Minglong

Chapter 460 Hindsight
As they left Baichongwu, the moon was already high in the sky. Along the way, they could see a few Gu Poison Sect cultivators who had heard the rustling of grass and were heading to Baichongwu to check on the situation.

To prevent any unforeseen complications, Xie Jinhuan did not stop halfway and took Zisu back to Queyue Manor at full speed, pondering the strange encounter he had experienced that day along the way.

It's not surprising that Sikong Tianyuan knew about the Blood Rain Tower's movements. Using the Blood Rain Tower to lure them into a trap is also plausible. However, it's quite puzzling that he ultimately sent a rabbit spirit with a puppet to persuade them to surrender, and even revealed information about a major event during the Dragon Boat Festival.

After all, he didn't really take Hundred Insects Dock seriously today. If Sikong Tianyuan himself had been lying in ambush, he might have been in serious danger. Although Sister Guo would arrive in an instant and Sikong Tianyuan wouldn't survive either, at least he could throw caution to the wind and bite back at the righteous path.

Now, he has simply given away two puppets and a bunch of rabble from Hundred Insect Village, without any other benefits, leaving people wondering what Sikong Tianyuan is trying to do.

Could it really be just to extend an olive branch to him...?

Xie Jinhuan has now reformed and turned over a new leaf, with a bright future and many beautiful wives. In his view, the only thing that could make him take such a risk again is this unknown, alluring succubus. After a moment's consideration, he tried to ask her with his mind:
"Wife, can you hear me?"

Cultivators with powerful spiritual souls can use their spiritual soul fluctuations to transmit their voices over long distances. For example, the White-Haired Fairy could summon Xiao Lu to clean the ground when she was in Zihui Mountain.

Xie Jinhuan is a pure martial artist, and in this respect he is indeed no match for the Taoists. However, now that his Taoist cultivation is high enough, coupled with the fact that the ghost receiver is quite domineering, it is indeed feasible.

As soon as the thought arose, Ye Hongshang, dressed in a red dress, appeared beside him:
"uh-huh?"

"You said that Patriarch Sikong is planning something during the Dragon Boat Festival. Could it be related to you? If I remember correctly, you used to live south of the South China Sea..."

Ye Hongshang sealed away his memories, but he could still sense his own size and shook his head.

"A mere sixth-realm cultivator is not qualified to disturb my sister; she must have other plans."

?

A mere six realms...

Xie Jinhuan thought the ghost was really arrogant, but since it could teach the White-Haired Fairy and his immortals, a newly ascended immortal like Sikong Tianyuan probably wouldn't even be worthy of his attention. He immediately responded:

"Then let's investigate further. As long as it's not related to you, there's nothing that can't be resolved..."

After speaking, Xie Jinhuan withdrew his thoughts and looked at the exquisitely beautiful Zisu Fairy beside him.

They found that Zisu was holding a lump of coal that didn't want to fly, staring blankly down, as if she was thinking about something.

Xie Jinhuan had indeed lost control a bit just now, and thought Zisu was overthinking things, so he called out:

"Perilla?"

"Ok?"

Lin Zisu snapped out of her daze and smiled.
"what's wrong?"

"You seem to be spacing out, thinking about something?"

Lin Zisu blinked: "I wasn't thinking about anything, I just felt there was something wrong with the medicine I gave you earlier. I'm currently working on a drug that can knock people out silently, um... let's call it 'Sleep-Inducing Powder'! How do you feel about it?"

Xie Jinhuan nodded: "That's right! This medicine is much better than the one that's as hard as glue. If you can really make one, give me a portion so I can keep it for when I need it."

"Keeping Miss Mi?"

"How could that be? Hehe... Go back early, or your aunt will worry."

After making a few jokes, Xie Jinhuan sped off towards Queyue Manor.

Lin Zisu didn't say anything more. Gazing at the vast mountains and fields, she seemed to be pondering the medicine, but inexplicably, many things from the past flashed through her mind.

As a prodigy in the medical field of Daqian, Lin Zisu was intelligent from a young age and matured much earlier than ordinary girls. She was adopted into the Lin family at the age of three or four and had already shown extraordinary talent. At first, she was quite playful.

But about eight or nine years ago, her beloved grandfather suddenly fell seriously ill. Her aunt spent her days in tears. She found a cure but was missing a magical herb.

Although the national treasury had medicinal herbs, my grandfather, Lin Fangzhi, was just an ordinary imperial physician and had no way of obtaining them.

Lin Zisu was young at the time and experienced what it meant to be powerless. As a result, she began to study hard and try to find a way to save herself. When the conventional methods didn't work, she resorted to unconventional methods.

However, she was too uneducated at the time and hadn't figured out the reason yet when her aunt somehow obtained a magical herb that cured her grandfather.

Although the outcome was fortunate, she knew that her aunt must have paid a heavy price, so she did not stop trying and cared deeply about her aunt who had turned the tide back then.

My aunt is so old and still not married. The elders are anxious, and she is anxious too, but she just turned down all the matchmakers.

