Chapter 270 The Conspiracy of the Late Emperor

Shi Dehou was confident in front of Ge Feizhou, and Shi Yu was not testing him.

But in fact, the more he thought about it, the more uncertain he became. It had been seven years since his death, and he had to admit that Shi Yu was no longer the Shi Yu he knew before.

Because of this concern, he did not go to the mourning hall for the next two days. He only asked Nanny Yu to make soup for Wei Qingyan twice a day.

Shi Yu accepted the soup that was sent to him and gave it to Nanny Yu as a reward, saying that Wei Qingyan had no appetite for anything these days and could only drink Nanny Yu's soup.

Yu Ma was also happy and said to him, "My princess, with the friendship we have established over the past few days, you should spend more time with the Crown Princess in the future. With the support of the Crown Princess, the master will definitely come to your courtyard more often.

I think both Prince Rong and the princess are good people. Maybe if you ask them, they can find a famous doctor for the young master."

Shi Dehou seemed to be thinking about something, "The Crown Princess likes the food you cook, so make more tomorrow morning.

We are living under someone else's roof, so you should be more diligent and help out in the kitchen, and take the old ginseng from my box.

Everyone has been working hard these days, so let’s make a big pot of soup for everyone to nourish themselves.”

Yu Ma Ma quickly responded, "I understand."

Tomorrow morning, the Crown Princess's master will be cremated and say his final goodbyes to his relatives. It must be heartbreaking, but even if he is sad, he still needs to fill his stomach, otherwise his body will not be able to bear it.

Speaking of cremation, she recalled what she had just heard when she delivered the soup, "Princess, I heard that Prince Rong went to a nearby temple and invited forty-nine monks.

The kitchen has been instructed to keep the fire going in the kitchen tonight and to keep snacks and hot water available at all times. I think they're going to perform a ritual all night to chant sutras for the deceased."

Shi Dehou was stroking the teacup in his hand. Wei Qingyan was very filial to Yilian.

She said casually, "You said Yizhou isn't the monk's hometown, and the Crown Princess and the others were just passing through here. Why didn't they just take the monk back to the capital and hold the funeral?"

“I heard that the master requested to be cremated and his ashes scattered after his death, but the princess was reluctant to let him go and cried so heartbrokenly that she begged the master to stay for three days.

If we were to bring the Master's Dharmakaya back to the capital, three days wouldn't be enough. I guess this is the reason."

Yu Ma sighed again, "I heard that the master and disciple had a very good relationship. The Crown Princess was so sad that she fainted once."

Shi Dehou also asked Ge Feizhou to find out about this. Seeing that there was no new information, he sent Yu Ma to the kitchen again.

It's time to light the lamps.

Forty-nine monks arrived and gathered around the coffin to chant sutras. The room was filled with the sound of Sanskrit and wooden fish. As soon as Shi Dehou approached, he felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

He knew that this was because his soul and Yanran's body had not yet fully merged and could not withstand the power of the Sanskrit and Buddhist teachings.

But Wei Qingyan rarely allowed people to enter the mourning hall, so how could he miss this opportunity? He signaled Ge Feizhou to go and take a look at the person lying in the coffin under the pretext of burning incense.

Ge Feizhou has been looking for Yilian under Shi Dehou's orders for these years. He has seen her several times, but Yilian escaped every time.

After looking at the person in the coffin, although he was extremely thin, he was indeed the monk he had been trying to catch for several years.

After leaving the mourning hall, he nodded slightly to Shi Dehou in the distance.

Shi Dehou had a severe headache, his heartbeat was unbearable, his soul seemed to be torn out of his body, and the resentful Gu in his body was also affected by the Sanskrit sound, becoming extremely restless.

He had no choice but to move away, feeling a little uneasy, and gave Ge Feizhou a look that told him to go to his room.

Nanny Yu had noticed something was wrong in the past two days. She knew that her princess was involved with a man from outside the family, but when she opened her mouth to offer comfort that day, she was stopped by the princess.

At this moment, seeing the two of them exchanging glances, he had no choice but to pretend that he knew nothing and went to the kitchen to help and left.

As soon as he arrived at the room, Ge Feizhou said, "It is indeed Monk Yilian."

