Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Chapter 426: The Heroic Knight 7

The night is as dark as ink, and the sound of horse hooves is deafening.

Meng Qiqi and her group escorted the dejected Tang Wuying back to Yihua Palace under the moonlight.

The towering palace gate was looming in the night, and the swaying lanterns on the palace wall stretched the shadows of the people into long and slender shapes, like an ink painting.

In the main hall of Yihua Palace, candlelight flickered.

Yao Yue leaned on the green jade couch, her red palace dress making her eyes and eyebrows look even more beautiful, and her fingertips gently stroked the gilded teacup.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up, and when her eyes met Tang Wuying, her gaze suddenly froze - on that young face, she could still vaguely see the shadow of the man from twenty years ago.

"Grand Palace Master, Tang Wuying has been brought back." Qinglan took a step forward, and the long sword made a clear sound as it was sheathed.

Meng Qiqi observed Yao Yue's reaction calmly.

She keenly noticed that Yao Yue's fingers holding the teacup suddenly tightened, causing tiny ripples in the tea in the cup.

"How should we deal with him?" Meng Qiqi asked softly, breaking the eerie silence in the hall.

Yao Yue's thoughts had already drifted away.

Twenty years ago, she was as young and frivolous as Tang Wuying is today, and fell in love with the most outstanding disciple of the Tang Sect.

But fate played tricks on them. Family feuds and disputes in the underworld crushed that relationship to pieces.

The deep affection and despair in that man's eyes when he finally fell under her sword became a nightmare that she could never erase in her life.

Lian Xin stood aside and saw every change in her sister's expression.

She coughed lightly, took a half step forward and reminded, "Sister, it's getting late."

Yao Yue woke up as if from a dream. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "First, lock him up in the Ice Dungeon and wait for Palace Master Shui Bingxin to arrive."

"Palace Master Shui Bingxin?" Qing Lan looked puzzled. "She's coming to Yihua Palace?"

"Indeed." Yao Yue picked up the teacup and took a sip, trying to hide the trembling in her voice. "In three days, she will bring the people from the Divine Water Palace to discuss important matters."

Meng Qiqi's heart moved slightly.

Although she had met Shui Bingxin several times, she had no idea that there was a relationship between the Palace Master of Shenshui Palace and Tang Wuying.

Looking at Yao Yue's forced calmness, she suddenly realized that the seemingly glorious Grand Palace Master also had unknown pain in his heart.

"What about Tang Wuying..." Meng Qiqi wanted to ask more, but was interrupted by Lian Xin.

"Let's leave this matter at that for now." Lian Xin said calmly, "Qinglan, take everyone downstairs to rest first. Meng Qiqi stay here, I have something to ask you."

After everyone left, only Yaoyue, Lianxin and Meng Qiqi were left in the hall.

The candlelight crackled, casting the shadows of the three people on the wall, flickering.

"You've made an indelible contribution to this operation." Lian Xin stared at Meng Qiqi with a sharp gaze. "But I'm curious about how you were able to transfer the supplies without anyone noticing."

Meng Qiqi's heart tightened, but she remained calm on the surface: "It was just some underworld tricks that got her away with it."

Yao Yue raised her eyes, looking at her with a half-smile: "Oh? To be able to hide from the eyes and ears of the Tang Sect and the Blood Blade Sect, this 'little trick' is really not simple."

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Meng Qiqi secretly clenched her fists, thinking about how to respond.

At this moment, a melodious flute sound came from afar, like crying and complaining, breaking the deadlock in the hall.

"It's Palace Master Shui Bingxin's 'Soul Separation Song.'" Lian Xin's expression changed slightly. "She arrived early."

Yao Yue stood up and straightened her clothes: "Let's go and greet the distinguished guests. As for Tang Wuying..."

A complicated look flashed in her eyes, "Let's see how Shui Bingxin handles it."

The three of them walked out of the hall and saw a woman in white standing in the moonlight outside the palace gate, with a jade flute across her lips. The flute sounded melodious, as if telling of endless longing and sorrow.

Meng Qiqi recognized at a glance that the person coming was Shui Bingxin, the Palace Master of Shenshui Palace.

Shui Bingxin raised her eyes, met Yaoyue's gaze, and nodded slightly.

When her eyes swept across the direction where Tang Wuying was imprisoned, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and then returned to normal.

