Six thousand funeral flowers
A strange person came to Taolu Village.
When Hao Fang found her, her legs were soaking in the stream, and the water was blood red.
She had several needles around her waist, but Hao Fang said not to touch them.
The villagers were very curious about her identity, but after two days of treatment by Mr. Dafang, she slowly woke up.
However, Hao Fang ignored the villagers' enthusiastic inquiries behind the door, carried the medicinal soup and porridge into the house, and sat down by the strange woman's bed.
She was silent after waking up, not looking around at her surroundings, but just staring at her legs.
Hao Fang was somewhat afraid of the woman's aura. When she saved her, she sensed the murderous intent emanating from her. Even though she was unconscious, her brows were still furrowed, and she was covered in blood... She seemed to be from a completely different world.
But she still brought her back; her brother had said that doctors have the hearts of parents.
The woman was quite beautiful, with particularly lovely eyes, and was currently... looking at her own legs.
A hint of regret flashed in Hao Fang's eyes. Her legs were long, straight, and well-proportioned, but now they could only be hidden under the white cloth, unable to stand up anymore.
"The girl's legs..."
After thinking for a long time, she still hesitated before speaking: "Maybe... I won't be able to walk anymore."
After Hao Fang finished speaking, she carefully pulled her hand back a little. Although the woman's needles had been put away, she was still afraid that she would be choked at any moment.
The woman made no move, continuing to stare at her legs for a long time.
"Can't walk?"
After a long while, Hao Fang heard these words. The voice was so low that she thought it was just a gust of wind blowing away the pile of fallen leaves.
"Well, don't be discouraged. My daughter has an older brother who, although he studied medicine, really enjoys these wooden crafts. The wheelchair should be finished in a couple of days." Hao Fang said, then breathed a sigh of relief, handed over some congee, and smiled, "You've just woken up, have a bowl of congee first, and don't forget to drink your medicine. I... I have to go gather some herbs for you."
The woman hesitated for a moment, then accepted the porridge.
Hao Fang placed the medicine aside and reminded the woman to drink it before leaving, but both of them knew in their hearts that the medicine was no longer of much use to the woman's body.
My leg is ruined; the damage has reached its root, and it needs treatment...
How long will it take?
Hearing the door creak shut, the woman lowered her eyes and looked at her legs.
This matter is complicated. It begins a month ago, when Mi Yun's legs were not crippled and he was one of the best people in the martial arts world at lightness skill.
Mi Yun was neither a martial arts assassin nor a young nobleman just entering the martial arts world. She did not carry any ancient or fine weapons, but rather many needles that seemed to be inexhaustible, some of which were coated with her own concoction of potent poison.
Even though she seemed dangerous all over, she always acted discreetly and kept a low profile, which is why she wasn't recognized and hunted down by people in the martial arts world.
Why the pursuit?
Because she was collecting a piece of jade that no one knew about, and this jade was scattered in various mansions, pavilions, or even thatched huts.
If they could take them away easily, that would be a good thing. But those people seemed to know something and were hiding it very well. In order to get those fragments, Mi Yun had no choice but to take action and clean them up one by one.
Her collection mission began two years ago, but why start from a month ago?
She met some people a month ago.
Just as many stories begin with a peddler's shouts and curses after being robbed, when Mi Yun saw the two arguing, the peddler was chasing after them, wanting to get involved in what should have been his own business.
A dirty little boy stood between the two men, seemingly wanting to throw away the stolen buns and leave, but he was blocked by both sides and couldn't move.
Mi Yun sat on the second floor of Mingzhulou drinking tea. As an outsider, she could clearly see the background of the little beggar when he ran away. He had martial arts skills and was definitely a member of the Beggar Clan. As for the two girls... one had bright eyes and white teeth and a red dress that fluttered in the wind. She looked like she had an impatient personality. The other was the famous Jade Fairy of the capital. Her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting and her temperament was otherworldly, which matched her name very well.
