Daoqi Huangcheng

Chapter 9 9. Pei Qingyue

Autumn has deepened, and before dawn, a thick fog has been billowing out from the streets and alleys of the capital, in clumps and wisps, like strange beasts dragging their fat, white bodies as they walk clumsily.

Inside Tianxiang Tower, Yang Dongdu had already gotten up early, found the madam in front of the building, and paid a silver note to redeem a prostitute.

He gave so much money that even though the madam sensed something was amiss, she didn't ask any further questions.

After redeeming the prostitute, Yang Dongdu hurriedly went outside, went to the stable to get a horse, and lifted the prostitute onto the saddle.

The prostitute was none other than his lover from the previous night. After mounting the horse, she suddenly collapsed forward, lying face down on the horse's soft mane. If someone had checked her breathing, they would have found that she was already dead.

Yang Dongdu helped the prostitute up, breathing into her to make her body tense and stiffen.

He spurred his horse and arrived at the city gate. By then, it was already dawn, and the city gate was wide open.

He brandished his "Immortal Guard" token, and the city gate guards, who were merely armed guards on duty, hurriedly let him pass.

Yang Dongdu headed east, and only after the sun rose did he arrive at a mass grave, where he then left the dead prostitute there.

Immediately, his face contorted with rage, and he said bitterly, "Where did this brat come from! All my efforts over the past six months have been wasted, all my flattery has been for nothing! If it weren't for you, how could I have been so angry as to kill this prostitute? It's all your fault!"

He was furious last night.

He thought of Pei Qingyue's beautiful face, and how he hadn't gone out to see women for over half a year because of that face, yet that face was now crying out for mercy under another man, and his anger grew even stronger.
He had long regarded Pei Qingyue as his woman, and he was hoping to use her to curry favor with the Que family.

His anger made his eyes bloodshot.

He vented his anger on the prostitute like a madman.

At first, the prostitute was laughing and begging for mercy, but gradually her playful cries turned into pleas.

The more the prostitute acted this way, the more excited he became; he would never stop.
Can bear fruit.
He actually killed the prostitute.

The death of people in the capital is unlike any other place.

But he is a Celestial Guardian, and having been redeemed, suppressing this matter shouldn't be a problem.

However, he had always been upright, honest, and fearless in the Celestial Guard. If others found out, his image would be completely ruined, and even the noble people who appreciated him because of his kind and honest character would leave him.

So, before dawn, he hurriedly bought the prostitute and rushed her to a mass grave outside the city. Not feeling at ease leaving her there, he dismounted, kicked her into a deep pit in the mass grave, thought for a moment, and then drew his sword and disfigured her face.

After doing all this, Yang Dongdu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If anyone asks him again, he can say that he got drunk last night because he was heartbroken, went to Tianxiang Tower, heard about the prostitute's plight, felt pity for her, redeemed her, and then sent her to the outskirts of the city to return to her hometown.

"Song Chen! Song Chen! Qingyue is my woman! She's mine!"

"You bitch, you're mine! You should be mine!"

"I've been so good to you, I care about you so much, you're all I think about, why don't you appreciate it!"

"Song Chen, you are such a villain, you deserve to die, you really deserve to die!"

Yang Dongdu muttered angrily, then mounted his horse, composed himself, and prepared to return.

But as soon as he mounted his horse, and the horse had only taken a few steps, he pulled on the reins and stopped.

Across from him, a young man of similar age was smiling at him.

Seeing him stop, the young man cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I've finally met Brother Dongdu today."

Yang Dongdu said coldly, "Yu Xian."

Yu Xian said, "Don't misunderstand. I just happened to be on duty last night and saw Brother Dongdu hurriedly riding his horse out of the city. I became curious and followed him."

The fog was thick this morning, and others couldn't recognize me, but I know Brother Dongdu very well, so I recognized him naturally.

As he spoke, he smiled and said, "If I had known that Brother Dongdu was such a sentimental person, I would have come to befriend him long ago."

Yang Dongdu asked, "What are your plans?"

Yu Xiandao said, "She is merely a female relative from a collateral branch of the Que family. Brother Dongdu deserves someone better."

Yang Dongdu looked wary, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

Yu Xian said, "That's right, my Yu family is not as good as the Que family, but at least we have several cultivators in charge. What kind of family background does Brother Dongdu have?"

Yang Dongdu said, "Your Yu family is so wealthy and powerful, what do you need me for?"

Yu Xian smiled and said, "My Yu family is eager for talent, and what we need is someone like Brother Dongdu. We don't need anything else."

Yang Dongdu hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded, and rode his horse to Yu Xian's side. The two chatted and laughed as they rode away into the distance.

In the mass grave, the prostitute's corpse was left like a stray dog, ignored and forgotten.

Blood was still trickling from her chopped face, trickling from her pale, cold cheeks, past her pierced eyes and her skull cracked by the blade, and seeping into the slightly reddish soil beneath her.

She was a beautiful woman who saved every penny to support her lover in taking the imperial examination, but he abandoned her after passing the exam.

The method of abandoning her was quite unique: first, someone drugged her, then sent her to a brothel, and then scolded her angrily on the grounds that her body was impure before leaving.

She was filled with shame at the time, but when she learned the truth many years later, she was left speechless with grief.

She had already suffered enough, and thus succumbed to debauchery, never imagining that she would die in this way.

The cold blood, carrying an ever-growing aura of resentment, fell into the deep earth.

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This resentment seemed to have touched something, or become part of something.

It was an exaggerated "river" of resentment.

