Xiao Yichen seemed to be thinking about something.
Yiyun looked at Xiao Yichen's haggard face and grinding his teeth, feeling distressed. She courageously held Xiao Yichen's hand and smiled, "My Lord, you still have me!"
Whether it is Ji Lingxue or Ji Yuqing, they are just passers-by in your side, but I am different. I will always be with you, I will protect you and accompany you through the sorrow, and I will help you achieve great things.
Xiao Yichen withdrew his thoughts and looked down at Yiyun who was looking at him with anticipation in her eyes. He pulled back his hand and turned his head to look at An Ge lying in a pool of blood.
Yiyun seemed to have belatedly realized that something was wrong in the room. She followed Xiao Yichen's line of sight and saw Shadow lying in a dark pool of blood with his eyes open. There was black blood at the corners of his eyes and mouth. He looked extremely horrible. Yiyun screamed, "Ah!"
How could there be a dead person in this room! And such a horrible death with blood gushing out of all seven orifices
Xiao Yichen's voice floated over with a slightly tired tone, "This is the secret guard that I placed beside Xue Ji. Before I left, I only told him to take good care of Xue Ji. I didn't expect him to go against my wishes and bury Xue Ji directly. Now he is dying to apologize for his crime."
This explains why An Ge died here.
Yiyun patted his chest to calm himself down, "He is such a loyal servant. Your Majesty should bury him properly."
Xiao Yichen snorted coldly, "Subordinates who dare to disobey the master's orders deserve to be put to death and thrown into a mass grave." After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked out. Halfway through, he turned around and asked Yiyun who was jogging after him, "Why didn't I see Mo Xiang?"
Mo Xiang is Ji Lingxue's personal maid. Could something have happened to her too
Yiyun said: "On the day Xue Ji was buried, Mo Xiang asked me to stay at Guanyin Temple to practice meditation and pray for Xue Ji's soul to rest."
Xiao Yichen nodded and turned away.
Yiyun couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going, my lord?"
Xiao Yichen only left Yiyun with his back, and his figure had long disappeared.
Yiyun looked at the sky and sighed.
An Ge's body was cleared away by the guards. The originally sunny weather was suddenly covered with dark clouds. Thunder rumbled and raindrops as big as soybeans fell down. A pair of black boots walked in the rain, stepping on the green grass moistened by the rain, passing through the winding mountain road and stopped in front of a lonely grave.
There were red cinnabar characters engraved on the tombstone: Ji Lingxue.
His trembling fingers rested on the tombstone and slowly moved down, carefully tracing the three words on it.
Xiao Yichen's voice was deep, "It's raining, Xue'er, are you used to living here alone? I went to find the Resurrection Grass... Am I still too late..."
A bright red resurrection grass was knocked crooked by the rain. Xiao Yichen squatted down and planted the resurrection grass in front of the tombstone with his own hands.
Xiao Yichen said, "Xue'er, I may not be able to visit you for a long time, so let this grass accompany you. Just wait, I will have that man's head brought to you to vent your anger."
At the end of his speech, Xiao Yichen's words were filled with murderous intent.
The sound of rain drowned out his promise and buried it underground.
After the thunderstorm, the sky gradually turned blue. The red resurrection grass in front of the tombstone swayed in the wind with raindrops. A pair of white boots turned out from behind the grave. After watching Xiao Yichen walking away for a while, she squatted down and carefully dug out the resurrection grass.
The wooden house in the backyard of Guanyin Temple was filled with the aroma of medicine. Her white boots were covered with mud. She walked quickly into the wooden house and said, "Master, I am back."
A soft cough was heard in the room, "Mo Xiang, is An Ge here... Hey... what's that in your hand?" The voice was as clear as a bell. If Xiao Yichen was here at this moment, he would be surprised. This was none other than Ji Lingxue who had been laid to rest.
That day in the dungeon, Ji Lingxue looked at the moonlight pouring in through the iron bars. She had already made up her mind that she would leave the palace and leave Xiao Yichen, and the only way was to escape death.
That night, An Ge came to see her. After asking An Ge a few questions, Ji Lingxue told him her plan and asked him to swear not to tell anyone. Then Ji Lingxue took a drug to fake her death and fell asleep quietly. She didn't expect Xiao Yichen to be so affectionate that he kept holding her and she almost wore out the effect of the drug.
After Xiao Yichen left the palace to look for the resurrection grass, An Ge went to ask Yiyun to bury Ji Lingxue as soon as possible. Yiyun is now the second master of the palace and is very concerned about all matters in the palace. She also took care of Ji Yuqing's funeral. When she heard An Ge's request, she agreed without thinking too much, which led to this.
Mo Xiang placed the Resurrection Grass in a vase and brought it to Ji Lingxue, saying, "I just went to the cemetery. This was planted by the prince himself."
Of course, acting requires traps. As Ji Lingxue's personal maid, it was natural for her to appear at the cemetery and cry. However, she did not expect Xiao Yichen to come so quickly and leave so hurriedly.
Ji Lingxue curled her lips, took the vase from Mo Xiang's hand and took a look at it, then lightly touched the red petals with her fingers, feeling a tingling pain at her fingertips. Ji Lingxue frowned, and a drop of red blood condensed at her fingertips, dripped onto the leaves and was quickly absorbed by the leaves.