Until the tenth day of the eighth lunar month last year, she was walking home with her aunt after school when the carriage went crazy and crashed into the river, where she met the white-robed gentleman who rescued her.

When Lin Zisu was held in his arms, she experienced what it meant to be 'amazed' for the first time, and felt that this must be the kind of man her aunt couldn't help but fall for.

As expected, the two became inseparable within a few days.

She was naturally happy that her aunt had found her Mr. Right, but she was also very worried about her aunt not standing up for herself when Linghu blatantly stole her man.

But as she got to know more about her, she gradually discovered some problems.

For example, novels and other light reading materials, such as "The Secret History of Empress Guo," are essentially about immersing oneself in the protagonist's world while reading, experiencing the joys and sorrows, the love and hate, and the tender feelings between men and women. "The Secret History of Empress Guo" is written from Empress Guo's perspective. Although it is not her subjective intention, readers do indeed adopt Empress Guo's perspective when reading it.

She tried every means to make Empress Guo and Xie Lang a couple, not because she admired Empress Guo so much, but because the two were not together in the book.

Originally, these things only existed in her imagination, and she didn't realize the problem. But last time, when she created an opportunity for the two of them, things didn't develop as she had imagined. That's when she realized that reality is different from the book.

The one who couldn't let go of Xie Lang was probably not Empress Guo, but the reader.

And she might not be obsessed with "The Secret History of Empress Guo" because of the story itself, but rather because the character in the book is Xie Jinhuan...

Hmm...

Lin Zisu shrank back, feeling that this idea was a bit outrageous. If her domineering aunt knew, she would definitely take away all her allowance. So she quickly cleared her mind of the distraction and asked instead:
"Brother Xie, have you read The Secret History of the Empress Dowager?"

"Ok?"

Xie Jinhuan was startled by the sound and turned around:

"I've read a few pages privately, but it has absolutely nothing to do with reality. Don't take the things in the book seriously."

"I didn't take it seriously, I won't watch it again."

"Uh...no need. It's normal to have hobbies. I don't mind."

"I'm afraid my aunt will mind."

Lin Zisu shook her head: "Brother Xie, please don't tell Auntie about what happened at Baichongwu today, or she'll definitely scold me."

Xie Jinhuan wasn't sure whether it was the issue of the haphazard drugging or the fact that he lost control of the medication, but he knew it was best not to publicize either. He simply smiled at the matter.
"That's natural..."

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On the other side, Luojing.

With all the guests and hosts gone, the Danyang Marquis's residence became much quieter. After nightfall, it was pitch black, and only a few guards could be seen walking around the perimeter.

In the guest room of the back residence, Jiang Xian lay on the bed and slept soundly. She didn't know how long it had been before she woke up in a daze. Before she even opened her eyes, she felt a deep sense of exhaustion all over her body.

An indescribable soreness, penetrating deep into her bones from head to toe, left her too weak to even open her eyes. It felt as if she had been training for seven days and seven nights under excessive strain, with the vigorous Ah Huan beside her, pounding into her while she trained…

"Uh……"

The moment Jiang Xian regained consciousness, she almost fainted from exhaustion, her mind blankly pondering:

Am I going to die?

What just happened...?

Oh, right, I learned how to make scallion pancakes from the Empress Dowager. After eating them, I happily went back to my room to sleep, still thinking about making them for Young Master Xie to show off my skills when I have time...

Then I blacked out...

Could it be that the pancakes I made are poisonous?!
Jiang Xian was completely baffled. She tried to recall if she had put the wrong ingredients when making the pancakes, but then she suddenly realized that she had completely forgotten how to make pancakes!
Hey?
Jiang Xian was completely bewildered. After a long while, she struggled to sit up and looked around. She found herself still lying in the room, but it was dark outside and there was no movement.

She was a little unsure how long she had slept, so she took out Xian'er's Diary from beside her and examined it.

As it turned out, the invisible hand left her an explanation:
You just did something important, it's normal to be a little tired, just rest for a couple of days...

Be more careful in the future. When someone makes pancakes, they're subtly mocking you for not being as tall as a scallion. Don't you know who's the shortest in your family?

After waking up, I quickly got to take care of some important business; Xie Jinhuan and the others had already set off...

……

Jiang Xian frowned, her head full of questions.

After all, how is it that the Empress Dowager making a pancake roll with scallions is mocking her for not being tall?

What important thing could you have done to look so exhausted?

Do you expect me to work as a laborer at the docks, carrying several large boatloads of sacks?

Young Master Xie and his group have already set off...

Jiang Xian suddenly lost consciousness and couldn't make sense of what was happening. She could only grit her teeth, get up, and stagger out of the room to check.

Finding the entire manor empty and indeed deserted, she put her hands on her hips and took a long breath, not knowing how to deal with this unpredictable, invisible hand!

However, since things had already come to this, she couldn't turn back time, so she turned around, picked up her bundle and the saber, and walked out.

Fortunately, not everyone left the capital...

(End of this chapter)