"I'm afraid if I sit too close to you, your fiancée will cause me trouble," the young girl murmured.
There was always a hint of jealousy in her words.
Cang Xuan lowered his voice and laughed. He leaned forward, cornering the young girl in the carriage. He lifted her chin with his finger and said with a smile, "Those people were right just now. A jealous woman like that is indeed not suitable to be taken home as a wife. I'll send a matchmaker to her home to break off the engagement tomorrow. What do you think?"
He was thinking about breaking off the engagement even before the official proposal. How infuriating!
The young girl's eyes twinkled. She hooked his neck with one hand and traced circles on his chest with the other. She asked with a smile, "Such a beautiful and delicate girl. Are you really willing to let her go, Prince Cang?"
Cang Xuan pulled the young girl into his arms and cherished her for a while. He bit her lips and said with a smile, "Who asked the princess to be so charming that she has captured my heart? I only want to marry the princess home and lock her in my arms to dote on her every day. As for that fiancée, she is plain-looking and reckless. She can't even compare to one of the princess's fingers. How could she ever win my heart?"
But wasn't that fiancée herself?
The young girl scolded angrily, "You're fickle!"
"Yes, yes, yes," Cang Xuan coaxed with a smile.
He hugged the young girl tightly in his arms, and his heart finally settled down.
The young girl's strange behavior yesterday had always made him feel a little uneasy. He didn't like this feeling of being out of control. Fortunately, the young girl had returned to normal today.
Leaning in Cang Xuan's arms, Su Yuanyuan brought up the gossip that the common people had mentioned today. Cang Xuan readily admitted it.
"Yes, it was indeed arranged and designed by the Liuyun Pavilion," Cang Xuan said calmly. "I won't let that old scoundrel die so easily. It would be too good for him."
The young girl's finger brushed across the man's fair wrist. She asked tentatively, "Brother Yunjian always wore a sleeve arrow to cover this area before. I thought there were a lot of scars here that couldn't be seen by outsiders."
Although the young girl had tried to look very casual, Cang Xuan still saw something on her face.
Remembering that the young girl had looked at his wrist several times before, he instinctively felt that his answer was very crucial. "Why do you think there are scars on my wrist?" he asked in return.
Su Yuanyuan said, "I just instinctively thought so. There's no other meaning."
Cang Xuan looked at her deeply. "There are no scars on my wrist, but there are some on my shoulder."
Su Yuanyuan was stunned. She remembered how he got the wound on his shoulder. She remembered that it was she who had personally removed the rotten flesh on his shoulder that had been corroded by the poison with a knife. She felt a dull pain in her heart. She realized that she had become obsessed.
Why did she expect there to be more scars on him? That would mean that he had been injured and suffered. If possible, she hoped that he would be unscathed.
From then on, Su Yuanyuan completely let go of her obsession with the scarred hand in her dream and no longer dwelled on it.
She rummaged through the medicine box and took out the "Huayan" ointment she had made to remove scars. She grabbed his lapel and asked, "Brother Yunjian, let me use this ointment to smooth the scars on your shoulder, okay?"
Cang Xuan saw that her eyebrows were relaxed and secretly let out a sigh of relief. He replied, "Okay."
Back at the Prince Cang's Mansion, recalling the little farce during the free medical consultation today, with the fragrance of the young girl still lingering on his fingertips and lapel, his eyes squinted slightly in satisfaction.
He and the young girl had been doing free medical consultations in the city for the past two days. This must have already spread. Anyone with eyes should know that the young girl and he were very close and in love. There shouldn't be anyone who would dare to have any thoughts about her anymore.
Next, it was time to find an opportunity to visit Su Qing and Lady Mo to propose marriage.
At least, before the young girl came of age, the engagement between the two of them should be settled to avoid any unexpected problems.
Su Yuanyuan didn't know that Cang Xuan was already planning to propose marriage. She didn't know if it was because she had been thinking about the scar on his wrist for the past two days, but that night, Su Yuanyuan had a dream again after a long time.
In the dream, she returned to the mass grave where wild dogs roamed freely. However, this time, the dream didn't end halfway. After the carriage arrived, she saw with her own eyes a long and fair hand lift the curtain of the carriage. Holding a crossbow, the hand shot several arrows at the wild dogs that were gnawing at her corpse.
In the bright moonlight, there were no scars on that fair hand. There were only the red marks left by the sleeve arrow that had been wrapped around it for a long time.
After the wild dogs were driven away, the carriage stopped in front of her corpse. The curtain was lifted, and a familiar figure that made Su Yuanyuan's heart burn walked down from the carriage.
It was Cang Xuan. It was really him.
Cang Xuan didn't cover his face at all. In the mass grave full of corpses, his handsome face looked extremely demonic.
Su Yuanyuan's spirit body uncontrollably "floated" towards him. She reached out her hand and gently stroked the man's face. She called out lovingly, "Brother Yunjian."
But this was just a dream. Cang Xuan couldn't hear her at all. After he got off the carriage, he walked towards the mutilated corpse in the middle of the road.
Su Yuanyuan turned her head and saw that her clothes were in a mess because of the dragging of the wild dogs. Her once fair and smooth skin was also covered with tooth marks, and her fingertips had been bitten off. She tried to stop the man from going forward and pleaded in a low voice, "Brother Yunjian, don't. Don't look at me. I'm so ugly like this."
But she was just a spirit body in the dream and couldn't stop the man's steps at all. The man just walked towards the dead girl step by step.
Cang Xuan squatted down and pushed aside the messy hair on the girl's face, revealing her face.
Although she was already dead, her appearance was still amazingly beautiful. When Cang Xuan looked at the young girl, there was no hint of lust in his eyes. His light-colored pupils, like glass, were filled with pity and regret. This made him look like a god in such a situation.
He took off his cloak and wrapped the half-naked woman without caring about her mutilated body. Then he picked her up and turned around to walk towards the carriage.
Su Yuanyuan's spirit body uncontrollably followed behind him. She got into the carriage with him and left the mass grave just like that.
The carriage didn't return to Shengjing City. Instead, it drove south along the mountain path. Cang Xuan just sat in the carriage and faced the female corpse day and night. And Su Yuanyuan's spirit body also nestled in his arms. She laid her face on his chest and listened to his steady heartbeat.
Late at night the next day, the carriage finally reached its destination.
Cang Xuan got off the carriage with the female corpse in his arms. Su Yuanyuan also seemed to be attracted and followed behind him. Strangely enough, although she was just a spirit body, she seemed to smell a very strong sandalwood fragrance. She could also hear the rustling sound of the leaves rubbing against each other in her ears.
She looked back and saw that there was a forest of sandalwood trees behind her. The trees were so tall that they almost blocked out the sky.
In front of her was a magnificent Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. There were three big characters written on the gate - "Ziji Temple".