Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

The moon was above the treetops, and the two of them spent the night in the dilapidated temple.

Although the bleeding had stopped, the condition was still dangerous at night. Sure enough, Feng Jia developed a high fever before midnight.

She lay on a crude bed made of several broken futons. She felt cold as if she was in an ice cellar, and hot as if she was being roasted in a furnace. Her face was almost pale and her throat was so dry that it seemed to be smoking.

"So thirsty..."

"water……"

Li Yunyu was resting on the steps of the dilapidated temple, holding a long sword. He did not open his eyes immediately when he heard the voice. It was not until he felt Feng Jia's voice getting weaker and weaker that he reluctantly stood up and went outside.

After about half a quarter of an hour, they returned under the moonlight.

"Xie Lanzhao, wake up." Li Yunyu stood beside Feng Jia holding a bowl of lotus leaf water.

The girl seemed to be in a nightmare. Her face was pale and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. She seemed to be enduring great pain. Her lips were chapped and every breath seemed to take all her strength.

Li Yunyu sighed resignedly, squatted down, held Feng Jia's body in his arms, rested her head on his shoulder, put the lotus leaf to her cracked lips, and fed it bit by bit.

He didn't put her down gently until the water in the lotus leaf bowl was gone. Just as he was about to leave, an arm grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"please……"

"Don't go, I don't want to die..."

He turned around and saw Feng Jia's eyes were half open, but she was not conscious.

Li Yunyu didn't understand what kind of horrible nightmare could make such a vicious woman so scared in her dream. He took her hand off his clothes and said lightly: "Don't worry, you are safe now."

Feng Jia opened her mouth and seemed to say something, but her voice was hoarse and low, and Li Yunyu couldn't hear it at all, so he squatted down and put his ear close to her.

Feng Jia muttered to herself, but the moment Li Yunyu heard it clearly, her pupils dilated and she looked back at her in surprise.

It was a rough night.

At noon, a ray of sunlight shone through the broken window onto Feng Jia's face. Her eyelids trembled slightly and her consciousness gradually came back.

The dilapidated scene around was exactly the same as last night.

A string of blue words suddenly appeared in front of me.

[Congratulations to the host for completing step-by-step mission 1 and escaping from the death dilemma. Please continue to work hard, find the key evidence, and punish the real culprit. ]

She managed to stand up with difficulty, and got out of the predicament, which meant she was safe now. As expected, her gamble was right, and the man in black named Yunyu had no intention of killing her.

Looking down, the wound seemed to have been patched. Feng Jia looked around but did not see Li Yunyu.

have they gone?

Feng Jia sighed, thinking that she would have to take care of herself today. She moved her arms. The wound on her chest was still painful, but her strength was beginning to recover, which was a sign of improvement.

Hearing the sound of dead leaves being crushed outside, Feng Jia tensed up and unconsciously clenched his wristband.

The man walked in, still wearing the black nightgown from yesterday, with no expression on his masked face.

It turns out he didn't leave.

Feng Jia relaxed her body and said with a bright face, "Brother Yunyu, good morning."

Li Yunyu stood there without answering, seemingly in a bad mood. Yesterday's long sword was on his back, a short blade shining with cold light was held in his left hand, and a bloody rabbit was held in his right hand.

"Brother Yunyu, you got up early in the morning to hunt. You must have worked so hard." Feng Jia muttered to himself in a flattering tone.

The other party remained silent, but just squatted down and skillfully skinned and boned the rabbit in his hand, then gutted it. The room suddenly became filled with a strong smell of blood.

Feng Jia felt that although he was a patient, he could not sit idle, so he walked over naturally and took on the role of a fire starter. After the fire was lit, Feng Jia's cold hands and feet began to warm up little by little.

Li Yunyu took out his sword, inserted it into the rabbit's body, and roasted it over the fire.

There was silence for a moment, only the sizzling aroma of meat filled the air.

He was a man of few words, and Feng Jia certainly wasn't a chatterbox either, but she had a lot to want to know, so she asked indirectly, "Brother Yunyu, do you often walk in these deep mountains and old forests?"

Li Yunyu did not answer, but raised his hand and turned the roasted rabbit over.

"Brother Yunyu, you are so skilled in martial arts, who is your master?" Feng Jia continued without getting discouraged.

Li Yunyu glanced at her calmly: "You are very noisy."

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Jia suddenly started shouting.

Li Yunyu's eyelids twitched.

Feng Jia pointed at the dark circles under his eyes and said, "Brother Yunyu, did you stay up late to steal again last night? Why do you look so ugly?"

Li Yunyu's fingers trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but think of last night.

He wrapped some water in a lotus leaf and brought it back for her to drink. After she drank it, she complained of being cold. So he lit a fire beside her, and pulled the tattered robes off the Buddha statue and covered her with them, covering her with them until her face turned red and she was sweating all over.

Just as he was about to rest contentedly, she grabbed him again, calling out for heat.

He could only take off his robes, put out the fire, and then go to rest nearby. Before he fell asleep, he started complaining about the cold again.

She repeated this over and over again, tormenting him dozens of times throughout the night, until she heard the birds singing and the night was about to fade away, then she calmed down a little, giving him time to close his eyes and sleep for a while.

Li Yunyu looked at her with complicated eyes: "Are you sure you don't remember what you did last night?"

Feng Jia was startled, thinking something was wrong, and asked tentatively: "Did I say something I shouldn't have said to you?"

"Do you have a secret?" Li Yunyu asked back.

Feng Jia choked and said, "I have no secrets from you."

Li Yunyu looked at her distinct black and white almond eyes, as if trying to discern the truth from falsehood in her words.

"Brother Yunyu, you forgot that we are allies now." Feng Jia blinked.

Li Yunyu turned her face away and did not give a direct answer, but just said "hmm" softly.

The rabbit was roasted and we each had half.

Maybe she was really hungry, for even without any seasoning, Feng Jia ate with gusto. When she looked up after finishing her meal, Li Yunyu was still eating leisurely.

The rabbit's fat trickled down his fingertips and finally onto the ground.

His hands were very white, his fingers were long and slender with distinct joints. Although he was wielding a sword, there were surprisingly no calluses on his fingertips.

Seeing that he had almost finished eating, Feng Jia stood up and said, "Brother Yunyu, I'm afraid we have to say goodbye today."

She said, "The people from the Xie Mansion must be looking for me all over the mountain now. I have to go back. I know you don't want to reveal your identity, so you don't have to send me off!"

"..."

"I know that Brother Yunyu has good intentions and is worried that I might get into an accident on the road, but you really don't have to send me off!"

"..."

"Why aren't you talking, Brother Yunyu?" Feng Jia blinked.

There was that look again, as if if he didn't send her off, he would be watching her die and would be struck by lightning.