Chapter 200 The Black Constable is Here

A certain prince obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior. He held Yun Qingqing's little hand tightly with both hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Qingqing: ...

Don't you have inner strength? Do you really think I can't see that you're freezing like this on purpose?

But before she could finish her words, the man suddenly leaned forward and pressed his forehead against her shoulder.

"Qingqing, I..." Xiao Changheng's low voice stopped halfway and there was no movement.

Yun Qingqing was stunned.

Even when I saw him healing his wounds alone by the icy pond that day, this man was cold and unwavering.

She had never seen it before, and had never even imagined that this person would one day be so... fragile?

"...What's wrong with you?" She asked subconsciously, "Are you in trouble?"

Xiao Changheng pressed his forehead against her neck and shook his head silently.

He didn't speak for a long time, and Yun Qingqing didn't know what to say, so she could only sit there stiffly and motionless.

She had never faced such a situation in her two lives, and for the first time in her life, she felt overwhelmed.

Fortunately, the road always has an end, and this situation will end when the carriage arrives at the palace.

Yun Qingqing thought silently and simply gave up.

But after a while, Xiao Changheng spoke again in a low voice.

"Thank you... for saving my brother."

Yun Qingqing suddenly understood.

After rescuing the emperor a few days ago, she also prescribed a recuperation prescription that could improve the emperor's weak physique. I think Xiao Changheng already knew about it.

In the eyes of others, this man is a powerful prince with great influence in the court. Many people even believe that he controls the court. If it weren't for his disabled legs, he would have taken his shot at that position long ago.

But in fact, the emperor is like a father to him, and he only wants to protect his brother's kingdom.

He never bothered to explain the misunderstandings from the outside world.

But that day when the emperor was dying and he appeared in the bedroom in a rage, only she could see the anxiety and panic hidden under his mask.

Yun Qingqing lowered her eyes, and the man's perfect profile came into view. Equally clearly visible was the blood-red causal line between the two of them.

She pursed her lips, cleared her throat and spoke softly:

"He is the ruler of a country. His life and death are connected to the fate of the country, and also to the great Dao of heaven and earth. I am only following my heart and upholding the great Dao. You don't need to thank me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Changheng clenched his hands and slowly looked up at her.

"You...is there only the Tao in your heart, with no room for anything else?" His voice was hoarse and dark, and his inky eyes were filled with emotions she couldn't understand.

Yun Qingqing's heart stagnated slightly.

In her previous life, her master often boasted in front of others, saying that her extraordinary talent was rare in a century, but the most precious thing was her true and pure mind. If there was only one person in the entire Xuanmen who could ultimately reach the great way of heaven and earth, it would definitely be her.

However, she died when she was just one step away from the goal that countless generations had spent their entire lives striving for.

Because of this, even if the world's spiritual energy is exhausted and the Xuanmen is declining, she still wants to try her best.

In her new life, she didn't want to let herself down.

Yun Qingqing took a deep breath, drove away the memories in her mind, and secretly recited the Qingxin Jue.

Then he looked directly at Xiao Changheng, nodded, and said without hesitation:

"right."

Then, without waiting for his response, she withdrew her hand, leaned back on the chair, closed her eyes, and said lightly:

"Once the prince has finished his affairs at court, please arrange some time so that we can start treating the leg."

The man beside her didn't move for a long time. Even with her eyes closed, she could still feel his burning gaze on her.

It was not until the carriage stopped at the gate of the palace that she finally heard him speak in a hoarse voice:

"good."

"You decide how to arrange the time. I will fully cooperate!"

…

Xiao Changheng kept his word. From that night on, he turned down all court affairs and left everything to Yun Qingqing.

She gave him acupuncture twice a day, morning and evening, let him take a medicinal bath all day in between, and pasted talismans all over his legs before going to bed at night.

Although it was troublesome and boring, Xiao Changheng did it without hesitation.

Nan Zheng, on the other hand, was in high spirits the whole day, saying that the prince's leg disease had not recurred since the princess entered the palace, and that he would soon be completely cured.

However, Nan Zheng’s happiness did not last long because his monthly salary was deducted because he stepped left first when entering the door, and he was no longer happy.

The mountain temple in Zhiluo has been becoming more and more popular recently, and she has to rush back from time to time. Therefore, every time Yun Qingqing finishes her acupuncture in the morning, she still goes to Tianming Pavilion on time to take charge.

One day, as she walked to the door of Tianming Pavilion, she saw a dark-skinned handsome constable pacing around the door like a headless fly.

He kept muttering:

"I remember correctly, the last time I came here, it was right between this restaurant and the pastry shop... Isn't it said that if you ask for it, you can find it? I'm so sincere, why can't I get in..."

Yun Qingqing burst out laughing:

"Is it possible that you came too early and my Tianming Pavilion hasn't opened for business yet?"

Yan Haochu turned around suddenly and said in surprise:

"Master Qingyun! I finally found you!"

Yun Qingqing curled her lips and pointed at the door:

"Let's go in and talk."

Yan Haochu looked back at the big sign of "Tianming Pavilion" that suddenly appeared in front of him, his mouth wide open. It was not until Yun Qingqing walked past him calmly that he hurriedly followed her.

After sitting down, Yun Qingqing poured him a cup of tea and said straight to the point:

"It seems that you have encountered that case again."

Yan Haochu took a breath:

"Is that it?"

He clearly remembered that when he first met Yun Qingqing, she said that he would soon encounter an unsolved case, which would seriously implicate him and even cost him his life.

Yun Qingqing nodded, then shook her head:

"But... your luck has really changed dramatically. Although that case is quite difficult, at most you'll just get a few slaps with the cane and a fine. It's not a big deal."

Yan Haochu: ...

Is this not a big deal? He is a poor little constable. A beating is fine, but a fine is a death sentence!

He scratched his head with a sad face:

"Master, you're so awesome, can you please help me out? I have parents and children to support, and they all rely on that little monthly allowance for food. If you're fining me, you might as well give me a few more beatings!"

Yun Qingqing raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile:

"Is there a child below?"