Who among those who died here doesn't harbor resentment?

The sun was high in the sky.

Pei Qingyue twisted her hips, but found she couldn't move.

The physiognomy is fixed in her place.

Inside the bedding, which was warm and slightly agitated from the twisting and turning, a faint, lingering scent of blood wafted out.

Pei Qingyue tried to move a few more times, but found she couldn't break free, so she said calmly, "It's getting late."

Song Chen sensed the coldness in her tone, so he said, "Let's stroll around the capital together."

He wanted to rekindle their romance. To spend time together like lovers.

The arranged marriage felt too cold; he wanted to make up for it with warmth.

Pei Qingyue said, "There are many things to do. This afternoon, the plaque at home needs to be changed. It was originally called Que Family Shenyun Mansion, but now it needs to be changed to Crane Mansion."

This is ultimately a branch of the Que family, and the owner of this mansion is none other than Que He, the eldest son of Master Shenyun. We still need to pay our respects to that young master of the family.”

Song Chen was not surprised.

The First Madam's plan was very clear.

Moving out of the original residence was a bad thing, but his wedding was used to bring good luck and prove that this lineage still had potential. Now the residence has been renamed Crane Residence to clarify the identity of the residence's owner.

In this way, Mr. Shenyun's lineage was firmly established.

Song Chen did not resist these things.

He did indeed receive a favor and did indeed enter into a marriage; if it weren't for the First Madam, he wouldn't have the peace and security he enjoys today.

As Song Chen was thinking, Pei Qingyue wiggled her hips again.

This time, she broke free and got off the bed with her legs bare, but then stared blankly at the stains and blood on her legs.

A maid's voice came from outside the door: "Second Madam, are you awake?"

Pei Qingyue responded.

The maid said, "I have prepared a bath for you, Second Madam. Please wait a moment."

A moment later, the door opened, the bathtub was brought in, and the fragrance of flower petals wafted out through the screen.

Pei Qingyue said, "I'll wash it myself."

The maid bowed and left, but then she heard the Second Madam's voice from inside the room.

"What are you doing here? You...you wait a minute...wait...what are you doing?"

The maid blushed, then giggled and stepped back a little.

After a while.
Two figures walked out of the house.

The maidservant bowed, called out "Second Master" and "Second Madam," and then led the two to the dining hall.

Pei Qingyue's cheeks flushed slightly. As she walked to the door, a fierce black dog suddenly darted out from the side, barking loudly. It then nestled close to Pei Qingyue's side and bared its teeth at Song Chen.

Looking at the big dog, Song Chen suddenly noticed that the dog's canines were extremely fine, and when it bared its teeth, its gums were full of tiny teeth. Clearly, this dog was likely already in the category of a demon beast.

On the other side, Pei Qingyue stroked its head and said, "This is my husband, don't be fierce to him."

As if it understood what was said, the big black dog immediately retracted its fangs and stuck out its tongue.

Song Chen teased, "Why are you raising such a big dog?"

Pei Qingyue rolled her eyes and ignored him, but then she exclaimed in surprise as the big black dog dragged her along, pulling her along the leash, and she stumbled forward.

After about half an incense stick's time.

Dining hall.

The newlyweds sat facing each other to eat.

Song Chen said, "I'll have to head to the cultivation site in about half a month at most."

Pei Qingyue asked, "Where are we going?"

Song Chen said, "Fengling County, Jinxia Mountain."

Pei Qingyue said, "When you go, you must cultivate diligently and be careful. Although being a cultivator is glamorous, the path is also difficult. Becoming a cultivator only means you have potential, not that you have strength."

It's unknown how much effort Mr. Shenyun put in to become an inner disciple of the Imperial City Temple. Yet, he only encountered the Marrow-Eating Crane Demon during a single aptitude test.

What does this mean?
This means that now that you've encountered the Marrow-Eating Crane Demon, you can't even escape.

Even if you cultivate to become an inner disciple, you may still encounter accidents when you go out.

"Sigh, I really don't know why such a terrifying and ferocious demon would appear on the outskirts of the capital."

Fear was written all over her face.

Clearly, the marrow-eating crane demon is truly terrifying.

She was also worried that something might happen to Song Chen, because she and even the entire He family were now tied to this man.

If something happens to this man, she doesn't know what will become of this entire lineage.

Song Chen nodded, glanced at the large black dog not far away, and asked, "What's that?"

Pei Qingyue said, "This is not a secret. The imperial court accidentally seized a batch of talismans from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, along with a cultivation technique. They want to learn about the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect through us, and at the same time, they want to organize a team of beast tamers."

I was chosen.

The Myriad Beasts Sect is an important sect in the enemy state of Great Jin to the east, so doing this is very meaningful.

After saying that, she added, "But even if you are my husband, you can't ask about the details, and I can't tell you. Of course, I don't actually know much either; I'm just practicing."

Song Chen suddenly said, "The person who came to cause trouble at the wedding banquet last night."

Before she could finish speaking, Pei Qingyue's beautiful face immediately showed a look of anxiety, and she interrupted, "His name is Yang Dongdu, he is my colleague, and he is usually highly valued because of his kind and honest nature."

In the past, we only had some normal conversations, but we never talked about anything between men and women. I never expected him to come so excitedly this time.

You know best whether the body I gave you was pure.

Song Chen laughed and said, "What does it matter to us what he does?"

As he spoke, he placed a piece of meat in his wife's bowl.

Pei Qingyue looked at the meat and also picked up a piece for her husband.

(End of this chapter)