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After pondering for a moment, he nodded and then turned to give the order, "Let's rest for today and set off early tomorrow."
He then accompanied Mei Shuang up the mountain.
Inside the Prison Cart, Kuranami Miyako watched as Nangong Nuo dotingly treated Mei Shuang, her eyes filled with hatred that felt like it could bleed.
She hated that she had become a prisoner, and she hated that she had mistakenly trusted a heartless man.
Suddenly, after walking for a short while, Mei Shuang turned back and approached the Prison Cart. She quietly gazed at Kuranami Miyako for a moment before lowering her voice to a whisper only they could hear, "You need to behave and listen. When I return, I'll let you go..."
Kuranami Miyako was first taken aback, then looked at Mei Shuang in shock.
Mei Shuang then raised her voice, "No good deed goes unpunished! I knew it; you people from the Eastern Kingdom have no good intentions! Once we reach the capital, let's see where you can run!"
Watching Mei Shuang's gray figure gracefully depart, Kuranami Miyako suddenly fell silent.
Just moments ago, Mei Shuang's gaze had been clear and resolute, carrying a reassuring strength.
In an instant, she felt somewhat dazed. Was this really the legendary Mei Shuang?
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The mountain path was not easy to traverse; however, going uphill was relatively easier than the descent earlier.
The road was winding but not rugged. Compared to the shortcut Kuranami Miyako had taken down the mountain before, this route was much easier. Moreover, with Nangong Nuo by her side, who occasionally helped her along the way—sometimes even lifting her by the waist during difficult stretches—she didn’t feel overly fatigued.
The occasional skin-to-skin contact was quite enjoyable for Nangong Nuo. Although Mei Shuang sometimes felt that his hand around her waist was a bit too forward and had hints of impropriety, it was still much lighter than his insistence on waiting for her to go to bed that night. Furthermore, without Nangong Nuo's assistance on this rugged path, she truly wouldn’t have made it up.
Thus, weighing her options, she chose to act oblivious.
As they neared the summit, a sudden gust of wind swept through, creating a sensation of flying sand and stones.
Mei Shuang squinted against the wind and noticed Nangong Nuo ahead moving quickly as if dodging something.
A rustling sound came from above, followed by some falling debris, and then the noise turned somewhat muffled.
She opened her eyes and was instantly stunned to see a massive rock teetering on the slope not far away, clearly about to topple in her direction.
"Watch out!"
Nangong Nuo dodged the falling stones and glanced back to see Mei Shuang still standing there in a daze. Without hesitation, he leaped forward, wrapping his arms around Mei Shuang to shield her from the rapidly descending debris. He quickly jumped to the adjacent slope, temporarily avoiding the falling rocks.
Perhaps due to years of wind and sun exposure, the rocks on the nearby slope were also unstable. Feeling the ground shift beneath him, Nangong Nuo held his breath and moved swiftly. Just as he left his previous spot, the massive rock rolled past where he had been standing moments before.
Mei Shuang screamed in shock.
Nangong Nuo winced at her sudden scream, which made his ears ache. After a few more leaps, he landed on a stone several yards away.
Mei Shuang trembled as she climbed down from Nangong Nuo's arms and sat down on the ground, drenched in cold sweat.
Nangong Nuo looked at Mei Shuang's pale face without changing his expression and scoffed, "You usually boast about your bravery; where did that courage go today?"
Suddenly, he frowned and looked down at his palm in confusion.
In the center of his palm were several deep nail marks, almost all of which were bleeding. He opened his hand towards Mei Shuang with a wry smile and said, "How can a woman have such strength?"
Regaining her composure, Mei Shuang took a deep breath and apologized, "I'm sorry; I was really scared just now..."
While expressing her insincere apology, she turned to survey the surrounding terrain. Upon seeing it, she immediately jumped up and clung tightly to Nangong Nuo, trembling like a leaf and refusing to let go.
The rock they were on could barely accommodate two people; it jutted out from the slope like a diving board suspended in mid-air.
When Mei Shuang glanced down earlier, it felt as if she was hanging in mid-air. The whistling wind around her made her feel extremely unsafe. A slight misstep could lead to a disastrous fall.
Nangong Nuo found himself both amused and exasperated by Mei Shuang's fear of heights, especially as she clung to his shoulder with both arms wrapped tightly around his neck. She seemed desperate to merge into him, holding on so tightly that it felt more than just "ambiguous."
Previously, Mei Shuang would avoid him at all costs and draw clear boundaries; now she was suddenly so proactive. Aside from feeling slightly out of breath, Nangong Nuo found the situation quite enjoyable. Despite the cold wind howling around them, he felt uncomfortably warm under Mei Shuang's trembling embrace as she kept her eyes shut tight.
At this moment, Mei Shuang had only one thought: to leave this place quickly, fearing that a gust of wind would come and blow her away. For a moment, she almost envisioned herself falling off the cliff.
But Nangong Nuo stood firm, unmoved no matter how much she struggled, which gave Mei Shuang a slight sense of security.
However, this was not a place to stay for long. With her eyes closed, she trembled and asked, "W-why aren't we leaving yet?"
