Ink Blade Chapter 41 (Part 1)
Translated by Sylver
Seeing Tainted Blood (part 1)
Shuijing Tower.
The time was nearing the third watch of the night, and the Shuijing Tower was as bright as day. Disciples were running around below the tower, some holding books, some flipping through scrolls, all with anxious expressions on their faces.
Ying Dian and Shui Miao’er were both rushing to verify something, and both women had long since broken out in a cold sweat. The speculation brought by Mo Ren was too shocking, they couldn’t help but be nervous.
The source of Bai Hua’s fragrance was still unknown, but there were already clues from the Nanjiang, the Wuxian Sect, and the Fragrance Poison. Shui Miao’er immediately pulled out the intelligence from the tower and checked it thoroughly with Ying Dian…
The more they checked, the more shocking the information they found.
Mo Ren was standing on the side, waiting for a result with a pale face and downcast eyes, holding his sword. His lips were a thin line, and his eyebrows were like frost. The disciples of the Shuijing Tower who passed by him couldn’t help but feel a chill on their backs, and they didn’t dare to look at him more.
Shadow was really worried about him. Everyone in the Jiuzhong Palace knew how obsessed Mo Ren was with the safety of the palace master, so she couldn’t help but step forward and whisper, “Guard Mo, please take a moment…”
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Mo Ren’s face and had to shut up.
In such a situation, it was really impossible to persuade him.
If the palace master was really poisoned by Bai Hua, with Guard Mo ’s character, he would probably blame himself for not protecting the palace master well, and wish he could cut himself with a thousand knives…
The intelligence network of the Shuijing Tower was indeed unparalleled in the world. In just a moment, the clues were pieced together. The disciples of the Shuijing Tower had discovered something, and the reports were coming in one after another. Soon, a file was presented.
Shui Miao’er personally held the lamp, and the flickering candlelight illuminated the white paper and black words, each word piercing the heart.
With just a glance, her pupils contracted, and she abruptly covered her mouth with her hand, swallowing an incredulous gasp in her throat.
This is…
Suddenly, a hand next to her snatched the file. Under the light, Mo Ren’s lips trembled as the words reflected in his eyes. The next moment, the world spun around him, and thunder seemed to fall from the sky. The guard stumbled a step, gritting his teeth to steady himself on the table next to him…
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At some unknown time, the stars and moon were covered by thin clouds, making the fearful darkness even thicker.
When Chu Yan arrived alone in front of the Shuijing Tower, a sudden gust of wind blew, making him shiver. He was panting non-stop, his back and forehead were already soaked in cold sweat.
With the internal strength of the Jiuzhang Palace Master, even if he rushed all the way with lightness skill, he wouldn’t look as embarrassing as this - he was scared into a sweat by himself.
From the moment he heard the news from Ying Yu, anger and fear instantly overwhelmed his reason, and at the same time, there was a heavy sense of despair, making Chu Yan breathless.
…These days, he has tried every imaginable way to deal with Mo Ren.
Chu Yan admitted that he had been calm and restrained, restrained to the point where he dared not swear a harsh word, and dared not express too much affection; he had also been impulsive to the extreme, extreme to the point where he almost really cut open his heart.
But after all the twists and turns, it was still the same.
Just a moment of his negligence, just a trace of his depressed mood that he failed to suppress and reveal, could provoke that person to run off to punish himself without a word… self-punishment!!
Chu Yan’s temples were throbbing with pain, he was so angry that he could spit blood…
If he could really spit blood from anger, perhaps Ah Ren would feel sorry for him and behave for a few days…
No, the greater possibility is that he would add another “crime” to himself and take a few more punishment pills.
Unfortunately, he didn’t even have time to ponder whether to spit blood or not. No matter how complicated his thoughts were, no matter how anxious and worried he was, his body had already started to move, only hoping to be faster, to catch his troublesome personal guard back to his side before the torture began.
The doors of the Shuijing Tower were already in front of him, Chu Yan didn’t dare to delay, adjusted his breath, and prepared to break in directly with his lightness skill.
But unexpectedly, at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the shadow on the side of the building.
“Master.”
Chu Yan was startled, stopped, and suddenly turned around.
He saw a familiar figure in black, thin and slender, stepping out from the darkness. Mo Ren was holding a long sword in his arms, lowering his head and walking step by step to Chu Yan, gently kneeling on one knee. “…The subordinate is here.” Somehow, his voice was abnormally hoarse and trembling.
“You–”
Chu Yan’s mind was buzzing with confusion for a moment, he stared at the person in front of him in surprise, but there was no sign of suffering.
Then the palace master suddenly understood: Good, he might have just been tricked by his own guard!
At this moment, the fear and urgency in his chest were like being extinguished by cold water, leaving only a pile of ashes. Only that pent-up anger was still stuck in its original place, Chu Yan gritted his teeth and took a few deep breaths, raised his hand to scold but didn’t know where to start, “You… you… you’re really…being mischievous!”
Mo Ren just knelt there, not speaking or raising his head.
This only made Chu Yan angrier. He angrily scolded, “Get up and answer this Master! Has Guard Mo grown bold, hmm? What did you say to Ying Yu about apologizing, deceiving this Master?”
The night was silent all around, and the distant sound of the night watchman carried on the wind, as if knocking on someone’s heart.
Mo Ren was silent for several breaths, and just when Chu Yan’s patience was about to run out, he finally answered in a low voice, “This subordinate…was worried about the master and Bai Hua… sharing a room, thus this subordinate came up with this unwise decision.”
“This subordinate dare not deceive the Master, if the Master had not come here, this subordinate…”
He paused, slowly taking out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom. Even in the deep night, Chu Yan recognized it at a glance, it was the “Repentance”.
Chu Yan’s mind exploded, understanding the words Mo Ren hadn’t spoken.
–If the master had not come here, this subordinate would have taken this punishment pill.
“You…” Chu Yan’s breathing gradually became heavy, his slender hand reached out from his sleeve, his fingers pinched the guard’s chin, slowly lifting it up.
“Ah Ren, you should know that this Master is unwilling to let you feel pain.”
The corners of the palace master’s eyes were red, and between his teeth was an anger he didn’t know where it came from, this anger was burning so hot that his blood vessels were throbbing, “This Master doesn’t believe you don’t know… if you didn’t know, you wouldn’t have come up with such a clever way to deceive this Master.”
Mo Ren was forced to raise his head, the tightening force on his neck made it difficult for him to breathe.
There was no moon in the sky, no lights in the secluded alley, the guard’s pale face did not catch the palace master’s eye, he only managed to say, “This subordinate… this subordinate…knows.”
The wind rose again, and under the few strands of hair that were blown away, the young guard’s dark eyes were lost. Suddenly, the voice of Mo Ren became light and weak, mixed with a faint tremor: “This subordinate knows…..the Master has always… not willing to hurt Ah Ren.”
“Good,” Chu Yan had not yet realized the abnormality of the person in front of him, he was angry and laughed, the smile did not reach his eyes, “It seems that in the heart of Guard Mo, the rules are as large as the heavens, greater than the will of this Master, isn’t it!?”
“You would rather make this Master be in a state of anxiety, but also insist on making your own decisions, right!?”
Mo Ren did not argue, he seemed to have lost his soul, just looking at Chu Yan in a daze. The voice leaking from his lips was so fragile that it seemed like a dream. “…it is this subordinate who is guilty of a crime for which deserves ten thousand deaths.”
