Chapter 457: Seeking but not getting
February night.
The moonlight is clean and bright.
The snow on the vermilion palace walls had not yet melted, and when the wind blew, it was freezing cold.
The long alley leading from the palace gate to the palace is hidden in the shadows of the red walls on both sides and is dimly lit.
Nanny Jin walked briskly in front, holding a lantern.
A man in a purple and gold brocade robe followed behind.
The road to the palace is winding.
When they arrived at the viewing pavilion in the Imperial Garden, Nanny Jin stopped and reported to the bright yellow figure standing quietly in front of the pavilion with his hands behind his back, then bowed and stepped aside.
"Your Majesty, the King of Mobei has arrived."
The woman turned slowly, and some moonlight sprinkled down, reflecting her cold face and eyes as cold as a river.
When I saw it, my heart felt a chill.
Wen Renjing curled up his cold fingertips and spoke with a slightly hoarse voice, "Feng Lin."
"King Mobei, I just want to ask you one question: was it you who moved the imperial mausoleum of Xiling?" the woman asked.
Wen Renjing was silent for a moment, then uttered three words with difficulty, "I'm sorry."
This apology was an admission of what he had done.
"I'm sorry?" Feng Lin raised his lips, his voice stern. "Wenren Jing, for so many years, I have regarded you as a friend, and this is what you give me in return?"
"Feng Lin, whether you believe it or not, I have never thought of becoming your enemy."
"You've declared war on Xiling by disturbing the imperial mausoleum of Xiling!"
Wenren Jing was speechless.
He held a high position of power in Beixiang and was a powerful official of the country. Naturally, he knew the consequences of disturbing the imperial tomb.
Now facing the accusations, there is no way to refute them.
After a long moment, he spoke again, his dark eyes fixed on the figure ten steps away. He said in a low voice, "Feng Lin, things have come to this point and there's no turning back. Please tell me what you want from me."
"What do I want from you? That's ridiculous! You came to Xiling and I treated you with all due courtesy, yet you secretly disturbed the peace of my royal ancestors! How dare you come before me and say such things so brazenly!" Feng Lin finished speaking, then suddenly drew the sword from his waist and charged straight at Wen Renjing. "You're being so provocative and humiliating, yet you're still pretending to be so in my presence! Wen Renjing, you're relying on the fact that I'm in this position and need to be vigilant and consider the overall situation!"
"Feng Lin!" Wen Renjing pursed his lips and quickly retreated to avoid it.
The woman was just as fast as him and was pressing forward.
The moonlight was clear and calm, and those beautiful eyes under the moonlight were no longer cold and peaceful as before. They were now sharp and cold, full of murderous intent.
Wen Renjing felt cold all over, and in that instant he was distracted, the tip of the woman's sword pierced his left chest.
He grasped the blade and paused, the soft blade arcing between them.
Staring into the woman's eyes, Wen Renjing's lips twitched, bitterness spreading in his mouth, "Feng Lin, you want to kill me?"
The woman remained silent, her eyes were cold and calm. The bloody smell gushing from his chest did not soften her eyes in the slightest.
Her hand holding the hilt of the sword was as white as jade, and there was not a trace of trembling.
Wen Renjing's hand trembled, and the fingers holding the blade slowly loosened.
puff--
Without the restraint, the soft blade immediately pierced through the chest and went all the way to the hilt.
Without hesitation.
Pain spread in circles around his heart. Wen Renjing stared at the face so close to him and smiled palely, "Ah Lin, after all these years, this is the first time you and I are this close."
The woman listened in confusion, emphasizing each word, "Wenren Jing, from this moment on, you and I are strangers!"
After saying this, the woman drew her sword and retreated, turning around without looking back, "Madam Jin, please show me the guest!"
The white marble floor was dotted with black spots that smelled of blood.
The night wind in February is still cold.
Wen Renjing stood in the cold wind, looking at the gradually disappearing figure, and did not move for a long time.
