very amiable, but is very difficult to dismiss."
As soon as he walked out of the door, Chi Yuan put on a majestic look and stood on the deck, where he saw the majestic admiral.
"Admiral, do you really want to go down alone?" a sailor asked from one side.
"A bunch of losers, there's no point following me," he glanced at the man again and said calmly, "Then just follow me down."
The sailor was startled, and his face turned pale for a moment, but he could not disobey the governor's order, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Chi Yuan down.
The small boat was parked there motionlessly, and he boarded the boat along the lowered rope. Chi Yuan left the sailor waiting on the deck and entered the cabin himself.
There were no candles lit in the cabin, and it was pitch dark. He groped forward slowly, and suddenly bumped into something soft on his feet. He leaned over to investigate and found out that it was a sailor under his command.
He became more and more aware in his heart. When he stood up again, he suddenly felt a cold and sharp touch on his neck, and Chi Yuan stiffened.
There is someone behind you.
The man remained calm for a long time, then suddenly turned the sword and penetrated a little deeper. There was a tired laziness in his voice: "Oh? Not an ordinary sailor?"
"I am launching the Admiral Chi Yuan of the navy."
"Come to perform meritorious service?" With a sardonic smile, Baili Fengjian walked up to him and looked him up and down - he didn't have any self-defense on him. Is this too confident or too stupid?
Chi Yuan stared at Baili Fengjian's protruding and wanton chin without fear, and said word by word: "I came here specifically to find the Sword Master."
"To seek me is to seek death. Have you ever heard of it, Lord Chi Yuan?"
Chi Yuan smiled and said: "Sword Master, please listen first. My biological mother is Zhu Mo, a disciple of the main peak of Nanqiong Sect of Jiahuang Mountain."
The sword was close to the skin, and even the slightest vibration could be felt extremely clearly. Chi Yuan knew that he believed it, so he took out a blue sword spike from his arms and handed it to Baili Fengjian.
He placed it in the palm of his hand and looked at it. He tightened it tightly without realizing it, as if he was holding a hundred years of heavy years in his hand. He sighed: "I recognize it, it is Zhu Mo's sword spike... I always thought..."
"After the failure of the restoration of the country that year, my mother was arrested and was about to be cut in half and executed like everyone else... At that time, a Lincang soldier risked his life to rescue my mother and took her to hide in Xuzhou City, so that he could save his life.
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"Then Zhu Mo is now..."
"My mother died of illness twenty years ago."
It was obviously something that was expected, but when I repeated it again, when I heard it again, I felt a different kind of sadness.
He only escaped from the world after the restoration of the country that year, and he and the entire Nanqiong sect participated in that massive restoration. When they were retreating steadily, he and Zhu Mo's troops retreated in two groups.
At that time, he already knew that she was seriously injured. Even if she could save her life, her life would not be long.
Zhu Mo, who was still a hot-blooded young girl at that time, burst into tears in front of him when they separated. She had been in love with him for ten years, and she had been in love with him for ten years.
When he died, his last request was whether he could hug him.
He had been uninhibited and romantic all his life, and he had passed countless women, but none of them could stir up the slightest emotion in him. Except for the woman who was the most beloved and painful in his heart, Zhu Mo seemed to have a quite vivid impression of him.
Zhu Mo, he feels guilty.
He was not even worth it for her. The true love she gave him was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no reply. All she did was in vain, and she had to endure the tossing pain. However, now that he learned that she had given birth to a child and had returned to the fishing village, she had also experienced such a feeling.
He was relieved to have a meager period of peace.
The days of youth pass by in a blink of an eye, and how many people settle for the next best thing, because time is really limited and they cannot afford to spend it. And as for him, even though he is living well now, what has he had in these hundred years?
Baili Fengjian suddenly came back to his senses, and his handsome face was immersed in an unprecedented vicissitude. He smiled bitterly, and his voice was slightly dry: "Chi Yuan, what about you? Why did you become the navy admiral?"
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs." Chi Yuan said, with a shocking determination in his tone.
I sighed: "With you, Seven Shadows, and Zuo Tingzhi in the Fu**, great things will surely happen."
Upon hearing Zuo Tingzhi's name, Chi Yuan's eyes trembled slightly and drifted away.
Already knowing that the actions of the previous two people were in vain, he did not persuade Baili Fengjian to stay and fight with them at this moment. Instead, he said: "Ache is already on my ship, Sword Master
Do you want to come on board with me?"
Baili Fengjian looked happy and breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you serious? How is Ah Che? Are you injured?"
"The injuries are all skin injuries, but..." The voice suddenly became hesitant, and it was difficult to say the next words. How to tell him that Ah Che's resistance to his master was so obvious.
"Just what?"
"Let's talk about getting on the boat - I brought a sailor with me, who is Xiao Jin's spy in our army. The Sword Master can temporarily replace him and sneak into the boat."
Jingche was also kept in the room, and it was the first time in his life that he met his nemesis.
No matter what she said, Ye Xiu remained indifferent. He kept a straight face from beginning to end and said nothing. No matter what she did, Ye Xiu could always remain unchanged in response to all changes. In order to force him to speak, she even pulled his face to play with.
His nose twisted his ears, but he was like a wooden man, standing still.
A whole iceberg. Just an iceberg that looks quite attractive.
Jingche was completely defeated and lay back on the bed. He was about to fall asleep out of boredom when he suddenly heard movement at the door.
He sat up weakly like a corpse and looked gloomily at the door. When he saw the two people coming in, his expression suddenly froze.
He quickly pulled the quilt over his head to cover his whole body, and said in a muffled voice that seemed to contain a faint cry: "If I don't see him, tell him to get out."
Before Baili Fengjian even stepped through the door, he stepped back after hearing the words.
On the way here, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and even felt a little uneasy. This was a nervousness he had never felt before. In fact, he may not necessarily know how to face his little apprentice.
The sound of tearing clothes still lingered, and her pleading eyes and decisive leap were still vivid in his mind. The coldness of the bright moon seemed to still remain on his body, and the helplessness in his heart was like the turbulent sea trying to swallow him up.
submerged.
His struggle is by no means less than hers. But he knows very well that her world is unwilling to compromise or transition, and she either hates passionately or loves purely. Just like when she is in front of him, she is sworn in when she is angry and docile when she is
Inseparable.
The previous times were caused by the tragedy of their personalities. A stubborn and proud person was destined to have friction, but it was not impossible to resolve. However, this time, it was a master-disciple disaster destined by fate, and he didn't even know how to save it.
"Shall I go and persuade her?" Chi Yuan looked at Baili Fengjian questioningly.
When Baili Fengjian wasn't smiling, his expression was like a bottomless black hole. He shook his head and motioned for him to go in alone.
Ye Xiu and Chi Yuan both retreated and closed the door. Baili Fengjian paused before slowly walking to her bedside.
The quilt was shaking slightly, and the girl only exposed her dark and messy long hair and her hands clenching the corners of the quilt.
He said nothing, looking out of the half window through the curls of sandalwood. The sea he could vaguely see was surprisingly calm, and the gentle waves seemed to be playing a lament.
The stormy waves that once stirred up in the night have disappeared now. The gentle sunlight has replaced the cold moonlight, but the vast sea remains the same.
He sat at the head of her bed, his voice filled with irrevocable exhaustion.
He said: "Ah Che, please follow me back to Jiahuang Mountain first. There are many highly respected seniors in the Nanqiong Sect. You can choose another disciple of your own choice."