Ink Blade Chapter 67 (Part 1)
Translated by Sylver
Chapter 67.1 To Remain Together Forever (part 1)
When Chu Yan woke up, the snow had also become gentle.
He opened his eyes and vaguely saw the warm stove and brocade bed of the Zhongqian Hall. The palace master closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath, feeling as if he had just had a big dream.
It seemed like he had returned to his previous life, where he was led astray by the poisonous fragrance. He remembered everything, those fragmented memories had never been so clear. In his dream, he roared and struggled, even wailing and begging, reaching out to Mo Ren, who he had tortured, shouting “Ah Ren”, shouting “Don’t”, but he couldn’t stop anything. His body was tormented by high fever, blood loss, and severe pain, and his heart was cut by a thousand knives. The harsh cold of the wind and snow invaded his marrow, and he gradually walked further and further away, his consciousness becoming thin.
But when he walked onto the bridge that would ferry him to the afterlife, he heard Ah Ren standing under the bridge, calling him master.
As soon as Ah Ren called him, he obediently walked down and went back.
The few little maids guarding the Zhongqian Hall heard the movement on the bed and hurriedly surrounded him with joy.
“Palace Master!”
“The Palace Master is awake!”
“Go and report to Miss Qiu Jin…”
Only then did Chu Yan feel something was wrong, and asked with a frown, “Where is Qiu Jin?”
The palace master was seriously injured, but Qiu Jin, his personal maid, was not by his bedside, which was indeed unacceptable. The more the little maids hesitated, the more alarmed Chu Yan became, and he couldn’t help but angrily say, “Speak!”
After all, the palace master had been imposing for many years, and the little maids were so scared that they knelt down and answered, “Reporting to the Palace Master, it was Guard Mo who just woke up from a coma, and Miss Qiu Jin went to see him.”
There was a “buzz” in Chu Yan’s mind, and his heart had already cooled halfway. He swallowed twice before asking, “Ah Ren… where is Ah Ren?”
“He’s next door. Miss Qiu Jin made the decision to let Guard Mo rest…Palace Master!”
When the little maid looked up again, Chu Yan was already struggling to get up, disregarding his serious injuries, and actually wanted to lean on the wall to get down. The little maids were so scared that they were out of their wits, but they couldn’t stop him at all.
Chu Yan endured the pain and staggered to the side of the Zhongqian Hall. Before he entered, he first heard Qiu Jin’s angry voice.
“You lie down for me! You’re like this and you still want to toss around!? Last night you tricked us all down the mountain, and you almost lost your life here taking medicine to detoxify. Mo Ren, you’re really capable, aren’t you!?”
Mo Ren’s hoarse voice echoed again, “I want to see the Master.”
Qiu Jin: “No!”
Mo Ren: “I want to see the Master.”
Qiu Jin almost fainted with anger. The good personal maid of the palace master, who was usually cold and polite in front of outsiders, was now glaring and scolding. “You’re so weak now that you faint even when you’re helped up to take medicine, what nonsense are you going to see!”
Nonsense…no, Master Chu walked in at this moment.
Qiu Jin turned her head and her face turned pale, “Mas…Master–” She knelt down instantly, scared and kowtowing, “Master, forgive me, Qiu Jin is talking nonsense, I deserve to die!!”
Chu Yan held her shoulder and lifted the maid up with a push of his hand. He looked up and saw Mo Ren on the bed.
The sky was bright and clean, and the snow outside the window was still gently piling up on the branches. Mo Ren, with his black hair scattered, was weakly leaning on the soft pillow, his face very pale. After nearly two months of separation, the thin skeleton made people feel anxious.
Chu Yan couldn’t say anything more, he took two shaky steps forward, and in the guard’s wide-open eyes, he saw himself…With his long hair disheveled, under a single garment, one could vaguely see the bandages soaked with blood, his face pale and his figure swaying, a sorry sight.
In the next moment, a hazy light appeared in Mo Ren’s eyes, and there were tears about to fall. Chu Yan rushed forward and hugged him, gasping deeply with heartache, and said over and over again, “Ah Ren, Ah Ren be good…don’t cry, see, this Master is back.”
But in Mo Ren’s eyes, there was only Chu Yan’s injury. He was in so much pain that he could hardly sit still, curled up and trembling, clutching Chu Yan’s fingers, “Master…!”
“Master, you nonsense,” Chu Yan let go of him, pinched the guard’s cheek fiercely, and pretended to be angry, “What have you done again? Tell this Master honestly!”
In the end, both Palace Master Chu and Guard Mo were nagged back to bed by Miss Qiu Jin. But there was one thing, the two of them changed to one room, just lying there together, the sick should recuperate, the injured should heal, neat and tidy.
The days went on like this, day by day.
Lin Yun said that the palace master was seriously injured this time, with both qi and blood deficient and overuse of internal force, he was afraid that he would inevitably lose five years of cultivation.
And Guard Mo, because he had practiced the Dark Hall method since he was young, and had been suffering from this cold poison for too long, even if the poison was now resolved, he might have a problem with cold intolerance in the future.
But even so, at least the beloved was by the side, and the rest of life was long.
One evening at dusk, Mo Ren was lying on his side, looking seriously at the snow outside the window. Chu Yan looked at the handsome side face of the guard, feeling itchy in his heart, couldn’t help but quietly get out of bed and move over, crawled into Mo Ren’s quilt, and hugged him from behind, “What is Ah Ren thinking about?”
Mo Ren came back to his senses, quickly and carefully avoiding Chu Yan’s injury, and whispered, “Thinking…thinking about the future.”
Chu Yan caught his hand, warmed it in his own palm, and asked softly, “What about the future?”
“In the future, there will be no enemies, no storms, and the Master’s deep love…As this subordinate thought about it, it feels like it’s a dream, and it’s a bit uncomfortable for a while.”
“How can there be no enemies, those villains from the Alliance Leader Mansion colluded with Southern Xinjiang, this Master hasn't settled accounts with them yet.”
“The Master is right. But…but in the future, even if there are swords and shadow swords, suppose what this subordinate will do will be different from before.”
Chu Yan knew that Mo Ren meant to cherish his life, and he chuckled softly, “That’s natural, you take your time to adapt, the good days are just beginning. Ah Ren is going to be loved by this Master for a lifetime.”
“...…”
Mo Ren’s ears turned slightly red, and he stopped talking.
Chu Yan just held him like that, for a long time, as if he had made up his mind and mustered up the courage, he called the guard’s name again.
“Ah Ren.” He leaned down and kissed Mo Ren’s pale neck, murmuring, “Let’s get married.”
Mo Ren was held by the palace master so warmly and comfortably that he was already starting to feel sleepy. At this time, he instinctively mumbled “yes”, and only a few breaths later did he suddenly wake up and say, “Master!?”
Chu Yan chuckled quietly, nuzzling him with his nose, his phoenix eyes bright, “This Master said, Ah Ren, let’s get married.”
