Chapter 1338: 335: Never experienced longing before, now fully immersed in it.

Chu Xiangyi feared nothing.

Even if Master Du truly gambled with her, she wasn’t afraid!

For Master Du, she had already staked her entire life. What else was there to fear?

Besides, she didn’t believe Master Du could afford to gamble.

Master Du didn’t even have the courage to say he loved her, so how could he let Ni Yang die?

Impossible!

There is only one Ni Yang in the world.

Yes.

There is only one Ni Yang in the world.

Chu Xiangyi was right.

How could he afford to gamble?

“Do you know the consequences if you dare lie to me?” Master Du reached out and grabbed Chu Xiangyi by the throat.

Chu Xiangyi replied calmly, “I and the Chu Family will join Ni Yang in the grave.”

Over the years, staying by Master Du’s side, she hadn’t learned much—except his unflinching composure.

“As long as you understand!” Master Du narrowed his eyes, then released Chu Xiangyi.

“Since you’ve already made your choice, follow me then.”

Master Du followed Chu Xiangyi’s footsteps.

Chu Xiangyi had long prepared wine and dishes.

She poured a glass of wine for Master Du.

“You did it on purpose.” Master Du looked at Chu Xiangyi.

Chu Xiangyi nodded, “Yes, I did it on purpose.”

She deliberately waited until the last day to tell Master Du she had Fen Yuewei.

She intentionally dragged it out until the final hour, just to let Master Du understand.

In this world, aside from her possessing Fen Yuewei, no one else had it.

At the same time, she left Master Du with no other options.

If he missed her, the path before Ni Yang would be nothing but a dead end.

With Master Du’s temperament, he would rather die himself than let Ni Yang endure a single harm.

Fen Yuewei could counter all toxins; she knew Ni Yang would surely need it. That’s why, upon hearing of the trouble, she brought Fen Yuewei along.

Sure enough, Fen Yuewei had finally come into play.

She was nothing but a wicked woman.

A wicked woman willing to do anything to achieve her goals.

But she didn’t regret it.

Never regretted it.

“Master, it seems we’ve never had the chance to sit down and toast like this. Let me first raise my glass to you.” Chu Xiangyi lifted her glass and downed the wine in one gulp.

The coarse wine burned her throat with an unspeakable sting.

After drinking, Chu Xiangyi looked up at Master Du.

Ever since she met him, he had always refrained from drinking.

But for Ni Yang, time and time again he broke his own rules.

Everyone said he loved Zhao Yu.

Even Du Jiaojiao said so.

But only Chu Xiangyi understood.

His kindness to Zhao Yu was merely for Ni Yang’s sake.

If not for Ni Yang, in his eyes, Zhao Yu wouldn’t even count as a passing stranger.

Master Du raised his glass, gazing at the reflection of his brows and eyes in its surface, his lips faintly curving upward.

The wine emptied; the wind stirred.

The gauze curtain descended, and on the table sat a string of Buddha beads, red as blood.

To know nothing of yearning, only to be consumed by it—to destroy oneself out of heartbreak.

…

Around three in the afternoon, Master Du arrived at Old Wang’s pharmacy.

At that time, everyone was in Ni Yang’s ward, leaving Old Wang alone in the pharmacy.

In just half a month, Old Wang’s hair had turned almost completely white. Seeing Master Du, he exclaimed in surprise, “Why have you come?”

“I’ve brought you this,” Master Du handed Old Wang a parcel wrapped in yellow paper.

“Nine-legged, four-cornered, neutral in nature, bland yet subtly sweet…” At this, Old Wang exclaimed excitedly, “This! This is the legendary Fen Yuewei!”

“Yes.” Master Du nodded.

“Then Yangyang is saved! Yangyang is saved!” Old Wang cried in excitement, “Master Du, thank you so much! Thank you so much!”

Moved to tears, Old Wang kept bowing deeply to Master Du.

Master Du helped him up, saying, “I’m the junior; you’re humbling me too much. By the way, I need you to promise me one thing.”

“Say it,” Old Wang replied.

“Don’t tell anyone about this,” Master Du said. “Just say you bought this Fen Yuewei from a colleague.”

Old Wang froze for a moment, “Why?”

Fen Yuewei is priceless.

Why would Master Du do a good deed and not take credit for it?

Master Du smiled faintly, “No particular reason, I just hope you can do me this favor.”

Ni Yang was married.

Ultimately, he would always be an outsider.

He didn’t want this matter to become a burden for Ni Yang and Mo Qishen.

He especially didn’t want Ni Yang and Mo Qishen to feel indebted to him.

All he wanted was her happiness.

Happiness free of pressure or obligation.

As long as she was happy, his journey through this world would not be in vain.

Old Wang nodded, “Alright, I understand. Then, on behalf of Yangyang, I thank you.”

Master Du waved his hand, “Without her, I would’ve died long ago. No need to thank me. Quickly take this medicine to the hospital; Pei Zhi and the others must be extremely worried right now.”

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