Yu Xiaoxiao and Zhao Beicheng were sitting on the street eating dumplings and talking. While Emperor Xianzong was in the imperial study asking officials from the Ministry of Justice about many matters arranged for tomorrow's execution, Gu Xinglang and Master Fenglin were sitting in the pavilion in the back garden of the Prince Consort's Mansion.
Master Fenglin flicked the rim of the teacup with his finger and whispered, "If you're not feeling well, take care of yourself. Right now, Fengtian is just preparing for war, so it doesn't seem to matter if you don't contribute, right?"
Gu Xinglang said: "You know I'm not feeling well?"
"You can tell from my face," Master Fenglin said, "Isn't it because Mo Wen messed with me that I'm not feeling well?"
"You," Gu Xinglang looked at Young Master Fenglin and hesitated to speak.
Master Fenglin said: "I was thinking that before I die, I have to avenge myself. If Mo Wen doesn't die, then I can't die, otherwise I won't be able to close my eyes."
Gu Xinglang asked Master Fenglin with concern: "Is there no antidote for the poison you were poisoned with?"
Master Fenglin said, "I asked around, but I didn't find anything."
"and you……"
"It's nothing." Master Fenglin waved his hand at Gu Xinglang, not letting him finish his words, and whispered, "I have to live even without the antidote, right? You too, why think so much? Don't say that you should live for today. As long as you are with the princess, you should treat her with all your heart."
Gu Xinglang shook the teacup in his hand and looked at Young Master Fenglin.
"There's no way to control death, so just think about how to live without regrets," Young Master Fenglin said with a smile while looking at Gu Xinglang.
Gu Xinglang took a sip of the tea. This tea was the tribute tea from the palace. It tasted slightly bitter, but the tea fragrance was strong. After the tea went down his throat, the fragrance lingered in his mouth. Gu Xinglang lowered his head to look at the tea in the cup, thought for a moment, and then said, "Thank you."
"Thank you for your enlightenment?" asked Master Fenglin.
Gu Xinglang raised his head and said, "I know you are trying to comfort me."
Master Fenglin took out a book from his sleeve, pushed it in front of Gu Xinglang, and said, "The Heart Purification Mantra, I'm giving it to you."
Gu Xinglang asked in surprise: "Buddhist scriptures?"
"No," Master Fenglin said, "I got it from Mo Wen."
Gu Xinglang opened the book and after a few glances he discovered that it was a book on internal martial arts techniques.
"You can't rely on it to kill the enemy in battle," Master Fenglin said, "but it can regulate your internal strength and calm your mind. It's good for you, so practice it."
Gu Xinglang tightened his grip on the book, causing wrinkles to appear on the cover.
Master Fenglin said, "I have been Mo Wen's disciple for more than ten years. I cannot say that I fully understand your condition, but I still know the general situation. In the future, when you feel that there is too much noise and you want everyone to be quiet, try using this technique."
Gu Xinglang said: "What poison have I been poisoned by?"
Master Fenglin still smiled and said, "If I knew, I would get the antidote for you, but I can guarantee that you are not a drug addict."
Gu Xinglang's right hand, holding the book, hit the stone table, knocking the chessboard in front of them askew.
Master Fenglin said, "How can a medicine man be as lucky as you? You can get married and live a normal life? Don't scare yourself. If you don't like to hear people's voices, just avoid going to crowded places."
"How do you know I'm afraid of human voices?" Gu Xinglang asked.
Master Fenglin said calmly, "People who were poisoned by Mo Wen are afraid of human voices. I am afraid of them too."
Gu Xinglang... Is this guy teasing him? It can't be that Mo Wen only has one kind of poison, right?
Master Fenglin pointed to the chessboard in front of him and said, "Since the princess hasn't come back yet, let's continue. Don't blame me for not reminding you. You will lose in at most five pieces."
Gu Xinglang watched Young Master Fenglin place a white piece on the chessboard. Young Master Gu still didn't understand when he became so familiar with this Young Master from the Eternal Life Temple?
"If you don't make a move, you lose," Master Fenglin looked at the chessboard with a smile on his face, and said, "I thought generals were good at chess, but now it seems that your chess skills are not that good."
Gu Xinglang's mind was not on playing chess at all. He threw the black piece in his hand and said, "Just consider it as my loss. I'm going back to my room. Master, you can do whatever you want."
"No," Master Fenglin said, "The princess hasn't come back yet, what are you doing back in your room?"
Gu Xinglang couldn't help but ask Master Fenglin, "If the princess doesn't come back, I can't go back to my room?"
Master Fenglin still had a smile on his face. He looked at Gu Xinglang and said, "What's the point of staying alone in an empty room? If I wasn't afraid that you would be lonely, why would I spend so much time talking to you?"
Gu Xinglang (#‵′)凸, this guy is really teasing him!
Master Fenglin pointed at the chessboard and said, "I was wrong just now. You will lose if you have at most three pieces left."
Gu Xinglang looked at Master Fenglin and said, "What if I don't lose after the third son?"
Master Fenglin said, "If you don't lose, I will give you another book of inner strength skills. If you lose, I won't take anything from you."
With a "pop", Gu Xinglang dropped a black piece on the chessboard.
Young Master Fenglin looked at where Gu Xinglang placed the piece this time, and knew that Gu Xinglang had finally put his mind on chess, so he stopped talking to Gu Xinglang and started playing chess seriously.
Yu Xiaoxiao, Zhao Beicheng and two little kids from the Zhao family sat on the street and finished eating their dumplings, then walked back to the small inn where Zhao Beicheng was temporarily staying.
Mrs. Zhou, who had been sitting in the lobby of the inn waiting for Zhao Beicheng, saw her husband coming back and wanted to go out of the inn to greet him. However, after seeing clearly that the person standing next to Zhao Beicheng was Yu Xiaoxiao, Mrs. Zhou just stood at the door and didn't dare to move.
Yu Xiaoxiao stood outside the inn and looked at Madam Zhou and said, "Is this the girl from the Zhou family?"
Mrs. Zhou...
Zhao Beicheng said helplessly: "Zhou, come and meet Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Only then did Mrs. Zhou walk out of the inn.
Yu Xiaoxiao didn't let Madam Zhou bow to her, and said, "No need, your Zhao Da is fine, you don't have to worry about him."
Zhao Da, Madam Zhou looked at Zhao Beicheng and she couldn't accept this title.
Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the clothes that Madam Zhou was wearing, a coarse cloth shirt, and her shoes had lost their original color. Looking up, Yu Xiaoxiao saw Madam Zhou's hands, the hands of the eldest son of the Zhao family. The frostbite from the winter had not yet fully healed, and her hands were red, swollen and cracked.
Zhao Beicheng saw Yu Xiaoxiao staring at Madam Zhou's hand, and then she looked at her own wife's hand. Then Zhao Beicheng's eyes dimmed.
Yu Xiaoxiao took out her wallet from her pocket, put it in Zhao Beicheng's hand, and said, "This is the money I lent you. When you have money in the future, remember to pay it back to me."
Zhao Beicheng felt as if his hand was scalded, and asked, "Princess?"
"See you later," Yu Xiaoxiao patted the two little kids on the head, waved at Zhao Beicheng and his wife, turned around and ran away. After handing over her wallet, she immediately felt the pain in her flesh.
Madam Zhou walked up to Zhao Beicheng and asked in surprise, "What's going on, sir?"
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