Chapter 149: Met a Miracle Doctor?
A gust of wind blew into the Shenji Camp. Xie Chengyan and Zhang Qiyue, who were sitting in the duty room, were also frightened by the sudden gust of wind, and the debris in the yard was blown away.
Xie Chengyan tapped his hand on the table and said, "A few days ago, there was a rumor in the uterus that heavy snow had fallen. It was the ancestors who were guiding Ah Chu."
He chuckled lightly, but without any emotion: "She should be in Southern Xinjiang today. What will the palace say?"
Zhang Qiyue sighed softly, followed his gaze and looked outside, saying, "There are many gossipers in the palace. It would be fine if the servants did that, but it's those civil officials who always rely on the sky to predict the weather. Wasn't it the Imperial Astronomical Observatory that said—"
Xie Chengyan looked at him coldly, forcing him to swallow back the rest of his words. As if deflated, he lowered his head again and whispered, "We wouldn't end up killing each other like that in Jinling."
"It was my fault for not learning the art well enough back then. I can't blame anyone else. What the Imperial Observatory said must have its reasons."
Zhang Qiyue just felt suffocated. Every time when he mentioned what happened in the past, Xie Chengyan looked relieved. But he knew that the lives of 30,000 soldiers were lost in Jinling City. How could he not blame himself?
He said he felt relieved, but he was actually deceiving himself.
Zhang Qiyue also knew that if he continued to talk about it, he would be unhappy. Whenever this matter was mentioned, those of them who survived the battlefield would stop talking about it. If anyone was unhappy, they would not continue talking about it.
He changed the subject.
Noticing that he seemed to have not worn brocade for a long time, he asked, "Are your eyes better?"
Xie Chengyan nodded: "Almost."
It was just a casual question, but Xie Chengyan suddenly confirmed it, which surprised Zhang Qiyue. "Your eyes haven't healed for a long time, what's wrong? Did you meet a miracle doctor?"
He still couldn't forget the feeling of the insect crawling on his eye. According to Ye Lanzhou, there was blood clot in his eye, and the insect was helping to clear it. The condition had almost healed, and the light no longer stung him as much as before.
He hadn't expected that some unconventional methods could have such miraculous effects. He smiled and said, "Yes, I met a miracle doctor."
"Then come check me out tomorrow too?" Zhang Qiyue said coldly, his hands in his pockets, "I haven't grown in years. Let the miracle doctor check me out. Who knows, I might be taller than you in the future."
A wind from Shangjing came from Mobei and blew all the way to southern Xinjiang.
The journey was long, and the bride's escort was exhausted. Southern Xinjiang wasn't as cold as the capital, but the damp air was unbearable. The cold wind blew over, and the cold air covering their bodies was blown away by the cool wind, making them shiver.
Princess Mingyi Xie Zhaochu's carriage stopped outside Zhennan Pass, with the wedding procession from southern Xinjiang lined up on both sides. When she stepped on the embroidered cushion to get off the carriage, the hem of her skirt accidentally got caught on the shaft. The journey was long and the clothes she was wearing were heavy, so she lost her balance and swayed slightly, almost falling down.
Fortunately, he was supported by the maid beside him and was able to stabilize his body.
Helian Qi, the young master of Southern Xinjiang, sat upright on his horse. His dark brocade robe was embroidered with ferocious Gu patterns in silver thread. A sheathless Miao knife hung from his waist, with a faded five-colored rope wrapped around the handle.
He looked down at Xie Zhaochu with a faint smile on his lips.
"You can't even walk steadily? Are you disabled?" He spoke in a low voice with a hint of mockery in his tone.
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