Pei Yuan had been standing at the entrance of the cave for a long time. She could not help but let out a light cough when she saw the haggard Meng Fuyao staring blankly into the distance.
Meng Fuyao turned her head abruptly at the sound of his voice. She could not help but be stunned.
'Pei Yuan? What is she doing here in the middle of the night? '
Questions arose in her heart, and she could not bear to part with the beautiful scene just now. She could not help but glance in that direction again.
But the moment she turned her head, the figure dancing with the sword had disappeared.
Meng Fuyao's heart sank, but she quickly consoled herself. 'Perhaps it really was a sword dance. How could a mortal be so graceful?'
Pei Yuan did not notice her absent-mindedness. Even if she did, she would only think that she was on the verge of death. She looked at Meng Fuyao with the fire in her hand, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.
She had never looked at this junior sister directly before, but under the light of the fire, she realized that she was very beautiful, and her features were even more exquisite than her own.
She stared at Meng Fuyao in a daze, momentarily forgetting why she had come.
The moonlight was faint, and the dense forest was outlined with a deep and light shade of dark green. It was quiet all around, and not even the sound of insects could be heard. Only the occasional wind that brushed past the tips of the grass would make a small sound in the forest. The sound was indistinct, and it made the entire forest seem even more serene and serene.
It was so quiet that no one passed by.
Pei Yuan gazed at the young girl who was ten feet away from her. She looked at her graceful figure, which was outlined by the moonlight. Every stroke was beautiful and graceful. In the darkness, her small and translucent chin looked even more smooth and exquisite like jade. Suddenly, she felt a strong sense of uneasiness rise from the bottom of her heart.
She had liked Senior Brother Yan for a long time. Others might not know about his relationship with Meng Fuyao, but she had more or less seen some clues. She had never understood why Senior Brother Yan would like that useless, ugly girl, but she had never taken it to heart. She had beauty, talent, status, and wisdom. Who in the world could beat her?
Senior Brother Yan was a smart man. How could he not understand how helpful it would be for him to marry her? Apart from her, who else could match his excellence?
Indeed, the Yan family had proposed marriage, and Senior Brother Yan had chosen her.
When a man could have more choices, why wouldn't he choose the better one?
However, that woman was actually not a fool. She was actually so beautiful. Her intuition told her that she was a threat, a threat to the road to happiness in the future. How could she allow the brilliant road she had laid out to be destroyed by a potential threat?
But even the slightest possibility was not allowed!
Pei Yuan's eyes were cold, but a faint smile appeared on her face.
"Go, Meng Fuyao. Leave this place and never come back."
Stunned, Fuyao lifted her head to look at her. Pei Yuan looked down at her, her tone arrogant.
"I'm sure you already know about the engagement between Jingchen and me. If it weren't for the rules of etiquette, I would have returned to Beijing with him that night. Meng Fuyao, Jingchen will be my husband. I don't want you to appear in front of him ever again."
Meng Fuyao lifted her head and smiled. "Just nice, me too."
Pei Yuan's lips curled into a disdainful smile. She said indifferently, "I hope you don't want to lose face. Since you don't want to see him, then go away. Don't bother him anymore."
She squatted down to untie Fuyao's chains, but her fingers secretly hooked onto a protruding rock on the ground.
"Junior Sister!"
Pei Yuan's finger retracted when she heard a soft call from behind her. She turned around and saw Fourth Senior Brother, who was in charge of watching over Fuyao, striding towards her.
Pei Yuan froze for a moment before turning around. As she did so, the clasp of the diamond bracelet on her wrist tugged on Fuyao's sleeve. With a soft tearing sound, Fuyao's sleeve was torn open, revealing her smooth arm.
Pei Yuan gasped and hurriedly said, "Fourth Senior Brother, don't come forward. Don't look at indecent things."
Fourth Senior Brother glanced at her and obediently stopped in his tracks. He smiled and said, "Junior Sister, I heard that an important guest is coming. Master wants you to meet him."
Pei Yuan was pleasantly surprised. "Is the Wuji Dynasty's Grand Tutor here? He's the Wuji Dynasty's Crown Prince's teacher. It's my honor to meet him. I'm sure I can imagine the peerless Crown Prince's elegant demeanor. "
After some thought, he added, "Junior Sister, your clothes are disheveled. Don't catch a cold in this windy mountain." He squatted down, took off his red cloak, and wrapped it around Fuyao's bare arm.
The red cloak spun in mid-air, forming a colorful screen that slowly wrapped around Fuyao's arm.
Pei Yuan's hand, which was holding onto the edge of the cloak, suddenly reached under it.
When her fingers touched her skin, Fuyao felt only coldness on her fingertips.
She looked up and saw Pei Yuan looking down at her. The smile on her face was long gone, replaced by a murderous look.
She stared at Fuyao coldly and said in a low voice, "How dare you snatch my woman?"
Fuyao was stunned. Before she could reply, she felt the fingertips on her arm slip. In the blink of an eye, several major acupoints on her right arm had been sealed. Half of her body, along with her mute acupoints, immediately became stiff and numb.
Pei Yuan exclaimed, "Aiya, Junior Sister Fuyao, what are you doing? Why are you hiding a dagger in your sleeve? Ah! "
She flicked her fingers under the cloak, causing it to shake violently. It looked like the two of them were rapidly exchanging blows.
Fourth Senior Brother came forward, puzzled. He tilted his head to look, but could not see anything.
Pei Yuan, however, felt that she had done enough acting.
A murderous look flashed across her eyes. She clenched her fingers, and a tightly shut rock behind Fuyao suddenly moved away, revealing a hidden cliff. Pei Yuan's hands shook violently, and without hesitation, she threw it!
With a crash, the sound of a human body sliding down could be heard. Fuyao did not even have the time to scream before her body fell straight down!
The sound of rocks rolling down the cliff could be heard for a long time.
On the cliff, the sound of the wind was silent.
Fourth Senior Brother stood ten feet away, staring at Pei Yuan's back. His expression fluctuated.
Pei Yuan had already turned around gracefully, her red cloak swirling around her. She covered her mouth with her hand and widened her beautiful eyes. She let out a belated cry of surprise, but her tone was not one bit surprised.
"Aiya! I really deserve to die. I didn't hold on tight. Junior Sister Fuyao … fell down. "
She then frowned and sighed. "Sigh, I was kind enough to help her put on her clothes, but she took the opportunity to plot against me. What … what can I say about this!"
"Is that so …" Fourth Senior Brother stared at her without blinking. "She only has herself to blame." He looked down the cliff, but it was pitch black. Fourth Senior Brother shook his head and murmured, "What a pity, this cliff is so high …"
Pei Yuan looked at him with a faint smile, not saying a word.
"But I'm more worried about you, Junior Sister. Are you hurt?"
"No." Pei Yuan's smile was like a spring flower in full bloom in the gloomy night. She turned her delicate head to look down the cliff.
Her voice was as light as a song, dissipating in the dark night wind.
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