But Meng Qiqi still caught the flash of pain and struggle in her eyes.

"Sister Shui, how are you?" Yao Yue stepped forward with a meaningful smile.

Shui Bingxin put down the jade flute and said softly, "I heard that Sister Yaoyue got a treasure, so I came to see it."

Her voice was as cold as ice, yet there was a subtle tremor in it.

Meng Qiqi stood aside, watching the two palace masters greet each other, secretly speculating in her heart.

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Inside the main hall of Yihua Palace, the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Shui Bingxin was dressed in a plain white robe, sitting in the guest seat with a jade flute in her hand, her expression as cold as ice.

Her gaze inadvertently swept over Tang Wuying who was escorted in, and a trace of imperceptible hatred flashed in her eyes.

"Sister Shui, the person has been brought here." Yao Yue took a sip of tea, and her seemingly nonchalant tone contained a hint of watching a show.

Shui Bingxin slowly stood up and walked towards Tang Wuying step by step.

With every step she took, the chill in the air grew thicker.

"Tang Wuying, do you still remember Shui Mier from Shenshui Palace?" Her voice was so cold that it seemed to come from an ice cellar.

Tang Wuying's face turned pale in an instant, and he subconsciously took a step back: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"Don't know?" Shui Bingxin suddenly sneered, and swung the jade flute violently, and a sharp sword energy went straight to Tang Wuying's face.

Tang Wuying dodged hurriedly, but was still scratched on the cheek by the sword energy.

Qinglan and Meng Qiqi stood aside, stunned by this sudden change.

They had never seen Shui Bingxin, who was always cool and reserved, lose control like this.

"Three years ago, you sneaked into the Shenshui Palace and pretended to pursue Mi'er." Shui Bingxin's voice trembled slightly with anger. "You took advantage of her feelings and stole the Shenshui Palace's treasure, the 'Shuiling Heart Sutra'! When Mi'er discovered the truth, she was heartbroken and went crazy!"

When Meng Qiqi heard this, she felt like the blood in her body was about to freeze.

She suddenly remembered the crazy girl she had met in the back mountain of Shenshui Palace before. At that time, the girl had disheveled hair and kept muttering "liars, all liars". She cried and made a fuss no matter who approached her.

It turns out that the girl is Shui Bingxin’s daughter Shui Mier!

"Tang Wuying, you are simply not a human being!" Meng Qiqi was furious and couldn't help cursing in her heart.

She looked at Tang Wuying's panicked face and felt nauseous.

Such a good girl ended up like this because of this man's deception.

Qinglan was also shocked. She clenched the sword in her hand, wishing she could rush up and teach this scumbag a lesson.

But she still suppressed her anger, looked at Yao Yue, and waited for the instructions of the Grand Palace Master.

"Sister Shui, calm down." Yao Yue finally spoke, her tone indifferent. "Since the person is already in your hands, you can kill him or chop him up as you wish."

Shui Bingxin stared at Tang Wuying, her eyes full of hatred: "Killing you would be too easy for you. I want you to live, a life worse than death!"

She turned and ordered the disciples of the Divine Water Palace behind her: "Take him back to the Divine Water Palace and lock him up in the Ice Purgatory!"

When Tang Wuying was dragged away, he was still struggling and begging for mercy, but Shui Bingxin didn't even look at him.

After dealing with all this, her expression eased slightly. She turned to Yaoyue and said, "Thank you, Sister Yaoyue, for your help. Shenshui Palace will remember this favor."

"It's a bit too formal to say that." Yao Yue said with a smile, "Sister Shui, if there's anything else you need help with, please feel free to ask."

Meng Qiqi stood aside, watching the two palace masters exchanging insincere greetings, and felt a headache.

She never imagined that she was just helping to grab some supplies and would be involved in such a big feud.

And judging from Shui Bingxin's expression, this matter is probably far from over.

"Senior Sister Qinglan, let's go." Meng Qiqi pulled Qinglan's sleeve. She just wanted to find a place to digest this shocking news.

The two walked out of the hall. The night wind blew and Meng Qiqi couldn't help but shiver.

She looked up at the moon in the sky, feeling mixed emotions.

This world is far more complicated than she had imagined.

Qinglan seemed to see through her thoughts and patted her shoulder: "Don't think too much, go to bed early. We still have to continue training tomorrow."

Meng Qiqi nodded and followed Qinglan towards her residence.