Ji Lingxue broke out in sweat as she looked at the strange scene in front of her. Where did Xiao Yichen find such strange flowers to plant in front of her grave
Ji Lingxue said, "Take it down." She stayed away from the grass.
There was a knock on the door, and An Ge's voice rang out, "Master."
Mo Xiang ran to the door and crossed his arms, looking at the wet and somewhat embarrassed An Ge, "Why did you come just now? The master has been waiting for you for a long time."
An Ge smiled, and used her inner strength to evaporate the water on her clothes. Then she followed Mo Xiang into the house. Ji Lingxue lazily leaned on the bed, "An Ge, what's going on outside?"
She stayed in the temple for three days. Because of her current identity, it was inconvenient for her to reveal herself to the public, so she had no idea of the safety of what was happening in the capital.
An Ge said: "Three days ago, Chi Feng arrested several spies in the palace and interrogated them overnight. Today, the prince came back and asked about you, the master. He looked very bad..."
An Ge: Master, the prince actually has you in his heart. Your faked death was a great blow to the prince. The prince looks haggard like a ghost. Master, the prince looks very sad and upset. Why didn’t you tell him about your faked death
Ji Lingxue couldn't hear what An Ge was thinking. She hummed and said, "It's time for us to leave." Her purpose of staying here was to wait for An Ge to get away. Now that everyone was together, it was time to do something.
Mo Xiang asked: "Master, where are you going?"
Ji Lingxue said: "Go and save people."
Now Dongqi is looking for an excuse to go to war with Dayan. Ruge will be in danger if she enters Dongqi this time. She and Ruge are sworn brothers and sisters, so she can't just watch her get into trouble. As for Xiao Yichen, the sadness will always pass. He still has Yiyun by his side, so he can still live well without her.
When she thought about the day when she saw Yiyun hugging Xiao Yichen's arm and Xiao Yichen didn't refuse, her heart ached.
An Ge said: "I have something for the master."
Mo Xiang raised his eyebrows and looked at An Ge with curiosity. The master is a wealthy woman now, and she has everything she wants. An Ge, you are not trying to curry favor with her enough!
An Ge took out a small sachet from his arms and handed it to Ji Lingxue. Ji Lingxue took it and opened it, and found that it was a human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wing.
This thing is worth a fortune. Ji Lingxue's eyes lit up. "Did you get it?"
An Ge smiled and scratched his head, saying, "There is someone in the palace's secret guards who can make masks, so I asked him to make an extra one, and now it can be used. He and Ji Lingxue are now considered "dead people" and can no longer use their original appearance to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Ji Lingxue smiled and said, "I like this gift very much, thank you."
Three days later, Xiao Yichen carried a pot of wine and went up the mountain in the night to the lonely grave. His steps were a little shaky, his cheeks were red, and he was quite drunk.
"Xue'er, I'm here to see you..." He leaned over and sat on the ground, his hand on the tombstone, as if he was stroking his lover's forehead.
Xiao Yichen poured the wine in his hand onto the ground and said with a smile: "Xue'er, this sake tastes very good too, you try it!"
His eyes swept over the weeds on the ground and paused, feeling as if something was missing.
Where is the resurrection grass he buried
Xiao Yichen blinked, the drunkenness dissipated a little. Under the white moonlight, there was still a field of messy grass. Xiao Yichen stood up and walked forward unsteadily. He bent over and walked around the lonely grave, but still couldn't find it.
There was a knock on the gate of Guanyin Temple. It was still the second watch of the night. The young monk hurried out to open the door, only to see a drunkard lying drunk at the door.
The next day, Xiao Yichen woke up to the sound of chanting. The old monk stroked his gray beard and smiled at Xiao Yichen, "Prince, you are finally awake!"
Xiao Yichen looked around, "Where is this place?"
The old monk said, "This is my meditation room. Last night, the prince passed out drunk at the temple gate, so I took him in."
Xiao Yichen rubbed his forehead, suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is Mo Xiang here?"
The old monk said, "The temple does not accept female guests. Miss Moxiang lives in the wooden house behind the temple."
After bidding farewell to the old monk, Xiao Yichen walked to the door of the wooden house in the light of morning light. There was a red herb of resurrection in the glass vase on the window. Xiao Yichen narrowed his eyes and knocked on the door.
Mo Xiang opened the door and looked at Xiao Yichen, who was standing at the door with a stubble on his face and looked a little decadent, in surprise, "Prince... Prince?!"
Xiao Yichen nodded, pointed at the resurrection grass in the window and said, "Why did you plant it here?"
Mo Xiang: "I got this grass from my master's grave. I thought it was pretty, so I put it on the window. Is there any problem?"
Xiao Yichen looked into the house through Mo Xiang's shoulder, "Can I come in and sit down?"
Mo Xiang made way for Xiao Yichen to enter the house, feeling lucky that his master had left with An Ge last night, otherwise they would have been discovered.
Xiao Yichen found a chair and sat down, looking at the Resurrection Grass in the window, "Tell me about your master."
Mo Xiang then told the story about Ji Lingxue's childhood. Xiao Yichen supported his head with his hands and closed his eyes, as if he was half asleep.
Mo Xiang said: "Prince... Is the master important to you? But why did you suspect the master because of Concubine Qing's death and lock her up in the dungeon of the palace?"
(End of this chapter)