Lies

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Qin Jian narrowed his eyes and nodded calmly, "The Story of Jiao Hong is a play," he continued, "and the story is quite clichéd, about an ancient pair of lovers who couldn't be together."

"But what I want to talk about is the ending of this story," his tone suddenly changed, "the female protagonist dies with regret, and the male protagonist willingly mourns for her, never marrying in his lifetime."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng blinked and cautiously said, "So, in this story, the female lead dies, but the male lead doesn't, right? Young Master Huang... no, no," Jiang Cheng showed a look of realizing his mistake, extremely frightened, "Mr. Qin?"

Qin Jian took a deep breath and smiled at Jiang Cheng, "That's correct."

"Could this clue be a hint?" Shi Liaozhi, seeing that nothing happened, gradually grew bolder, and his expression wasn't as fearful as before.

"This melody is hinting to us that Young Master Huang is actually alive, and he became like this because of a woman."

"This woman is probably his lover. After her death, Young Master Huang missed her so much that he became mentally unstable, turning into what he is now," he said in one breath.

Combined with the current information, his speculation sounded quite reasonable.

For now, this Young Master Huang should be the key figure to solving the puzzle, and the most urgent thing they need to do is to uncover the story behind Young Master Huang.

If nothing unexpected happens, this story is the reason why Young Master Huang has gone mad.

And all of this fits well with their identities in this scenario.

They are doctors, and the primary job of a doctor is to cure diseases.

Mental illness is naturally also a disease.

Having just entered this scenario, the clues they have are very limited, and further discussion isn't necessary. After eating, the three groups dispersed and went their separate ways.

Although no one mentioned it, everyone had a premonition that the strange Young Master Huang... would appear again tonight.

So everyone prepared to take advantage of the good sunlight and rest as much as possible.

Just after closing the door, Xia Meng caught Jiang Cheng and pulled him to the bedside.

"Be gentle," Jiang Cheng shyly twisted his body, his cheeks blushing, "I'm not ready yet!"

Xia Meng was already used to Jiang Cheng's way of thinking and got straight to the point, "Did you notice something?"

Jiang Cheng blinked his innocent big eyes.

Xia Meng sneered, "Be smart, I don't believe you didn't notice anything, daring to run out of Young Master Huang's room like that?"

"Although Young Master Huang's behavior is a bit strange, I don't believe you would take such a big risk?" Xia Meng said in one breath, "Aren't you afraid of angering Young Master Huang and getting killed directly?"

"Yeah, yeah," Fatty had no intention of helping and also asked with wide eyes, "And doctor, you didn't know what position Young Master Huang was in before, how could you judge that the Young Master Huang you faced upstairs was dangerous?"

"Just based on a strange posture?" Fatty said, "I don't believe it."

Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at the window, which was open, facing a vast blue lake, with ripples forming on the surface as the breeze passed.

"Did you see Young Master Huang sitting up?" Jiang Cheng looked at Xia Meng and suddenly asked.

Xia Meng's expression paused for a moment, then she nodded, "What's the problem?"

"On that wooden bed behind the red curtain?"

"Yes," Xia Meng's expression became more intense, and after a moment, she seemed to suddenly realize something, her fingers that were clutching Jiang Cheng's sleeve trembling slightly.

"I didn't see any Young Master Huang," Jiang Cheng exhaled, "When I went up, that wooden bed was empty, and there was no one in the room."

It was as if a chill rushed up from the soles of his feet, instantly breaking through Fatty's defenses, this belated fear made his face as pale as if drained of blood.

"So..." he stared at the doctor, his teeth chattering.

He finally understood why the always cautious doctor would disregard the danger and immediately run down. He never expected that the room would be in such a state.

Young Master Huang... was gone.

No, not gone, he just... disappeared, more accurately, he hid, hid somewhere in the room where they couldn't see.

Like the ceiling, or behind the screen.

"I think if it was just an empty room, you wouldn't have stayed for a few minutes, or even longer," Jiang Cheng reached out and pulled back his sleeve still clutched in Xia Meng's hand, "That doesn't make sense," he continued.

"So... that Young Master Huang has left the bed," Xia Meng barely broke free from the shock, she gritted her teeth, staring into Jiang Cheng's eyes, "But he hid, hiding in the dark, waiting... waiting to attack us."

"So that Qin Jian who went up after you, doctor..." Fatty's throat moved as he looked at Jiang Cheng, "He... he..."

"He stayed long enough," Xia Meng said, something quickly flashed in her eyes, "And coincidentally, after he came down, Young Master Huang suddenly got tired and didn't want to see anyone else."

"Can you be sure?"

The one who spoke was Shi Liaozhi, his expression now quite strange, as if eager to confirm some fact.

"I'm sure," Chen Qiang, sitting properly on the chair, nodded.

The elegantly dressed Zuo Jing tilted her head, under the light, her figure was curvaceous, her thin lips slightly opened, but the words she spoke were as cold as if devoid of warmth, "Kid," she seemingly casually said, "This place is not like outside, everyone must be responsible for what they say."

"If you are deliberately fabricating lies to attract our attention, creating the illusion that you have value, in order to achieve the purpose of gaining our protection," she chuckled lightly, "I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible."

TL/N: B#tch please...

"Because once exposed, you will die very ugly death," she stared into Chen Qiang's eyes.

"I'm sure," Chen Qiang took a breath and still nodded, "The person who wrote The Story of Jiao Hong is called Meng Chengsun, and he was from the Ming Dynasty."

He raised his head, his eyes carrying a calmness rare among newcomers, "But this is the Song Dynasty, how could that Young Master Huang know and sing a play that appeared hundreds of years later?"

"We are the ones who traveled through time," Chen Qiang said, "Not him."

"So that Qin Jian is lying?" Shi Liaozhi swallowed, "From his knowledge of The Story of Jiao Hong, he wasn't killed and replaced by a ghost, because a ghost couldn't possibly know this, his real purpose is to interfere with others' sight."

"He is looking for a scapegoat for himself!" Zuo Jing suddenly said.

(End of the Chapter)

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