Ling Yuanwei pressed down on the little beggar's shoulder and sneered at Yu Yangxian, "Yu Yangxian! What are you doing blocking my way? Are you trying to plead for him? Today I want to see how you, the famous Jade Fairy, will protect this kind of thief!"
The beggar boy's shoulder was pressed, and although it didn't hurt, he still pretended to be in a lot of pain and grimaced.
Mi Yun picked up the teacup.
"Miss, please don't do anything reckless." The maid beside Ling Yuanwei tugged at her sleeve, glancing around somewhat fearfully, afraid that someone would recognize them.
Ling Yuanwei's tone was fearless: "Chu Lan, we have Father's permission! Today I am determined to seek justice for the people."
The steamed bun vendor finally realized the situation and stood awkwardly to the side.
“Miss.” Yu Yangxian glanced at Chu Lan beside Ling Yuanwei and said indifferently, “This is a small matter. A steamed bun is insignificant to you. If you really want to uphold justice, just give the money. Why make things difficult for a little beggar who has no money at all and cause trouble in the street? If your family hears about it, it won’t sound good.”
What if I refuse?
Ling Yuanwei looked at Yu Yangxian defiantly, "Normally this would be fine, but you stepped forward to uphold justice, making me seem like the bad guy. Since that's the case, I'm going to settle things today!"
The passersby were initially just watching the show, but they were still biased towards the weaker side. Ling Yuanwei's attitude was so unreasonable, and the little beggar looked pitiful with his thin figure. In addition, there was the steamed bun stall owner who wanted to go back to his business but was in a difficult situation. Yu Xianzi, who was calmly mediating the fight, had already shifted their scales. After all, Ling Yuanwei was dressed in fine clothes, and most of the people were ordinary people. Having seen too many arrogant sons of officials in the capital, it was difficult for them to naturally agree with her.
"Let's leave it at that for today. Fairy Yu has an appointment to keep and cannot delay."
Shuxue, the little maid carrying two fans behind Yu Yangxian, wanted to hand the money for the steamed buns to the vendor, but the vendor didn't dare to raise his head. He glanced at Ling Yuanwei beside him, then waved his hand in a panic and said repeatedly, "No, no, please do whatever you want with that brat. I'll just consider it doing a good deed."
After saying that, he hurriedly ran back.
Shuxue withdrew her hand somewhat embarrassedly.
"Since the aggrieved party has already spoken, young lady, please let this child go."
Yu Yangxian's expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of embarrassment at her maid's humiliation.
Ling Yuanwei, however, insisted on not letting go and said to Yu Yangxian, "He stole something, no one can deny that, right? Since he stole it, he has to admit his mistake. If he doesn't admit his mistake, why don't you... admit his mistake for him?"
"Is admitting your mistake enough?" Yu Yangxian asked.
Ling Yuanwei seemed a little unwilling, but since things had already come to this point, there was no point in going back on her word, so she nodded.
Yu Yangxian placed her delicate hand on the child's messy head and asked softly, "Are you willing to apologize?"
The child glanced at her, then at the vendor in the distance who looked at him with disdain, neither nodding nor shaking his head, but simply hiding behind Yu Yangxian.
Ling Yuanwei scoffed, "Incorrigible."
Yu Yangxian calmly said, "Since that's the case, I will apologize to the stall owner and to you on his behalf. Since I have stepped in to plead for him, I am partly responsible for this matter. Since he is unwilling to apologize, I will bear the consequences of his actions. What do you think, young lady?"
"you!"
She was willing to apologize, but the way people around her looked at her became even stranger. Ling Yuanwei also felt a sense of resentment stuck in her heart with nowhere to vent it, but she couldn't find any fault with this woman unless she made her kneel down in the street.
Just when it seemed the situation would either remain deadlocked or worsen, a bird suddenly fell from above their heads, hit the ground, and quickly turned into a puddle of water.
