I promise

Chapter 174
Yan Ming squatted at the door worryingly, when she saw Mu Dian was coming, as if seeing a savior, she hurried up to meet her, and said, "Miss, you are here."

Mu Dianke asked as he walked, "Has Qingxiu come back?"

"not yet."

Mu Dianke originally thought that it would take a lot of trouble with Asimu, but he didn't expect it to go so smoothly.With Qingxiu's foot strength, she did come back one step earlier, so she asked again: "Has the Holy Master not taken the medicine yet?"

Yan Tea nodded: "The Holy Master locked himself in the study when he came back from Mrs. Su, and no one was allowed to enter."

As soon as the words were finished, Gui Ruo and Gui Xiang, who were guarding the door, moved, and Mu Dianke's eyes narrowed coldly. The two of them lowered their eyes and took a step back.

Mu Dianke said: "Go and bring the medicine in when it's warmed up."

Yan Ming should run away.Mu Dianke walked like flying, went straight to the study, just opened the door, he felt a strong wind coming, and a low stool flew out from inside.

Mu Dianke turned sideways, and the low stool hit the door panel with a "bang", directly punching a big hole in the door, the stool split and bounced in all directions.

Jin Yanchen raised his head from the shadows, saw that it was Mu Dianke, and lay back without saying a word, half of his body sunk in the reclining chair, silent and decadent.

Mu Dianke closed the door, went in and sat down beside him, but also did not speak.

She has also experienced such a time, and understands that at this moment, any words of comfort are pale.

Jin Yanchen doesn't need anyone to comfort him, nor does he need anyone to cheer him up.He just wanted to escape a little bit when the cruel past struck.Just like a wounded lion wants to hide in a cave where no one is licking its wounds, he just wants to hide in a corner where no one sees, indulge and sink for a while.

All she can do for him is to accompany him.

Just like the night Qiao Yuze passed away three years ago, she sat with him on the boundless Gobi desert, drinking spirits one after another.Even though the pain cannot be reduced, at least he knows that he is not alone on this lonely and difficult road.

She also understands his suffering and is willing to share it with him.

The windows of the study room were all tightly sealed, the light was dim, and everything in the room could only be seen as vague outlines.Jin Yanchen's tall body was submerged in the darkness, so quiet that he could only smell his breath.

He spoke for a long time, but his voice was hoarse, and he was no longer as domineering as before: "After the banquet at Dingfeng Tower, Xu Younan discussed with me to make the events of that year public, and I agreed. But I didn't expect him to share your part with Plus, I didn’t know about teahouse storytelling beforehand, so I didn’t inform you.”

In all fairness, what Xu Younan did was not wrong.He didn't report to Jin Yanchen in advance because the process of waiting for the knife to fall was far more torturous than directly cutting it.

As for the part where Mu Cangping set the fire, it was better to add it than not to add it. What does she care about?
Said: "It doesn't matter. Some things, if you don't say it, you don't have to face it."

Jin Yanchen said: "When I was young, I always felt that you were weak, and I was afraid that you would knock, that you would fall, or that you would cry again if you were not careful. Only now do I realize that you are actually stronger than me."

Mu Dianke said: "I'm not strong either. I know you're just tired and you'll get through it."

Jin Yanchen put his hand on his head and rubbed the center of his brows: "Yes, I have survived the most difficult time, and there is no reason why I can't bear it now." He said, "I just took a nap and dreamed about Xiao Qi again."

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that when I was young, I took the two of you to climb a mountain. When we first reached the top of the mountain, the sun came out, and you and Xiao Qi shouted with excitement. At that time...it was so good."

Mu Dianke said softly: "Yes, that's great. I also dreamed about Seventh Cousin, and dreamed that he turned into a cloud and made faces at me in the sky."

Jin Yanchen smiled: "Xiao Qi said that he envied the clouds in the sky the most. He is free and can go wherever he wants. Has he told you that too?"

Mu Dianke shook his head: "Perhaps his dream has come true, give me a dream."

There was a knock on the door, a light one, a pause, and two more knocks.

It was Yanming who brought the medicine.

Mu Dianke got up, brought in the soup, stirred it well, and handed it to Jin Yanchen.

"Take your medicine, Xiaoqi is watching from the sky. Take care of your body, there are still many things to do."

Jin Yanchen has the same habit of taking medicine as Mu Dianke, and I don't know who learned it from whom. He doesn't like to use a spoon, so he is used to drinking it all in one go.

The temperature of the medicine was just right, not hot, Jin Yanchen took it, raised his head and gulped down a large bowl of soup and medicine.

Mu Dianke took the bowl and put it aside, and said, "Haste is waste, we still have a lot of time, don't worry."

She was referring to the matter of Jin Yanchen practicing his sword and clearing the customs.

Since the founding of the Jin Family Dao, only the founders of the sword technique, Jin Pengzu, Jin Zhenyue, and a grandfather named Jin Huanrong, have practiced to the last level of Dzogchen. Only half of them have successfully advanced to the ninth level.

It's not that the descendants of the Jinmen are not talented enough, but that the Jin family's sword skills are too overbearing, and each move must be supplemented with corresponding skills.If the skill is not enough, forced cultivation will only hurt yourself.

Therefore, when the elders of the past dynasties taught sword techniques, they would deliberately suppress the progress of the younger generation's sword practice and not allow rash advances.

For example, her second uncle, Jin Luanjie, was extremely gifted in saber-style comprehension, but because he did not practice diligently, he was kept on the seventh floor by Jin Zhenyue.

Some strengths can be obtained by relying on talent, such as savvy and combat skills; while some strengths must be accumulated over many years to become solid, such as the internal strength skills necessary for practicing the Jin Family Sword.

Jin Yanchen is 23 years old this year, no matter how hard he practices, it is still too much effort to break through the ninth level.

After hearing Mu Dianke's words, Jin Yanchen knew that she had met Asimu.After a moment of silence, he said: "If I didn't get injured because of helping you block the formation, would you still care about me?"

Mu Dianke was slightly stunned: "Of course I will. I don't care about you, who else cares about you?"

Jin Yanchen only felt that the sharp pain in his heart was soothed by this spring breeze, and said: "I don't know why, but I can bear it after so many years in the desert. As soon as I entered the Central Plains, I became irritable."

As if to promise, he said again: "I will pay attention to it in the future."

He had a terrible headache, his limbs were sore, and he had a fever.Mu Dian could ask Yanming to bring cold water and apply it to his forehead, and asked Asimu to prescribe a dose of antipyretic medicine that he didn't want to hurt.

After taking the medicine, Jin Yanchen became drowsy and said, "I want to sleep for a while. There are books over there. If you want to read, just light the lamp, and I can sleep."

Mu Dian knew that he was proud, and he was unwilling to persuade him to stay.In fact, he was too lonely and wanted someone to accompany him too much.

He smiled and said, "Okay. I happen to want to read a book too."

　Sorry for posting a bit late, I was too tired yesterday and fell asleep while writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)