Happy Spring Every Year

Chapter 168 What is true?

While Jiang Xun was sending Shen Jiasui back to the inn, Wen Chengye had already arrived at Qinghe Hall to report.

After hearing about Jiang Xun's performance along the way, Emperor Sheng nodded slightly, feeling a little relieved.

At this time, Wen Chengye mentioned Shen Jiasui again, "Miss Shen looks embarrassed, but in fact, she is very measured in her actions."

Emperor Sheng was not surprised by this.

He had seen Miss Shen before. A woman who could save the Crown Princess and the Lady of Anyang in time must have some abilities. She also had martial arts skills, so it was normal for her to react in this way.

Emperor Sheng waved his hand, and Wen Chengye respectfully withdrew. Eunuch Fushun immediately stepped forward and brought a cup of tea.

Emperor Sheng took it casually, but frowned. After a moment, he whispered, "Have the Third Brother and Lin already set off?"

Eunuch Fushun quickly responded, "After Your Majesty issued the decree, the prince returned to the capital with the princess and Empress Chun...Lin."

"Humph--"

Emperor Sheng snorted coldly, put the tea in his hand on the tray, and said coldly: "Look at how eager he is to return home. He is really a hopeless case!"

Eunuch Fushun hurriedly used force to steady the tray, not daring to say a word.

At this time, Emperor Sheng asked again: "Where is the second son?"

Eunuch Fushun lowered his voice, "Your Majesty, Prince Rui...went to Lansheng Tower, then returned to Qingle Palace. He spoke a few words with Prince Xiang, then went to the inn at the foot of the mountain and met with...Master Cui."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Sheng suddenly raised his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"That old fox of the Cui family must have given the second brother a lesson. Both brothers were fooled around by Jiang Xun. It's really—"

Emperor Sheng didn't say anything more, but changed the subject and asked, "Where's Ye'er?"

Eunuch Fushun had already memorized the contents of the memorial, and now he told everyone about Zhao Yuanye's whereabouts.

Emperor Sheng closed his eyes slightly, but when he heard that it was most likely Zhao Yuanye who persuaded Concubine Chun, he immediately opened his eyes.

"Yer?"

"Is it possible for Jiang Xun to teach this? Or, after all, he is Ji'er's child..."

Emperor Sheng's voice gradually became lower, and he suddenly lost interest in talking and waved to Fu Shun.

Fushun immediately withdrew quietly.

The light in the hall was a little dim, and except for the faint crackling of the candle wick struggling, there was silence inside and outside.

After a moment, creaking——

Emperor Sheng lay in a rocking chair, his face appearing and disappearing in the dim light and shadow, his eyes like a bottomless pool, emitting a dark light that no one could understand.

After a long time, a soft murmur was heard, and then disappeared into silence in an instant.

"Ji'er..."

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On the second day, the Zhoushan prayer group set off for Beijing. It was still a grand procession, but when they came, everyone was laughing and playing, but when they left, they were a little more cautious.

At this time, in a villa somewhere in the capital.

"Girl, be careful."

The carriage stopped at the gate of the villa, and two maids, one on each side, carefully helped Gu Xizhi into the carriage.

The carriage looked plain from the outside, but inside it was filled with silk and satin, rich and luxurious.

Soon, the carriage headed east.

At this time, Lu Yunzheng, who was supposed to be on duty at the East City Military Command, quietly appeared in the corner.

Seeing Gu Xizhi leaving in the carriage, his brows darkened, and he quickly followed.

The carriage stopped in front of an inconspicuous inn.

Gu Xizhi put on a veil hat, and the gauze curtain hung down, almost covering her entire body.

She seemed to have been here many times, and there was no need for a maid to lead the way. She went up to the second floor with ease and walked into the innermost room.

As soon as the door opened, I saw an old man with white hair and beard who had already spread out the medical box and the aroma of herbs hit me in the face.

Gu Xizhi walked to the table and sat down without taking off her veil, and stretched out her right arm.

The old man didn't say much. He picked up the scissors and cut the gauze wrapped around Gu Xizhi's right hand.

Lu Yunzheng held his breath and hid outside the house. He could not see what was happening inside the house and did not hear any sound. He felt anxious and confused.

Today is the day for Gu Xizhi to change the dressing.

Yesterday he specifically asked for leave from Commander Lin, but did not tell Gu Xizhi, just to see where Gu Xizhi went to see her injuries and where the so-called "good doctor" came from.

