Before coming out to look for Pei Yunshu, the eldest senior brother had already prepared for the worst.
He once told Yuncheng that perhaps his junior brother didn't want to come back, or perhaps he had already gone to another sect.
Yun Cheng said the most serious thing was that Pei Yunshu hated them.
Because they knew that Pei Yunshu had been heartbroken, they never thought that he would have a lover.
None of them thought that Pei Yunshu already had a child.
Yun Cheng threw the fox aside, walked to the bedside expressionlessly, and looked at the baby who was sleeping soundly in bed.
The baby is fair and tender, sucking his fingers and falling asleep sweetly, with his cheeks rosy in his sleep.
Yun Cheng's voice was like a demon coming out of the abyss. The cold malice penetrated into the body through the cracks in the bones, making people's scalps numb. "Who is his mother?"
"…" Hua Yue bit her tongue, with a bloody taste in her mouth, "Dead, dead."
"Dead?" Yun Cheng laughed. He turned around and looked at Hua Yue. The coldness in his dark eyes pierced people. "Do you think I will believe it?"
Huayue was so scared that she was shaking all over.
Yuncheng looked at him for a long while with a deadly look in his eyes. Huayue's hair stood on end. She felt as if she was being stared at by a wild beast and was about to die at his hands.
In the end, Yun Cheng looked away.
He bent down and gently held the naked baby in his arms. The eldest brother took Huayue in his arms instead, and the two brothers walked out of the room and headed towards the general's mansion.
There are some wrong things that Yuncheng will never do again after doing them once.
He doesn't kill them, he uses them well.
*
Young Master Qingfeng’s goal is not the General’s Mansion, but Huajin Gate.
It took him three days to reach Huajin Sect. After entering the sect, he smelled a strong smell of blood.
The disciples who came out of the Punishment Hall saw him and looked surprised, "Master Ling."
Master Qingfeng looked at the punishment hall behind him, "Who is being punished?"
"The master who is in charge of the secret realm in the south," the disciple said with some disgust, "left the secret realm without orders, and even wanted to change his name and betray the sect. The master has caused the poison in his body to take effect, and asked the punishment hall to impose 201 kinds of punishments."
Young Master Qingfeng's eyelids jumped, "I know. Where is the sect master now?"
The disciple said, "Just now he was in the punishment hall, and then he left with Hall Master Zou."
Young Master Qingfeng nodded, let him leave, and hurried to his own residence.
He had not been back for a long time, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated in the room. Master Qingfeng ignored all this. He sat at the table, his hands clenched so tightly that veins on his back popped out.
After a while, the door was pushed open and a tall figure walked in, saying with a half-smile, "Master Ling, you finally decided to come back?"
"Zou Yu," Young Master Qingfeng, "you are not dead."
Zou Yu sneered and leaned against the door frame with his arms folded. "Don't talk about me first. What did you do during these two extra hours?"
The harsh sound from his teeth was mixed in with his words, as if he had used all his strength to suppress the anger in his heart and could only grind his cruelty through his teeth.
Master Qingfeng said casually: "I was caught by Pei Yunshu. Naturally, I have been with him for more than two months."
As soon as the three words "Pei Yunshu" came out, Zou Yu stood up straight. The deepness in his eyes suddenly emerged, and various emotions were mixed together. Finally, he laughed softly, his voice hoarse with desire, "Where is he? Did you bring him back?"
Master Qingfeng noticed his change and looked at him sharply, "Has the effect of the red powder on you not worn off yet?"
"That thing can only last for half a month," Zou Yu walked in, staring at Master Qingfeng with eyes like blazing fire, "You actually dared to come back, then you must have made up for your sins. Ling Hall Master, you brought him back, right?"
In Nanfeng Pavilion, Zou Yu was almost killed by Zhu You. If his men had not arrived in time, Zou Yu would have died halfway.
After he woke up, what he felt was not pain or weakness, but a crazy love for Pei Yunshu.
Every time he thought of the whip Pei Yunshu had used on him, he would react.
Even now that the effect of the red powder had worn off, he still felt restless whenever he thought of Pei Yunshu.
Master Qingfeng frowned, "Since the effect of the powder has worn off, you'd better sober up."
