Chapter 194 What's the point of going back to the mountain? I slept for three days!
Three days have passed since the welcoming banquet.
The people of Luoyang did not know what had happened that day, nor did they dare to inquire. They only knew that the emperor had been killed.
Although many rumors circulated about it, people were still more concerned about the epidemic spreading in the city.
Cold-related illness.
Such an ordinary-sounding name has left people at a loss.
Originally, everyone could only survive on the pills provided by the palace, but after Lin Feiran made the prescription public that day, many sick people set off from Luoyang and headed south to the land of medicinal herbs, seeking refuge or making medicine to save themselves.
During this period, Murong Qiudi was not punished by Ding Yi, but she did not stay at home every day. Instead, she mobilized troops and worked with the Ministry of Works to rebuild Luoyang.
With the help of cultivators from the Star Domain who tamed beasts, the project was completed in just three days.
Three days later, she presented her token and resignation letter. Now, both the internal and external affairs of the court are managed by Ding Yi and other senior officials.
She sent it out in the morning, received approval in the afternoon, packed her luggage in the evening, had a farewell banquet with her colleagues from the Imperial Guard, and then rode her celestial horse away from Luoyang City that night.
Countless people came and went, but no one noticed this determined figure.
With the passing of the Emperor, the most important matters in the court now, besides holding a funeral banquet and capturing Lin Feiran, are selecting a new Emperor.
However, the event happened too suddenly. The emperor passed away before he could decide on a crown prince, and various factions had their own favorites, so there was no conclusion for a while, and the situation remained one of sharp confrontation.
Amidst the arguing among the crowd, Ding Yi simply attended court on time every day and left on time; no one knew what he was doing behind the scenes.
Meanwhile, a thousand miles outside Luoyang, news of the cold illness had already spread through the Heavenly Bell.
In Xixiang Daze Prefecture, Langhuan Sect, as the leader of the medical profession, immediately contacted sects specializing in medicine in various places. Disciples of the sect went down the mountain one after another to diagnose and treat diseases and study ways to cure cold-related illnesses, which was quite a remarkable sight for a time.
The people of the human realm were in danger, observing the celestial phenomena daily and being vigilant about any unusual occurrences on their bodies. Although they were still shaken, they did not panic too much.
Under the guidance of the healer, they went to various valleys and precious lands, planting spiritual herbs one by one with a hoe, hoping to harvest them next year.
In addition, the medicinal herbs mentioned in the prescription were also driven up to exorbitant prices, leading to numerous irregularities.
Lin Feiran's action was like throwing a huge rock into a pool. Although it couldn't create a huge wave, the ripples spread outwards layer by layer, not deep but far.
In addition, she left behind an indelible mark.
Perhaps it was because the bells of heaven and earth were struck frequently on that day, or perhaps they also sensed the approaching storm, that every noon, three bells would ring out simultaneously in various parts of the human world.
Deep and resonant, it was the sound of the universe itself, moving without wind and unstoppable by anyone.
That might be a warning from our ancestors.
The bell tolled, startling the birds on the eaves.
The person below walked hurriedly, turning left and right into Ninghe Residence. After passing the warm pool, he paused, mustered his courage, and knocked on Wei Changzai's door.
"Junior Brother, the Headmaster sent me to summon you. You have been in seclusion for three days. Are you alright now?"
There was no response from inside the door. He was afraid of disturbing Wei Changzai's seclusion, but he was also afraid that his message would not be delivered properly, so he hesitated for a moment.
Who would have thought that my junior brother, who broke through to the next realm just a few months ago, is now in seclusion again? With such talent, who can even look up to him?
...
The young disciple paused for a moment, then added, "With such talent, who but Senior Sister Lin can even come close?"
He knocked on the door again and called out softly, but there was still no response from inside. Instead, a soft sound came from the side hall next to him. He turned his head and happened to meet the gaze of Wei Changzai, who was pushing open the door.
In the side hall behind him, through the gaps in the doors, several streaks of light flashed by.
"Junior Brother, why are you living in the side hall?" He took a few steps forward and stood in front of Wei Changzai.
"I can only go into seclusion here," Wei Changzai replied, not caring whether the young disciple could understand him or not. "You wanted to see me about something?"
The young disciple nodded hesitantly: "The head monk sent me."
He responded, then looked at the young disciple, waited quietly for a while, and tilted his head in confusion: "Aren't you going to tell me?"
"Oh!" The junior disciple suddenly came to his senses. "The head monk said that if my junior brother does not yet show any signs of enlightenment, please go to his main hall to discuss something."
