Chapter 298: Extra: Joy Record Ten

Extra: Joy Record Ten

Pei Yaoguang only felt his whole body aching, but before he could finish speaking, Shui Yun grabbed him up in one motion and then instantly pressed him face-down onto the *couch.

"Lie still, don't move!"

Shui Yun moved swiftly; Pei Yaoguang was furious, yet he obeyed and stayed still, though his mouth wouldn't quit.

"Hey, what are you doing? You..."

"If you want to be able to get up tomorrow, shut up!"

Shui Yun again interrupted Pei Yaoguang's clamor, then took the bottle beside her, opened the stopper, and immediately a strong medicinal wine aroma wafted out. She then poured some onto her hand, sat beside the *couch, and directly smeared it onto Pei Yaoguang's bare back...

Pei Yaoguang entered officialdom through the imperial examinations, but he was not like those frail scholarly sons of rich families. His muscles were not as developed as a martial artist's, yet they were even and solid. Moreover, being born into wealth, his skin was especially delicate and smooth.

Unfortunately, Shui Yun at this moment was not like a shy maiden, nor did she pay attention to these details. After applying the medicinal wine, she pressed down with both hands simultaneously.

By this point, even a fool would know what Shui Yun was doing. Instantly, Pei Yaoguang felt a strange stir in his heart, but the moment Shui Yun pressed down, he cried out.

"Ah——"

It wasn't that Pei Yaoguang lacked shame, but these past few days of horseback riding had truly left his body feeling as if it had fallen apart. So even though Shui Yun's pressure was moderate, it still caused him unbearable pain.

Moreover, Shui Yun specifically targeted those key spots, so without moving even a bit, Pei Yaoguang felt his soul almost fly away.

"Ah——be gentler!"

"Don't, don't press there……ah——"

"Eh——stop! Let go……ya——"

Pei Yaoguang's cries were loud, yet he knew Shui Yun was doing this for his own good. So although he shouted in pleasure, he also went along with her movements, not too restless. As for his shouting, Shui Yun simply treated it as wind in her ears; she heeded his calls, but her hands never rested. Finally, after pressing for a full half-hour, Shui Yun withdrew her hands. At this point, Pei Yaoguang lay limp as mud, unable even to move a finger.

At this moment, Pei Yaoguang wore only a pair of underpants; his upper back and arms, having been massaged, were flushed red. After this kneading, he breathed heavily on the *couch, humming, even closing his eyes.

Seeing him thus, Shui Yun unconsciously pursed her lips, neither offering gentle flattery nor explaining anything, then turned her body and again poured the medicinal wine into her hand, proceeding to massage Pei Yaoguang's legs.

In this manner, if it were any other woman, she wouldn't dare to touch, let alone have the gall to strip Pei Yaoguang's clothes. But Shui Yun was different; her hands kneaded his tight, swollen calves, her face unusually calm. Meanwhile, Pei Yaoguang still felt intense soreness, yet after the earlier ordeal he had gained some endurance, so after humming a few times on the *couch, he turned his head to glance at Shui Yun, then waited a while before clearing his throat softly.

"Cough……that……this lord sees you're quite skilled……"

Pei Yaoguang made a strange remark, but upon hearing it, Shui Yun didn't even flick an eyelid at him.

"What do you want to say?"

"Um……nothing, just curious……where did you learn this?"

While speaking, Pei Yaoguang's eyes remained fixed on Shui Yun's face, unblinking.

"Taught by the mistress."

Nie Jinxuan?!

Humph, I knew it—these weird tricks must be that woman surnamed Nie stirring them up.

Knowing it was Nie Jinxuan who taught him, Pei Yaoguang couldn't help but purse his lips, but just then a thought suddenly popped into his mind, and without thinking he asked again.

"Um……this method looks not bad, so earlier in the dark guard unit, were the other dark guards……"

As he spoke, Pei Yaoguang kept staring at Shui Yun's face, while at that moment, having finished massaging both calves and about to move to the thighs, Shui Yun's hand paused, but then she suddenly pressed down hard on his leg.

"Ow——"

The sudden pain made Pei Yaoguang reflexively howl, and at that moment, the ever-focused Shui Yun finally had a chance to glance at him with a white eye.

"Do you think I'm a nursemaid in the dark guard camp? Besides, my elder brothers aren't softies like you—why would I need to do this myself?"

These death warriors of Shui Yun were trained from childhood by Yin Fengzhan. Thus over the years they have eaten, lodged, and practiced together, their bonds naturally extraordinary.

And the "elder brother" Shui Yun spoke of naturally refers to Lian Feng. Moreover, what Shui Yun said makes sense: these past few days of horseback riding would be unbearable for ordinary people, but for death warriors like Shui Yun and Lian Feng, it's nothing—they wouldn't bother having her do this extra work.