"I'm very sober," Zou Yushen narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and suddenly laughed, "That little hot-tempered guy, Ling Hall Master, I really envy you. How great it would be if I was the one who was kidnapped by him for two months."
Young Master Qingfeng frowned more deeply. When he finished speaking, his frown was gone, but his face was as cold as ice.
"Zou Yu, some things can be said, but some things are better to be thought over before speaking."
Zou Yu sneered, "Master Ling, are you going to tell me again that beauties are the graves of heroes?"
"That's right," he looked at Master Qingfeng with amusement, "How could I forget that you are usually very annoyed by those beautiful women who bring trouble... You don't like beauties who cause disputes, and you don't like Pei Yunshu, right?"
He nonchalantly probed, "After two months, you still feel the same way, Master Ling?"
Young Master Qingfeng felt a sudden pain in his heart. He recalled Pei Yunshu's expression at the door that day, with half of his face turned away and no expression at all.
Master Qingfeng didn't know how he said it, "Pei Yunshu doesn't like me."
Zou Yu's voice turned cold, "Does your master like my beauty?"
Master Qingfeng, "Your beauty? Zou Yu, it seems that you haven't been whipped enough, and you haven't been beaten enough by the people around Pei Yunshu."
Zou Yu didn't say anything, but his eyes as deep as the sea looked deeply at Master Qingfeng. After a long while, he said, "Let's go, Master Ling. The Sect Master wants you to come over."
*
There was silence in the dim hall.
Young Master Qingfeng knelt on one knee on the ground and said, "I am incompetent, please punish me, Sect Master."
The clan leader who was sitting high up in the seat said, "Let's not talk about the punishment first, what did you bring back?"
Young Master Qingfeng pursed his lips and took out a scroll from his sleeve.
As soon as the scroll was taken out, the sect leader smiled and said, "Ichiji just told me that the Divine Scroll was intercepted by someone on the way. It turns out that it ended up in your hands after many twists and turns."
He stepped down from his high seat and walked over to Master Qingfeng, "Did he get sucked in?"
Young Master Qingfeng's fingers turned white as he clutched the scroll. There was no candlelight in the hall, but the veins on his hands were blue and mixed with blood, and he had restrained himself to the point of protruding.
"yes."
The sect leader took the scroll from him, untied the golden thread, and the scroll unfolded, revealing the painting before his eyes.
Zou Yu took a step forward and became somewhat interested, but when he saw what was painted in the painting, his eyes were filled with shock.
"This is Pei Yunshu?" The sect leader laughed a few times, "I heard that Your Excellency originally wanted to use the Human Emperor's body as a retreat, but he completely destroyed Your Excellency's retreat."
The sect leader waved his hand to the side, and someone carried a rosewood table and placed it in front of him. The sect leader placed the painting on the table, and now that his hands were free, he had the leisure to bend over and look at the person in the painting.
Zou Yu at the side could not help but take a few steps forward. The sect leader looked at him and said, "Zou Yu, in your opinion, what does Pei Yunshu look like?"
Zou Yu looked at the person in the painting, his burning gaze moving from Pei Yunshu's hair to his fingertips, and finally looking into Pei Yunshu's eyes. He spoke as if holding it on the tip of his tongue, "I want to hide it in my sleeve and never show it to anyone."
The clan leader said, "Then he must be very good looking."
"Master," Zou Yu stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the corner of the eye of the person in the painting, "Please come closer and take a look."
The clan leader really came closer, and even though he couldn't tell whether a beauty was good or bad, he couldn't help but be startled, "It's red."
"The corners of the eyes are red," Zou Yu looked at the corners of Pei Yunshu's eyes with a smile, "The color is very light, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all."
As he spoke, his hand slid from the corner of his eye to his lips. The color of his lips was exceptionally vivid and bright, as if he had just eaten brown sugar, and was glowing with a sweet and light red like honey.
It was neither too dark nor too light. The clan leader said, "This color is beautiful. The painter has good painting skills."
Zou Yu raised his eyebrows, "Doesn't the Imparting God Diagram suck people in? Pei Yunshu was sucked in, so this color is naturally the color of his lips."
