Villainous Undercover (17)
Song Xuyi woke up the next morning to find that it was already close to noon.
She lay paralyzed in bed for a moment after coming to her senses, then covered her face and crawled out of bed, half-rolling and half-crawling. She quietly went downstairs to call for the waiter to heat up some water.
Song Xuyi soaked in the bathtub. As the hot water steamed up, despite her best efforts to forget, scenes from last night couldn’t help but float up in her mind—
A woman of unparalleled beauty that made everything else in the world pale in comparison, the intimate whispers and an entire night of entanglement, that kind of happiness that drove one to the brink of collapse still made her scalp tingle just thinking about it…
However, Song Xuyi looked herself up and down and found that no marks had been left on her body.
Though it all seemed like an illusory dream, Song Xuyi felt something was off in her heart: everything felt far too real! Moreover, recalling those scenes from last night, at the beginning it was always herself taking the initiative, and later the woman in the dream, even when she took control, treated her with a kind of tenderness that made one’s heart flutter uncontrollably. Even if everything last night was real, it probably wouldn’t leave any marks…
Song Xuyi felt incredibly embarrassed, but in the end, she couldn’t help but ask the system.
“System, what happened last night after I passed out due to that strange fragrance? How did I end up back in bed…”
The system was silent for a moment.
In fact, the system also didn’t understand the villain’s actions last night. After seeing Xuyi in that state, the villain seemed unwilling to let Xuyi recognize her, gritted her teeth and lowered the curtain, then removed her disguise… After that, the system automatically went into hibernation.
But this situation actually made it convenient for the system.
The villain would certainly not reveal everything, so naturally, the system wouldn’t expose the truth: “It seems to have been a kind of anesthetic,” the system said, mixing truth with lies. “You passed out from the drug, but before the person outside could break in through the window, Fu Xiyu arrived just in time and placed you on the bed—”
“I see!”
Song Xuyi spoke softly, secretly breathing a sigh of relief in her heart: Fortunately, everything was just a dream, and she hadn’t shamelessly clung to the beautiful sister wanting to get close to her…
Come to think of it… a woman of such beauty probably could only exist in dreams. In real life, how could there be such a beautiful woman…
Since the system said nothing unusual had happened, Song Xuyi believed its words and stopped reminiscing about that sensual dream, focusing instead on the current situation.
Now that Lu Dun had caught up, trying to escape again probably wouldn’t work, but everything was already much better compared to the original plot outline.
Over these two years, Song Xuyi had used every roundabout method she could think of, but she couldn’t persuade Fu Xiyu no matter what. Song Xuyi thought for a moment and decided to have an open and honest conversation with Fu Xiyu—to directly tell her that she already knew about Lu Dun practicing evil techniques, and try her best to convince her to join forces.
Based on the friendship she had developed with Fu Xiyu since childhood, Song Xuyi felt that Fu Xiyu wouldn’t refuse her.
However, when Song Xuyi went to look for Fu Xiyu, she wasn’t there. She only encountered Lu Dun sitting in the living room drinking tea. Lu Dun was waving his fan, and when he saw Song Xuyi, his eyes curved into a smile as he asked softly, “Xuyi, how did you sleep last night?”
Song Xuyi was taken aback, feeling that Lu Dun’s attitude towards her seemed to have changed somewhat, but she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was strange. She could only cautiously reply, “It was fine.”
“Is that so!” Lu Dun sighed lightly, his eyes once again crinkling with smile lines: “You’re here to see your senior sister, aren’t you?”
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“Unfortunately, your senior sister has gone out and will be back later—”
“But I suspect your senior sister won’t have much time to see you when she returns,” Lu Dun put away his folding fan, his eyes seemingly warm but filled with scrutiny: “As you know, your senior sister’s health is poor due to an old ailment. After being away for so long, she has reached her limit. I will be treating her old ailment tonight, and she will surely feel unwell afterwards. I’ll have to trouble you to look after your senior sister…”
Song Xuyi’s heart instantly sank to the bottom—
Although there hadn’t been many deaths within the Taiji Sect in these two years, the Demon Sect had been rampant, destroying many other sects. Lu Dun might have been involved, absorbing the inner power of many people.
