NFBE Chapter 131 Xue Lan, do you blame me?
Chapter 131 Xue Lan, do you blame me?
Several girls from Qianxiu Pavilion liked Xue Tong and gave her many trinkets before they left.
After bidding farewell to the embroiderers, the two walked down the street. Xue Tong held Xue Lan's hand in one hand and carried a delicate purse in the other.
The purse was embroidered with a lively swallow, and surrounded by drooping willow branches. The overall color was a light emerald green, which Xue Tong liked very much.
The little girl held the purse up in front of Xue Lan.
Would you like to take a look?
Xue Lan's gentle smile was like a ray of sunshine in the dead of winter, both helpless and indulgent.
"I can't see."
The little girl laughed: "I always thought that even if a celestial being like you were truly blind, you would still be different from ordinary people. Xue Lan, couldn't you just grow two eyes on your shoulders?"
Xue Lan felt that the little girl's demands were becoming increasingly unreasonable. The girl groped her way to her side and patted her head.
"nonsense."
Xue Tong was still somewhat unwilling to give up: "Really not allowed? I really want to see it."
Xue Lan pretended to hit her. The little girl laughed and ran far away. When she turned around, she saw Xue Lan still standing there.
The southern region where the Great Shun Dynasty is located has no winter, so even though it's already winter elsewhere, the temperature here is at most considered cool.
In the gentle breeze, Xue Lan's grayish-white eyes stared blankly ahead. Upon closer inspection, one could see a hint of mischievous amusement within them, like a pool of intoxicating sweet wine in her round almond-shaped eyes.
The girl's dress was blown up by the wind, like a white butterfly fluttering in the air.
Xue Tong shouted, "If you don't keep up, I'll abandon you!"
Xue Lan smiled and said, "I am blind and dare not walk on my own."
Her tone suggested she was certain Xue Tong would come back to pull her away.
Xue Tong sighed, turned around, and took Xue Lan's hand. The girl then tapped him on the head twice.
The two walked slowly down the long street. Xue Tong asked the girl behind her, "Will your eyes always be like this?"
Xue Lan replied to her in a lazy, hoarse voice: "I don't know, it depends on luck."
Looking at her half-dead state, Xue Tong inexplicably thought of when she first met Xue Lan.
That's how Xue Lan was back then. He spoke slowly and deliberately, looking like a carefree immortal.
"Xue Lan, are you angry with me?" the little girl suddenly asked.
Xue Lan was somewhat puzzled: "What's it to you?"
It's my fault for interfering during your time of relaxation.
It's her fault for stirring up the leisurely clouds, dragging the lofty Wolf King into this mundane drama. He went from being carefree and unburdened to becoming a busy, ordinary person.
Xue Lan chuckled softly, looking at the white soul light emanating from Xue Tong's body.
It's much better than before.
“This is not your fault,” Xue Lan said slowly.
The girl stopped next to a vendor selling candied hawthorns and took out two copper coins from her sleeve: "Boss, two strings of candied hawthorns."
The vendor looked at Xue Lan's eyes curiously: "Miss, your eyes..."
Xue Lan smiled, and Xue Tong, who was behind her, stepped forward, took the two strings of candied hawthorns, and stuffed one of them into Xue Lan's hand.
"His eyes are blind, but his nose is quite sensitive."
The two walked forward, munching on candied hawthorns, and Xue Lan continued to answer Xue Tong's question.
"You must understand that someone like me won't have a stable life forever."
Xue Tong understood that Xue Lan's forgotten memories, those past events she would never mention even if she did recall them, concealed secrets she was unwilling to tell anyone.
The wolf lord in front of me, who occupies the body of a young girl, is in essence an elder who has lived for over three thousand years.
The two gradually switched places, with Xue Lan walking slowly ahead, holding Xue Tong's hand.
When they returned to the inn, most of the guests from the previous night had already left. Only the thin man Xue Tong had seen before was having lunch.
Xue Tong asked the shopkeeper with some curiosity, "Is he also out of options in the capital?"
The shopkeeper looked at the middle-aged man with disdain: "That's right. I've heard from the previous customers that this gentleman is a well-known grain merchant who travels all over the country. He has a large mansion on Yong'an Street, where he lives alone."
Xue Tong sat at the table and continued to ask, "Then why doesn't he go home?"
The shopkeeper said sarcastically, "I don't know, maybe they just don't want to waste food."
Xue Tong wanted to ask another question, but was gently tugged at by the person next to her. Xue Lan shook her head slightly, indicating that she should eat lunch.
Since the meal was arranged in advance by the imperial court, it was naturally not a feast of meat and fish. The kitchen served the two of them two bowls of plain noodles.
Xue Tong suppressed her curiosity, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat the noodles.
Xue Lan also fumbled for chopsticks and the two slowly ate their noodles.
After a long while, Xue Tong nudged Xue Lan: "You're not feeling well right now, shouldn't you eat something good?"
Xue Lan guessed her little scheme, and the girl took out a dozen or so copper coins from her sleeve: "Go eat meat if you want."
Xue Tong gathered all the dozen or so copper coins into her palm and gave Xue Lan a sweet smile.
"Thank you, sister!"
The little girl skipped and hopped to the shopkeeper, while Xue Lan stayed where she was, eating her noodles.
Are outsiders more trustworthy than me?
A familiar voice entered her mind. Xue Lan was slightly taken aback.
"Lord Changjun is too obstinate, Xue Lan is still a little scared."
"You are me, and I am you! Are you still afraid?" The inner demon was clearly not buying Xue Lan's act.
Xue Lan watched Xue Tong skip and hop back, then with a wave of her sleeve, strange flames rose from her sea of consciousness, driving all the scattered demonic energy back into the wooden door.
"I don't really want to talk to Wolf King right now, you should go back first."
"I ordered braised pork ribs." Xue Tong sat down happily next to Xue Lan.
Xue Lan slowly finished the last bite of noodles, looked at Xue Tong and asked, "Do you know about the three souls and seven spirits?"
Xue Tong looked up at her: [I know! What's wrong?]
The girl's voice was soft yet firm: "All living beings in this world have souls. The so-called three souls are the heavenly soul, the earthly soul, and the human soul."
Xue Tong nodded: "You mentioned this before. The process of death is the continuous disappearance of the seven souls. After death, the celestial soul returns to heaven and earth, the terrestrial soul returns to the underworld, and the human soul dissipates in the world."
"You've learned well." Xue Lan's fingertips traced across the table, revealing a complex golden character.
Xue Tong craned his neck to take a look, and it was the character “蜮”.
"Based on my recovered memories, I've made a slight deduction. I might really be a fragment."
Xue Tong didn't seem to care: "Your body? When are we going to steal it from the wasteland?"
Xue Lan felt that this child truly had confidence in himself.
"It's not just my body!"
Xue Tong paused in his work as the waiter brought over a steaming plate of braised pork ribs and placed it on the table between the two of them.
Xue Lan nodded to Xue Tong: "Eat something first."
So Xue Tong started eating braised pork ribs, and just as she was enjoying her meal, the girl beside her slowly spoke: "My three souls have also been divided."
The bone in Xue Tong's hand fell onto the table.