Chapter 101: Partial Memory, When I Came
Ning Ruoque is so stupid.
Yin Buran did not notice Ning Ruoque’s little thoughts.
Her attention was now completely on the other’s wound, and she said softly, “Closer.”
Ning Ruoque did as she was told and came closer. A cool silk cloth was then pressed against the side of her waist, wiping away the excess blood and carefully applying a layer of ointment.
Yin Buran explained, “I need to save some spiritual energy to take care of my flowers, so I can only deal with it like this for now. You’ll have to bear with it.”
“Mm.”
Compared to Yin Buran’s priceless spiritual flowers and medicinal herbs, Ning Ruoque felt that this little scratch was nothing at all.
Normally, she wouldn’t even bother to apply medicine and bandage it.
Not to mention that Yin Buran’s movements were very gentle, and she used good medicine, so one couldn’t feel a trace of pain.
Her deliberately lightened breathing was filled with caution, and her focused expression was as if she were treating a fragile treasure.
In Ning Ruoque’s not-so-long life, few people had taken care of her so properly.
So Ning Ruoque was very easy to coax. Staring at Yin Buran’s long eyelashes, she was content.
But Yin Buran was not satisfied.
After she had finished applying the medicine for Ning Ruoque, her gaze automatically shifted to another place.
On the skin that should have been smooth and delicate, there were a few scars of different lengths and depths.
The longest one, from the back of her waist to the front, seemed to be about to cut her in half.
Yin Buran did not remember helping Ning Ruoque deal with such a serious injury.
She was silent for a few breaths, and her fingertips traced the direction of the scar, and she began to count slowly. Every time she touched a scar, she would count once.
“One, two, three…”
Her eyes grew deeper, and she couldn’t count any more. She was just short of pulling open Ning Ruoque’s clothes to take a good look.
Ning Ruoque knew what she was doing and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
The itching on the scar and her guilt came at the same time, and she also tried to retreat.
But she didn’t expect to be held by the waist by Yin Buran, who pinched her with a blank expression.
Ning Ruoque let out a soft hiss, and before she could say her stammering excuse, a sigh sounded by her ear.
She saw a light in Yin Buran’s eyes, and immediately a warm current spread from the side of her waist to her limbs.
After the light, both the new and old scars had disappeared, and only Yin Buran’s hand was still on it.
Ning Ruoque was at a loss. “You don’t have to do this.”
Yin Buran was too lazy to argue with her and only said faintly, “I still can’t stand to see it.”
She herself was very afraid of pain, and by putting herself in her shoes, she also couldn’t stand to see Ning Ruoque’s injuries.
She had clearly said that she would only apply the medicine, but in the end, she had healed it.
Ning Ruoque unconsciously curled up the corners of her mouth, and a trace of joy spread from her heart to the tip of her tongue, as if she had tasted a great sweetness.
On the one hand, she despised herself for being childish, and on the other hand, she wished that there would be more and more of such things.
But not long after she smiled, she had to press her lips together and didn’t even dare to move.
Yin Buran seemed not to have touched enough, and with her eyelids lowered, she touched her up and down, back and forth.
She even pressed on the dimples of her waist a few times, her expression blank, making it impossible to see her purpose.
Ning Ruoque held her breath several times, and in the end, she couldn’t help but ask, “Ranran, what are you doing?”
The latter paused for a moment and said, “I’m checking your body.”
These words were said with perfect justification, and with her serious look, Ning Ruoque did not suspect much.
She even thanked her with red ears, “Th-thank you for your hard work.”
Yin Buran patted Ning Ruoque’s waist and naturally lay back in her own nest. “Alright, go and cultivate. I’m going to continue reading.”
“Oh, alright.”
Ning Ruoque pushed the stove closer to Yin Buran, and only then did she leave with the Dao is Hidden sword.
If she wanted to practice her sword, she could only find an open space, and she couldn’t accompany Yin Buran to read.
At this time, the small courtyard was no longer as lush as before. The white crabapple blossoms had been hit by the wind and frost, and the petals were fluttering down, looking very desolate.
She slowly stroked the body of the Dao is Hidden sword. The crimson on the body of the sword was gone, which made her a little unaccustomed.
But the aura of the sword had not changed.
Ning Ruoque held the sword and began her form.
The cold wind she brought with her rolled up countless fallen flowers, and they fell along with the flying thin snow.
All was silent at this moment. Ning Ruoque was so engrossed in her practice that her eyes were only filled with the sword and the snow.
Until a set of sword forms was finished, and the shadows of the mountains had sunk into the boundless night.
She stood in the courtyard where all things were withered, and her heart suddenly beat half a beat faster, so much so that she clenched her sword.
She always felt that something was missing by her side.
Ning Ruoque subconsciously turned her head, and only the lights of the small house behind her were bright and brilliant.