Over these two years, Lu Dun had likely accumulated a considerable amount of chaotic true qi in his body. Could Fu Xiyu really withstand it?
“Master, in the past… when Senior Sister fell ill, it was always near the Medical Valley. Even when Senior Sister’s life was in danger, with the miraculous healing skills of the Medical Valley, she could always turn misfortune into fortune. But now we’re so far from the Medical Valley, I’m afraid Senior Sister won’t make it…”
“Isn’t that why you’re here?” Lu Dun looked at Song Xuyi and smiled: “Haven’t you studied in the Medical Valley for so many years? Surely you have a way to treat your senior sister…”
Is this really something a father would say?
Song Xuyi bit her lower lip tightly.
And speak of Cao Cao, Fu Xiyu walked in through the main door right after.
She was carrying a wooden box containing a new set of silver needles. Upon seeing Song Xuyi, she paused in her steps, her gaze involuntarily turning towards Lu Dun: “Master, I’m ready!”
“Xuyi and I were just talking about you,” Lu Dun smiled as he glanced at Fu Xiyu: “Xuyi is extremely worried, afraid that you won’t be able to endure it. You two sisters are quite close. Why don’t you explain it to her yourself…”
Fu Xiyu pressed her lips together.
She stood still in front of Song Xuyi. Song Xuyi didn’t know why, perhaps due to her low spirits, or perhaps to put on a show for Lu Dun, but Fu Xiyu didn’t meet Song Xuyi’s gaze as she usually would.
She lowered her head, her voice almost as light as a mosquito’s: “Xuyi, I will be fine.”
Seeing Song Xuyi frown as if wanting to object, Fu Xiyu preemptively blocked Song Xuyi’s words: “Tomorrow morning, I want to eat the yun pian su from Osmanthus Street.”
On Osmanthus Street lived a famous chef, his yun pian su was unparalleled in the world, but the chef had a strange habit, he liked to cook at midnight, sell on the spot after finishing, and close the shop after selling out. To buy yun pian su, one could only queue at the chef’s door at midnight.
Song Xuyi felt this was the hunger marketing of modern society.
Yet the nobles of the capital fell for this trick, often sending servants to wait there all day long, just wanting to queue for freshly baked yun pian su.
Song Xuyi knew Fu Xiyu didn’t really want to eat yun pian su, she said this only because she didn’t want to make her worry, finding something to distract her attention. However, now in front of Lu Dun, Song Xuyi couldn’t object to Fu Xiyu’s decision, could only nod with a depressed mood.
For the rest of the day, Song Xuyi paid attention to Fu Xiyu’s movements, wanting to find Fu Xiyu and have an open and honest talk with her, but for some reason, Song Xuyi felt Fu Xiyu seemed to be avoiding her, not only not raising her head, but even… when she occasionally met Song Xuyi’s gaze, she would hurriedly look away as if startled…
What’s wrong with her? Could she have guessed what I want to tell her?
Song Xuyi was utterly confused in her heart, but Fu Xiyu spent the entire afternoon accompanying Lu Dun in the main hall listening to storytelling, Song Xuyi simply couldn’t find an opportunity to explain her arrangements to Fu Xiyu…
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Time passed quickly, as if only a moment had passed, night quietly fell.
Watching Lu Dun finally stand up, and Fu Xiyu respectfully following behind him, remembering Fu Xiyu’s multiple brushes with death before, Song Xuyi’s heart still couldn’t help but rise—
But Song Xuyi knew now was not the time to cause trouble, even though her heart only wanted to wait outside the door for news, however, remembering Fu Xiyu’s words about wanting to eat yun pian su, Song Xuyi thought for a moment, and still went out to Osmanthus Street.