Upon seeing this, the surrounding onlookers immediately cried out and scattered. Chu Lan and Shu Xue also pulled their master back repeatedly, and the scene became quite chaotic.
It's such a small matter, yet it's been dragged out for so long. Mi Yun took a sip of tea and put away her now empty fingertips.
Amid the chaos, a long sword was drawn, picking up a silver needle from the corpse water. Su Yuanshan examined the silver needle closely, then shifted his gaze to the second floor of Mingzhu Tower: "May I ask who you are? The needle is coated with such potent poison; it is probably not a Central Plains technique. Why don't you come out and have a chat?"
Mi Yun was of course not going to come out, so no one answered him. The child who had been making a scene ran away with the surrounding vendors, and the area became quiet again.
Su Yuanshan turned his gaze to Yu Yangxian, who seemed startled, and Ling Yuanwei, who had fallen.
"Brother Yuanshan?"
Ling Yuanwei seemed somewhat surprised to see Su Yuanshan, and after the initial surprise, she felt a little uneasy.
Yu Yangxian glanced coldly at Ling Yuanwei, then turned to leave.
"Yu'er".
Su Yuanshan instructed her from behind, "Go back to Qingzhu Pavilion first, I'll handle things here."
It's obvious that she'd go back even if you didn't say anything, Ling Yuanwei thought to herself with a cold snort, but on the surface she pretended to be delicate and looked at Su Yuanshan who was walking over.
"Far……"
She was about to call him when she saw Su Yuanshan turn around and say to her, "Miss Ling, the carriages are over there. I will send someone to escort you home."
Ling Yuanwei was taken aback, then deliberately raised her voice and said, "Can't you take me home? You promised to help me if I'm in trouble!"
"The world is vast and complex; this is not a place for you. I also have many important matters to attend to and cannot always protect you." Su Yuanshan helped Ling Yuanwei up and glanced at the window of Mingzhu Tower.
“Outside, it’s fine in broad daylight, but dangers lurk everywhere where no one can see you. If you’re not careful, you might end up like this bird, with no trace of its body.” He glanced at the puddle on the ground again, and the people behind him sprinkled powder to clean it up.
"But I want to be with you, I want to roam the world, I don't want to spend my whole life in a small courtyard!"
Ling Yuanwei was eager to catch up with him and almost fell again, but luckily Chu Lan caught her: "You are the leader of the martial arts alliance! You said you would teach me martial arts so that I could be like you. We are friends. You won't disown me because of that woman, will you?"
Su Yuanshan laughed, though it was unclear what he was laughing at.
"Of course not. If it weren't for Miss Ling passing by and helping me that day, I would have been ambushed by thieves and wouldn't have been able to return to the martial arts tournament so smoothly. Since we have a life-or-death friendship, I will definitely keep my word. However... the martial world is dangerous, and learning martial arts is not something that can be done overnight. If you are just doing this on a whim, this path will be extremely difficult for you."
There is a code of honor in the martial arts world, but not everyone follows the rules.
"Chu Lan, go back with your young lady."
Su Yuanshan's tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.
Chu Lan looked at her young mistress with a pained expression and embarrassment.
She would like to take her back, but it depends on whether the young lady is willing.
Ling Yuanwei was still angry and complained to Su Yuanshan for a long time, basically about how Yu Yangxian was arrogant, had no consideration for the common people, and was very rude to her.
Su Yuanshan looked at Mingzhulou, listening to her talk for a long time with a bit of distraction. Finally, the chattering stopped, leaving only the last sentence.
"Brother Yuanshan, I want to wander around some more. I won't ride in your carriage anymore. See you another day!"
Su Yuanshan then turned his head and only saw the backs of Ling Yuanwei and the other person.
Mi Yun rested her chin on her left hand, while fiddling with the empty porcelain cup in her other hand.
She was quite unscrupulous, not afraid of being targeted by Su Yuanshan at all, because she wasn't the only one suspected of making a move by the window on the second floor of Mingzhu Tower; there were quite a few experts in the capital.
