The Amnesiac, Sickly Beauty Is Pregnant With My Dragon Cub - Chapter 56.3

Cang Lan’s gaze fell on Yu Xuanji’s face. Seeing her turn pale, she walked a distance with heavy steps and before long, she began to slowly fall backward.

“Lady!” Cang Lan supported her from behind. Watching the funeral procession move further and further away, she pursed her lips and said, “Lady, should we follow?”

Yu Xuanji choked out: “Yes.”

With a wave of her hand, Cang Lan draped a layer of hemp cloth over both of them and slowly followed behind the funeral procession.

Yu Xuanji’s eyes looked straight ahead, empty and dull. There was rouge on her lips, appearing as a faint red, but Cang Lan knew that once that layer of rouge was removed, what remained was an indescribable paleness.

When her parents were buried, Yu Xuanji stood to the side and watched quietly. She did not cry, nor was she hysterical like XiuXiu; instead, her face was calm, though her eyes were dim.

Cang Lan tightly grasped Yu Xuanji’s hand. Sensing that her hand was frighteningly cold, she tightened her grip a few degrees and used her spiritual power to warm her.

March was the peak of spring, but March also had cold spells.

Cang Lan knew Yu Xuanji’s heart was frozen, slowly becoming covered in a layer of ice.

Among the mourners, Cang Lan saw Tu Shanbai, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time. She stood behind a group of people, dressed in white, her gaze fixed on the sobbing XiuXiu.

At this moment, Yu Xuanji suddenly spoke, saying, “A-Lan, do you think when I leave the human world one day, it will also be such a scene?”

Cang Lan blurted out almost instantly: “It won’t be!”

Yu Xuanji leaned on her shoulder, watching the black coffin being buried, and said faintly, “But I will also die.”

Cang Lan moved her lips, hesitant to speak, and finally swallowed the words at the tip of her tongue.

Yu Xuanji murmured: “A-Lan, actually I am not that sad. My parents lived to a ripe old age; they passed away without illness or disaster and didn’t live in a time of chaos. I am happy for them.”

Cang Lan nodded and followed Yu Xuanji’s words: “Mmh.”

Yu Xuanji said again: “It’s just A-Lan, they thought I would go before them.”

Cang Lan swallowed and said, “This is for the best; it saves them from worrying.”

Tushan Bai stood behind the crowd mourning. The moment she saw Cang Lan, she waved her hand and called, “Cang Lan.”

Hearing Tushan Bai calling her name, Cang Lan turned her head to look and found she was pale, looking as if she had suffered a serious injury.

After settling Yu Xuanji to sit under a large willow tree, Cang Lan walked toward Tushan Bai and asked, “I haven’t seen you for a few days; why have you become so haggard?”

Tushan Bai said weakly: “Don’t mention it; I’ve lost a tail.”

Cang Lan frowned: “Which monster did it?”

Tushan Bai shook her head and smiled: “I did it myself.”

Hearing this, Cang Lan was stunned: “You did it yourself? You know that one tail is one of your lives. Now that you’ve broken one, you only have eight lives left.”

Tushan Bai sighed, her gaze falling on XiuXiu who was kneeling and unable to rise, and said with a smile: “As long as it can be of use, it’s worth breaking two more.”

Cang Lan’s gaze followed Tu Shanbai’s. Looking at the rosy-faced XiuXiu, she said in shock, ” Tushan Bai, did you use your tail on XiuXiu?”

Tushan Bai smiled: “You’ve seen through it.”

Cang Lan took a sharp breath and said in a heavy voice, “You know that doing this will invite heavenly punishment. I advised you before not to act on impulse, yet you—”

Tushan Bai endured the sharp pain at her tail and explained: “A few days ago XiuXiu fell seriously ill and was in critical condition. I truly couldn’t bear to see her suffer the pain of illness, so I steeled my heart and broke a tail to keep her safe.”

Cang Lan said, “I have checked this child’s birth chart; her destiny is one of excessive ‘Seven Killings,’ a complete star of misfortune. Your forced extension of her life will only have a temporary effect; the final result will still be unsatisfactory. She might even suffer a backlash, being alone and short-lived in every reincarnation, ending in a miserable fate.”

Tushan Bai slowly closed her eyes and gritted her teeth: “I know. I know I was too reckless, but I had to do it. I do not have the divine power to bring the dead back to life; I can only use this method to extend Xiu Xiu’s life.”

While the two were talking, the surrounding people could not see them.

Xiu Xiu’s gaze swept over the two of them. She sniffled, turned her head, and began to kowtow on the ground again.

Tu Shanbai’s gaze swept over Xiu Xiu’s cheek, and she smiled: “If there truly is a backlash, let it be borne by me alone. If XiuXiu truly is as you say, alone and helpless after reincarnation, I will stay by her side in every life and share her hardships.”

Cang Lan sighed and said, “Alright, I know that if you cannot have your way, even living freely would be meaningless.”

Seeing Tushan Bai’s current state, Cang Lan finally understood the words the snake demon had said.

One shouldn’t fear a devoted lover being betrayed by their beloved; one should fear a devoted lover willingly handing their life over to their beloved.

After saying goodbye to Tushan Bai, Cang Lan went to Yu Xuanji’s side.

Normally, Yu Xuanji would have asked Cang Lan who she had been talking to for so long, but today she had no heart for it, her gaze fixed on those two graves.

