Chapter 119 Returning Home

"Who could have thought that at the most critical moment, my father would wake up? This allowed me to take the throne of the Crown Prince legitimately, and I wouldn't have to bear eternal infamy."

Lu Qiaoxiao's mind moved slightly. This is how things are in the world. The right time, place and people are all essential.

Wei Mingzhu's eyes suddenly became long and she sighed softly in the wind, "Senior Brother is in the Lake Heart Pavilion, where I used to study with him—"

"The imperial physician said this is a cold poison. There is currently no antidote. Whether it can be cured depends on how strong your life is."

"Go and see him."

Lu Qiaoxiao stood still.

"Anything else?" Wei Mingzhu glanced at her.

"Your Highness, Qiao Xiao does have something to ask. I beg Your Highness to fulfill it for the sake of your long-standing friendship with Changjue."

"If this disease has no cure, please allow Changjue to leave the palace. I want to take him home." Lu Qiaoxiao clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves.

She was always worried about him being in the palace.

If, he really has such a day——

She would also stay by his side steadfastly, just as he always treated her gently and firmly.

From silently guarding her without asking about the future to holding her hand and accompanying her through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

After a while, Wei Mingzhu shifted her gaze to the half-burned incense stick in the stove next to her.

Lu Qiaoxiao took a deep breath and said calmly:

"Your Highness, if there is any turmoil in the court in the future, Qiao Xiao will be at your beck and call at any time and follow your lead."

"I promise with my life that all the people in Yong'an Marquis' Mansion will obey your orders and serve you." Lu Qiaoxiao knelt down and bowed, his forehead touching the ground, refusing to look up.

This was done for her and Shen Yuheng, as well as for the lives of her family.

The dynasty's new move inevitably had some people jealous and eager to attack and form factions. She had to tie the position of the Xiangfu and Yong'an Houfu closely to the future emperor to avoid eroding the old friendship.

After all, when you reach that position, you will inevitably have more concerns.

Wei Mingzhu stared at the person sitting below her and spoke slowly, "Commander Lu, I was indeed right about you."

"There is one thing I haven't told you in advance. I have already removed the thorn in the Yong'an Marquis's mansion for you."

Lu Qiaoxiao's eyes moved slightly. She remembered that Lu Wenpei seemed to have been sent on a mission by the City Defense Department a few days ago, and she hadn't seen him for several days.

I only heard Wei Mingzhu continue in a low voice:

"And the one in the Prime Minister's Mansion, my senior brother was unconscious and woke up again, and he can't stand hearing these dirty things."

"Brother was soft-hearted in this regard. Seeing that he was his brother, he ultimately did not kill him, and instead brought disaster upon himself."

"He is afraid, but I am not." The woman sitting in the East Palace had a hint of coldness and cruelty in her eyes.

Lu Qiaoxiao bowed again calmly, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your consideration for us."

——

As the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, Wei Mingzhu ordered that Shen Yuheng, the Prime Minister and the Crown Prince's Tutor, be sent back to the Prime Minister's Residence to recuperate, and that he not be required to come to court again until he recovered.

Anyone familiar with the laws of officialdom knows that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is reminding everyone that Prime Minister Shen is still Prime Minister Shen, and no matter what his circumstances, his position is unbreakable.

On the carriage on the way home, Lu Qiaoxiao carefully placed Shen Yuheng on her legs and held his hand tightly, just as he had once held her in his arms.

Shen Yuheng sensed a slight movement and slowly opened his eyes: "Qingzhi..."

The voice was so weak that it made Lu Qiaoxiao's heart ache. The man who was so powerful in the court and came to save her with blood, could only lie weakly in her arms now.

"Husband, let me take you home, please." Her voice trembled slightly, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

She clenched the man's palm and turned her face away slightly, unable to bear to look any longer.

Shen Yuheng smiled with the corners of his lips pulled: "Qingzhi, in the past, if I could get one more glance from you, I would be happy for a long time."

"Now, you call me husband, call me Ah Heng. Even if I die immediately, I will have no regrets in this life." His voice trembled slightly, and his wrists also shook constantly.

Once the cold poison takes effect, the internal organs feel as if they are being pulled with great force, causing such pain that people break out in cold sweats.

