The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker-Chapter 691 - 653: The Things Found

Leaving that village.

Qiao Yuxian sat in the back seat, eyes closed, curled up in the seat.

Yan Ting sat next to her, occasionally glancing at her.

Liu Zhou drove in the front, eyes fixed straight ahead into the pitch-black night. Even with the headlights on, he still felt the darkness was endless.

Silence and darkness seemed like a vortex, pulling them deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, Qiao Yuxian opened her eyes and knocked on the car window a few times.

Liu Zhou, as if his spirit returned to his body, suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Qiao Yuxian through the rearview mirror.

Yan Ting also quickly turned to her, "What’s wrong?"

Qiao Yuxian raised her hand to cover her mouth and pointed outside.

Liu Zhou quickly braked and stopped the car.

Qiao Yuxian got out of the car immediately, ran to a tree, and leaned on it, dry heaving a few times.

Yan Ting followed closely, patting her back.

Liu Zhou grabbed a bottle of water from the car and came over as well.

Qiao Yuxian kept wanting to vomit, but after dry heaving a few times, nothing came out.

Yan Ting took the water from Liu Zhou and handed it to her, "Rinse your mouth."

Qiao Yuxian rinsed her mouth, and after standing up straight, she stumbled a bit from weak legs.

Yan Ting quickly steadied her, "You okay?"

"My legs feel a bit weak," Qiao Yuxian said weakly.

Yan Ting looked at her pale face, "Is your stomach upset, or are your symptoms getting worse?"

"Car sick," Qiao Yuxian replied.

"Let’s not go back yet," Yan Ting said to Liu Zhou, "Rest nearby. Bring Huang Qi and that doctor over."

"Yes," Liu Zhou responded.

Qiao Yuxian said, "No need. I’m just car sick. Don’t call Huang Qi and them; if something urgent happens by Grandpa Nine, they can’t leave."

"Call someone over," Yan Ting said directly, "Liu Zhou, make the call and have them send someone over."

Qiao Yuxian frowned, wanting to say more, but before she could open her mouth, Yan Ting said, "Shut up."

Qiao Yuxian shut her mouth and said nothing more.

Liu Zhou immediately went to make a call.

Yan Ting supported Qiao Yuxian, slowly walking towards the lodgings ahead, "Can you walk?"

"Mm," Qiao Yuxian shifted her weight onto him, looking completely deflated.

"Should I carry you?" Yan Ting pondered and reluctantly asked.

Qiao Yuxian walked slowly and softly said, "No need."

"Not even carrying you is enough," Yan Ting’s tone had a bit of anger.

"Why are you getting angry?" Qiao Yuxian softly said.

"When did I get angry?" Yan Ting retorted.

"Do you have a speaker in your throat? Your voice is so loud," Qiao Yuxian said.

"How about this? Are you satisfied, my lady?" Yan Ting said in a very small voice.

Qiao Yuxian glared at him, "You’re a mosquito, buzzing and buzzing."

"Enough already," Yan Ting said, "Difficult to serve."

"I never asked you to serve me," Qiao Yuxian said.

"Shut up," Yan Ting frowned.

"I’m sick, and that’s your attitude," Qiao Yuxian stopped, frowned, and looked at her.

Yan Ting looked at her, paused, and said, "I’m sorry."

Qiao Yuxian said nothing more and continued to walk slowly.

Yan Ting caught up to her, supporting her, "Don’t push yourself, can you walk?"

"Yes," Qiao Yuxian said, "As long as I’m not in the car. It’s quite nice to feel the breeze."

Yan Ting didn’t respond anymore.

Qiao Yuxian also remained silent.

In the dark, the trees by the roadside gently swayed as they slowly walked by. The car followed behind, with its lights on.

If it weren’t for the troubling events, it would have been a relaxing and comfortable night.

But now there’s a weight in the heart, and everything around feels like an invisible pressure, making the heart feel uncomfortable.

After walking for a while, Qiao Yuxian spoke up, "Brother."

"Mm?"

"Why do you think those close to us betray us?" Qiao Yuxian gently asked, "What does our relationship mean to them?"

Yan Ting looked up at the pitch-black night sky, devoid of any light. He said, "Maybe in their hearts, there are things they think are more important. Weighing the pros and cons, they made a choice."

