Suo Qingjun Chapter 20

purpose

The evening breeze carried the dim red candlelight, casting flickering shadows on the window lattice.Qing Feng’an stood in the corridor, the coolness on his fingertips seeping into his bones and blood through the fabric of his clothes. The door of the new house behind him was ajar. The overwhelmingly thick fragrance of ink mixed with the sweetness of red candles penetrated to the tip of his nose, like an invisible net, trapping him in this small place.

He didn’t look back, but he could clearly feel the gaze behind him – fiery, obsessed, and undisguisedly possessive, sticking to his back, so hot that he almost broke into a thin layer of sweat.

Jin Xianling’s footsteps were very light, like cat’s claws stepping on brocade, as she approached step by step.Qing Feng’an’s hand clenched tightly, her knuckles turned white, but she didn’t move.He knew there was no way to escape.From this absurd wedding, from the moment he stepped through this door, he could no longer escape Jin Xianling’s control.

“Master.” Jin Xianling’s voice sounded from behind, still in a deliberately soft tone, but with an imperceptible hoarse tone at the end, “It’s windy at night, so be careful to catch a cold.”

A cloak with body temperature covered him. Qing Feng’an suddenly turned sideways to avoid it. The cloak fell to the ground, and the satin embroidered with Luan and Phoenix was stained with dust, making him look miserable.

Jin Xianling’s hands froze in mid-air, and the gentleness in her eyes faded a bit, but she was not annoyed.He just bent down, picked up the cloak, and gently patted away the dust on it, moving slowly and leisurely, as if he were handling a rare treasure.”Master still doesn’t like me getting close.” He whispered, with no emotion or anger in his tone, only a deep and irresolvable paranoia, “It doesn’t matter, I can wait.”

Wait?

Qing Feng’an felt a chill in her heart.Waiting is Jin Xianling’s best trick.He can be patient and play the role of a meek and considerate “Su Wan Ning”, a disciple who obeys every word, and an affectionate “husband”. He can use his gentleness day after day to wear off his edges bit by bit and erode his bottom line bit by bit until he gets used to this suffocating companionship and until he can no longer leave him.

This is more terrifying than the imprisonment five years ago.At that time, Jin Xianling was a blatant madman; but now, he was wearing a docile skin, hiding a heart crueler than a poisonous snake, and silently dragged him into this purgatory called “love”.

“The attack on the Su Family Courtyard was your fault.” Qing Feng’an turned around, her eyes falling on Jin Xianling’s handsome but sinister face, and her tone was as cold as ice, “Those men in black were sent by you.”

Not a question, but a certainty.

When Jin Xianling heard this, instead of denying it, she smiled.The smile spread out from his eyes, with a bit of joy of success and a bit of madness that was bound to win.”Master really knows me best.” He took two steps forward and approached Qing Feng’an. The distance between the two was so close that he could smell each other’s breath. “Those people are just clowns trying to use Su Wanning’s name to test the reality of Xuan Qingzong. I am just going along with the flow and giving them a ride.”

His fingertips almost touched Qing Feng’an’s cheek, but stopped just before they touched him.”Is Master worried about Su Wan Ning?” He asked softly, the obsession in his eyes was as thick as ink that cannot be melted away. “Don’t worry, she will be fine. As long as she stays safe, the Xuanyin Pill will not break. As long as Master stays safe…”

Jin Xianling’s voice paused, with a hint of danger in the end: “We can stay like this forever, just fine.”

Okay?

Qing Feng’an only felt ridiculous.A calculated marriage, an innocent woman’s freedom, and a whole family of disciples kept in the dark in exchange for “good things”?

He suddenly raised his hand and pushed Jin Xianling away with such force that Jin Xianling staggered back two steps.”Jin Xianling, what do you want?” Qing Feng’an’s voice was filled with a trace of irrepressible exhaustion, “You have gotten what you want, what else do you want?”

What he wanted was never the power of the Xuanqing Sect or a good relationship in the eyes of the world, but him.

It’s Qing Feng’an, his body, his heart, his everything.

Jin Xianling looked at him, the meekness in her eyes completely faded, revealing the crazy and paranoid undertones underneath.”What I want,” he said word by word, his voice low and hoarse, like a curse from hell, “is always only you.”

“As long as I can stay by your side, I can do anything. I can dress up as a woman, I can hide behind the scenes, I can give up everything.” He walked forward, step by step, as if he was measuring the distance between the two, as if he was eroding Qing Feng’an’s defense line step by step, “But if someone wants to snatch you away, if you want to leave me…”

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Jin Xianling’s mouth.

“I don’t mind, let Xuan Qing Sect and the whole world be buried with you.”

The evening wind blew up suddenly, picking up the remaining red stains on the ground and hitting the window lattice, making a tiny crackling sound.Qing Feng’an stood there, looking at the paranoia in Jin Xianling’s eyes that was so thick that she couldn’t get rid of it, and felt cold all over.

He knew that what Jin Xianling said was true.

This madman can do anything.

And he was like a butterfly tied in the center of a spider web. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape from this web called “obsession.”

The night was getting darker, and on the top of the mountain of Xuanqingzong, a waning moon disappeared into the clouds, as if it was covered with a thin veil.Deep in the forbidden area, a dark shadow flashed across, and the light of Xuan Qingling flashed in the night.

Qing Fengan and Jin Xianling were not aware of all this.

They only have each other in their eyes.

It’s redemption, it’s an abyss, it’s a disaster that can never be solved in this life.

Banxia novel, a lot of fun