Both girls stared at the painting before them in a daze, their eyes brimming with tears.
It was only a painting, but the awe-inspiring feeling it gave was as if they were actually there; their very souls were shaken by it.
For a moment, both girls were speechless.
At this moment, the so-called beauty, the so-called intelligence, were all gone. Their entire attention was drawn to the painting.
After some time, Ji Lingxi was shocked to realize that Yun Yang had disappeared from the secret chamber.
"Where's Yun Yang?"
Ji Lingxi could not help asking.
Yue Rulan was jolted awake by Ji Lingxi's question. Wiping her tears, she turned to search but Yun Yang was nowhere to be found.
Both girls were stunned. Yun Yang had been here just now, but where had he gone to now?
The secret chamber was only so big, it could be seen with a single glance. The door to the secret chamber had not been opened since it had been closed just now. Where could Yun Yang have gone?
Yue Rulan suddenly had a flash of inspiration. She turned to look at the painting again. It was the same painting, but looking at it now, there seemed to be something different about it.
Both girls shared the same thought. Exchanging glances, they were both stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, Yun Yang's voice came from the painting. "I'm here."
The two of them were startled and looked towards the direction of the voice. They saw that the painting of eight people had now become nine figures. Behind Ji Lingfeng and Supreme Wind, there was another silhouette amidst the clouds and mist.
It was Yun Yang!
Yun Yang had actually merged into the scroll, reflecting the two of them with the portrait in the scroll.
"You …" Ji Lingxi was stunned. "What is it?"
Everything that was happening before them had exceeded Ji Lingxi's knowledge of the world. How could a living person merge into a painting? It was too unbelievable and unimaginable!
Yun Yang sighed and left the painting. He floated down and said faintly, "I am Supreme Cloud."
This was an explanation for what had happened earlier, and also a declaration of his identity.
Noticing Yun Yang's footsteps, the two ladies were surprised to see that there was a human-shaped dent where Yun Yang had been standing. Yun Yang had been standing there earlier, as if he had really blended into the painting. There was not the slightest bit of incongruity!
What Yun Yang had said now, it was only four words, but it was like a thunderclap in the hearts of the two ladies.
It made the two girls feel dizzy!
Supreme Cloud!
The think-tank of the Nine Supremes!
The youngest of the Nine Supremes!
And … he was Ji Lingfeng's ninth brother!
No wonder he knew about Ji Lingfeng!
"This painting … was made by you?" Yue Rulan asked with reddened eyes.
Without waiting for Yun Yang's reply, he had already confirmed it.
Other than Supreme Cloud, who else could paint such a painting that was both in form and spirit?
Even though their faces were covered and they were only masked and dressed in black, they were able to display that person's unique style with their aura and form!
Even the pairs of eyes in the painting were unique in their own way. They were meticulous and detailed, displaying each person's personality vividly and vividly!
"This is my brother …" Ji Lingxi walked forward and stroked Supreme Wind's portrait, murmuring, "Brother, where are you? Don't you want your sister anymore? "
Yue Rulan stared at it blankly as well, tears rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably.
There were only eight people in the painting now.
The last Supreme, Supreme Cloud, was right beside them. Combining it with the rumors from the outside world, the two ladies had an epiphany.
However, they still dared not believe it; they were unwilling to believe it, hoping for a sliver of luck.
Even if they dared not believe it, unwilling to believe it, unwilling to give up on that sliver of luck, the sorrow in their hearts could not be contained, surging from the bottom of their hearts.
Yun Yang was silent for a moment, but he still spoke up to break the painful silence before him.
"Ji Lingfeng … is Supreme Wind of the Nine Supremes." Yun Yang's Adam's apple bobbed as he said dryly, "My eighth brother."
Ji Lingxi and Yue Rulan looked at him blankly, their gazes sorrowful.
The girls' eyes were already red but they forced themselves to keep them wide open, looking at Yun Yang stubbornly, waiting for the answer that was about to come.
Even though the girls had already guessed the answer, they would only believe it if Yun Yang said it himself.
Nine Supremes, Nine Supremes, as the name suggested, were nine.
There were only eight of them in the portrait.
There was only one left standing in front of him.
It went without saying that this was a foreseen situation. However, the slightest chance of luck was still not extinguished.
"Eighth brother … he … he has already …" Yun Yang closed his eyes, his expression blank like a statue. There was no expression on his face. His hoarse voice sounded like thunder in the quiet secret chamber, each word exploding like thunder.
"He's already … passed away!"
"The battle at Tianxuan Cliff … all my brothers have perished." Yun Yang's voice was devoid of emotion. "I'm the only one left … alone …"
His heart was being torn apart.
