In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 286: Whispers from the Cold Palace
Although Shang Qinghua did not particularly like Rong Qinglei, he disliked Rong Tieshan and Rong Zishen even more.
If he had to deal with any of the imperial princes, he would rather choose Rong Qinglei.
At the very least, that man was somewhat intelligent.
Shang Qinghua suddenly felt his head aching terribly.
While leaning lazily against the side of the bed, he said, "Massage it for me."
Yue Mingxuan had no choice.
Shang Qinghua was incredibly shameless; if he refused to help massage his head who knew what sort of threats the man would come up with next.
Besides, Shang Qinghua himself truly had no idea how to do it properly.
Yue Mingxuan could hardly bear to watch his clumsy attempts.
The pressure points he pressed were all wrong, how could that possibly relieve fatigue?
After he sighing softly, Yue Mingxuan began to massage Shang Qinghua’s head.
As he worked, he could not help feeling grateful that he had transmigrated into this body.
If it had been the original Yue Mingxuan, he probably would not have known how to do such things at all.
Still, he could not help wondering about the original owner of this body.
Did that Yue Mingxuan truly have no sense of aesthetics? Why would he have liked Rong Tieshan? And why had he liked painting his face with cosmetics until it looked like a chaotic palette of colors?
Could it be that the former Yue Mingxuan had really known nothing about anything?
Even a stupid people could not possibly be foolish to that extent.
It was the first time Yue Mingxuan had begun to doubt the identity of the person who originally owned this body.
Furthermore, the Ninefold Celestial Mystery seemed to share some inexplicable connection with him.
Deep in his heart, he felt that he was meant to cultivate this martial art.
Yet when Shang Qinghua asked about it, he found himself unable to explain.
He did not know how to put those feelings into words, so he simply remained silent.
Seeing that Yue Mingxuan refused to speak, Shang Qinghua raised his hand and grasped his wrist.
His eyes that was dark as ink immediately fixed steadily on him.
Yue Mingxuan immediately panicked.
He took two steps back and looked at Shang Qinghua’s face.
But Shang Qinghua had no intention of letting him escape so easily and quickly followed after him.
Shang Qinghua stared into Yue Mingxuan’s eyes.
His gaze fell upon those alluring red lips, and without hesitation, he leaned forward and kissed him.
Yue Mingxuan’s body temperature was low and even his lips were cold.
He could clearly feel Shang Qinghua’s breath brushing against him, burning hot.
Shang Qinghua raised a hand and covered Yue Mingxuan’s bright eyes, forcing him to keep them closed and simply feel the warmth of his presence.
Getting cught in Shang Qinghua’s kiss, Yue Mingxuan forgot to resist for a moment.
Shang Qinghua’s lips were soft and unexpectedly comforting.
The warmth of the kiss seemed to balance the chill of Yue Mingxuan’s lowered body temperature.
With his eyes closed, Yue Mingxuan stopped thinking about anything at all and simply felt the warmth that Shang Qinghua brought.
No one knew how much time had passed before Shang Qinghua finally let him go.
Yue Mingxuan seemed truly exhausted.
He leaned quietly against Shang Qinghua’s side without saying a single word, his thoughts wandering somewhere far away.
Shang Qinghua let out a soft sigh as he looked at him.
"Things haven’t been very peaceful around here lately. Can’t you behave yourself for a while?" he asked.
Yue Mingxuan answered coldly, "That’s none of your concern."
"Ninefold Celestial Mystery is it really that tempting? Are you determined to master this technique no matter what?" Shang Qinghua sounded unwilling to give up as if he needed to confirm it one final time.
Yue Mingxuan nodded.
His expression was unusually serious.
In truth, even he did not understand why he felt so determined to cultivate this technique. Yet the moment he had first laid eyes on the manual, he had known with absolute certainty that he had to practice it.
Deep down, he had the feeling that this martial art was connected to Consort Wan’s death.
More than that, he desperately wanted to uncover who Consort Wan really was.
Unfortunately, at the moment he knew almost nothing.
The only thing he could do was continue practicing this martial art and hope that, through the process, the scattered clues would eventually reveal how all these events were connected.
Just then, Yin Su suddenly pushed open the door and stepped inside.
Her efficiency was actually quite impressive.
Of course, the Cold Palace was the sort of place no one wanted to linger in.
The fact that she had returned so quickly was partly because of the environment there.
The moment Yue Mingxuan saw her, he immediately sat up slightly.
"Did you find anything?" he asked without delay.
Yin Su nodded.
She then drew a breath and preparing to recount everything she had managed to learn.
"Sir, this is your first time sending me out on a task and you send me to a place like the Cold Palace! It’s so terrifying!" Yin Su couldn’t help but complain a few times.
Although honestly, no one liked being sent to a place like the Cold Palace.
After all, it was the Cold Palace; everyone there was half-mad.
Yue Mingxuan couldn’t help but recall the last time he had been to the Cold Palace.
His body shivered slightly at the thought.
Even though, before crossing over into this body, he had been a military medic and had seen all sorts of situations, thinking about the miserable state of the people in the Cold Palace still made him extremely uneasy.
If someone stayed in that environment long enough, even those who hadn’t gone mad before might eventually lose their sanity.
"You’ve worked hard, but this is the palace after all. Places like the Cold Palace aren’t accessible to just anyone! Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you. Tonight, I’ll give you a special meal!" Yue Mingxuan winked as he wearing an expression that seemed to say, going there and seeing for yourself isn’t such a bad experience after all.
