At this moment, Madame Yellow Springs no longer looked as Yu Ci remembered her. Top Novel
Her eyes and brows were still the same, and the contours had changed only slightly, yet the faint softness and allure Madam Hua had displayed had been swept clean away. She looked like an entirely different person.
The same gestures and demeanor now carried a secluded, chilling stillness. Even when she smiled, it was the same.
It was like looking into a mirror deep in the night—the figure reflected within always had darkness at its side.
Under such bearing, her appearance became nothing more than a trivial detail.
This was the real Madame Yellow Springs.
Her true face, her true nature.
Madame Yellow Springs could not see her own face, but she had sensed something. Thus, she no longer maintained that so-called "smile," nor did she speak again, merely falling quiet.
"This is you."
Yu Ci looked down at her from above for a moment, then reached out as if to touch her face. Yet when his hand was still several inches away, his five fingers spread apart, revealing a jade pendant caught between them. It was plain white in texture, save for blood threads winding across it to form a seal-script character. It was the Soul-Entrusting Jade Lu Qing had given him years ago.
"Entrusted by another, faithful to the task. Please take this, Madam."
As he spoke, Yu Ci pressed the jade pendant into Madame Yellow Springs's palm. Their skin touched—one warm, one cold—as though an invisible membrane lay between them, their boundaries as distinct as the Jing and Wei Rivers.
Madame Yellow Springs gazed at the jade pendant in her palm, seemingly lost in thought.
Yet Yu Ci could not sense the slightest emotional fluctuation from her.
Yu Ci was equally