Cang Lan Dao - Chapter 13.1

Chapter 13.1
I’m Qin Jue, Nice To Meet You

After a while, Luo Wanqing gave her some medicine and said: “I’m also good at massage. Warrior seems to have a headache, so if you need it, you don’t have to be courteous.”

“That’s too much trouble, Miss.” He politely refused. Luo Wanqing sensed the other party was on guard, so she did not force it.

Everyone in the jianghu knew Jiu Shuang Jiangnan’s identity. However, when one traveled in the jianghu, one used a nickname. One only used one’s birth name when entering the prison. The government wanted to avoid revenge killings, so they would only use the prisoners’ birth names to address them. That was to say, as long as Jiu Shuang was willing, he could always disguise himself. And now he wanted to hide his identity, so he must be afraid of someone seeking revenge. He didn’t know that people like her, who knew in advance that the Inspection Department would form a team to set the test, would pour in once he exposed his identity. Now that the journey had only begun, it was the best time for her to tie her and Jiu Shuang together. She had to make only a few people discover Jiu Shuang’s existence and make him rely on her more.

Right now, Jiu Shuang was still too defensive towards her. She needed to break the ice so Jiu Shuang would realize his situation and take the initiative to bond with her. When they arrive at Dongdu, let alone repay the favors, based on the feelings along the journey, even if Jiu Shuang recovered physically, he won’t leave her behind.

Luo Wanqing had a thought after turning her mind and then said: ”If Warrior wants to eat meat, I will go and think of a way. It’s now at the end of winter, and the sky and air are cold. I will think of a way to get you some pillows and quilts.”

“You have a way?” The youth was somewhat surprised.

Luo Wanqing smiled and said gently, “A small matter. On the contrary, sorry for overstepping, but I still need to remind the Warrior.”

“Speak.” The youth’s tone was humble as if he regarded her words as extremely important.

Luo Wanqing said solemnly, “The Warrior has been walking in jianghu for a long time. There are admirers like me. But there are also people with ill intentions. On this road to Dongdu, there are ill intentions in the people’s hearts. I hope Warrior will never disclose his identity lest the people of evil intentions take advantage.”

“You are correct.” The youth nodded, “In that case, from now on, I will go by the alias Ah Heng, and you can just call me Young Master.”

“That would be best.” Seeing that the other party listened to persuasion, Luo Wanqing relaxed and said, “Then I’ll go find the official to order something.”

“Many thanks.” The youth nodded.

Luo Wanqing stood up and went to find the official. During these days, she had already understood these jailer officials thoroughly. In this kind of job, people were doing the ‘dirty work.’ But because this kind of work was critical, people who could become prison officials had to spend money to get this position. After spending money, they naturally want to make money, so in prison, as long as there is money, everything is fine.

Luo Wanqing had saved money during those times in the death cell. When she beat people, she scrounged things from them, just waiting for this time to use it. She skillfully darted ahead of an official and whispered, “Sir, I have a friend here who is seriously injured, and the weather is too cold. I need a pillow, a quilt, and some meat. I hope you will make it convenient.”

With that, she handed over a piece of broken silver from her sleeve. The official saw it, glanced at the nearby person with his eyes closed in a false sleep, did not say much, collected it in silence, and said faintly: “There is more than enough for the quilt. Come with me. But for meat, you have to wait until we reach the city. Wait for tonight.”

Luo Wanqing didn’t dare to say more and hurriedly thanked him. The official led her to the carriage where they kept traveling bags, took a set of bedding from above, and gave it to her.

Luo Wanqing took the bedding back to the carriage under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Soon, everyone was in an uproar. Those with money rushed to bribe the official to buy something, and those who didn’t just watch dryly and didn’t make a sound.

Luo Wanqing spread the bedding and pillow in the prison carriage where ‘Jiu Shuang’ sat. After she arranged the bedding, the rest was over, and the officials ordered everyone to return to the prison carriage.

Luo Wanqing returned to the tree and helped the youth to climb the prison carriage. As soon as he entered the prison carriage, he saw the quilt and pillow.

Luo Wanqing helped him to sit down, and the youth revealed a look of gratitude: “I won’t be able to return Liu Xiniang’s great kindness.”

“Warri — …… Young Master doesn’t need to thank me. When you are outside, we all need to help each other. It’s all reasonable.” Saying this, Luo Wanqing held him with one hand while the other encircled him, placing a soft pillow behind him.

This action made the youth stiff and raised his eyes. His gaze fell precisely on Luo Wanqing’s slender white neck. Her face was extremely horrible, but this neck was very different from her face. The skin of this neck was very delicate, with beautiful curves.

Luo Wanqing lowered her head just enough to show its most beautiful arc. Every move she made was a natural consideration of his injuries, but it carried an attractive gesture so that people unconsciously would have to unload a few points of their heart and soften a lot. The youth retracted his gaze tracelessly and felt the soft pillow behind him adjusted to a suitable position.

Luo Wanqing retreated. She smiled and said: “Try it.”

The youth complied and leaned on the soft pillow that cushioned his back from the wooden bar. Indeed, it was much more comfortable. He covered his body with the quilt and said, “It’s so warm. It’s a great honor to meet Miss Liu on this journey.”

Luo Wanqing’s expression didn’t budge, only saying, “It’s good that you can recuperate properly.” As she said that, her gaze fell on the three people not far away who were walking towards their prison carriage.

Those three people had nothing in their hands, so they shouldn’t exchange with the officials. Zhao Yuyan was fine, but the other two brothers were not good people. If they saw the quilt in ‘Jiu Shuang,’ they probably would rob it. She gave ‘Jiu Shuang something conspicuously solely to let someone loot him. Jiu Shuang, a top master, most likely became a young master since childhood. He hardly realized everyone would respect him when he had a reputation and skills. A pillow or bedding was not a big deal. But when he was in trouble and met a cat or a dog, let alone a quilt, even if it were only a dry bun, others would bully and insult him.

At first, when she brought the quilt, she was worried that ‘Jiu Shuang’ would not accept it because he had already seen the coldness and warmth of human beings in the prison. However, he took it without any hesitation, so perhaps it was because his martial arts skills were too high, and he did not even realize his situation because he was in solitary confinement in prison.

Then, she would let him see that situation. These cats and dogs couldn’t defeat Jiu Shuang, but he had to nurse his wounds. He had to rest, and according to his body, every time he did something, it was a loss for him, so he desperately needed a helper that he could rely on. Then, he would realize that he needed her. Then, without her casting her lot, Jiu Shuang would recruit her.

As Luo Wanqing pondered, those three people got into the prison carriage one after another. Upon seeing the bedding inside, everyone looked different. Zhao Yuyan only swept a glance, then quickly moved her gaze away and hid. On the contrary, the other two brothers, after looking at each other, the thin man walked to ‘Jiu Shuang’ and pulled the quilt. He smiled and said: “Pretty boy, where did you get the bedding?”

The youth covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes. He turned his head away as if he hadn’t heard anything.

“Not speaking?” The thin man sneered and pulled the quilt, “Then this quilt will be Grandpa’s ……” Before the words fell, Luo Wanqing grabbed the man’s hand and calmly said, “I’ll give him this quilt.”

“Oh?” The man looked up. His mouse-like eyes stared at Luo Wanqing. “You gave it to him? Can you give it to me then?”