XiuXiu obediently stepped aside. Yu Xuanji stood up, slowly took her hand, and at the moment Yu Linlang looked over, Yu Xuanji lowered her eyes.

Ordinary people could not see Yu Xuanji; her body was protected by Cang Lan’s spiritual power, and ordinary people could not sense her, let alone touch her.

Yu Xuanji gazed at XiuXiu’s cheek, seeing her face was rosy, vastly different from the last time she had seen her, and couldn’t help but be surprised.

After the funeral ended, Yu Xuanji and Cang Lan stood under that large willow tree, watching the funeral procession drift further away.

Yu Xuanji waved her hand at XiuXiu, took a look at Tushan Bai who was following closely behind XiuXiu, and curved her lips.

Cang Lan tightly grasped Yu Xuanji’s wrist, her fingers slowly moving down to interlock ten fingers with her.

A gentle breeze arrived, scattering all the stray hairs on Yu Xuanji’s forehead. She said, “A-Lan, I want to return to the human world to live.”

Cang Lan nodded and promised: “Alright.”

Cang Lan’s speed was very fast; buying a house and land was completed in less than a day.

When Yu Xuanji took her hand and the two stood in their residence in the human world, looking at the courtyard full of peach blossom trees, Cang Lan asked with a smile, “How does the Lady like this place? Is it not very similar to our residence in the Deng Forest?”

Yu Xuanji curved her lips and said with a smile, “This place is very good. It must have taken a lot of effort; A-Lan has worked hard.”

The two strolled into the courtyard. Yu Xuanji saw that the layout and decoration were extremely similar to the Deng Forest and couldn’t help but smile.

They lived within the capital. As the saying goes, a great recluse hides in the city, so Cang Lan chose such a fine place.

Qingyang County was not far from the capital; Yu Xuanji could return to see her sister often without being touched by memories of people and events.

Actually, Cang Lan did not want Yu Xuanji to involve herself with her sister’s affairs anymore. After all, the matter of the Dragon God taking a bride had left a grudge in Cang Lan’s heart, and she still felt uncomfortable about it even now.

But Yu Linlang was still Yu Xuanji’s flesh and blood; they had both come from the same womb, and the blood relationship could not be removed even by peeling silk or picking through cocoons.

The capital was indeed more prosperous than Qingyang County. Yu Xuanji didn’t know many people here, so she and Cang Lan didn’t need to deliberately dress as elders. Instead, they wore the light gauze clothes currently popular among women, wore the most beautiful makeup, held light silk fans, and walked hand in hand on the street.

Yu Xuanji loved sweets, so Cang Lan took her to a shop and smiled: “Lady, the pastries from this shop are the best in the whole capital and are in short supply every day. The Osmanthus cake I brought you a few days ago was from their shop.”

When the shopkeeper saw Cang Lan, he smiled: “Oh, isn’t this Miss Cang? Are you here to buy sugar cakes again today?”

Cang Lan smiled and said, “Yes.”

Seeing Cang Lan talking so familiarly with the shopkeeper, Yu Xuanji asked in confusion, “They all call you Miss Cang; I fear everyone on this street knows you already?”

Cang Lan laughed: “I came to the human world a few months ago. As soon as I arrived, I entered this prosperous land. I have many properties in the capital, all of which I acquired before meeting you. Now, I am a celebrity here.”

Yu Xuanji was still a bit confused. Since Cang Lan said she had come to the human world a few months ago, then nearly a hundred years must have passed in the human world. How could these people still know Cang Lan?

Cang Lan smiled to clear Yu Xuanji’s doubts, saying, “Lady, do not be suspicious. I am a deity; I can hide such small matters without a trace with a wave of my hand. The Lady need not worry.”

Yu Xuanji held a candied hawthorn in her hand, eating them one by one until they were all gone.

Cang Lan’s teeth felt sour just watching, and she couldn’t help swallowing, asking, “Lady, there are so many delicious things here; eat fewer candied hawthorns—they’re too sour.”

Yu Xuanji stared at the bamboo skewer in her hand and smiled: “A person will always be troubled throughout their life by things they couldn’t get in their youth. I like red, and I also like the candied hawthorns sold by street vendors. Others say they are sour and unpalatable, that they only cost a single copper coin and are cheap, but at that time I had never tasted them. I could only watch the bright red candied hawthorns over the wall move further and further away from me.”

Cang Lan said blankly: “Lady, I—”

Yu Xuanji smiled: “A-Lan, thank you. Otherwise, I might never have tasted what candied hawthorns are like in my life.”

Cang Lan tightly grasped Yu Xuanji’s hand and said, “What is the Lady saying? Is it possible that without me, you wouldn’t have been able to eat candied hawthorns?”

Yu Xuanji gazed into Cang Lan’s eyes and said, “Truly, without you, I really wouldn’t have.”

Cang Lan laughed: “Since the Lady loves them, I’ll buy a cart for you later and hire someone to help us transport them back. What does the Lady think?”

Suddenly, a bright red peony fell from the sky, landing right on Cang Lan’s head.

“Ouch.”

Cang Lan cried out in surprise and looked up. A group of enchanting, bright women leaned casually on the railing, holding wine cups and clutching brightly colored peonies, laughing behind their hands at her.

Seeing that things weren’t looking good, Cang Lan grabbed Yu Xuanji’s hand and prepared to flee, but heard laughter from the balcony: “Oh, isn’t this Miss Cang? Why haven’t you come up to have flower wine with us today?”