Actually, while comforting her, he was also comforting himself against the scenes of she pushing him away, of she reaching out for another man, of she calling cousin again and again…
Ning Shaoqing's eyes instantly turned red, and his muscle around the neck vibrated involuntarily. What he had been worrying finally came on this day. She was his wife that couldn't be taken away by anyone, even if she was the first noble lady, even if she had a fiancé.
No one shall separate them…
However, what if she forgot him forever and didn't want him anymore? What should he do?
No! She wouldn't! That wouldn't happen!
This heart-penetrating idea, once surfaced, gave Ning Shaoqing a shiever and then brought thorough coldness sweeping from head to toe. No!
She must have suffered certain stimulation to be out of her mind… She didn't know what she was saying or doing…
She would be fine. For sure!
Ning Shaoqing swallowed back the redness that almost overflew his eyes, caressed "her" head and pressed it into his arms, comforting with a gentle yet determined oath, "Qianxue, you have me…" In the air, seeing that Ning Shaoqing forced back his tears and scrambled to comfort the struggling body, Mo Qianxue shouted anxiously, "Shaoqing… I'm here. Shaoqing…"
However, Ning Shaoqing couldn't see her or hear her at all.
For the first time, Mo Qianxue felt so helpless; for the first time, she developed this blood-thirsty desire to go back to the body. She wouldn't give out this body!
She had a strong foreboding that once she gave up on the body, Ning Shaoqing would lose her forever and never see her again.
SHE WOULD NEVER LET THIS HAPPEN!
As countless of her cells calling to go back, she regained physical sensations.
She felt that her body was imprisoned by strong power, which was the sweetest place in the world.
Relaxing her muscles, she leaned on his chest and slightly groaned which contained both suffering and sweetness.
After the person in his arms stopped struggling, Ning Shaoqing took away the hand on her head and nervously looked at her in the eye.
Finally, he found the warm familiarity in her eyes, a moment that instantly settle down his restless heart. Ning Shaoqing stamped a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Mo Qianxue's heart was soaked in both bitterness and sweetness, but her body was terribly uncomfortable and feeble, as if the moment had drained out all her strength.
Sensing Ning Shaoqing's concerned eyes, she raised her hand to caress his face.
One understands better the happiness of owning after losing something once.
Ning Shaoqing had unlocked the restraining on her when seeing the familiarity in her pupils, and when she raised her shaking hand, he took it and pressed it against his lips and cheek, "Xue, you scared me."
His voice was so light and soft, as if he feared to wake up a fairy in sleep.
The overloaded love and delight in his eyes seemed to flow out at any moment.
Big tears brimmed her eyes. She wanted to say that she was sorry and that the person wasn't her and that she would never leave him, but when she moved her lips, "I'm…so uncomfortable…"
Then, Mo Qianxue became totally powerless, her pupils losing focus again, and passed out.
This time it wasn't because of the impact of souls, but because that the body really ran out of strength.
Detecting the change, Ning Shaoqing at once felt her pulse and finding that she passed out due to physical exhaustion, he was relieved.
Hugging her tighter, Ning Shaoqing glared into the sky and the storm and lightning in his eyes shot at the lord in black fighting with the shadow guard and then at the two servants standing over there and grabbing their swords.
At this point, only to end the fight as soon as possible and drive away these people could his Qianxue got some quiet time to take a rest.
At any rate, he hadn't expected that a simple meeting with former servants should result in such an outcome.
He held Mo Qianxue to the room, put her on the couch, pulled over a blanket and took a deep loving glance at her before turning around resolutely and, in his cold voice, ordering Caixia, who had turned dumbfounded by the accident, "Take care of lady."
Then he marched out of the without looking back anymore, slightly stamping his feet, getting out of the room in the momentum of thunders, and the palm gust already reaching in all directions while he was in the midair.
The gust carried imposing power.
It helped the shadow guard force back Feng Yuchen and helped Asan and Awu fend off the several guards tangling with them.
Feng Yuchen, previously in order to approach Mo Qianxue, had already caught with his injured body one wave of the palm wind, and hadn't slept for days and nights from concerning for Mo Qianxue, so at this moment, he was exhausted physically and mentally.
Having fought fiercely against the shadow guard for a long time, he was at the end of the rope.
Certainly, he failed to escape Ning Shaoqing's overbearing palm gust and barely stood straight after shaken back by many steps.
"Get out of here, or you're all dead!"
After carrying out the palm gust in the air, Ning Shaoqing stood steady in the yard, his hands crossed behind him.
