iao Yi Chen looked pensive.
Yi Yun gritted her teeth as she looked at Xiao Yi Chen's wan and sallow appearance, she couldn't bear it, she mustered the courage to hold Xiao Yi Chen's hand smiling: "Prince, you still have me."
Ji Ling Xue, as well as Ji Yu Qing, they were merely passer-bys, but I'm different, I will always be by your side, I will protect you and walk with you while you grief, I will help you complete your cause.
Xiao Yi Chen recovered his thoughts, he lowered his head to look at Yi Yun who's eyes were filled with hope and anticipation, he took back his hand, he turned to look at An Ge lying in a puddle of blood.
Only then did Yi Yun come to notice something strange in the room and looked around, following Xiao Yi Chen's gaze, her eyes grew wide seeing the figure lying in the pool of black blood, black blood even flowed from the corners of his eyes, it looked extremely terrifying.
Yi Yun cried out in fear: "Ah!"
How come there was a dead person in the room! They had also died in such a terrifying manner of bleeding from the seven apertures?
Xiao Yi Chen's exhausted voice came floating over, "This is a secret guard this prince arranged to be by concubine Xue's side, before this prince left I ordered him to look after concubine Xue, I didn't imagine he would go against my orders and directly bury concubine Xue, he has taken his life in apology." This explained why An Ge had died here.
Yi Yun patted her chest to compose herself, "Such a loyal servant, prince should give him a proper burial."
Xiao Yi Chen gave a sneer, "This kind of subordinate who dares to go against his master ought to die, throw him to be buried in a mound." He tossed his sleeve and left, half way, he turned to ask Yi Yun who had rushed after him, "Why hasn't this prince seen Mo Xiang?"
Mo Xiang was Ji Ling Xue's personal maid, could something have happened to her?
Yi Yun said: "The day concubine Xue was buried, Mo Xiang asked me if she could stay at Guanyin temple to meditate, to help concubine Xue find peace."
Xiao Yi Chen nodded, he turned and left.
Yi Yun couldn't help cry out: "Prince, where are you going?"
Xiao Yi Chen only gave Yi Yun his back, his figure had already disappeared.
Yi Yun looked at the sky sighing lightly.
An Ge's body was disposed of by the secret guards, the originally sunny and cloudless sky was suddenly covered in dense black clouds, there were rumblings of thunder, raindrops as big as soybeans poured down onto the ground, a pair of black boots slowly walked through the rain, stepping on the grass soaked by the rain, through the winding mountain path they stopped in front of a lone grave.
On the gravestone the red words `Ji Ling Xue` were engraved.
Trembling fingers touched the gravestone, slowly moving down, delicately tracing the three words on the gravestone.
Xiao Yi Chen voice was deep, "It's raining, Xue Er, are you used to being here alone, I went to find huanhun herb...did I come too late..."
The bright red huanhun herb was slightly crooked from the rain beating down, Xiao Yi Chen crouched down, personally planting the huanhun herb in front of the gravestone.
Xiao Yi Chen said: "Xue Er, this prince can probably not come and see you for a very long time, let this plant accompany you, just wait, this prince will bring their heads to you so you can be at peace." Towards the end, Xiao Yi Chen's words were filled with a killing intent.
The rain drowned out his promise, burying them into the ground.
After the thunderstorm, the sky gradually turned blue, the bright red huanhun grass swayed in the wind and rain in front of the gravestone, a pair of white boots walked out from behind the tomb, following Xiao Yi Chen's figure in the distance for some time, she crouched down, carefully digging up the huanhun herb.
Inside the small wood house at the back of Guanyin temple, there was the smell of medicine, the pair of white boots were covered in quite a bit of mud, quickly they entered the house, "Mistress, this servant has returned."
A light cough came from inside the house, "Mo Xiang, has An Ge arrived...cough...what's in your hand?" Her voice was crisp as a bell, if Xiao Yi Chen was here right now, he would be so shocked, wasn't this Ji Ling Xue who had already been buried.
That day in the prison, Ji Ling Xue looked at the moonlight coming through the barred window, she had already made a decision, she needed to leave the prince's residence, leave Xiao Yi Chen, the only way was through death.
That night when An Ge came to see her, Ji Ling Xue had asked An Ge a few questions before telling him her plan and made him swear to not tell anyone, afterwards Ji Ling Xue feigned death by taking medication and quietly fell asleep, she didn't think Xiao Yi Chen had such deep feelings for her, he held her the entire time, the effect of the medicine almost passed.
