Chapter 1027: Subtle Endurance of the Hidden Dragon; Ransom in Hand (8k)_4

Facing the eager and caring gaze of Qian Jin, Gu Tangyin could only swallow her humiliation forcibly.

“Then… I must trouble Peak Master Chen.”

She bit her lower lip, gave Qian Jin a cold, final glance, then decisively turned around, forcing her exhausted body to step back into the cabin of the flying boat.

“Taoist Qian, farewell.”

Chen Ye chuckled lightly, and then activated his spiritual power.

“Buzz—”

The flying boat transformed into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.

“Quick! Send the message via flying sword immediately!”

Qian Jin abruptly turned around, sweeping away the servile flattery he had just displayed in front of Chen Ye, and ordered the disciples behind him of the Huayue Mansion harshly,

“Inform the True Man that Gu Qianlong is safe, his integrity remains! Let the True Man prepare with peace of mind!”

“Yes!”

The disciple accepted the order and quickly released a Sound Transmission Talisman, which soared into the sky.

…

Time flies and years pass swiftly.

The autumn breeze of Lisong Valley gradually took on a biting chill, and the yellow leaves were swept up into the sky.

In the next few months, Chen Ye indeed kept his promise; every month on a fixed day, he would take Gu Tangyin to meet Qian Jin aboard the flying boat.

The first month.

The girl stood at the bow of the spiritual ship, her thin black dress flapping loudly in the cold wind, her expression blank, her form faintly trembling.

Qian Jin watched from below, his heart skipping a beat, unable to help but shout: “Nephew Gu! Why is your body shaking? Did you suffer any hidden injuries?!”

“She is perfectly fine.”

Chen Ye stood by, a gentle smile on his lips, looking at the girl beside him,

“It’s just that autumn is deep, Gu Qianlong feels a bit chilly, right?”

Gu Tangyin remained silent for a long time, slowly nodded.

The second month, the third month…

Midwinter arrived, snow sealed the mountains.

On the flying boat, the north wind howled.

Qian Jin stood below, looking up at the two on the bow, suddenly stunned.

Gu Tangyin could hardly manage to stand, her voice hoarse:

“Qian, Qian Martial Uncle…”

Her legs trembled uncontrollably under her skirt, before boarding the ship, Chen Ye had given her a review of the so-called rules at the desk in the spiritual ship, even harsher than before.

During this time… she couldn’t hold back, revealing some of Huayue Mansion’s personnel layout in the Yan Kingdom.

Meeting Qian Jin at this moment, her emotions were incredibly complex.

“Nephew Gu! What… what happened to you?!”

Qian Jin saw this, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan,

“Peak Master Chen! Didn’t you say you would take good care of her? Why is my nephew so weak?!”

“Why is Taoist Qian anxious?”

Chen Ye naturally extended his hand, affectionately helping her put on a white fox cloak.

This Huayue Qianlong, who usually wouldn’t let anyone touch her… was surprisingly not resistant at all!

And Chen Ye, even more brazenly, wrapped his arm around Gu Tangyin’s frail waist, sighing:

“Gu Qianlong’s cultivation was sealed by me, like a mortal, enduring harsh winter; I suppose Taoist Qian can understand. Yet you, Huayue Mansion, it’s been four months now, are your preparations complete?”

“Everything is ready! Just waiting for the six-month period to end, True Man Dongshan will send someone to make the exchange!”

Qian Jin gritted his teeth, staring at Chen Ye’s hand around Gu Tangyin, feeling something wasn’t right, but dared not speak more.

Forget it.

It’s only helping to support.

As long as Gu Qianlong’s aura is smooth, not humiliated, it’s fine.

“That’s good.”

Chen Ye smiled contentedly, glanced at the girl beside him,

“Gu Qianlong, tell Taoist Qian, how is your stay in Lisong Valley? Are you comfortable?”

“I… am fine. No need to worry, Martial Uncle Qian.”

The girl lowered her eyes, as if talking to herself.

…

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, the sixth month of the agreement had arrived.

The Yan Kingdom welcomed early spring, ice and snow began to melt, but the chill of the spring wind still carried a bit of coldness.

Chen Ye arrived at the back mountain, the cold wind mixed with the chill of melting snow hit him in the face; Gu Tangyin must have suffered quite a bit during this time.

“Creak—”

Pushing open the door, the light inside the house was dim, only a nearly burned-out charcoal fire emitted a faint red glow, incapable of resisting the biting spring cold wind.

Gu Tangyin huddled on a broken wooden bed, shivering, her lips purple, unable to stop trembling all over.

Since her cultivation, she hadn’t felt the chill in many years.

“I sealed your cultivation, but didn’t tie you here? How come you didn’t even notice to add charcoal fire when it’s almost out?”

Chen Ye frowned slightly, looking at the girl whose pretty face was pale from cold, and walked over.

He sat directly at the edge of the bed, reached out and grabbed her ice-cold, frozen hands.

“Let go… Don’t touch me!”

Gu Tangyin coughed, the hatred in her eyes long unconcealed.

Since the day she spoke frankly, she no longer bothered to hide anything.

“Don’t move.”

Chen Ye’s tone was flat, as he transferred a gentle flow of spiritual power into her.

Tsk.

About to send her off to meet Qian Jin, the goods must not have an accident at this time.

“Ha, pretending to be a good guy?”

Gu Tangyin mocked as she watched Chen Ye rub her cold-stiffened body,

“One stick and then a sweet date, you think I, Gu Tangyin, am a masochist? Get lost!”

“You’re overthinking.”

Chen Ye smiled warmly, casually pushing her messy hair behind her ear,

“Soon you’ll be sent back to Ruins Country, I have to make an effort for appearances. Besides, we’ve known each other for so long, no need to be stubborn, right? Who was it yesterday who clung to me, not letting me leave?”

“Going… going back?”

Gu Tangyin stared dazedly at the man so close.

Listening to his gentle voice, feeling the warmth from his palms.

Surprisingly… there was a moment of reluctance.

But only for a moment.

“Mmm!”

Gu Tangyin bit her tongue hard, the strong taste of blood spread in her mouth.