Chapter 527 483: "Young Master Pei, Let's Make Liyuan Disappear

"Xiaoxuan."

Pei Yuhang called out softly, his voice low and hoarse. "Let's talk about this later. I'm brewing medicine right now."

"Yuhang!"

Shang Miaoyan's voice suddenly sharpened. She leaned in, her red lips brushing against his ear, her breath hot. "You can't be indecisive any longer."

"Give up on Ye Liyuan, and you can be with me without any worries~! Isn't that better?"

"Give up on Liyuan? Then she would…"

"Then just let her disappear~"

Pei Yuhang whipped his head around, his pupils contracting abruptly.

The "Fan Xuan" before him still wore a sweet smile, but the cold glint in her eyes made her seem like a stranger.

'Let Liyuan disappear?'

Pei Yuhang's breath hitched, and a tightness constricted his chest.

He had never imagined that the "Xiaoxuan" who had once helped him escape the Saintess Hall—the one who had risked her life to bring him food after Shang Miaoyan locked him in solitary confinement—

could say something so horrifying with such casual indifference!

Shang Miaoyan keenly sensed the change in Pei Yuhang's eyes, and her heart sank.

She cursed herself for being too impatient and subconsciously revealing her intentions. She quickly lowered her gaze, her long lashes trembling to hide the panic in her eyes.

When she looked up again, her eyes were brimming with tears.

"Yuhang!"

Shang Miaoyan's voice was choked with sobs as her small hands clutched his sleeve. "I'm just… so afraid of losing you.

I didn't mean what I just said… I just… I don't want to see you being dragged down by someone who isn't worth it. I'm just… so worried about you."

"Xiaoxuan, please leave for now."

"…Alright."

Knowing she had made a bad move, Shang Miaoyan didn't dare linger any longer with Pei Yuhang.

She lowered her head and hurried out of the kitchen.

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「Two hours later.」

Pei Yuhang returned to Liyuan's sickroom with the medicinal soup.

He pushed open the door to find Bai Jingjing sprawled out on a ceiling beam, her inky hair cascading down like a waterfall and a glistening trail of drool at the corner of her mouth.

Hearing her even breathing, Pei Yuhang's fists clenched.

"Bai. Jing. Jing!"

Startled by Pei Yuhang's rebuke, the Little Sword Spirit shot up, nearly tumbling from the beam in her sleepy daze.

P-P-P—Pei Yuhang, you're back.

Bai Jingjing scrambled to steady herself, her bell-like voice trembling with fright.

Since you're back, I'll leave Fairy Ye in your care.

Seeing her about to transform into a streak of light and flee into the sword, Pei Yuhang shot out his hand like lightning. His long fingers accurately pinched the back of her neck, and he lifted her in front of him like a scruffed kitten.

"While I was out, did Liyuan show any signs of waking up?"

Hearing Pei Yuhang's low voice, a guilty Bai Jingjing mumbled:

I don't think so…

But Pei Yuhang was skeptical. After all, this unreliable Sword Spirit had probably been sleeping the entire time since he left.

'If only Yueqiu were here…' After Yueqiu left, there was no one reliable left in the Cold Palace Sword Mansion.

"Go back."

Pei Yuhang released her and wearily rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Bai Jingjing immediately dove into the Silent Sword. The blade let out an aggrieved buzz before obediently returning to its sheath.

Fortunately, even though Bai Jingjing was unreliable, nothing seemed to be wrong with Liyuan.

When Pei Yuhang looked at Liyuan lying on the bed, his expression instantly softened. He walked over gently and carefully supported the back of his Dao Companion's neck.

With his other hand, he took the medicine spoon, gently parted her chapped lips, and poured the soup in.

Seeing Ye Liyuan swallow instinctively, Pei Yuhang finally let out a small sigh of relief.

Outside the window, the wind and snow still howled, but inside, there was only the soft clink of the porcelain spoon occasionally touching her teeth. In this moment, as Pei Yuhang gazed at his Dao Companion's tranquil sleeping face, he felt an immense sense of peace.

He reached out to wipe a trickle of liquid from the corner of Liyuan's mouth. After the warm medicine went down, a trace of color finally returned to Ye Liyuan's pale cheeks, like a pale pink crabapple blossom blooming in the snow.