Song Xuyi went quite early, there were only a few scattered people in front, and not long after Song Xuyi queued up, a long line of people formed behind.
Song Xuyi waited idly in the queue, her luck was quite good, not long after, the chef opened the shop door and set out the yun pian su, Song Xuyi smelled the fragrance that spread throughout the street, suddenly understanding a bit why yun pian su was famous in the capital.
There were few people in front of Song Xuyi, it was quickly her turn, but a handsome young master, swaggering from behind, walked directly to the front of the counter.
Song Xuyi didn’t expect this person to cut in line so blatantly, couldn’t help but grab his clothes, just about to throw the young master to the back, when the young master turned his head and saw Song Xuyi’s appearance, his eyes widened with surprise: “Xuyi?”
Song Xuyi blinked.
For this world’s first patient she used for practice, Song Xuyi naturally would have some impression—
The face of the young master before her overlapped with a pained face in her mind.
So it’s him!
That outspoken child from before, used by her and Fu Xiyu for needle practice—the little unlucky egg.
The little unlucky egg was named Li Jin. Under Li Jin’s explanation, Song Xuyi only then learned that this was all a misunderstanding: that yun pian su selling chef was Li Jin’s distant uncle, Li Jin came now to invite the chef to attend a family banquet at his home, not to cut in line.
Song Xuyi felt somewhat ashamed in her heart, while Li Jin was as casual as ever, chatting with Song Xuyi about his experiences over these years, and insisting on escorting Song Xuyi back to the inn.
Unable to refuse such hospitality, plus worrying about Fu Xiyu’s situation, Song Xuyi could only bring Li Jin back to the inn, but Song Xuyi didn’t expect: when returning to the inn, Fu Xiyu had already walked out of Lu Dun’s room.
This was the fastest Fu Xiyu had ever come out in history.
Unlike the weakness of the past, although Fu Xiyu’s complexion now still looked extremely pale, compared to the previous life-threatening situation, she looked much better.
Song Xuyi breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly went forward to support Fu Xiyu, just about to inquire about Fu Xiyu’s physical condition, when Lu Dun behind Fu Xiyu suddenly laughed—
“I am Lu Dun. Where is this young brother from, you seem somewhat unfamiliar?”
Lu Dun’s name was well-known, and Lu Dun’s appearance and smile were extremely deceptive. Li Jin, seeing Lu Dun’s approachable manner, was startled, after coming to his senses, hurriedly replied: “I am Li Jin, a resident of the capital…”
Fu Xiyu, seeing the two seemingly engaged in pleasant conversation, pressed her lips together.
She had actually almost digested Lu Dun’s chaotic true qi, but to avoid alerting the enemy, Fu Xiyu could only falsely claim that Medical Valley had taught her a set of acupuncture techniques, allowing her to turn danger into safety…
Fortunately, Lu Dun didn’t suspect.
However, Fu Xiyu didn’t expect that when she opened the door, she would see Song Xuyi chatting with a man…
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How could she smile so beautifully with that man?
Even though she knew she had no right to interfere, last night would only be seen as a dream by Xuyi, she was just a scum who retained Lu Dun’s dirty blood, taking advantage of someone’s weakness, everything last night should be treated as a dream… However, Fu Xiyu’s heart was uncontrollably filled with sourness.
Fortunately, Xuyi didn’t care about that man in the end, and still supported her back to the room.
Fu Xiyu didn’t know what was wrong with herself, just a moment ago her heart was full of sadness, but now joy was involuntarily rising in her heart.
If that man died, Xuyi would be sad, right?
Fu Xiyu looked at Song Xuyi who was worriedly taking her pulse, thought for a moment, and finally said the discovery she originally thought she would never say in her lifetime: “Xuyi, that man just now, is very likely to be Lu Dun’s next target…”
The author has something to say:
These past few days I’ve been particularly tired, often unsatisfied with the first draft I write, so after writing I keep revising. For a better reading experience, I suggest little angels come back to read in the morning~
LP: Re-translated on October 22, 2024