When Shui Yun said this, she wasn't particularly angry; her gaze even carried a hint of sharpness. Yet meeting her eyes, Pei Yaoguang inexplicably felt his heart loosen, then turned his head to the other side, all the while muttering a protest.

"Who are you calling a softie? This lord just hasn't ridden in a while! Humph, really—long hair, short sight!"

Pei Yaoguang's remark was childish. Knowing his stubborn, hard-mouthed nature, Shui Yun didn't bother arguing; she raised her hand and pressed hard on his leg again, making him nearly tear up from the pain.

……

After a round of kneading, Pei Yaoguang was rubbed all over red, lying on the *couch only able to hum. Only then did Shui Yun stop, put away the medicinal wine, washed her hands, then used a cloth to wipe Pei Yaoguang's body, and afterwards pulled the blanket over to cover him.

Thus Shui Yun had done enough. Yet unexpectedly, the groaning Pei Yaoguang, now feeling emboldened, sat up as soon as he saw Shui Yun, stood up and walked off without a thought, then called out.

"Hey, turn this lord's body over!"

When he said this, Pei Yaoguang absolutely hadn't thought much; it was practically a reflex, and he blurted it out. But hearing it, Shui Yun paused her steps, then flicked her head and shot him a knife‑like glance.

"I mean help a paralyzed person turn over; of course, if you insist I help, I don't mind!"

In fact, after saying that, Pei Yaoguang himself regretted it. Such shameless laziness truly hadn't been his style since he was five.

Yet he hadn't expected to act out of character today, especially toward Shui Yun. So after hearing her words, he didn't waste words, pursed his lips, twisted under the covers, and turned over.

*Nothing, in the blink of an eye the next day.

Although last night Shui Yun's beating and kneading had hurt terribly, after resting * he woke up feeling much better than the previous two days, his complexion considerably improved. Pei Yaoguang was satisfied and wanted to thank Shui Yun, but ultimately never spoke the words.

Pei Yaoguang's proud nature surfaced; though he couldn't say it aloud, his eyes would occasionally glance at Shui Yun twice. Unfortunately, Shui Yun was busy packing, having no time for him. Even while packing, she kept her head down and said softly.

"We can reach Huizhou tonight; these past days the other side hasn't moved, clearly they have a plan. So if my guess isn't wrong, tonight may be dangerous—everything requires extra caution."

As a death warrior, Shui Yun naturally knows some assassination habits and the customary ways to eliminate opponents. One of them is, when the opponent is about to relax but is about to achieve their goal, to intercept them with a body placed outside danger!

And if Pei Yaoguang's calculations are correct, the mastermind behind this case should be hiding in Huizhou. Earlier he used a stratagem to divert the opponent's gaze, but that wasn't a lasting solution. Now that we're about to arrive in Huizhou, if the opponent intends to strike, they surely won't let this chance slip.

Shui Yun was mulling this over in her mind; after speaking for a good while, she heard no sound from Pei Yaoguang, so she turned her head in doubt and immediately met a pair of eyes as clear as black obsidian.

Pei Yaoguang was looking at himself!

Instantly, Shui Yun felt her face heat up, but then her expression darkened.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"……Who was looking at you? This lord was thinking about the case!"

Pei Yaoguang's lofty excuse made Shui Yun feel a pang in her chest. She then lost interest in engaging him, tidied the items in her hand, and walked straight out the door. Seeing Shui Yun leave, Pei Yaoguang naturally didn't stay behind; he followed her out.

The two went one after another, settled the bill at the inn, then mounted their horses and rode straight toward Huizhou.

And just as Shui Yun had expected, not long after the two had walked out of the small town, Shui Yun discovered the problem and immediately whispered to Pei Yaoguang beside her.

When we reach that big tree ahead, immediately dismount and hide.

Shui Yun gave no further explanation. Hearing this, Pei Yaoguang's expression instantly tightened; he then raised his whip and charged forward. When he reached the tree, he pulled the reins, flipped off the horse, and darted behind the tree.

Although Pei Yaoguang was arrogant and overconfident, he wasn't completely unaware of his own limits. The behind-the-scenes assassins had pursued them repeatedly; after their previous failure, they would undoubtedly be even more cautious. Since he had no martial skills, the only thing he could do now was not to show off, but not to hold Shui Yun back.

At that moment, seeing Pei Yaoguang hidden, Shui Yun, who had also arrived beneath the tree, leapt down from her horse and drew the soft sword from her waist in one motion.

Shui Yun silently assumed a fighting stance. Seeing this, the black-clad figures hidden in the dark realized their cover was blown, stopped hiding, and all at once charged out, raising their long swords to thrust at Shui Yun.

……

Just as Shui Yun had anticipated. After their previous failure, the enemy had clearly resolved themselves even more firmly, even dispatching a total of ten martial arts masters!