His fingertips gently poked the lips of the person in the painting, as if he was really touching the soft lips.
The Sect Master had no feelings for beauty, which was why Young Master Qingfeng dared to present the Divine Investiture Diagram to him. The Sect Master only looked at the two red spots and wanted to get up without much interest. When he was halfway up, he suddenly smelled a bit of peach blossom fragrance at the tip of his nose.
The sect leader then lowered his body again, his nostrils moving slightly, and followed the fragrance of peach blossoms to Pei Yunshu's lips.
At this moment, he was less than a finger's distance away from those lips.
The leader took his eyes away from the scent of peach blossoms and met the eyes of the person in the painting.
These eyes were extremely bright and clear, lively and smiling, so realistic that they didn't look like a painting anymore.
The Sect Master stared at it for a while before he stood up. Zou Yu asked, "Sect Master, what are you going to do with the person in the painting?"
The leader asked back, "You want him?"
Young Master Qingfeng gritted his teeth.
His leg was throbbing with pain as he knelt on one knee. He clenched his hands in his sleeves and could almost hear the sound coming from his teeth.
The sound of wanting to eat human flesh.
But he had to maintain a calm expression on his face.
When Zou Yu heard the Sect Master's words, he did not even hesitate, and replied, "I want him."
The leader raised his eyebrows and looked at Zou Yu for a second. He had never seen Zou Yu so anxious before. He did not agree to it, but pointed at the white fox at the fingertips of Pei Yunshu in the painting, "Who is this fox?"
Master Qingfeng lowered his head and said, "That's Pei Yunshu's little pet."
The leader nodded and instructed the people around him, "Tell Tobiji that the Divine Graph is in my hands."
After the people around him left, Young Master Qingfeng couldn't help but raise his head.
The lord noticed, "What do you want to know?"
Young Master Qingfeng's Adam's apple rolled, and he asked, "Sect Master, what did Yuan Er do?"
"She went to play tricks on a mortal," the clan leader said, "She has always liked handsome men. This time, it seems that she has taken a fancy to a mortal general?"
He turned and asked the people around him.
The man hiding in the shadows nodded, "This painting was drawn by that mortal general."
The clan leader nodded, then looked at Young Master Qingfeng, "You have made a contribution, Qingfeng, tell me what you want."
Young Master Qingfeng's real name is Ling Qingfeng, and this title was only used during the parade that day, so it was not considered a lie to Pei Yunshu and the others.
Young Master Qingfeng wanted to say "I dare not", but he opened and closed his lips several times and could not utter a single word.
The sect leader did not force him, but just looked at the painting on the table and asked casually, "You have been with this person for more than two months. You shouldn't have the intention of betraying the sect, right?"
Master Qingfeng's heart tightened, and he said without hesitation: "I dare not."
"Master, you are worrying too much," Zou Yu smiled maliciously, "Master Ling personally sent this painting up here. Pei Yunshu and the others will hate him to death."
The clan leader laughed twice and said, "Get up."
Young Master Qingfeng stood up expressionlessly.
The Sect Master rolled up the painting on the table and finally tied it up with a thin thread. Zou Yu couldn't help but ask, "Sect Master, can you give Pei Yunshu to me?"
The leader seemed not to have heard. He threw the scroll to the person beside him and ordered, "Go hang it in my room."
After giving the order, he looked at Zou Yu and said slowly, "You said Pei Yunshu is a beauty, so I have to take a good look at her beauty. When I get tired of her, we can talk about it then."
Zou Yu clenched his hands instantly, his eyes dark and unclear, "Yes."
*
In the eyes of the leader of Huajin Sect, a divine painting is not worthy of his special attention even if the person in the painting has some relationship with His Majesty.
After finishing his business, the sect leader returned to the room. When he looked up, he saw the God-granting Picture hanging brightly in the room.
The clan leader stepped closer and looked at her carefully for a while, but he couldn't see what was so good about Pei Yunshu. Her eyes were a pair of eyes, her lips were lips, but in his eyes, they were just barely pleasing to the eye.
But for him, it seems that being "comfortable" is no longer easy.
The sect leader's eyes moved to the wrist of the person in the painting.
He looked at the black snake-shaped bracelet and narrowed his eyes slightly.