Later when Xiao Yi Chen left the residence to find the huanhun herb which can bring the dead back to life, An Ge went to ask Yi Yun to bury Ji Ling Xue earlier, Yi Yun was now the second master of the residence, she was very careful about everything in the residence, she had also personally arranged the funeral for Ji Yu Qing.
Hearing An Ge's request, she gave consent without much consideration, that's how she could escape.
Mo Xiang placed the huanhun herb into a pot and placed it in front of Ji Ling Xue: "I went to the grave just now, this was personally planted by the prince."
A performance had to be done properly, this personal maid of Ji Ling Xue naturally should appear at the grave and cry, only she didn't expect Xiao Yi Chen to come so soon and leave so quickly.
Ji Ling Xue curled her lips, taking the pot from Mo Xiang's hand she glanced at it, her finger lightly touched the petal, a stab of pain came from the tip of her finger, Ji Ling Xue frowned, a drop of red blood coagulated on the tip of her finger, it dripped onto the leaf and was soon absorbed by it.
Ji Ling Xue's forehead burst into sweat as she looked at the strange scene in front of her, where did Xiao Yi Chen find such a strange herb to plant before her grave?
Ji Ling Xue said: "Take it away." She wanted to be away from that herb a little.
From outside came the sound of knocking, An Ge's voice sounded, "Mistress."
Mo Xiang ran to the door her arms crossed she looked at the drenched through An Ge who was rather sorry looking, "Why have you just come, mistress waited for you for so long."
An Ge laughed, using his inner strength he evaporated the water from his clothes, then did he enter the house, Ji Ling Xue leaned on the bed lazily: "An Ge, what's happening outside?"
She had been at the temple for three days, it wasn't convenient for her to reveal herself to others right now, she didn't know the movements or security of the capital at all.
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An Ge said: "Three days ago Chi Feng grabbed the spies in the residence and interrogated them through the night, today when the prince returned he asked about you, he doesn't seem to be doing well..."
An Ge: Mistress, prince has you in his heart, your fake death has impacted the prince a lot, the prince is wan and sallow like a ghost, mistress, prince appears to be struggling a lot and is very heartbroken, why didn't you tell him about faking your death?
Ji Ling Xue couldn't hear what An Ge was thinking, she gave an en: "We ought to leave."
She had stayed here to wait for An Ge to get away, now everyone was here, it was time to do something,
Mo Xiang asked: "Mistress, where are we going?"
Ji Ling Xue said: "Go to save someone."
Dongqi was currently looking for a reason to start a war with Dayan, Ru Ge would face a lot of danger coming to Dongqi, her and Ru Ge were sworn siblings, she couldn't just stand by and watch something happen to him.
As for Xiao Yi Chen, grief will always pass, didn't he still have Yi Yun by his side, he'll be fine without her as usual.
Thinking about that day when she saw Yi Yun hug Xiao Yi Chen's arm, Xiao Yi Chen hadn't actually push her away, her heart had hurt.
An Ge said: "This subordinate has something for mistress."
Mo Xiang raised an eyebrow, looking at An Ge in curiosity, mistress was currently a wealthy woman, she had everything she wanted, An Ge, you won't be able to curry favour this way!
An Ge took a small silk brocade bag from his chest and handed it to Ji Ling Xue, Ji Ling Xue took it and opened it, unexpectedly it was a human mask as thin as a cicada's wing.
This was something that was hard to get even with money, Ji Ling Xue's eyes brightened, "Where did you get it?"
An Ge smiled scratching his head: "There's someone who can make human masks among the secret guards, I got him to make an extra one, now it's come in handy."
Him and Ji Ling Xue were considered "dead people", they couldn't use their original appearance in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Ji Ling Xue smiled: "I really like this gift, thank you."
Three days later, Xiao Yi Chen carried a pot of wine up the mountain to the lone grave in the dim of the night, he swayed as he walked, his cheeks were red, he was rather heavily intoxicated.
"Xue Er, this prince has come to see you..." He bent over, sitting on the ground, his hand against the gravestone, like he was stroking his beloved's forehead.
Xiao Yi Chen poured the wine in his hand onto the ground, smiling: "Xue Er, this rice wine is quite good, have a taste!"
His gaze swept over the grass on the ground, he paused, something seemed to be missing, where was the herb he planted?