Nangong Nuo seemed not to hear her and remained still.
She grew anxious and nearly shouted in Nangong Nuo's ear, "Hurry up!"
Nangong Nuo still did not move.
This was strange!
Mei Shuang hurriedly got up from Nangong Nuo's shoulder and opened her eyes, only to find herself face-to-face with Nangong Nuo, less than two centimeters apart.
Without giving Mei Shuang a chance to react, Nangong Nuo firmly held her slender waist and pressed his lips against her long-desired soft lips.
Mei Shuang felt a chill on her lips, followed by the warm breath enveloping her with a man's scent...
Just as she was about to struggle, a vague warning reached her ears, "Don't move!"
Mei Shuang truly dared not move.
In this place, the power dynamics were completely unequal. The only thing she could do was weakly resist for a moment before yielding to Nangong Nuo's advances...
Mei Shuang's kissing skills were already lacking, and now being tightly held by Nangong Nuo, she felt as if she could barely breathe while also feeling an overwhelming heat throughout her body.
Nangong Nuo became increasingly unruly; amidst his gradually heavy breathing, one hand that had been supporting Mei Shuang's waist had unknowingly wandered to her chest.
Feeling the other's touch made Mei Shuang shiver. She was mortified and cursed this despicable man for taking advantage of her.
Without hesitation, she raised her hand to block his wandering hand.
In just a moment, Nangong Nuo's hand slipped away from her chest and took a different path, wandering up Mei Shuang's back until it quickly supported her underarm.
Of course, that position was even better; with just a slight tilt of his fingers, he could touch the softness of Mei Shuang's chest.
It could be said that they were both aiming for the same goal through different means!
Mei Shuang was stunned; this man was truly skilled!
She then took a deep breath, sharply turning her head to avoid Nangong Nuo, finally able to breathe freely.
She gasped for air, feeling a burning sensation on her lips, likely from Nangong Nuo's earlier forceful actions.
She glared at Nangong Nuo, who wore a teasing smile at the corner of his lips. Just as she was about to say something, she heard him chuckle lightly, "They don't really welcome you here; you might as well stay for a while..."
"......"
The topic had shifted too abruptly. Mei Shuang was first taken aback and then looked up at the mountain. She could vaguely see the temple's roof now; there was at most ten more minutes of walking left.
"Why?" Mei Shuang frowned. "If I'm not welcome, why go to such lengths to reject me?"
Nangong Nuo smiled knowingly but said nothing more.
The cold wind howled, and the massive rock that had just fallen was now wedged in a narrow gap in the mountainside, precariously poised to fall. It seemed that with just a little wind, the rock could tumble down the mountain.
"Perhaps what happened earlier was just an accident," Mei Shuang said after thinking for a moment.
She felt that the people at the temple were somewhat strange, especially that Jinghui who had looked at her with eyes that clearly recognized someone familiar. It was very likely that she knew Mei Shuang. But why didn't she reveal it? Did she really believe that she was a woman named Lin Yuxiang? Was it simply because she was too different from the previous Mei Shuang? If what Nangong Nuo said was true, even if they didn't want her to come up, there was no need for such a method; they could simply close the door and refuse to see her.
The more she thought about it, the more puzzling it became. Suddenly, Mei Shuang had a strange intuition that the woman in the temple must have some connection to her.
Seeing Mei Shuang's slightly furrowed brow as if she were pondering something, Nangong Nuo's deep gaze remained fixed on her.
Nangong Nuo's confusion about the oddities in the temple was no less than Mei Shuang's. Rather than being a place of Buddhist seclusion, it seemed more like a hiding spot.
Without mentioning others, just that Little Nun, with her delicate skin and poised demeanor, certainly had something unusual about her after what just happened. I had planned to discuss this later, as my purpose for coming here was already fulfilled—Mei Shuang was safe, and the assassin from the Eastern Kingdom had been dealt with. Therefore, there was no need to investigate this matter immediately. However, the earlier situation revealed the other party's intentions.
Mei Shuang, not bothering to dwell on Nangong Nuo's earlier behavior, looked up and asked, "How do you know this wasn't an accident?"
Nangong Nuo smiled and replied, "A martial artist is always alert when out in the world."
In truth, this statement meant little to Mei Shuang. However, since Nangong Nuo said it, there must be some reason behind it.
Thinking back to the boulder that could have been pushed down while she was alone on the mountain, the consequences were unimaginable. Mei Shuang broke out in a cold sweat.
One cannot deny that if what Nangong Nuo said is true, then her enemies were indeed residing in that temple. Yet she had miraculously survived. This thought made Mei Shuang feel a sense of dread.
People often have this characteristic; curiosity can lead to trouble. Perhaps this describes Mei Shuang's current feelings—growing fear and increasing curiosity. At that moment, she insisted on accompanying Nangong Nuo to take a look.
Nangong Nuo's martial skills were impressive; she led Mei Shuang through without any further obstacles.
As always, the temple was quiet. There wasn't even a name on the door, but from outside, one could see several towering ancient trees inside, their branches intertwining.
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