At some point, Yin Buran had moved to the window and was leaning against the windowsill, slowly flipping through a book.
The teacup was steaming with mist, and the charcoal fire was crackling. It was a completely different warm scene from the small courtyard.
The sword cultivator calmed down a little, and after practicing for another half a quarter of an hour, she couldn’t help but turn her head again.
Yin Buran was still there, in a place where they could see each other just by looking up.
She noticed a certain person’s scorching gaze, yawned lazily, and then tilted her head to ask, “What’s wrong?”
Ning Ruoque immediately put away her sword and carefully shook off the snowflakes on her body, as if she were also shaking off this night.
In Yin Buran’s puzzled eyes, Ning Ruoque propped herself up on the windowsill and reached into that warm light.
“Kiss…”
As soon as her voice fell, she lowered her head and carefully kissed Yin Buran’s face.
After this kiss, Ning Ruoque suddenly felt a sense of relief.
She picked up her sword again, and with a light-hearted pace, she walked back to the courtyard, planning to practice until dawn.
Yin Buran frowned. The person before her had suddenly started to smile foolishly, as if she had been wound up again.
She touched her own face with the back of her hand and muttered with her head lowered, “So stupid.”
The place by the window was windy, and her hands and feet were cold from the blowing.
But in the end, Yin Buran did not move.
After all, Ning Ruoque was so stupid. What would she do without her?
*
The next morning, the entire Azurefall Creek had learned about the “destruction of the Suwen Peak’s barrier.”
At that time, Chu Xuan was squatting on the roof.
Her whole person was rolling up her sleeves without any image, and with a blueprint in one hand and a steamed bun in the other, she was gesturing to Yin Buran.
“I’ll install three spiritual energy cannons on your mountain. They’ll hit wherever you point. You won’t have to worry about the barrier being blown up again in the future.”
Yin Buran refused quite decisively. “No, it’s ugly.”
Chu Xuan relentlessly promoted, “Then this… this Broken Army Formation. It can blow people away and you can even watch the fireworks. This formation sells very well.”
But Yin Buran still shook her head. “No, I want the original one.”
Perhaps because the weather was cold, she was pressed under a thick cloak, her face so pale that she didn’t look like a living person, and her white hair had also lost its luster.
She didn’t even look as big as the cloak, like a homeless little animal, listless and pitiful.
Ning Ruoque handed her a hand warmer and urged her to go back into the house.
Chu Xuan had no choice. If she didn’t like it, she couldn’t force it.
She finished the steamed bun in two bites, planning to find a suitable place to put the formation eye, and she didn’t forget to give a box to Yin Buran.
“By the way, this is the divine blood that was extracted from the Dao is Hidden and Nameless sword. You can take it. It might still be useful.”
Yin Buran waved her hand and sent her away.
Just as she was about to grab Ning Ruoque’s sleeve, she saw a dark green figure pass through the withered forest and ascend the long steps.
As the Senior Sister of Azurefall Creek, and with such a big incident happening on Suwen Peak, Yin Buran was not surprised by her arrival.
It was just that, unexpectedly, after Qin Jiangli had nodded to her, she had walked up to Ning Ruoque.
It was clear that she had something to say to Ning Ruoque alone.
Yin Buran then listlessly nestled back on the chaise lounge, and Si Mingyue, who was beside her, timely pushed a cup of hot tea over.
She greeted with a smile, “Quick, drink something to warm up.”
Yin Buran was absent-minded, her hand stroking the wall of the cup, and her peripheral vision swept lightly, sizing Si Mingyue up and down.
After a night’s absence, Si Mingyue had changed into a light-proof headscarf again, covering most of her cheeks, and only her pair of purple-glass-like eyes were exposed.
Yin Buran suddenly spoke, “You didn’t rest well?”
She was very sensitive to a person’s life force and could sense subtle differences, even if it was just physical fatigue.
Si Mingyue was stunned for a moment.
But she quickly answered gently, “Hehe, I just watched the stars for too long last night. Don’t worry.”
After hearing this, Yin Buran did not ask any more questions.
She held the teacup, sometimes looking at Ning Ruoque, and sometimes staring at Si Mingyue without any reservation.
Finally, when the latter could not bear it and showed a pitiful expression of begging for mercy, she mercifully shifted her attention.
Yin Buran opened the brocade box containing the divine blood.
Si Mingyue quickly took a large gulp of hot tea.
Heaven knows, as a doctor, what Yin Buran hated the most was when they didn’t cherish their own bodies.
In the past, every time Chu Xuan and Ning Ruoque had put themselves in danger, they had to be caught by Yin Buran and taught a lesson.
Seeing that Yin Buran was staring at the divine blood and was no longer paying attention to her, Si Mingyue finally let out a long sigh of relief.
But she didn’t expect that a cool voice would suddenly sound by her ear—
“The goddess… is she about to fall?”