Seeing this, Shui Yun's heart tightened. After all, two fists can't match four hands, and there was also Pei Yaoguang, who knew no martial arts. Thinking this, she dared not linger; she struck out with all her strength, and in an instant the formerly quiet forest path was filled with flashing blades and sword light.

It was a bloody battle. Shui Yun fought ten against one, her attacks growing ever fiercer. The ten enemy masters were each extraordinarily skilled, each far stronger than the two assassins who had come before. For a time Shui Yun struggled, but as one of the four deadly guards of Yin Fengzhan, she was no pushover; after a fierce struggle she finally slew them all.

All told, it took more than an hour, nearly exhausting Shui Yun's strength. This time she left no survivors; otherwise she wouldn't be alive now! Only after the black-clad men fell one by one did Shui Yun finally let out a breath. Just as she was about to turn, her body suddenly felt weak, and at that moment a figure shot out from behind the tree and caught her.

Hey, are you all right? Are you hurt?

Having just witnessed Shui Yun single-handedly take on ten foes, even Pei Yaoguang, who couldn't see the situation clearly due to his lack of martial skill, knew the victory had been perilously narrow. Now, though the ten black-clad men were dead, Shui Yun was soaked in blood, with several cuts already inflicted, which made Pei Yaoguang inexplicably worried.

So, after he finished speaking, Pei Yaoguang hurriedly lowered his head to check, but at that moment Shui Yun shook her head.

It's nothing, just a minor injury. Help me sit over there.

Shui Yun's voice sounded weak, and upon hearing that she was indeed injured, Pei Yaoguang's heart clenched; without a word he hurriedly helped her to sit down nearby.

Shui Yun had two wounds: one on her right upper arm, another on her left calf. They weren't deep but were fairly long, bleeding profusely, a frightening sight.

Seeing this, Pei Yaoguang couldn't help but shout.

You call this a minor injury?...

Enough, stop the nonsense, fetch the pack.

Such wounds would look terrifying to ordinary people, but for Shui Yun they were indeed just minor injuries. In fact, sustaining only this much damage from an enemy master and still managing to kill him was already extremely fortunate.

At that moment, hearing Shui Yun say that, Pei Yaoguang wanted to say more but knew it was no time for idle talk, so he quickly got up, went behind the tree, and fetched the pack.

Having taken the pack, Shui Yun directly pulled out the Gold Sore Medicine and was about to tear open the clothing around the wound… but at that instant Pei Yaoguang grabbed her.

Look at you, so clumsy—stay still and don't move, I'll handle it!

If Yin Fengzhan never utters sweet words in his lifetime, then Pei Yaoguang turns any pleasant remark into something foul—indeed, even ivory from his mouth would become dog's teeth!

Fortunately Shui Yun knew his nature and didn't bother arguing with him; as soon as his words finished, Pei Yaoguang immediately tore open the sleeve on Shui Yun's right arm, cleaned the wound, applied the Gold Sore Medicine, and then ripped a strip of cloth from his inner garment to bandage it.

Pei Yaoguang's movements weren't particularly skillful, and he sometimes made mistakes, but he was earnest; only after fussing for about fifteen minutes did he finally bandage both of Shui Yun's wounds.

While Pei Yaoguang was bandaging her, Shui Yun also regained some strength. She then went behind the tree, quickly changed into clean clothes, and said to Pei Yaoguang:

Let's dispose of those ten corpses first.

Shui Yun meant to conceal their tracks, but hearing this, Pei Yaoguang simply shook his head.

No need, if the true mastermind really is in Huizhou, then as soon as we arrive they'll already know the assassination failed—so why bother hiding deliberately?

Hmm, that's right! So what should we do next?

Although Pei Yaoguang despises petty thugs in martial prowess, Shui Yun knows she cannot match him in intellect. At this moment, Pei Yaoguang glanced at the ten corpses, then turned to the already redressed Shui Yun and said:

Make haste to the Huizhou county office and reveal our identities!

Since our whereabouts have already been exposed, continuing to hide would only put us in greater danger; rather than that, it's better to step into the open, so that even if the hidden enemy strikes, they need hold no restraint.

Pei Yaoguang had thought it through thoroughly. But saying this, he couldn't help glancing at Shui Yun's injured right arm. Seeing this, Shui Yun immediately knew what he was thinking and waved her hand.

Don't worry about me; this little injury is nothing. Come on, let's go to Huizhou right away!

……

Knowing this was no time for affectation, upon hearing Shui Yun say that, Pei Yaoguang stopped talking and the two immediately mounted their horses and headed for Huizhou.

Because they had been delayed by the assassins' attack en route, by the time Pei Yaoguang and Shui Yun reached Huizhou it was already dark and the city gates were closed. Fortunately, Pei Yaoguang possessed the imperial gold medal; upon seeing it, the city guards were startled and quickly opened the gates. Seeing the gates open, Pei Yaoguang and Shui Yun immediately rode into the city and arrived at the Huizhou county office.