Pei Yuhang gazed at her, a storm of thoughts churning in his eyes.

'This Dao Companion in my arms, who needs my constant care, so fragile she seems as if she could shatter at a touch…'

'Is she really that ruthless Fake Fairy who eliminated her rivals and toyed with me in the palm of her hand?'

The pad of Pei Yuhang's thumb slowly brushed across her cheek. His heart was filled with confusion.

"…Ah Han?"

The soft call startled the lost-in-thought Pei Yuhang.

He looked down and saw Ye Liyuan's eyelashes flutter like a butterfly's wings before slowly opening.

Her once-clear eyes were now shrouded in a layer of mist, staring blankly into the void.

"Ah Han… are you here?"

"Liyuan! You're awake!"

Pei Yuhang grabbed her cold hand in delight. "How are you feeling? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"

Ye Liyuan froze for a moment upon hearing Pei Yuhang's voice, then suddenly threw herself into his arms.

"Ah Han! It's really you!"

Ye Liyuan nestled in Pei Yuhang's embrace, trembling all over. Her fingers desperately clenched the front of his robes, her tears soaking through the fabric. "I thought… I thought you'd never see me again…"

Pei Yuhang stiffened slightly. He remembered Lu Ruoxi's recent warning and, after a moment of silence, finally raised his arms to embrace her slender frame.

"I'm here, Liyuan… I'm not going anywhere."

Pei Yuhang said quietly.

However, Ye Liyuan's next words sent a cold sweat down Pei Yuhang's back.

"Ah Han."

Her voice was as soft as a sigh. "It's so dark in front of my eyes… I can't see anything clearly…"

Pei Yuhang's breath caught in his throat.

...

"It's alright, Junior Brother Pei. Please don't worry too much."

"Junior Sister Ye's eyes are just blurry from crying. After a few days of rest and nourishment from Spiritual Qi, she'll be fine. Ultimately, it's because she's too weak right now…"

Pei Yuhang only breathed a sigh of relief after getting confirmation from Senior Sister Lu.

He looked over at the bed. Ye Liyuan was leaning quietly against the pillows, a snow-white silk ribbon covering her eyes as a blindfold, making her unadorned face look even more plain and pure.

"Liyuan, Senior Sister Lu just said that there's nothing seriously wrong with your eyes. As long as your body recovers, they'll get better quickly with the nourishment of Spiritual Qi."

Hearing this, Ye Liyuan just shook her head demurely.

She let out a soft laugh, reached out her cold hand to grip Pei Yuhang's tightly, and said gently:

"It's alright, Ah Han. The moment I woke up and opened my eyes, even though all I could see was dim light and nothing was clear, I wasn't afraid."

"Because… I heard your voice."

"Ah Han, as long as you're here, I'm not afraid of anything."

"..."

Even though Ye Liyuan's eyes were covered, Pei Yuhang could still feel her gaze fixed tightly upon him.

But that heavy, suffocating love… it only made the current Pei Yuhang feel smothered, like an airtight net trapping him in place.

Pei Yuhang despised the selfish, insidious, and deceitful Ye Liyuan that Nangong Jin had described.

He had returned this time… fully prepared to cut ties with Liyuan completely.

But now… Liyuan was so dependent on him.

'Can I still leave her with a clear conscience?'

Pei Yuhang was in turmoil. He subconsciously started to pull his hand back, but froze when he felt her cold fingertips.

'She's still trembling…'

Pei Yuhang closed his eyes, suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, and gently patted the back of her hand.

"Liyuan, you're still weak. You should rest for now."

Pei Yuhang's voice was gentle, yet it carried an imperceptible hint of distance.

He was about to get up when his sleeve was suddenly pulled taut—

Looking down, he saw Ye Liyuan's fingers desperately clutching his sleeve, her knuckles white from the force.

Ye Liyuan's lips trembled slightly, and her already pale face looked even more fragile.

"Ah Han…"

"Tonight… don't go, okay?"

Her voice was filled with a cautious plea, and as if afraid of being rejected, she quickly added:

"I can't see anything… It's too dark."

Ye Liyuan gripped Pei Yuhang's hand tightly, as if mustering all her strength to cling to a life-saving straw.

"Only by hearing your voice and feeling your presence, Ah Han… can I feel at ease… I'm begging you, Ah Han, don't leave me."