Lu Qiaoxiao's voice choked with sobs: "You are not allowed to say such things. You will not die. If you dare to die, Shen Changjue, I tell you, you will regret it in this life."

"There are still many things I want to do with you, and many beautiful sights I haven't seen with you. You have to live well."

"You must live well."

Lu Qiaoxiao originally wanted to threaten him, for example, saying that if he dared to die, he would find a man to marry and would never remember him again, Shen Changjue.

But after hesitating for a long time, she finally gave in.

She was afraid—

I was afraid that he would actually nod in agreement.

Shen Yuheng suddenly smiled. "Since you've begged me like this, how could I possibly refuse?"

"When I think about spending every day of the rest of my life with you, I feel that my life is rich." The man's voice was forbearing and restrained.

Lu Qiaoxiao's tears fell heavily: "Jiang Shizi - there are good doctors at my grandmother's side. I have found them one by one. Doctor Xiao is also here -"

"They'll develop a cure—they will."

Shen Yuheng raised his hand and touched the corner of her eyes, with a tired look between his brows: "Don't cry, my dear."

How could he bear to leave her alone in the world?

The pain was like a torrent crashing through his internal organs, and Shen Yuheng closed his eyes tiredly.

Seeing him like this, Lu Qiaoxiao felt heartbroken. She held the man tightly in her arms and stopped disturbing him from resting.

——

Half a month later:

Lu Qiaoxiao received a letter from Guanglin Temple, signed by Master Yuanyi. He opened the letter and saw only a few big words on the paper: Let's meet at the old place at noon tomorrow.

Lu Qiaoxiao closed the letter, feeling confused.

Shen Yuheng's condition has not improved, and she has been by his side day and night these days, taking care of him personally.

But every time she saw his painful expression while trying hard to restrain and endure it, she felt for the first time what it meant to feel heartbroken.

Master Yuanyi.

She repeated the name in her mind, maybe he could find a way.

He could tell at a glance that Shen Yuheng was a person who had lived two lives. Someone who could see through the secrets of heaven might be able to save Shen Yuheng's life?

With this idea in mind, Lu Qiaoxiao went to Guanglin Temple again, but this time, her heart was heavier than any other time.

She had a hard life in her previous life, but when she came to the temple, a place of peace and tranquility, she could still feel a little joy in the quietness.

Today, it is still the ancient Xuan Zhong Temple. The sunlight leaks through the shadows of the trees and sprinkles on the bluestone surface.

Faced with such beautiful scenery, she remained indifferent and even felt a little sad in her heart.

She couldn't help but think of the time when she finished watching Lu Xiuzhu's joke and walked down this bluestone road. Shen Yuheng came over with an umbrella, and the skylight was reflected in his cold eyes.

Swallowing the bitterness in his heart, Lu Qiaoxiao walked into Master Yuanyi's meditation room, but did not see Master Yuanyi.

She walked forward a few steps and looked at a piece of paper with words on it placed on the table. It was held down by a small bottle with a sandalwood bracelet tied around the neck of the bottle.

She felt a little confused. Why did Master Yuanyi guide her here but disappear himself?

She leaned forward to take a closer look. The ink on the paper was fresh and the handwriting was powerful and rugged:

You are born at a certain time, and you also have a certain number of deaths. To go against the will of heaven and change your fate is to bring regret to the whole world and to comfort the hearts of those who have passed away.

Lu Qiaoxiao savored the meaning behind these words.

My breathing unconsciously became heavier.

She didn't delay any longer, took her things and hurried out. When she arrived, she walked to the front of the Buddhist temple and bowed devoutly to the Buddha statues.

In her previous life, when she was in such a desperate situation, she never thought of asking the Buddha for anything.

But now, she wanted to ask the Bodhisattva and the gods to bless Shen Yuheng and let him survive, safe and healthy.

May you live a long life.

Even if his life span depends on her.

After reciting these words silently, Lu Qiaoxiao took a deep breath, turned around and left.

Not far away, under the rustling shadows of the trees, a pair of eyes followed the woman as she walked down the steps step by step until she could no longer be seen.

Is this worth it? You've gone against fate, and the price you pay is staying here forever.

After a while, a whisper blended into the wind:

"I don't know, but if I don't do it, I will definitely regret it."

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