Zhao Xiangxiang was also in tears.
She stepped forward and said to Zhao Shuning, "Zhao Huai is no more. Zhao Shuning, don't be like this. He won't rest in peace if you are like this."
Kong Shishuang stepped forward and said, "Zhao Shuning, you're not the kind of person who cries easily. We'll stay with you and get through this together, okay?"
Jun Jiu said, "Zhao Shuning, I'll take you to Qingyun Country and to the Jun Family. I'll ask Jun Xuanmo to tie up Wei Ziyun, the most handsome man in Qingyun Country, and bring him to you, okay?"
Ling Sese and Shuang'er glanced at each other and heaved a heavy sigh.
"None of you are allowed to touch him today."
Zhao Shuning got up, and her powerful spiritual energy gushed out.
She wrapped Zhao Huai's body in it.
Then, the two of them disappeared within the territory of the Zhao Mansion.
Xia Wanning wanted to chase after them, but Yan Ruyu spoke up.
"Elder Xia, you'd better not go."
"Your Majesty."
"If I find you around Ning'er again, I can't guarantee what will happen."
Was His Majesty threatening her?
Threatening her for a young girl?
"Your Majesty, I didn't mean to disrupt Zhao Shuning's birthday banquet. I just—"
Yan Ruyu's eyes were extremely cold.
Xia Wanning had no choice but to shut up.
Then, Yan Ruyu looked at everyone and said to Zhao Zheng, "Don't worry. I'll bring Ning'er back. Give her some time."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Yan Ruyu's figure also disappeared from the Zhao Mansion.
Zhao Shuning carried Zhao Huai's body and walked on and on.
She didn't know where she was going. All she knew was that she didn't want to stay in the Zhao Mansion at the moment. She thought that her brother liked quietness and probably wouldn't like such a noisy environment either.
Right, the back mountain.
In the cave on the back mountain. That was the place where she often played with her brother when she was a child.
The cave was still as spacious as before.
It was just overgrown with weeds because no one had been there for a long time. Zhao Shuning waved her hand gently, and the red lotus appeared. The weeds in the cave instantly turned into ashes.
Zhao Shuning brought Zhao Huai to the ice spring.
She took out Zhao Huai's crescent - white robe from her Qiankun Bag, and then slowly untied the clothes on Zhao Huai's body, which were completely soaked in blood.
"Ning'er."
Yan Ruyu suddenly appeared.
At this moment, Yan Ruyu gently held Zhao Shuning's hand, stopping her next move.
His voice was soft, and his movements were as gentle as possible.
Zhao Shuning at this moment was like a wild beast on the verge of going berserk and couldn't bear the slightest bit of stimulation.
"Master, you're here."
Yan Ruyu nodded gently.
"Ning'er, are you going to change clothes for your brother? Let me help you, okay?"
Zhao Shuning looked at Zhao Huai, who had no sign of life, and then at Yan Ruyu, who had a gentle face. Then a bright smile appeared on her face.
"Okay."
Seeing Zhao Shuning forcing a smile, Yan Ruyu felt extremely heart - aching.
"Then turn around, Ning'er. I'll call you when the clothes are changed, okay?"
"Okay."
Zhao Shuning's eyes were curved. Then she washed the blood off her hands with water and turned around.
After Yan Ruyu changed Zhao Huai's clothes.
He then turned around and said, "It's done."
Zhao Shuning turned around and saw that Zhao Huai was now very clean. There was no more blood covering his face.
"Look, brother is here. He's clean, isn't he?"
"This doesn't look like brother."
Zhao Shuning took out the broken jade hairpin, carefully tied up Zhao Huai's hair, and then said, "This is brother."
Yan Ruyu said, "Now brother is tired and needs to rest. Let's not disturb him, okay?"
Zhao Shuning nodded.
She took Yan Ruyu's hand and walked out gently.
Yan Ruyu knew that Ning'er must be enduring a lot of pain.
A few days ago, she just learned the news of Ji Qinglin's death. Today, on her sixteenth birthday banquet, instead of waiting for her brother, she waited for his body.
She had been very depressed before, and now with Zhao Huai's incident, her emotions were even more out of control.
Yan Ruyu just let Zhao Shuning hold his hand and walked out slowly.
Zhao Shuning at this moment was like a child.
Actually, she knew that Zhao Huai was dead and would never come back.
But she just couldn't convince herself, couldn't convince herself to accept the news that her gentle and kind brother was just gone.
Yan Ruyu also knew that what Zhao Shuning needed now was time, a buffer time.
As long as she figured it out, she wouldn't be immersed in such grief anymore.
At night.
Zhao Shuning leaned on Yan Ruyu's legs and stared blankly into the distance.
"Master, do you know? I often came here with brother."
"Actually, at first, I disdained having such a muggle as my brother. At that time, he had no spiritual power, no spiritual energy, and his body was weak. Even the scholars in our village were stronger than him."
"But he would protect me."
"In summer, when father went out to chop firewood and mother went to help the villagers sew, brother would put me in a bamboo basket and take me up the mountain to dig medicinal herbs."
"But he was worried that I would get sunburned, so he spent a long time digging a clear spring in this cave. Then I played in the cave while he picked herbs on the mountain under the scorching sun."
Yan Ruyu's slender and fair fingers gently combed Zhao Shuning's long black hair and patiently listened to her pouring out her feelings.
"If he got something good on weekdays, the first person he would share it with was me."
"Master, you know, I don't have many skills, but I have a very proud temper. When I was a child, I didn't want him to hold me, so I bit his arms all over with wounds. But every time father and mother wanted to scold me, he always said that he accidentally bumped into something and it had nothing to do with me."
"Master, do you think I'm very lucky to have such a good boy as my brother?"
The young girl smiled.
Yan Ruyu put his hand under Zhao Shuning's neck to make her sleep more comfortably.
The young girl talked a lot. She didn't even know when she fell asleep.
Yan Ruyu's right hand was a bit sore from being pressed, but he didn't pull it back. He stretched out his left hand, and with a wave, a green robe appeared in his hand.
He covered Zhao Shuning's body with it.
At night, two lines of clear tears quietly slid down the sleeping Zhao Shuning's cheeks.
Yan Ruyu gently wiped away her tears.
She must be suffering in her dream.
He still remembered that when Zhao Shuning lay on the bed in the Xie Family's house after being reborn and Yan Ruyu saw her for the first time, the name she murmured in her dream was Zhao Huai's.
That fearless young man was really important to Ning'er.
"Master—"
"Ning'er."
"Master, I'm cold."