Chapter 219:
Jingwu took the tea, drank a sip, and the aroma of the tea lingered on her lips and teeth.
She looked up at him and asked, "How's the situation in the underworld going?"
Yue Huai continued his work and said, "That's about it. I've already found out the lair of the evil god's main body. We can head there in a couple of days."
Jingwu nodded slightly and looked at him, saying, "During this time, the evil god has been unusually well-behaved and hasn't come out to do any evil, which has made it impossible for me to trace his true form. Fortunately, you've found it. In a couple of days, we'll definitely be able to kill him in one fell swoop."
Yue Huai was taken aback for a moment, a ripple flashing in his eyes, before he quickly regained his composure and poured her some more tea.
Jingwu received no response from him, so he turned to look at him, feeling puzzled.
Normally, he would have agreed immediately and discussed the details with her, so why is he not responding at all today?
Jingwu was puzzled. Could it be that he wanted to go alone?
"What are you thinking about? The tea's getting cold, drink it quickly." Yue Huai interrupted her thoughts and placed the tea in front of her. "There are still some things to finish in the Underworld, I'll be leaving later. Awu, take a good rest these next few days."
Jingwu stared at him for a long time, swallowing his words several times before finally speaking, "Do you intend to go and slay the evil god alone?"
Yue Huai paused in his tea-pouring motion, nearly spilling the tea. He quickly put the tea down, smiled, and said, "Why would you think that?"
He looked up at the person in front of him, but dared not meet their bright eyes.
Jingwu stared straight at him without saying a word. Hearing his words, she was certain that this was indeed his plan.
Otherwise, he would have already refuted himself.
Yue Huai withdrew his gaze, gave a dry laugh, and said, "The evil god's power hasn't fully recovered yet. I can handle it by myself, so you don't need to make another trip."
Jingwu, of course, didn't believe him. But she also knew that if she told the person in front of her directly, he definitely wouldn't agree.
Instead, we should come up with a plan that can satisfy both sides.
Jingwu took a small sip of tea, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Where is the lair of the evil god?"
"In Yingshan, a thousand miles away."
Jingwu's eyes darted around before he said, "You haven't been to this mountain before, so it's best not to go there rashly. What if the evil god has set a trap there? Wouldn't that be like a lamb entering a tiger's den?"
She watched as the person in front of her sat up straight and said, "Why don't we lure it out, set up a formation in the city, and kill it in one fell swoop? What do you think?"
Yue Huai listened to her words and thought they made sense. Although they could win by fighting head-on, they couldn't rule out the possibility that the evil god would play dirty tricks.
He nodded slightly: "That's a good idea. Tell me, how should we lure him out?"
Jingwu waved to him and whispered in his ear for a long time.
After a moment, she sat up straight and looked at the person in front of her, saying, "If this plan is to succeed, we'll have to make use of Prince Hui and Prince Yu."
“That old codger Prince Yu has been staying indoors ever since last time, I don’t know what he’s up to at home.” Yue Huai’s lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with disdain. “As for Prince Hui, he’s easy to control. He’s quick-tempered and impulsive. He’s only been able to live this long because of His Majesty’s favor.”
Jingwu nodded slightly and chuckled, "Then let's do it our way. In the next few days, we'll spread the word, and once you've finished dealing with things in the Underworld, we'll begin."
"Okay." Yue Huai looked at her face and agreed firmly, unintentionally taking her hand in his.
Jingwu noticed the warmth coming from the back of his hand and looked at it in surprise.
She looked at the large, well-defined hand resting on hers, her cheeks flushed, but she didn't pull her hand away.
She looked away, somewhat embarrassed, and stared at the ground.
Yue Huai also sensed something was wrong and immediately pulled his hand back, scratching his head awkwardly: "Well, I'll go back to the Underworld first."
"Okay." Jingwu immediately replied, and after watching the person next to him disappear, he reached out and touched his burning cheeks.
What happened? We just touched hands, how did your face get so hot?
Could it be... that I'm shy?
Jingwu's eyes widened instantly at the thought. She pulled the blanket over her head and rubbed herself vigorously a couple of times before slowly calming down.
She knew very well that she liked Yue Huai, but the scenes she saw in the underworld were also deeply imprinted in her mind.
Yue Huai had a woman named A Wu in his heart. Although she was very likely his past life, he would never take things any further with her until he figured it out.
Thinking this, Jingwu took two deep breaths to suppress the burning heat in his heart.
To distract herself, she immediately chanted a spell and glanced at the scene in the mourning hall.
She watched as Shao Wanyan floated pitifully beside the coffin, Jing Shu crouched fearfully in the corner, and Jing Ming had only fainted from fright and had not yet woken up.
She twitched her lips sharply, disappointed, and stopped looking.
She thought Shao Wanyan was going to do something drastic, but she only scared the two of them, which really disappointed her.
Forget it, let's just send her back to the underworld.
Jingwu thought this and immediately did it.
After they sent her back to the underworld, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
The body lay in state for three days. During these days, Jingwu kept the father and daughter locked in the mourning hall, sending them food every day.
On the fourth day, when Shao Wanyan's funeral was held, the barrier was finally opened.
Jingwu watched as his aunt brought in the mourning clothes, then pouted, looking like he didn't want to wear them.
Ruan Chongyue looked at her and comforted her softly, "She is, after all, your mother. We still have to put on a show. Your uncle and I bought a prime burial site in the west of the city and buried your mother there. It's closer to us, so we can burn some paper money for her during festivals."
Hearing her aunt's words of not holding grudges, Jingwu felt very puzzled. She looked up at the person in front of her and asked, "Aunt, she has hurt you so many times, don't you really mind at all?"
Ruan Chongyue paused for a moment as she helped her put on her clothes, then smiled with relief.
"Of course I mind, but she was only seven or eight years old when I came into this family. She lost her mother then, and I took care of everything. I raised her like my own daughter, even though there were some unpleasant things later. But after all, she's dead, and everything is in the past."
Hearing this, Jingwu lowered his eyes and chuckled softly.
My aunt was a kind person and treated everyone well. It's just a pity that Shao Wanyan let her down.
"Let's go. Don't listen to your father and Jing Shu when the time comes. Just walk straight ahead."
Ruan Chongyue held her hand and gave her instructions as they walked.
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