She heard the sound of a chair scraping against the floor next to her; another tea drinker had finished their tea.
Su Yuanshan stood there for a moment, as if he had finally met the person he was waiting for, and then chased after him. But it was too far away, and Mi Yun could no longer see him.
"Miss, would you like some more tea?"
The waiter came over carrying a teapot.
Mi Yun placed the broken silver on the table, said nothing, and left.
The waiter didn't watch the customer leave. Instead, he lowered his head and carefully tended to the teacups and plates on the table, cleaning up every trace left by the young woman.
Mingzhulou is a tranquil place, and its serenity should not be disturbed by any martial arts figures.
Ling Yuanwei and Chu Lan strolled around for a while, and when no one was behind them, they turned into a small alley.
Chu Lan was no longer as frightened as before. She supported Ling Yuanwei with an expressionless face and watched as a person ran into the alley across the street. The person was not a stranger; it was the little beggar who had stolen things earlier.
He was looking behind him and not paying attention to what was in front of him, and almost bumped into Ling Yuanwei. Luckily, he stopped steadily and staggered back. When he turned around and saw Ling Yuanwei, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm here, I'm here."
"Why are you so panicked? Is someone following you?"
Ling Yuanwei spoke again, but her demeanor was completely different from her previous unruly state. The little beggar was no longer as timid as before, and spoke boldly:
"Don't worry, our Beggars' Sect is the professional in this area. Even if someone wants to follow us, they'll have to ask my intelligence network first."
Ling Yuanwei gestured, and Chu Lan took out her money pouch and tossed it to the little beggar.
"Hey!" The little beggar checked it over and smiled at Ling Yuanwei, "Boss, you're so generous! Come back to me next time you need this kind of work!"
"Next time, we'll become too well-known, what if someone recognizes us?"
Chu Lan put her hands on her hips and said.
"What about the art of disguise? I may not be good at it, but our Beggars' Sect has all sorts of people, and maybe someone will know it. The important thing is not to forget that I also have a business opportunity."
After exchanging pleasantries with them, the little beggar immediately disappeared again.
After he left, Chu Lan looked at Ling Yuanwei and said, "Your Highness, it's getting late, we should go back."
“It’s already 7 PM,” Ling Yuanwei said to herself. “Jin Yi should prepare to make his move.”
Upon hearing Jin Yi's name, Chu Lan became even more worried: "If the princess sends Lord Jin Yi out of the palace without His Majesty's knowledge, and something happens to him outside, Chu Lan wouldn't be able to bear the consequences even if she gave her life. Princess, perhaps..."
Ling Yuanwei interrupted her, coldly saying, "I can ignore the others, but Yu Yangxian must disappear from this world along with her corpse."
Feeling the jolting of the carriage, Ling Yuanwei pressed her face and removed a human skin mask.
The face beneath the mask was even more beautiful than the radiant face on the street today, but the fiery beauty had burned out, leaving only the coldness of ashes.
After walking for a while, a slight noise came from her right side. Ling Yuanwei slowly opened her eyes and saw the box placed to the side.
She took the new box, flicked the clasp with her fingertips, and opened it.
Inside was her new mask, the one that resembled fire.
Mi Yun squatted on the roof, watching another group of people come to assassinate Yu Yangxian, and was so bored that she wanted to give up the pursuit.
If it weren't for the fact that she had poisoned Bai Xiaosheng until he bled from all seven orifices in exchange for the information about the broken jade, she would have already moved to another place to look for clues.
However, these assassins were highly skilled, and their methods were very similar to those trained by the military, which cannot be discussed in the official context.
Mi Yun squinted at Yu Yangxian, who was being held by the waist by a man with a fan, but whose face showed no fear whatsoever.
There is something on Yu Yangxian.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have had the chance to be saved every time she was in a critical situation.
Mi Yun immediately thought of the broken jade.
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