Wei Changzai was somewhat puzzled. His master usually summoned people directly using messenger birds and rarely sent messages through others, so why was he doing this now...?
After nodding his thanks to his young disciple, he turned around and formed a hand seal in the side hall before leaving unhurriedly.
Upon arriving at Zhang Chunhe's courtyard, he heard some conversation coming from the hall, so he went straight there, knocked on the door first, and then stepped inside.
"Master."
After performing a Taoist salute, he straightened up and the first person he saw was Ji Changying, the senior brother who had never shown his face during the journey to the demon realm, standing behind Zhang Chunhe.
Her black hair was casually tied with a long hairpin, with a few strands falling down. A small mole under her lip was eye-catching. She was elegant and refined, with her usual smile.
"Junior brother is here."
Wei Changzai composed himself and nodded as usual: "Senior Brother".
Regardless of their private relationship, at least in front of Zhang Chunhe, they still acted like brothers.
Ji Changying gave him a meaningful look, her eyes flickered, and she looked to the side: "Today, Junior Sister Qiutong returned to the mountain, and Junior Brother's cultivation has also greatly improved. It can be said that this is a double celebration."
Wei Changzai paused, turned around, and then noticed that there was another person standing on the right side of the hall.
Qiu Tong was dressed in a peach-pink gauze dress, draped in a snow-white fox fur coat, with a long sword hanging at her waist. Her pretty face was buried in the soft fur, and she was looking at him with her lips pursed, her gaze undeniably complex.
Wei Changzai's heart stirred, as if he remembered something. He turned to look at Zhang Chunhe and said to her, "Junior Sister Qiutong."
Upon hearing this address, Qiu Tong's gaze immediately dimmed. She bit her lip lightly, simply nodding and smiling.
Zhang Chunhe watched silently from the side. For a moment, no one spoke, and just as a slight hesitation was about to appear, Ji Changying said, "Why are you all so reserved in front of your elders, as if you're meeting for the first time?"
His words immediately eased the tension considerably.
Qiu Tong smiled slightly: "Senior Brother is joking. It's just that I've been away from the sect for a long time and haven't been able to report back. I feel ashamed and have no face to face everyone."
“That’s not a big deal,” Ji Changying said with a smile, her voice as warm as a spring breeze. “I often leave the mountains for months at a time, and I only get a scolding from my teachers. You have family matters to attend to, so they won’t be harsh on you.”
Qiu Tong finally smiled. She glanced at Wei Changzai again, subconsciously clutching her skirt, and said with pursed lips, "This disciple has already returned to the mountain and will have to apologize to all the masters later, so I will not bother you any longer."
"Autumn Eyes".
Before Qiu Tong turned to leave, Wei Chang called out to her. Qiu Tong looked up and, under the watchful eyes of the other two, stepped forward and handed her a daylily pendant.
"Now that winter has arrived, the snow on Mount Sanqing is unlike that of other places. Even cultivators must wear this long pendant."
Qiu Tong was somewhat surprised. Looking at the jade pendant, she recalled that it was the same in her previous life, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings. After a series of ups and downs, she felt more sweetness than anything else.
She reached out and took it, then looked up at him and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Wei."
A moment later, Qiu Tong's figure disappeared into the wind and snow, leaving only three people in the house.
At this moment, Zhang Chunhe stood up, lightly flicked his whisk, and gracefully walked towards the outer room: "You two come with me to Guanlan Terrace. I have some things I want to see."
Upon hearing the name Guanlan Terrace, the two exchanged glances and showed different expressions, but still followed.
...
In the city of Lan, the sun was high in the sky. Lin Feiran was fast asleep, her head buried in the soft quilt, until a silver sparrow flew past the window. At that moment, she finally opened her eyes.
A cool fragrance wafted through the room, and the decor was exquisite and familiar, making it easy to tell whose room it was.
She sat up, clutching her dizzy head, and dragged her heavy body out of bed. The blanket beneath her feet was extremely soft, and as if she were walking on clouds, she felt even more unsteady.
How could I be so weak after just taking a nap?
She covered her head and walked to the table. The tea in the pot was still warm. She poured herself a cup and drank it, but still felt a little dizzy.
Just then, a ginseng boy pushed open the door and entered, carrying a bowl of medicine. He was shocked to see that she had woken up, so he quickly put down the medicine tray and went to help Lin Feiran, who was much taller than him.
"Your Excellency, you've just recovered and then slept for three days. Getting up suddenly will make you dizzy. Come and sit here and rest!"
Lin Feiran looked at him with a puzzled expression, then exclaimed in surprise, "What? I slept for three days!"
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