Xiao Yi Chen blinked, his tipsiness disappeared quite a bit, under the moonlight, there was still a messy patch of grass, Xiao Yi Chen stood up staggering forward, bent over he walked around the grave, he still couldn't find it.
The gates of Quanyin temple was knocked on, it was now still after nine at night, a young monk quickly came to open the gate, he only saw a drunkard sleeping at the door.
The next day, Xiao Yi Chen awoke to the sound of Buddhist scripture being chanted, an old man ran his hand along his white beard smiling at Xiao Yi Chen: "Prince, you're awake!"
Xiao Yi Chen looked left and right, "Where am I?"
The old monk said: "This is this old monk's room, last night prince fell asleep intoxicated at the doors of the temple, this old monk made the decision to let prince stay."
Xiao Yi Chen rubbed his forehead, suddenly remembering something he asked: "Is Mo Xiang here?"
The old monk said: "This temple doesn't allow for female visitors to stay, miss Mo Xiang lives in the wooden house behind the temple."
Biding farewell to the old monk, Xiao Yi Chen walked to the door of the wood house under the first rays of the sun, the red huanhun herb was stuck in a coloured glass pot on the window, Xiao Yi Chen narrowed his eyes, knocking on the door.
Mo Xiang opened the door in confusion looking at the beard covered and somewhat dispirited face of Xiao Yi Chen, "Prince...prince?!"
Xiao Yi Chen nodded, pointing at the huanhun herb at the window, "Why did you plant it here?"
Mo Xiang: "This herb was picked from mistress's grave, this servant thinks it looks very nice, so I placed it at the window, is there a problem?"
Xiao Yi Chen looked past Mo Xiang's shoulder into the house, "Can this prince take a seat inside?"
Mo Xiang gave way for Xiao Yi Chen to enter the house, she was so glad, fortunately mistress had left last night with Ang Ge, otherwise they would have been discovered.
Xiao Yi Chen found a chair and sat down, his gaze fell on the huanhun herb at the window, "Tell this prince about your mistress."
Mo Xiang picked a few things from Ji Ling Xue's childhood to tell him, Xiao Yi Chen supported his head with his hand, after all he hadn't actually slept last night.
Mo Xiang said: "Princes...is mistress very important to you, but why would you suspect mistress over the death of imperial concubine Qing, and sent her to be held in prison?"
iao Yi Chen looked pensive.
Yi Yun gritted her teeth as she looked at Xiao Yi Chen's wan and sallow appearance, she couldn't bear it, she mustered the courage to hold Xiao Yi Chen's hand smiling: "Prince, you still have me."
Ji Ling Xue, as well as Ji Yu Qing, they were merely passer-bys, but I'm different, I will always be by your side, I will protect you and walk with you while you grief, I will help you complete your cause.
Xiao Yi Chen recovered his thoughts, he lowered his head to look at Yi Yun who's eyes were filled with hope and anticipation, he took back his hand, he turned to look at An Ge lying in a puddle of blood.
Only then did Yi Yun come to notice something strange in the room and looked around, following Xiao Yi Chen's gaze, her eyes grew wide seeing the figure lying in the pool of black blood, black blood even flowed from the corners of his eyes, it looked extremely terrifying.
Yi Yun cried out in fear: "Ah!"
How come there was a dead person in the room! They had also died in such a terrifying manner of bleeding from the seven apertures?
Xiao Yi Chen's exhausted voice came floating over, "This is a secret guard this prince arranged to be by concubine Xue's side, before this prince left I ordered him to look after concubine Xue, I didn't imagine he would go against my orders and directly bury concubine Xue, he has taken his life in apology." This explained why An Ge had died here.
Yi Yun patted her chest to compose herself, "Such a loyal servant, prince should give him a proper burial."
Xiao Yi Chen gave a sneer, "This kind of subordinate who dares to go against his master ought to die, throw him to be buried in a mound." He tossed his sleeve and left, half way, he turned to ask Yi Yun who had rushed after him, "Why hasn't this prince seen Mo Xiang?"
Mo Xiang was Ji Ling Xue's personal maid, could something have happened to her?
Yi Yun said: "The day concubine Xue was buried, Mo Xiang asked me if she could stay at Guanyin temple to meditate, to help concubine Xue find peace."
Xiao Yi Chen nodded, he turned and left.
Yi Yun couldn't help cry out: "Prince, where are you going?"
Xiao Yi Chen only gave Yi Yun his back, his figure had already disappeared.
Yi Yun looked at the sky sighing lightly.
