Chapter 1647 - 299:

"Grandma, Alii..."

"Alii is fine." As Liu Yumei said this, she looked up at Xiao Yuan's room on the second floor, "Nothing major."

"Then I'll go inside to see her?"

"Go ahead."

"Alright."

Watching the young man push open the East Room door and walk inside, Liu Yumei bowed her head and took another sip of tea.

Alii indeed had nothing serious, just that morning, there was a small accident. When Liu Yumei noticed this disturbance, she was somewhat alarmed.

It was she who asked Uncle Qin to do the repairs there, not to hide it from Xiao Yuan but to hide it from herself.

"Ah, you start with this, and surely you'll end with this."

I thought my granddaughter was genuinely getting better, but the truth proved that all her improvements were based on that young man.

Liu Yumei felt sorrow and a sense of melancholy yet also a hint of relief.

Aunt Liu came over, looking somewhat downcast.

Because Meng Meng didn't return.

At home, Meng Meng is not allowed in the kitchen. That silly girl knows she can't help with cooking, so she often stood at the kitchen window, chatting with the one cooking.

Liu Yumei: "Alright, the person's not dead, is it necessary to act like this?"

"It's not your apprentice."

"In this line of work, parting and death are commonplace. Ali once went alone, and surviving to come back was already a miracle. Instances like Xiao Yuan's where all returned safely are rare indeed.

Just assume Meng Meng is already dead.

Think about it, hey, the girl isn't dead yet, feeling more relieved inside?"

"That girl loves lively places. I'm afraid she won't hold up alone there."

"Children have their own plans and arrangements. As an adult, if you show it on your face, it'll just add pressure on them."

Aunt Liu took a deep breath, her expression returning to normal, and she smiled: "You're right, I've overthought this."

Liu Yumei: "Anyway, it'll only be a few years now, it'll come to an end before we finish our night journeys and extinguish our lanterns."

Zhuangzhuang's version of the story hasn't been organized well yet, and Liu Yumei isn't clear on the details of the previous wave. But she still judged that the matter of Yin Meng won't take too long, at least, it won't wait until Xiao Yuan goes to Jiang Chenggong's gate and becomes Dragon King.

Ordinary Dragon Kings, those old entities might not give face, but Xiao Yuan is different.

Old ones merely rely on their longevity, but they can't compete with this generation's young Dragon King.

Once Xiao Yuan becomes Dragon King, sitting at Fengdu's gate, it's just a matter of seeing who wears out whom.

Liu Yumei: "By the way, where is Run Sheng?"

Aunt Liu: "Just now, Ali called him to go to the fields; Ali feels for his own apprentice."

Liu Yumei rubbed her forehead: "Ah, I advised you but forgot to remind that fool in advance; maybe he went to comfort him on purpose."

At this time, Lin Shuyou came out from the living room carrying a basin and cloth. He had just wiped the coffins for everyone to rest at night.

Liu Yumei looked up at Lin Shuyou.

Lin Shuyou nodded respectfully to Liu Yumei and giggled.

Liu Yumei: "See, even Ah You wasn't surrounding Run Sheng with comfort, he must have been informed in advance."

East Room.

Li Zhiyuan walked inside and saw Alii, dressed in a white dress, sitting next to the bed.

The hair decoration was meticulously adorned, indicating she knew he would return today, though she deliberately hid in the room and didn't come out.

As the young man walked in, the girl looked up, glanced at him, then bowed her head again, her hand hidden in the hem clenched even tighter.

Almost as if afraid.

Li Zhiyuan knew the girl wasn't afraid of him but was afraid of him knowing.

"Alii, I'm back."

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Li Zhiyuan stood to the left of the girl, reached out, and said, "Come on, let's go chat on the terrace. My experiences this time were really exciting."

The girl nodded, stood up, and handed her right hand to the boy.

Li Zhiyuan quickly seized the girl's left hand.

The girl shivered slightly, instinctively wanting to withdraw her left hand.

The boy held on without letting go, and the girl raised her eyes, glanced at him, and lowered her head again without further struggling.

Li Zhiyuan held the girl's wrist with his left hand and gently pried open the fingers of her left hand one by one with his right hand, his movements tender, yet his attitude firm.

The girl's palm was opened, revealing a glaring wound carved with an engraving knife.

The wound was long and deep, despite having been treated.

Her left hand should have been bandaged, but knowing he came back, she feared he would see it, so she removed the bandage on her own.

Li Zhiyuan's mind conjured up a picture:

In his room on the second floor, Alii was sitting on the chair behind the desk, carving something, suddenly freezing, carving her own palm open with the engraving knife, and then raising her head to vent, and blood swept the ceiling like a chain.

This image was merely Li Zhiyuan's initial imagination. He knew the scene at the time must have been more extreme because...

"You sensed me dying, right?"

Alii bit her lower lip, after a moment, she nodded slowly, like a child who did something wrong.

Once Li Zhiyuan had self-harmed with incense, she discovered it, and was angry. This time, it was her turn to do the same thing, caught.

Yet, Li Zhiyuan was not angry, instead he lightly stroked the girl's palm wound and smiled:

"Alii, seeing you do this, I'm actually happy.

If you feel that if I die, you wouldn't want to live any longer in a world that scares you, you could die with me."

Alii raised her head, looking at the young man, eyes filled with wonder, she didn't expect him to say such a thing.

"But you know, I'm actually not that easy to kill. This kind of thing, there might be many more like it, with longer intervals than this time.

Because the ones targeting me are many, including the sky above us.

When I survive and return home, I want to see you upon my return; if I'm not dead but you've died first, what should I do?

The ones wanting to kill me cannot do it; those attempting it, I'll deal with them one by one.

You need to have faith in me, regardless of what you sense later, even if Tan Wenbin himself tells you I'm dead.

Don't believe him, because it's my plan, and this plan cannot have a second person knowing, including Tan Wenbin.

You should be well, waiting for me, like before, beautifully waiting for me.

Look at this now, the hand is wounded, it doesn't look good."

The girl quickly withdrew her left hand, hiding it from the boy's view.

"Where's the medicine? I'll reapply it and bandage it for you, Aunt Liu's medicine surely won't leave scars.

Zhao Yi also has excellent scar-removing medicine; later I'll ask him for some to keep ready.

When I came downstairs, I didn't see him, don't know where he's enjoying himself now."

…

Li Zhiyuan's consciousness deep within.

The Body holding the engraving knife, standing inside the basement looking at the completed statues, specifically focusing on Alii's statue.

Statue dressed in a white blouse and a horse skirt, adorned with a wooden hairpin, dignified and graceful.

This was Li Zhiyuan's favorite outfit in his memory, and Alii knew Li Zhiyuan liked it, so she wore it frequently for a while.

The Body replicated it.

That time, the Body briefly controlled Li Zhiyuan's physical form, having an obsession to test Alii's strength.

The Body viewed the girl differently than Li Zhiyuan, who saw her as someone to protect, while the Body only recognized clear value it could wield.

Now, the Body got its answer, surprisingly exceeding its original estimates:

"Using chess to enter the game, mountain ranges, weather in all forms, all seen by me, nurturing the Liu Family's aura;

Using dreams as a board, evil spirits, intimidation curses, tempering my soul, honing the Qin family's dragon.

Oh Heart Demon, though you carry the gates of both families on your shoulders,

But Qin Li...

Is truly the epitome of the heritage of the Qin and Liu Families!"