This was the first time he had spoken of this with his own mouth.
'My brothers … have passed away. '
The feeling of saying it personally meant that he had admitted the truth.
This was the truth that Yun Yang had tried his best to deny in the past!
He did not want to admit it!
He did not want to admit it!
He did not want to admit it!
Today, however, at this very moment, facing eighth brother's younger sister and fiancée, he had to tear open his scar once again. Even if it hurt his heart and soul, he had to say it!
Yue Rulan shuddered but she forced herself not to let her tears fall.
She looked at Yun Yang with teary eyes and asked with a trembling voice, "What happened then?"
Ji Lingxi fell limply, her eyes empty and her lips quivering as she murmured, "My brother … my brother … is gone?"
Yun Yang sucked in a deep breath and said, "Our identities are unique. Even among brothers, no one knows each other's true identity and original appearance. That's why boss said that before we go on a mission, we should all leave our wills … just in case …"
"This is also for those of us who are still alive to have a memory …"
"Will?" Yue Rulan's eyes shone. She was trembling but she straightened her back and asked, "Where is it?"
"I've destroyed it."
Yun Yang said woodenly, "Eighth brother's will, Supreme Wind's will, I dare not keep it … After all, the implications are too great. I dare not bet on what if. No matter how reluctant I am, I have to ensure its safety."
Tears finally fell from Yue Rulan's eyes. Was the last trace of her lover in this world gone?
"Although the letter isn't here … I've memorized the contents. Every sentence, every word, I remember them all! "
Yun Yang bit his lip, his voice trembling slightly, but he quickly suppressed the weakness and sorrow.
"You remember them all?"
Yue Rulan and Ji Lingxi looked at Yun Yang hopefully, but they did not speak again.
Both of them even held their breaths, waiting for Yun Yang to speak.
They knew that since Yun Yang had said so, he would definitely recite Supreme Wind's will.
Even if they could not see the letter left behind by their beloved brother with their own eyes, it was still a great compensation to be able to know the contents.
Yun Yang took a deep breath and began to recite Supreme Wind's will word by word.
Yun Yang was not boasting. In fact, he could recite all the wills of the Nine Supremes brothers that he had seen. The contents of the will had long been imprinted in his heart. Every word, every sentence, even every punctuation mark, Yun Yang could recite them like they were his family treasures!
Yun Yang believed that even if another hundred years had passed, he would never forget any of the contents, not even the tiniest detail.
"I have a younger sister, my only family. My younger sister's name is Ji Lingxi. Doesn't this name sound nice?"
Listening to Yun Yang reciting to this point, Ji Lingxi listened even more attentively. Her ears perked up as she listened attentively. She even sobbed softly but she did not miss a single word, imprinting her brother's last concern into her heart.
As the contents of the will unfolded, Ji Lingfeng recalled the difficult times when he and his younger sister were young, as well as the various grievances he had suffered in the Ji Family. Although the content was recited in a humorous tone, Ji Lingxi's tears still fell like rain as she listened to it.
Thinking of all the sacrifices her brother had made for her all these years, the sorrow that had already accumulated to the extreme increased to the next level. For a moment, she felt as if her heart was being torn apart, almost fainting from her sobs.
"Brother … your most beloved younger sister … You left her without even taking a look at her … Why did you leave …" Ji Lingxi's eyes were misty as she focused her gaze on the scroll again, on Supreme Wind's silhouette that was fluttering in the wind, murmuring.
"My younger sister is my darling. Whatever good stuff I have, I'll give it to her first. I'll love and coax her … My younger sister likes to wrinkle her nose when she's angry. Whoever asks my younger sister to wrinkle her nose, I'll crawl out of my coffin and beat him to death!"
Hearing this, Ji Lingxi could no longer hold herself together. With a sob, she fainted right away.
Yue Rulan hugged Ji Lingxi's limp body, her tears falling continuously. Her eyes were wide as she stared at Yun Yang, listening to the rest of the will.
She was waiting, waiting for the part that belonged to her, even though there was a tinge of disappointment and panic in her eyes.
She did not believe that the will would not mention her, his fiancée!
"The second … is my fiancée!"
As Yun Yang recited this, Yue Rulan's breathing stopped at once. A soft sob escaped from her throat and she was completely still, staring at Yun Yang without panting, waiting …
Waiting to hear what Ji Lingfeng had left for her …
Just now, Yue Rulan was afraid that Yun Yang would suddenly say that the will was finished and that there was no more content; there was nothing related to her at all!