He looked stern, the pair of eagle eyes fixed on Feng Yuchen.
This was a man of outstanding appearance, dressed in simple black, but already looking chic and smart. At this moment, although in discomfiture, his back was still upright, showing a glimpse of the pride rooted in his bones. If Ning Shaoqing met him in a normal situation, he might want to befriend with him.
Yet…now… They couldn't be nothing but arch enemies, for the time being, at least.
Feng Yuchen looked back unyieldingly in the eye of Ning Shaoqing, numerous of thoughts playing in his mind.
This man had an extraordinary bearing, with thick internal strength at such a young age. Upon standing in the yard, he was as daunting as an elite troops of thousands of riders.
Who was he?
This man couldn't be a mere village school teacher. Feng Yuchen blamed himself for having underestimated this man from the very beginning because he had been too concerned for Mo Qianxue. The two guards climbed up, wiped out the blood at the corners of their mouths, retreating back to stand next to Feng Yuchen.
Before their lord ordered to retreat, they wouldn't do so even if to be slaughtered by the host of this house.
Feng Yuchen glanced around at Ning Shaoqing and his three guards and then at Chuyi and Shiwu who had long stepped back to the corner of the yard and stayed motionless. With a grieved loud laugh, he turned around and left.
He had already lost the chance to take preemptive steps, so staying here longer would merely lead to no other things but more humiliation.
Seeing their lord leaving, the two guards covertly wiped their sweats, feeling lucky that their lives were saved, and meanwhile closely followed Feng Yuchen away.
Feng Yuchen marched out with a straight backbone, as if only this manner could support his breaking heart from falling apart into pieces.
A great man knows when to yield and when not. By his current martial arts, he, together with his two guards, couldn't defeat four enemies, let alone that the two girls had yet decided to take either side.
They were intimate servants that aunt had specially assigned to Xue, by no means mediocre servants. Now that they had chosen to retreat to the corner of the yard, seemingly having taken no side, it meant that they had made a decision.
If they had wanted to help him, they would have given him a hand.
The only one they cared was their lady, so now they regarded the host of the house as her husband who they wouldn't offend…
Moreover, judging from the previous fight, that man could be barely defeated even if the girls fought against. By then, both parties would be badly injured. Then who could take care of Xue if any other incidents aroused?
Since he had come here and found Xue, he should be patient to wait for a few days more.
Besides, Xue had remembered him. He must work out a flawless plan to take her away.
Feng Yuchen, laughing while leaving, looked insolent, but as soon as he walked out of the courtyard, a big mouthful of fresh blood was spitted out.
The blood should have been spitted out when Ning Shaoqing forcing him to retreat, but he didn't want to appear weak and frail before him, so he had tried best to swallow it.
At this moment, he was unable to contain it anymore, nor was it necessary, so he spat the blood out.
His two guards wanted to support him but were blocked by his arm. Spinning beautifully, he got on his horse and galloped out of the Wang village.
He didn't stay in this place for one more moment. At the thought of Xue living here with that man, he was going to be crazy. The future plans could be only made until he left here.
Seeing him riding away, the two guards hurriedly rode their horses and followed behind.
As the clatter of horseshoes faded out, Ning Shaoqing shifted his eyes to Chuyi and Shiwu at the corner of the yard, asking in a freezing voice, "Why are you still here? Don't make me."
His voice was light as frost, eyes seemingly calm but shooting faint murderousness. But for these two girls, his Qianxue wouldn't have been lying in bed exhausted or talked nonsense.
Although at the last moment before she passed out her eyes were clear, he was still restless.
In the past, he used to suspect whether Mo Qianxue had really forgotten her past. Now the doubt was gone, and meanwhile he even felt lucky that she had lost part of her memory and was scared that she would remember everything one day.
Shiwu stroked the head of her sword while Chuyi took a step forward, "Please don't be mad at us. We're lady's servants; of course we should follow around her…"
Chuyi said in a polite manner but didn't use any honorific terms to address him because she didn't know how. If he was lady's husband, he was their lord too.
However, lady never admitted before them, so they felt it improper to recognize him as lord on them own judgment.
"Get out!"
Ning Shaoqing cut in before she finished, in a low and still raging tone.
In view that Ning Shaoqing was in such a range, Chuyi pulled the stubborn Shiwu to get out of the yard.
Yet, they didn't leave. They kneeled at the gate.
"Chuyi, why should we kneel here?" Shiwu didn't understand.
This was lady's courtyard. Why should they wait outside the yard instead of in it?
She didn't believe that lady would watch the man killing them.