After waiting quietly outside the courtyard for more than half an hour, he finally waited for Gu Xizhi to leave. Seeing that the carriage was not heading towards the same clinic he had visited during the Lantern Festival, Lu Yunzheng felt very disappointed.

He followed the carriage all the way to the inn, and when he cautiously arrived at the door, it was already closed.

Lu Yunzheng was just hesitating whether to open the door regardless, when Gu Xizhi's voice finally rang out from the room:

"Look, old man, my hand..."

Gu Xizhi still held on to a glimmer of hope. You know, according to what the noble lady said, the person in front of her was already one of the best imperial doctors in the palace.

But the imperial physician shook his head without any hesitation and said frankly:

"Miss, your hand...is truly useless. I've used all the imperial medicine, but I can only slowly heal it until the pain stops and the condition doesn't get any worse."

"If you want to recover as before, it will be harder than climbing to the sky."

Gu Xizhi's breathing stagnated slightly when she heard this. She finally gave up her last bit of hope and whispered, "In that case, I'll trouble you, old man."

No one else said anything in the room, but outside, Lu Yunzheng's heart was in turmoil.

Because he heard the word "royal".

After much thought, the person who could describe the imperial medicine as so commonplace could only be the imperial physician in the palace!

But why would the imperial physician in the palace help Xizhi treat her hand?

Lu Yunzheng's heart trembled violently, and he remembered the trip to the Jokhang Temple that Gu Xizhi had mentioned.

Who did Xizhi meet when she accidentally entered the Zunrong Treasure Temple that day?

Although the letter handed by Prince Xiang was unclear, it did not look like the person behind Xizhi.

that--

It's definitely impossible to get to the emperor's grandson's place. Could it be... Prince Rong's Mansion? Prince Rui? Or...

Thinking of this, Lu Yunzheng shuddered.

But he couldn't figure out what Xizhi's methods were that made the nobles willing to help her.

In her previous life, if Xizhi had done anything, it was to imitate Shen Zhengsheng's handwriting exactly, which was more similar than that of anyone else, and it was the icing on the cake.

But this story must be combined with the evidence given to him by Prince Xiang. You know, without that solid evidence, it would be useless even if Xizhi wrote about flowers.

What is Xizhi doing now...

At this moment, Lu Yunzheng thought a lot, even thinking about Gu Xizhi's resistance to his closeness some time ago.

His face suddenly darkened, and he began to doubt whether Gu Xizhi had already given herself to someone else. She resisted him repeatedly because she was afraid that he would find out that she had already lost her virginity.

Lu Yunzheng was just daydreaming when the voice in the room came again. It was the old imperial physician again.

"Miss, I came here this time, and the noble man also has something to say."

Lu Yunzheng quickly regained his composure and heard the old imperial physician whisper, "Please hurry up, young lady, and don't keep you waiting..."

"Please tell the old man that everything is under control, but it will take some time."

Gu Xizhi's soft voice sounded, and when it reached Lu Yunzheng's ears, it turned into a deafening roar.

His eyes suddenly widened.

Xizhi actually has a backup plan, even the nobles have to rely on her!

Why didn't Xizhi tell him about this back-up plan? Why did she make a deal with the noble behind his back?

And why... seeing him in such a predicament, you are unwilling to use this backup plan to help him?

He...he didn't want anything for Xizhi, he just broke off the engagement and carried her out of the house...

An indescribable chill spread through Lu Yunzheng's heart, and then turned into an icy sharp blade, piercing into his heart fiercely, ruthlessly cutting off his last bit of hope.

If this betrayal had already begun with the trip to the Jokhang Temple, then—

"Yun Zheng, wherever you go, I will go."

"Yun Zheng, as long as I can be with you, that's enough."

"Yun Zheng, could you pick a few branches of wintersweet for me?"

"Yun Zheng, are you cold?"

"Yun Zheng..."

What he once thought was love slowly turned into a fear that followed him everywhere.

The loving gazes he remembered now seemed to have turned into secret and pervasive peeping and surveillance.

At this moment, Lu Yunzheng even began to doubt whether those beautiful things in the past really existed?

Or is it all just an elaborate lie?

Even more, how much of the past life he cherishes and remembers is true or false?

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There was a noise in the house, and then the old imperial physician's voice came: "Miss, the next dressing change will be in three days. I will still be waiting for you here."

"Thank you, old sir."

The footsteps were approaching the door, someone was about to come out.

Lu Yunzheng trembled all over and hurried away.

He was such a skilled warrior, yet he stumbled and stumbled, barely able to stand, then ran away in a daze...