An Ge's body was disposed of by the secret guards, the originally sunny and cloudless sky was suddenly covered in dense black clouds, there were rumblings of thunder, raindrops as big as soybeans poured down onto the ground, a pair of black boots slowly walked through the rain, stepping on the grass soaked by the rain, through the winding mountain path they stopped in front of a lone grave.
On the gravestone the red words `Ji Ling Xue` were engraved.
Trembling fingers touched the gravestone, slowly moving down, delicately tracing the three words on the gravestone.
Xiao Yi Chen voice was deep, "It's raining, Xue Er, are you used to being here alone, I went to find huanhun herb...did I come too late..."
The bright red huanhun herb was slightly crooked from the rain beating down, Xiao Yi Chen crouched down, personally planting the huanhun herb in front of the gravestone.
Xiao Yi Chen said: "Xue Er, this prince can probably not come and see you for a very long time, let this plant accompany you, just wait, this prince will bring their heads to you so you can be at peace." Towards the end, Xiao Yi Chen's words were filled with a killing intent.
The rain drowned out his promise, burying them into the ground.
After the thunderstorm, the sky gradually turned blue, the bright red huanhun grass swayed in the wind and rain in front of the gravestone, a pair of white boots walked out from behind the tomb, following Xiao Yi Chen's figure in the distance for some time, she crouched down, carefully digging up the huanhun herb.
Inside the small wood house at the back of Guanyin temple, there was the smell of medicine, the pair of white boots were covered in quite a bit of mud, quickly they entered the house, "Mistress, this servant has returned."
A light cough came from inside the house, "Mo Xiang, has An Ge arrived...cough...what's in your hand?" Her voice was crisp as a bell, if Xiao Yi Chen was here right now, he would be so shocked, wasn't this Ji Ling Xue who had already been buried.
That day in the prison, Ji Ling Xue looked at the moonlight coming through the barred window, she had already made a decision, she needed to leave the prince's residence, leave Xiao Yi Chen, the only way was through death.
That night when An Ge came to see her, Ji Ling Xue had asked An Ge a few questions before telling him her plan and made him swear to not tell anyone, afterwards Ji Ling Xue feigned death by taking medication and quietly fell asleep, she didn't think Xiao Yi Chen had such deep feelings for her, he held her the entire time, the effect of the medicine almost passed.
Later when Xiao Yi Chen left the residence to find the huanhun herb which can bring the dead back to life, An Ge went to ask Yi Yun to bury Ji Ling Xue earlier, Yi Yun was now the second master of the residence, she was very careful about everything in the residence, she had also personally arranged the funeral for Ji Yu Qing.
Hearing An Ge's request, she gave consent without much consideration, that's how she could escape.
Mo Xiang placed the huanhun herb into a pot and placed it in front of Ji Ling Xue: "I went to the grave just now, this was personally planted by the prince."
A performance had to be done properly, this personal maid of Ji Ling Xue naturally should appear at the grave and cry, only she didn't expect Xiao Yi Chen to come so soon and leave so quickly.
Ji Ling Xue curled her lips, taking the pot from Mo Xiang's hand she glanced at it, her finger lightly touched the petal, a stab of pain came from the tip of her finger, Ji Ling Xue frowned, a drop of red blood coagulated on the tip of her finger, it dripped onto the leaf and was soon absorbed by it.
Ji Ling Xue's forehead burst into sweat as she looked at the strange scene in front of her, where did Xiao Yi Chen find such a strange herb to plant before her grave?
Ji Ling Xue said: "Take it away." She wanted to be away from that herb a little.
From outside came the sound of knocking, An Ge's voice sounded, "Mistress."
Mo Xiang ran to the door her arms crossed she looked at the drenched through An Ge who was rather sorry looking, "Why have you just come, mistress waited for you for so long."
An Ge laughed, using his inner strength he evaporated the water from his clothes, then did he enter the house, Ji Ling Xue leaned on the bed lazily: "An Ge, what's happening outside?"
She had been at the temple for three days, it wasn't convenient for her to reveal herself to others right now, she didn't know the movements or security of the capital at all.
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An Ge said: "Three days ago Chi Feng grabbed the spies in the residence and interrogated them through the night, today when the prince returned he asked about you, he doesn't seem to be doing well..."
An Ge: Mistress, prince has you in his heart, your fake death has impacted the prince a lot, the prince is wan and sallow like a ghost, mistress, prince appears to be struggling a lot and is very heartbroken, why didn't you tell him about faking your death?