Shi Dehou drank some water, closed his eyes, and calmed his uneasy mind. "If we take action tonight, how likely are you to take the body away?"

After confirming that it was Yilian, he became impatient.

Yilian's corpse is particularly tempting to a cultivator like him.

Needless to say, the merits of the relics, even his ashes can help him greatly improve his cultivation after taking them.

And for some reason, he felt a little uneasy. He always felt that it would be better to get the body as soon as possible so that he could personally watch Yilian's cremation and make sure not to waste any of it.

But Ge Feizhou said, "Less than 30%. Prince Rong and that Wangchen are extraordinary martial artists, and there are dozens of others, both openly and secretly."

Thirty percent, this is not the result that Shi Dehou wants.

If you fail to snatch the body, you will alert the enemy and it will be difficult to take action again.

"Then we'll proceed as planned tomorrow morning."

Wei Qingyan has been drinking the soup sent by Nanny Yu these days. The trigger has been set, and when the time comes, he can control it as he pleases, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The guards' food will also be drugged by Yu Ma's men tomorrow, so the only ones left are Shi Yu and Wang Chen.

"I'll leave Wangchen to you, and I'll take care of Shiyu."

Hearing this, Ge Feizhou was delighted. "Master, have you achieved success?"

"It's still a little lacking in skill, but it's enough to deal with Shi Yu."

The two of them whispered a few more words to each other, and then they heard some noise outside. Ge Feizhou hurried out to check.

Anyway, the people in Prince Rong's Mansion already knew that he and Princess Yanran had a past, so he didn't need to hide it too much.

Not long after, he returned to Shi Dehou and said, "Wei Qingyan fainted. The doctor said it was due to fatigue and excessive grief.

Shi Yu has taken him downstairs to rest, and the mourning hall is being guarded by the Yu family's grandparents and Monk Wangchen."

"I've been traveling all the way from the capital without sleep, and I've been guarding Yilian for several days without even returning to my room. Even the strongest body would get tired."

Ge Feizhou heard the sourness in his tone and understood it after thinking about it.

The master has indulged and doted on Shi Yu and Wei Qingyan for more than ten years, but Yilian has only been with Wei Qingyan for three years.

Wei Qingyan hates his master to the core, but treats Yilian like his own father. No wonder his master feels uncomfortable.

However, it is a good thing that Wei Qingyan is sick. Shi Yu is taking care of her, and she will definitely not get a good rest tonight. Their chances of winning will be greater tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Ge Feizhou felt a lot more relieved.

He then went to the mourning hall and took another look around. Seeing that everything was the same, he pretended to inquire about Wei Qingyan's condition and heard that he was still in a coma.

He was worried, so he went there himself, took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, and handed it to Shi Yu, "You've been nagging me these days. I got this medicine from the Jianghu. I heard it has miraculous effects on heart and blood strain. Do you want to try it?"

Shi Yu's face was full of fatigue. "Thank you."

Ge Feizhou glanced into the room. Although he could only see the foot of the bed, he could see that Wei Qingyan was indeed lying on the bed with his eyes closed. He said nothing more and turned around and left.

The medicine was just an ordinary blood-replenishing medicine. He knew very well that even if he gave him the best medicine, Shi Yu would not give it to Wei Qingyan.

Wei Qingyan is not in a critical situation of life and death. She will recover after a good rest. Shi Yu will not take the risk of giving her medicine of unknown origin.

After confirming what he wanted to confirm, he returned to his room with peace of mind, turned off the lights, and lay down with his sword in his arms and his clothes on.

Wang Chen is not easy to deal with, and he needs to conserve his energy.

He didn't know that when he closed his eyes to rest, Wei Qingyan on the bed opened his eyes.

Wei Qingyan took the water handed to him by Shi Yu, drank it in one gulp, and then lifted the quilt next to him. The body of Monk Yilian suddenly appeared in front of them.

Wei Qingyan helped the man sit up, straightened his clothes, and finally hooked Yilian's stiff and cold hand, "According to your wish, your disciple will send you away now.

I'll make a promise with you again. Don't forget our agreement. In the next life, whether you want me to be your daughter or granddaughter is up to you."

Shi Yu stepped forward and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Let's go. We're waiting outside."