Suddenly it felt ridiculous.
He Wen Renjing has been active in conspiracy and intrigue for half his life, and emotions are also a tool for him to make money.
In this situation, the country and the people are the most important, and feelings are dispensable.
But he only likes her, even if it is not pure, it is sincere.
Therefore, I am willing to accompany you as a friend and never force you.
Even so, she abandoned him like a worn-out shoe.
In this life, I only give my true heart once, but I can't get it.
After all, it couldn't move her at all.
He forced himself to walk out of the palace despite being seriously injured, but he was already at the end of his strength, and his tall body collapsed with a loud bang.
"Master!" Feiyun, who was waiting beside the carriage, flew over. When he smelled the strong smell of blood on his master, his face changed drastically. "Master, you are injured? Was it the Queen who did it?! How dare she—!"
"Shut up!" Grasping Feiyun's wrist tightly with one hand, Wen Renjing gritted his teeth to maintain the last bit of clarity, "I encountered an assassin on my way back to Beixiang. It has nothing to do with her!"
Feiyun's chest was heaving, but he didn't dare to go against his master's wishes. He carried him on the carriage and went straight to the villa to treat his injuries first.
If something happens to the master here, even if he doesn't say anything, Beixiang will never let Xiling go!
By then, Xiling will never have peace again!
The imperial palace bedroom.
The inner hall is brightly lit with candles.
Feng Lin took off his dragon robe and changed into casual clothes. His face was calm and no trace of his fluctuating emotions could be seen.
Nanny Jin brought some hot water and carefully washed her hands, cleaning away the blood stains. "Your Majesty, you were a bit impulsive tonight. If word of this reaches Beixiang, it will definitely cause chaos."
But it does make me feel relieved.
Unfortunately, we still can’t let Wenren Jing die here.
Feng Lin lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Being impulsive has its advantages. The imperial mausoleum was secretly broken into, and this news is known to the entire court. As the Emperor of Xiling, I cannot let this go. Stabbing Wenren Jing today can not only silence the voices in the court, but also conceal the actions of Yu'er and others. The world will only remember Wenren Jing as the one who disturbed my Xiling imperial mausoleum."
Nanny Jin slapped her head.
Look how old and confused she is.
If the actions of the young master and his party were to be judged, they would be no less serious than those of Wenren Jing.
Yan Huan led people to repair the big hole in the imperial tomb, and it took more than a month to complete it.
Naturally, the blame must be put on Wenren Jing.
After washing his hands, Feng Lin walked to the desk in the outer hall, ordered Nanny Jin to bring a lantern for lighting, and then picked up the pen to revise the book.
Nanny Jin took a look from the side and caught a glimpse of the first line of words: Presented in person by Emperor Beixiang.
"Your Majesty, are you delivering a letter to the Emperor of Beixiang?"
Feng Lin hummed, "The King of Mobei in Beixiang has disturbed my Xiling Imperial Mausoleum. This cannot be taken lightly. Although the overall situation must be considered, the reputation of Xiling must also be restored. Beixiang must compensate for this."
Nanny Jin nodded immediately, agreeing immensely, "Your Majesty is wise!"
While the diplomatic relations between the two major countries were in jeopardy, the vegetable seeds that Tianbao and Bai Yu had been taking care of for more than a month had already come to an end.
Vegetable seeds planted with space soil and space water germinate the fastest and grow the best, and can be cooked right after picking.
Ordinary soil plus space water is second best.
The growth rate of space soil and ordinary water planting is third.
Ordinary soil and water planting is the worst. Affected by the season and temperature, not even buds emerge.
"As you expected, the water and soil you brought out are indeed effective." Bai Yu squatted in front of the two wooden boxes, speaking thoughtfully. "Tianbao, this is the result of the experiment, but... this may not be the only use of the water and soil. There may be other uses."
"Anything else?" Tianbao's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood the young man's intention.
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