Ji Ling Xue couldn't hear what An Ge was thinking, she gave an en: "We ought to leave."
She had stayed here to wait for An Ge to get away, now everyone was here, it was time to do something,
Mo Xiang asked: "Mistress, where are we going?"
Ji Ling Xue said: "Go to save someone."
Dongqi was currently looking for a reason to start a war with Dayan, Ru Ge would face a lot of danger coming to Dongqi, her and Ru Ge were sworn siblings, she couldn't just stand by and watch something happen to him.
As for Xiao Yi Chen, grief will always pass, didn't he still have Yi Yun by his side, he'll be fine without her as usual.
Thinking about that day when she saw Yi Yun hug Xiao Yi Chen's arm, Xiao Yi Chen hadn't actually push her away, her heart had hurt.
An Ge said: "This subordinate has something for mistress."
Mo Xiang raised an eyebrow, looking at An Ge in curiosity, mistress was currently a wealthy woman, she had everything she wanted, An Ge, you won't be able to curry favour this way!
An Ge took a small silk brocade bag from his chest and handed it to Ji Ling Xue, Ji Ling Xue took it and opened it, unexpectedly it was a human mask as thin as a cicada's wing.
This was something that was hard to get even with money, Ji Ling Xue's eyes brightened, "Where did you get it?"
An Ge smiled scratching his head: "There's someone who can make human masks among the secret guards, I got him to make an extra one, now it's come in handy."
Him and Ji Ling Xue were considered "dead people", they couldn't use their original appearance in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Ji Ling Xue smiled: "I really like this gift, thank you."
Three days later, Xiao Yi Chen carried a pot of wine up the mountain to the lone grave in the dim of the night, he swayed as he walked, his cheeks were red, he was rather heavily intoxicated.
"Xue Er, this prince has come to see you..." He bent over, sitting on the ground, his hand against the gravestone, like he was stroking his beloved's forehead.
Xiao Yi Chen poured the wine in his hand onto the ground, smiling: "Xue Er, this rice wine is quite good, have a taste!"
His gaze swept over the grass on the ground, he paused, something seemed to be missing, where was the herb he planted?
Xiao Yi Chen blinked, his tipsiness disappeared quite a bit, under the moonlight, there was still a messy patch of grass, Xiao Yi Chen stood up staggering forward, bent over he walked around the grave, he still couldn't find it.
The gates of Quanyin temple was knocked on, it was now still after nine at night, a young monk quickly came to open the gate, he only saw a drunkard sleeping at the door.
The next day, Xiao Yi Chen awoke to the sound of Buddhist scripture being chanted, an old man ran his hand along his white beard smiling at Xiao Yi Chen: "Prince, you're awake!"
Xiao Yi Chen looked left and right, "Where am I?"
The old monk said: "This is this old monk's room, last night prince fell asleep intoxicated at the doors of the temple, this old monk made the decision to let prince stay."
Xiao Yi Chen rubbed his forehead, suddenly remembering something he asked: "Is Mo Xiang here?"
The old monk said: "This temple doesn't allow for female visitors to stay, miss Mo Xiang lives in the wooden house behind the temple."
Biding farewell to the old monk, Xiao Yi Chen walked to the door of the wood house under the first rays of the sun, the red huanhun herb was stuck in a coloured glass pot on the window, Xiao Yi Chen narrowed his eyes, knocking on the door.
Mo Xiang opened the door in confusion looking at the beard covered and somewhat dispirited face of Xiao Yi Chen, "Prince...prince?!"
Xiao Yi Chen nodded, pointing at the huanhun herb at the window, "Why did you plant it here?"
Mo Xiang: "This herb was picked from mistress's grave, this servant thinks it looks very nice, so I placed it at the window, is there a problem?"
Xiao Yi Chen looked past Mo Xiang's shoulder into the house, "Can this prince take a seat inside?"
Mo Xiang gave way for Xiao Yi Chen to enter the house, she was so glad, fortunately mistress had left last night with Ang Ge, otherwise they would have been discovered.
Xiao Yi Chen found a chair and sat down, his gaze fell on the huanhun herb at the window, "Tell this prince about your mistress."
Mo Xiang picked a few things from Ji Ling Xue's childhood to tell him, Xiao Yi Chen supported his head with his hand, after all he hadn't actually slept last night.
Mo Xiang said: "Princes...is mistress very important to you, but why would you suspect mistress over the death of imperial concubine Qing, and sent her to be held in prison?"
