Chapter 300: Deep-Boned Yearning

Chapter 300: Deep-Boned Yearning

This was a scene she had never witnessed in her past or present life.

She was bewildered for a moment, unable to comprehend what was happening, when suddenly a executioner approached the group with his sword raised.

The expressions on their faces were filled with extreme terror, yet they weren't looking at the executioner but rather in Su Youyue's direction.

To be precise, it seemed they weren't looking at her but at something behind her.

What were they looking at?

Just as Su Youyue was about to turn around, the executioner struck down on them—

Suddenly, everything turned crimson before her eyes, and Su Youyue jolted awake from her dream.

The incense in the bronze censer wafted gently, exuding a peaceful ambiance.

She felt somewhat damp and cold, so she hugged herself, and after a while, warmth returned to her body.

What was that dream all about?

Could it truly be a scene from her previous life after her death?

After her death, did Xie Yuan send the Lu family to the execution grounds?

Thinking of Lu Wen's words, Su Youyue became more convinced that the dream was real.

In her past life, regardless of how much Xie Yuan cared for her, he still avenged her.

Knowing the truth of her past life, Su Youyue first felt an increased affection for Xie Yuan, followed by a deep sense of relief.

Initially, she always felt that avenging herself against this life's Lu family wasn't enough. After all, perhaps the Lu family of her past life lived a life of luxury and prosperity after her death, enjoying the wealth she had earned.

But now, knowing they all met a tragic end, she felt an immense sense of satisfaction, like someone drenched in scorching heat suddenly being splashed with cool well water, refreshing every part of her being.

"Xie Yuan..." Su Youyue murmured his name, lowering her gaze, and walked to the table, unconsciously picking up a brush and writing his name on a piece of white paper.

Stroke by stroke, each time she wrote it, she whispered it silently. Before long, the entire sheet was filled with his name, yet she still felt it wasn't enough, just like the endless affection she felt for him, never quite satiated.

Her affection flowed like an unending stream, but her longing for him was like an endless sea of sand, where every drop of water only made her miss him more, intensifying her yearning.

So this is what "deep-boned yearning" means, as described in books.

When she first learned about it, she didn't understand its meaning, but now, recalling it, she thought of the person in the book.

Su Youyue pushed open the window and gazed into the sky in the direction of Xie Mansion in the Capital.

Wondering what he was doing.

Over Yanjing, the clouds drifted leisurely in the sky.

Below, Xie Mansion remained tranquil and picturesque.

Xie Yuan put down his brush after adding the final touch to the painting, his gaze fixed on the girl depicted within.

If Su Youyue were here, she would recognize the painting as her appearance after their intimate encounter today, albeit more revealing.

A knock on the door interrupted him. Xie Yuan placed the painting in a secret chamber before coming out and allowing the person to enter.

"Sir," Zhe Ying bowed respectfully before speaking, "as you predicted, Prince Rong couldn't sit still and secretly went to Wen City. He is currently there."

Xie Yuan sat in the armchair, his expression inscrutable.

"Proceed with the plan and ensure he remains in Wen City forever."

Zhe Ying responded immediately, his resolve unwavering, though he knew the task would be challenging.

As he pondered, Xie Yuan took out two curved knives engraved with lotus patterns from a drawer and placed them on the table. "Be cautious in Wen City. Take these knives with you."

Zhe Ying's eyes flickered momentarily, then he quickly understood, stepping forward to take the knives, feeling their light weight. He knew these knives must be invaluable.

Weapons should be perfectly suited to their wielder, and anything given by the master wouldn't be inferior. These were undoubtedly top-quality blades.

Since the last encounter with Toba Xiao of Dongrong Country, the guards had been learning to use weapons like those used by the Dongrong people, understanding that knowledge of one's enemy leads to victory.

Zhe Ying had been training with curved knives and had improved rapidly.

Receiving these knives now filled him with joy, evident on his face.

Most importantly, the master had personally instructed him to be careful, which meant the master cared for him!

Though usually quiet, Zhe Ying was actually quite eager, while Zhe Jing always appeared smiling but was steadier in temperament. Now, Zhe Ying's joy was unmistakable.

Seeing this, even Xie Yuan's brow softened slightly.

When Zhe Ying left the room, he saw Zhe Jing jumping down from a tree. He immediately showed him the knives. "These are from the master."

Zhe Jing was surprised for a moment before nodding. "Having a lady is indeed beneficial."

"What do you mean?" Zhe Ying asked, puzzled.

Zhe Jing smiled. "You haven't seen how the lady spoils her maidservants. The gifts pile up like a small mountain. The master must have been influenced by this."

In the past, the master never stinted on money for his subordinates, but he never personally bestowed gifts. Now, however, it happens more often.

Zhe Ying understood but soon sighed. "Unfortunately, I won't be back for the master's wedding."

Zhe Jing paused, then patted his shoulder. "Take extra care on this mission. When you return, I'll treat you to several drinks and save some fine wine for you."

The two of them usually had at least one person staying by Xie Yuan's side, so they rarely went on missions together. This time, it was arranged for Zhe Ying to lead the team, so Zhe Jing naturally stayed behind.

Just as Zhe Ying was on the verge of consenting, Li Ying's voice echoed from beyond the garden walls: "Hehe, Miss Jin'er, why must the Madam send a message to the esteemed sir? If she simply has someone convey the message, he will undoubtedly make his way to the Su Mansion!"

Jin'er's voice was clear and adorable: "My miss strictly ordered Lord Xie to rest and recover. You mustn't let him run around! Otherwise, the wedding date might be postponed."

Upon hearing this, Li Ying was taken aback and swiftly struck his own mouth. If the wedding were to be postponed, how many of his comrades would reproach him! And the esteemed lord might even mete out punishment to him!

Hearing Jin'er's voice, Zhe Jing's eyes flickered, and he looked outside. Then he patted Zhe Ying's shoulder twice, instructing him to be more cautious, before walking quickly toward Jin'er.

Watching his back, Zhe Ying scratched his chin in confusion.

He felt that his brother seemed different, not quite the same as before.

But how exactly was he different...

Zhe Ying couldn't figure it out, so he flashed away, leaping onto the wall and disappearing before Jin'er arrived.

As soon as Jin'er entered, she saw Zhe Jing, her eyes sparkling with little stars: "Brother Zhe Jing!"