If that was the case, Yue Rulan felt that she would break down immediately. The other heavy blow after the death of her beloved was not much lighter than the former's grievous news!
Luckily, Ji Lingfeng's will had a part related to her!
He still remembers me!
Among the last traces he left in this world, I am one of them!
Yue Rulan's heart was filled with bitterness, sorrow, and fear. For a moment, she felt like she was floating in the clouds, like she was stepping on the clouds.
You heartless person, do you still remember me?
"I like her very much. Her name is Yue Rulan, isn't it nice? Other than my younger sister, she's the person I like the most, but she's also the person I've let down the most … "
Yue Rulan closed her eyes softly, two streams of tears trickling down her cheeks.
Ji Lingfeng.
My dear Ji!
With these words of yours, my life is worth it!
It's more than enough!
"As long as I'm alive, I'll marry her. When the Nine Supremes' business comes to an end, I'll invite all of you to my wedding wine, all my brothers … "
Upon hearing this, Yue Rulan's tear-stained face broke into a mournful smile, but there was also a tinge of relief.
I've waited for you to marry me.
I've waited until now.
I've been waiting.
But you … you're not coming anymore …
"Of course, if I'm really dead, please tell her that I've had a change of heart, that I've married a woman who's more outstanding than her in everything, and that I've gone to live in seclusion …"
Yue Rulan's expression changed at once as Yun Yang recited these words.
Her face turned pale first, then red, before her eyes spat fire as she gritted her teeth, panting heavily.
"This bastard! How dare he? How dare he? "Yue Rulan cursed, but her tears fell once more.
"The pearl of the flood dragon, for my sister; this piece of jade … belongs to Lan 'er … you can return it to her …"
Watching Yun Yang open a secret compartment in the secret chamber and take out a pearl of the flood dragon and a piece of jade, Ji Lingxi who had just woken up moaned and fainted again.
Yue Rulan's slender fingers gripped the piece of jade tightly, as if she was going to crush it into pieces.
Still, she carefully and treasured it, keeping the piece of jade in her embrace.
"Back then, I've left a message for Lan 'er – when I become a hero, I'll bring a hundred thousand troops and marry you … My intention has never changed until now. However, if this will were to be read by all of you, it would truly be a hero's dream, a lifetime of beauty …"
Yun Yang was done.
He did not recite the part about matchmaking for Yue Rulan.
He did not miss her.
He knew that if he were to recite all of it, Yue Rulan's heart would definitely be hurt once more.
"That's all …" Yun Yang's voice was hollow. "The rest is probably a secret between us brothers. It has nothing to do with you, there's no benefit in knowing it …"
Yue Rulan hugged Ji Lingxi and was stunned for a long time. She did not speak for a long time, tears streaming down her cheeks.
At this moment, there was no longer any anger or anticipation in her eyes. In fact, there wasn't even any sadness left. Her originally lively eyes were filled with a deathly stillness …
"Eighth brother's entire life … the only two people he's concerned about are the both of you."
Yun Yang said in a low voice, "Sister Lan, Lingxi … both of you must live well from now on. Don't let eighth brother die in peace."
Yue Rulan said faintly, "He's the high and mighty Lord Supreme Wind, serving the country and the people all his life. He's a chivalrous man. How would he remember such trivial things like us? He actually needs you to tell me that he's had a change of heart and married a woman who's better than me in every aspect … He's quite thoughtful indeed!"
Yun Yang sighed and said, "Sister Lan … if I were in eighth brother's shoes … I'd write the same …"
Yue Rulan sighed and asked softly, "You've written such a will as well?"
Yun Yang nodded with a bitter smile. "The Nine Supremes work together as one. I've done the funeral arrangements that eighth brother has made as well."
Yue Rulan asked, "Are there arrangements for the woman you like in your will?"
Yun Yang chuckled dryly. "Sister Lan, you've overestimated me. How old am I? I don't have such thoughts. I've left this out."
Yue Rulan said, "So you don't have a woman you like until now? Is that what you mean?"
Yun Yang paused and pondered for a moment before replying softly, "Yes, I don't."
Yue Rulan sighed and said, "Brother Yun, you asked us to live well … but you have to live well too … Not only for those of us who are alive, but also for those who have passed away …"
Yun Yang nodded. "Yes, I won't die before I avenge my brothers!"
Yue Rulan kept quiet and did not speak further. At this moment, grief filled the secret chamber where the three of them were. Words of consolation were meaningless here.
Ji Lingxi had fallen into a deep slumber due to excessive grief.
Until the three of them left the secret chamber, no one spoke along the way.