Qiao Yuxian looked at him.

Yan Ting looked at the night sky.

After a few seconds of watching him, Qiao Yuxian withdrew her gaze and said, "In weighing the pros and cons, I am the one not chosen."

Her voice was low, with a hint of nasal sound, and her tone was somewhat aggrieved.

Hearing this, Yan Ting frowned, his throat moved up and down once, and he said, "You are always the most important."

"Really?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

"Yes," Yan Ting affirmed, "Always have been."

Qiao Yuxian kept her head down, half her face buried in her clothes. She blinked her moist eyes, suppressing the faint sobbing breath.

...

They found a nearby place to rest.

Huang Qi was also brought over.

After he checked, he told Yan Ting that Qiao Yuxian’s motion sickness was caused by emotional turmoil and physical weakness.

Only then did Yan Ting feel relieved.

Qiao Yuxian rested for a night and returned around noon the next day.

Yan Ting had left early in the morning due to some matters to attend to.

Upon returning, she first went to see Mr. Huo, then met with Huo Yanxin. Afterward, she stayed in her room and didn’t come out.

At dinner time, Yan Ting returned.

Qiao Yuxian stopped eating halfway and chased after Yan Ting, asking if he found anything.

Yan Ting said he hadn’t found anything.

Qiao Yuxian didn’t believe him and kept pressing him.

At the end, even Huo Yanxin got annoyed and shouted at the two of them.

Only then did Yan Ting finally tell her the little information he had found.

He took out his phone, opened the gallery, and showed it to Qiao Yuxian.

"These are the findings," Yan Ting said, "Inside are the concoctions Mo Bei was researching himself. They have the same components as the empty bottles Cao Wei intended to bury under the tree."

Qiao Yuxian looked through the information on the phone, trembling as she flipped through it.

"These are correspondences between Old Sir Gu and Qu Qingkong," Yan Ting pointed out the photo she was looking at, "Chu Zhengran and the others went to Qu Qingkong’s base; these were found there."

"How did you get them?" Huo Yanxin asked from the side, "Could it be that the Chu Family has your people?"

Yan Ting remained silent, confirming it through his silence.

Qiao Yuxian looked at the countless letters.

They were indeed in Old Sir Gu and Qu Qingkong’s handwriting.

Moreover, some of the papers were already yellowed with age.

The contents above were all about their plans, cooperation, including having Gu Yanjing marry her...

"You stationed people not only in the Chu Family but also around Mo Bei?" Huo Yanxin was still shocked.

"The people from their generation who knew Qu Qingkong were only Grandpa and Old Sir Gu. I could easily trust Grandpa, but the Gu Family and Old Sir Gu raised suspicions when he suddenly left Yao Mountain Island in his youth and never contacted anyone afterward. His matchmaking between Yu Xian and Gu Yanjing added to my suspicion," Yan Ting explained, "So, I slowly placed some people. The letters were photographed and sent back by them."

"So, much of it was orchestrated by Gu Yanjing?" Huo Yanxin said.

Yan Ting didn’t respond.

Qiao Yuxian’s tears suddenly fell onto the phone.

Huo Yanxin jumped in surprise.

Yan Ting’s gaze flickered, "Sister."

Qiao Yuxian brushed away her tears with her hand, returned the phone to Yan Ting, and then turned to go upstairs, speaking with a tear-choked voice, "Let me be alone for a while, don’t worry about me, let me be alone."

Neither Yan Ting nor Huo Yanxin dared to follow, watching as she went upstairs, and then they looked at each other.

"Knowing she’s heartbroken, and you still say it! Can’t you solve the problem yourself without telling her?" Huo Yanxin reproached, "Don’t you know what Gu Yanjing means to her?"

"Tell me, how do I solve it secretly?" Yan Ting’s fingers traced over the tear Qiao Yuxian had just dropped on the phone, "Besides! I initially hadn’t prepared how to tell her, but you were yelling. Ultimately, no matter what Gu Yanjing used to mean, now he’s just an enemy! The biggest enemy!"

"Who are you calling loudmouth?" Huo Yanxin shouted.

"Who else but you has such a loud voice," He retorted, then turned and left.

"Get lost!" Huo Yanxin shouted at his retreating figure.