Untouchable Lovers-Chapter 209 - 189 The Wilds of the Storm (Part 3)
Chapter 209 -189: The Wilds of the Storm (Part 3)
Chapter 209 -189: The Wilds of the Storm (Part 3)
Chu Yu was packing things in her room.
Twenty luminous pearls the size of longan fruits, forty almost identical, round and pure white top-quality pearls, four pieces of flawless jade and agate, two shiny gold bars, and various gemstones creating a dazzling array of colors that were almost blinding.
Chu Yu carefully counted everything once before separately placing them into soft silk bags, which she then put into a backpack made from double-layered thick linen that had been dyed blue with its corners partially bleached, making it look like a water-milled denim backpack from later times.
Suppressing her excited heart, Chu Yu put down the backpack and picked up the clothes she had tailor-made.
The top was a white silk blouse, simply designed with long sleeves that narrowed at the top and widened below, extending downward like butterfly wings. The ruffled collar opened like petals softly covering her shoulders, lined with white satin and a silk vest that felt very comfortable against her skin. She wore “imitated water-milled denim trousers” that similarly went through a special treatment, wrapping her slender legs and outlining beautiful curves.
Although it was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, a stove was lit inside the room, and the lingering fragrance pervaded the warm interior. Despite wearing only light clothes, she did not feel cold.
After putting on her specially-made attire, Chu Yu slowly let her hair down and took a turn around the room by herself, only to be disappointed to find that there was no bright floor mirror. She could only use a copper basin filled with water to see her reflection. The girl in the water, with her hair down, looked both familiar and strange—the familiarity came from becoming accustomed to this body and seeing her reflection many times in the water, but the strangeness stemmed from the long-absent modern outfit. It had been so many days since she wore such clothes, leading to a slight sense of disconnect.
Reluctantly touching the clothes a few more times, Chu Yu changed back into her usual ancient attire, neatly folded the modern outfit and placed it with the jewels, and then began to organize other items.
The rest of the items were simple: a sharp dagger, four sets of sleeve arrows made from fine steel and leather, and two bottles of poison said to seal the throat upon contact with blood.
Having never touched or tested it herself, Chu Yu did not know whether the bracelet’s time-travel function carried any risks, or even whether it would accurately take her to the era and place she wished to go. But, if she was not willing to take this risk, she would never have the chance to return.
The prepared treasures and weapons were in anticipation of potential inaccuracies in the travel location and time. If she did not successfully reach the era and place she intended to go and instead encountered some deviations, she needed to ensure that she had the means for self-defense as well as the capital to start a new life.
If she accidentally ended up in a deserted place, she would also need to bring food and water that could last a few days, but these items perish quickly and it would be better to prepare them the day before departure.
Since her bedroom was undergoing renovations, Chu Yu had already set up a temporary bedroom in a previously vacant room. She had people bring the items she needed and had a tailor create the clothing and backpack to her specifications, taking three days to roughly prepare everything.
Once the essential items were ready, Chu Yu asked someone to send a message to Yue Jiefei, ordering him to come to the Inner Garden with Tian Rujing the next day. She planned to host a banquet, and in accordance with Rong Zhi’s suggestion, to secretly administer poison to Tian Rujing.
However, Chu Yu did not know how long it would take her to understand the principle behind the bracelet’s control. To avoid Yue Jiefei making a fuss upon discovering her actions, she decided to simply knock him out as well.
Over the past few days, Chu Yu felt an intense, mildly feverish emotion swelling in her heart, only beginning to calm down a bit today now that her preparations were nearly complete.
Once calm, Chu Yu finally remembered a question that she had been neglecting: if she left, what would happen to the people in the mansion?
Liu Se, Liu Sang, Amman, Huan Yuan… and Rong Zhi.
If she left—assuming she could leave—it would indeed be very convenient for her, but what about those she left behind?
Rong Zhi could be set aside for the moment, but thinking of the others, Chu Yu couldn’t help feeling somewhat guilty.
And if she disappeared in the Princess Mansion, would the other people inside the mansion be implicated and suffer? This time, Huan Yuan might not be able to withstand Liu Ziyue’s murderous intent.
Chu Yu glanced outside at the sky; dusk had already arrived. After this night would come tomorrow’s Feast at Hongmen. She suddenly regretted inviting Tian Rujing and Yue Jiefei so soon, as her excitement about being able to go home had enveloped her to the extent that she had overlooked those around her: with so little time, how was she to arrange a future for the others?
Well, speaking of which, after taking down those two, she could not just leave immediately. She had to first arrange for the others, only then could she truly leave without worries. Otherwise, even if she returned home safely, she would continuously fret over these people’s fates.
As Chu Yu’s excitement somewhat subsided, she opened the door and stepped out of the room. The cold air outside hit her face, making her thoughts clearer. After turning through a few rooms and passing through a flower hall and several doors, she returned to her original bedroom, which hardly looked like a bedroom anymore. The floor was covered with scattered dirt because they had dug deep into the earth. The sound of digging could no longer be heard, but Liu Sang, squatting by the hole, indicated that Amman was still underground, playing the role of a mole.
Chu Yu walked over to Liu Sang and bent down to pat his shoulder, saying, “Liu Sang, come here, I have something to tell you.”
Liu Sang obediently nodded, stood up, took a few steps towards her, and looked straight at Chu Yu with his innocent face and beautiful, watery eyes.
Looking at him, Chu Yu sighed after a long silence, and said, “Liu Sang, what do you want to do in the future?” Actually, Liu Sang was good in all aspects; he learned literature from Huan Yuan and martial arts from Hua Cuo and Yue Jiefei, making him a well-rounded leader of the future. However, his ambition was somewhat problematic; of all things, he wanted to be Shan Yin’s Princess’ concubine.
As expected, Liu Sang repeated an aspiration he had mentioned countless times before, but this time, Chu Yu did not switch topics with a wry smile. Instead, she just reached out and touched Liu Sang’s hair, whispering so low that only she could hear herself, “Actually, if this truly is your aspiration, people have their own ambitions, and I really shouldn’t forcibly interfere…” After a pause, her voice raised slightly, “Liu Sang, I’m just suggesting. If you think what I say makes sense, consider listening to it. If not, just forget about what I said.”
“With your talent, you could make something of yourself in this world within three to five years. If you really wish to become a concubine, I won’t stop you, but being completely dependent on another is a very sad thing. To live independently in this world is actually much better.”
Before Liu Sang could figure it out, Chu Yu patted him again and left the room.
Exiting the East Upper Pavilion, Chu Yu hesitated slightly before slowly walking into the West Upper Pavilion. She passed by Liu Se’s residence and saw his silhouette through the window paper carefully moving something around. Chu Yu knew this was Liu Se’s habit. Since they had been placed under house arrest, everyone had much more idle time; Liu Se spent his days counting his belongings to pass the time. After watching for a while, Chu Yu smiled and left, walking another dozen yards, arriving at Xiu Yuan Residence.
In the chilly night, Xiu Yuan Residence was lit with a dim light. Although it wasn’t bright, it kindled a tender warmth in the darkness.
Chu Yu hesitated for a moment before stepping inside.
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