When they were about to leave the secret chamber, Yun Yang was surprised to hear Yue Rulan murmuring softly to herself.
"When the matters of us Nine Supremes brothers have come to an end, I'll invite all of you to my wedding."
"When I become the hero of the world, I'll bring a hundred-thousand-strong army to marry you."
"Lingfeng … if you want to marry me, there's no need for a hundred-thousand-strong army …" Yue Rulan was murmuring softly, "As long as you say it … it'll be eternal …"
Yun Yang's heart skipped a beat, a strong sense of sorrow rising within him.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of Yun Zuiyue.
The other elder brother's widow, wasn't she also such an infatuated and infatuated woman …?
On the same night …
Yun Yang had been busy for half a day preparing for the future. Just as he was about to catch his breath and rest after having a meal, Lao Mei arrived with a strange expression on his face.
"Young master, the two ladies have invited you over for a drink."
"Drink?" Yun Yang's eyes widened.
Even with Young Master Yun's intelligence, he was completely unable to understand this invitation. At this time, the two women who had suddenly heard the grievous news were probably grieving to an uncontrollable extent. How could they still invite him over for a drink?
What kind of explanation was this?
Should he not go?
Could he not go?
Obviously not. Before revealing his identity, Yun Yang had already been unable to resist any of the two ladies' requests. It was even more impossible now!
Yun Yang went over in bewilderment.
At the entrance of the courtyard that the two girls lived in, two bright red lanterns were hung high up. Looking through the lanterns, one could see that the inside was also covered in red, and the hazy atmosphere was filled with a festive atmosphere.
Yun Yang grew even more bewildered as he walked over to knock on the door.
It was Ji Lingxi who opened the door. The young lady's eyes were still red and her face was pale, but her dressing was different from usual. She was brimming with joy and she even wore a red flower on her head.
Yun Yang was stunned. "Lingxi, you … you …"
Yun Yang was becoming more and more incomprehensible to what he was seeing. What was going on? Why was it so strange?
Ji Lingxi's eyes were brimming with tears but she forced a smile. "It's Sister Yue … He insisted on doing this. I – I couldn't stop him …"
Yun Yang frowned. "What is it? Why are you dressed up like this? "
Ji Lingxi did not explain further but turned to the side to let the door open.
Looking inside, Yun Yang could not help being stunned when he saw the actual situation in the courtyard.
Everything that he saw made Yun Yang speechless, unable to say a word. There was only a throbbing pain in his heart.
Under the light, Yue Rulan was dressed in a bright red wedding gown. Her hair was tied up high, looking like a newlywed. She had makeup on her face and a smile on her face. She was as beautiful as a peach, more beautiful than a flower.
"Brother Yun is here. Come, come, come. Quickly, take your seat."
Yue Rulan walked over with a smile and grabbed Yun Yang's arm without any hesitation. She said with a smile, "Sister-in-law is treating you to a wedding today. Don't go home until you're drunk. I won't let you go if you don't drink too much."
At this point, her voice seemed to choke for a moment. Then, she laughed cheerfully and said, "Today, it should be said that we are inviting all the brothers to the wedding banquet. You have to take part in it too, understand?!"
Yun Yang was stunned when he heard her, the bitterness in his heart growing stronger. For a moment, he was speechless.
"Why are you stunned, Brother Yun? Quickly, take your seat."
Yue Rulan was calm, her face flushed as she said with a smile, "Your eighth brother owes all of you a wedding. It's a big deal. Since sister-in-law is here today, of course, I have to make up for it. Today is also your sister-in-law's and your brother's big day. Brother Yun, as the only guest and the representative of all the brothers, you can't run away from being a witness. Come, quickly, take your seat. Sister-in-law is going all out today, I'm risking my life to accompany brother-in-law. We won't stop until we're drunk, we won't go home until we're drunk … "
Listening to Yue Rulan's words, Yun Yang was like a wooden statue, at a loss for what to do as he was pulled into the banquet by Yue Rulan in a daze.
The table was already filled with all sorts of dishes.
The surroundings were dyed in bright red, symbolizing the festive atmosphere.
Yue Rulan's figure was slender and graceful. She was dressed in a bright red wedding gown. Even though her face was still disguised and no longer looked like her real beauty, her silhouette and shadow were still peerless and indescribable.
Two pairs of red candles burned quietly, the red crystalline candlelight brewing and dripping.
A pot of fine wine was placed in front of him, exuding a strong aroma.
… …
The promise of a lifetime still stands, wandering alone on the path of three lifetimes;
Where is the love in the sea of hatred and the heavens? A half-pot of wedding wine breaks one's heart.
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