Just now lady had obviously remembered something. "Why? Of course we should wait until lady wakes up." Chuyi rolled eyes at her. She was perplexed as to why madam had assigned she and the simple-minded girl together to lady.
"Wait until lady wakes up? What happened to lady?" Shiwu sprang up and rushed to the room but was quickly stopped by Chuyi.
"Lady passed out due to excessive agitation."
"Tell me earlier and I won't be so scared… Even if we should wait until lady wakes up, do we need to kneel?" Shiwu caressed her chest near heart.
Chuyi's expression remained calm, "Of course we should kneel, as the punishment of not having joined in the fight." But for kneeling here, that man would long have them driven away.
As long as they stayed, lady would recognize them sooner or later. She didn't think that lady had remembered all of her past only because she had called father, mother and cousin.
Just now, the madness that lady had displayed wasn't normal, so she was afraid that when lady woke up again, very likely she still didn't know them.
Evidently, Shiwu was confused by Chuyi's words and said dissatisfiedly, "Punishment for not having joined in the fight? Just now it was you that pulled me away, otherwise now we have helped lord Feng save lady. Why should we be punished…?"
Detecting her complaining, Chuyi pulled her face and gave her a cold face, which made Shiwu lower her head, "Am I…wrong?" She was a little scared by Chuyi's look and her voice got lower.
Chuyi asked, "Shiwu, are you a servant of the Feng family or lady?"
"I'm a servant of lady whether I'm alive or dead. Madam has given me to lady, then my life belongs to lady." Her answer was firm.
Chuyi nodded, "Then what's the relationship between lady and the man in the house? And what's the relationship between lady and lord Feng?"
"Um…" The man in the house was lady's husband and their future lord while lord Feng was lady's cousin…
"Who should we help?" Chuyi sneered.
At that moment, she had wanted to help that man against lord Feng, but at a second thought of lady's last call of cousin, although words said by a clear mind, she hesitated. If lady really regarded the man as her husband, then he was certainly their lord too.
If lady wanted to leave with lord Feng, then they would naturally help lady get rid of that man.
The reason why they had refused to join in the fight was to leave a way out for lady.
In that chaotic situation, they could only choose to be bystanders. If they were wrong, they would be willing to be punished, as long as lady was fine.
Shiwu didn't have such a sophisticated mind and answered honestly, "We should listen to lady."
*
Mo Qianxue looked around and found herself in a flower shower again. She raised her arm and took a hard bite. It didn't hurt at all, so it turned out that she was in that dream again.
Suddenly, from her body flew out another soul, bashfully looking at her.
With the last experience, Mo Qianxue didn't find it strange at all and walked along a circle around the soul, which, at the first sight, was her but looked different by closer examination. She was bright, not as delicate, tender and graceful as the soul.
She believed that this bashful soul must be the original owner of this body—the Mo Qianxue in this time, who was called "Xue" by Feng Yuchen.
Afterwards, seeing that the eyes followed her around, Mo Qianxue knew that this dream was different from the last one in that in this dream, the soul was able to see her. Hence, she asked, "You're…Mo Qianxue?"
The question sounded confirmative.
"Yes." The voice was similar to Jian Qingyou's unhurriedly tone.
Mo Qianxue didn't know how to address her or where to start a talk. Her name was also Mo Qianxue, so she felt a little weird that someone shared the same name and the same body.
The two stood there and stared at each other like this for a long time. Mo Qianxue didn't talk, and the soul didn't talk either and only stared back with tearful eyes.
Mo Qinaxue was a little annoyed but she knew that she must put an end to this because there were two souls vying for one body.
It would be impossible for her to concede, for one reason that she wasn't a selfless person and for a second reason, Ning Shaoqing was waiting for her. She wouldn't give it up, even to the original owner.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Qianxue went straight to the point, "Xue, I don't know why I'm using your body, but I'm not planning to give it back to you. Yet, if you need me to do anything for you, and as long as I can, I'll help you." This was all she could do and promise.
The bashful soul gathered and dissipated from time to time, as if one palm would destroy it. By one glance, she knew that it was weaker than her and would fail in the competition.
Xue didn't talk except for watching her, so Mo Qianxue turned away, "I'll go if you don't talk."
Although this place was cryptic for her to get out, she could choose to not face the soul. Even if she couldn't get out immediately, it couldn't trap her forever.
She had a feeling that as long as her body was restored, she would wake up and naturally get out of this place.
Seeing that she was leaving, Xue finally talked, "Don't leave. Yes, I need you to do something for me. Besides, it's because of my power of will that you have come here."