Chapter 16
Facing the intense gazes, Sheng Ningyu calmly concluded, "...That's it."
"Ah, I never imagined that Fellow Daoist Ning's background was so bumpy."
"So Fellow Daoist Ning didn't know about his own background either."
"Fellow Daoist Ning's sect went too far! They actually attacked someone who looked similar to the Sword Master just because they had a grudge against him!"
"Well...we were the ones who offended you earlier."
It was clearly a sad thing that the person didn't want to talk about, and they had been deliberately hiding it from their face these past few days, but they still managed to bring it up.
The disciples of Yunwang Palace immediately felt embarrassed and scratched their heads, leaving many nourishing spiritual medicines for Sheng Ningyu. Among them, Yao Youling felt particularly guilty and left almost all the novel items in her storage ring for Sheng Ningyu before leaving.
Oh dear, what a good child! How can I accept this?
While inwardly marveling at her work, Sheng Ningyu packed up all her belongings with a embarrassed expression.
Her storage ring was given to her by Ji Qingwu. Inside were the blindfold pearls given to her by Shi Yuanshu, as well as various pills she had received in recent days. With the addition of the items given to her by Yao Youling this time, Sheng Ningyu felt that she was doing well again.
Ji Qingwu chased everyone out and returned to her room, cautiously observing Sheng Ningyu's expression. She saw Sheng Ningyu hunched over her desk, one hand moving, with a few strands of spiritual energy flowing between them.
"Sister Ning, are you... are you drawing a talisman?"
Ji Qingwu looked at it again and again, asking questions cautiously, afraid of touching on Sheng Ningyu's painful memories.
On the yellow paper, the vermilion ink flowed like moonlight, and the brushstrokes were like falling snowflakes as the dragon danced across the paper. It was clear at a glance that this was no ordinary work!
Ji Qingwu showed admiration, then her eyes widened in surprise: "It's a Soul-Dissipating Talisman?!"
Sheng Ningyu couldn't help but laugh at her rabbit-like panicked appearance. She stood up and stood behind her, putting one hand on her shoulder: "It's not 'soul dissipation'! How could I have the ability of the Bright Moon Sword Master to create a thousand-year-old talisman in one stroke? Qingwu, take a closer look."
Ji Qingwu blushed again at what she was told, and upon closer inspection, she finally noticed something different in those strong, bold strokes.
"This is... is it the Snow Melting Talisman that the Chu family patriarch used before?"
Sheng Ningyu nodded in agreement: "Yes."
Although she didn't know what that spendthrift Chu Chang'an was planning to do with that firecracker he carried around all day, that didn't stop her from finding opportunities in it.
An opportunity to attract the attention of the original path.
"I noticed you all seemed to really like it, and that kid Yao Youling even went outside and bought a lot more. I thought rather than letting you throw money away, I'd rather I draw a few for you to play with. That way, we can fulfill our destiny. Otherwise, I wouldn't feel at ease staying here."
This Snow Melting Talisman looks much better than the ones you can buy outside!
"Why would you need spirit stones? By that logic, I should be the one giving them to you."
Ji Qingwu, being so young, had never seen such tricks before. She was completely bewildered by Sheng Ningyu, and after accepting the talisman, she even sent out a lot of messages.
"Madam Xiang? Her name is Xiang Bieyun. She is a disciple of the Banbi Sect. She has a deep affection for our former Palace Master. They are devoted to each other and their love is unwavering. They are an enviable couple."
"Ah, back to Madam Xiang..."
"Madam Xiang has a very good temper, is gentle and kind, and has no airs. It's a pity that her health has always been poor, and she rarely goes out. So the former palace master has to go out from time to time to find medicine for her."
After seeing Ji Qingwu off, Sheng Ningyu sorted out her thoughts.
First, she needs to draw more mischievous monkey talismans. As long as the medicine field of Yunwang Palace is blown up, Yuan Bushu may not be able to speak up because she is a guest, but Yuan Daojun will never let her go.
at last……
Sheng Ningyu swore that she really did not know Madam Xiang.
Perhaps it was a misunderstanding, or perhaps it was some coincidence, that led everyone to mistake one person for another.
Sheng Ningyu didn't want any complications, so she didn't go out much these past few days. She just stayed quietly in the courtyard drawing talismans and diligently applying the Yao Youling and Ji Qingwu Flying Snow Melting Talismans.
Both of them were young, and having acquired this novel item, they couldn't help but drag their friends along to play with it. They didn't forget Sheng Ningyu either; seeing her hiding in her room drawing talismans every day, they insisted on taking her out for a stroll.
Although Yunwang Palace is located in a more remote area compared to other sects, it is filled with the fragrance of herbs and the spiritual energy of the spiritual herbs seeps out. Although it is not strong, it is refreshing and makes people feel real in body and mind.
Yao Youling's wails echoed through the medicinal herb field. Ji Qingwu watched helplessly, and the remaining disciples all gasped in shock.
The once lush green medicinal herb field was now dotted with several patches of black, and the remaining area was a patchwork of yellow and green. The herbs that had been growing vigorously were now leaning and sprawling, looking completely out of place.
One disciple said in grief and indignation, "Whose Snow Melting Talisman has mistakenly entered our medicinal herb field?"
What do you mean by "accidentally"? This was clearly intentional.
Sheng Ningyu raised her eyebrows, but before she could speak, a voice interrupted her.
"I did it, so what?"
Sheng Ningyu looked in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome young man in a golden robe and red sleeves standing not far away, looking at Yao Youling provocatively: "What? You're allowed to destroy my medicinal herb field, but I'm not allowed to mess with you?"
"Jin Xianyao! Can't you be reasonable? We wandered in by mistake! By mistake! Besides, we only accidentally destroyed one of your medicinal herbs, and we've already compensated you three times the price. Didn't you agree to that at the time? How can you go back on your word now!"
Jin Xianyao snorted coldly and rolled her eyes: "What? You think you can settle this with a few spirit stones? I thought about it afterwards and I'm not satisfied anymore. What can you do to me?"
If someone hadn't held him back, Yao Youling would have rushed right up to Jin Xianyao.
"Brother Pharmacist, forget it, forget it."
"Yes, yes, we were in the wrong after all. We're all from the same sect. It's just a few herbs. There's no need for that. We can just plant more later!"
Jin Xianyao did not continue arguing with Yao Youling. He walked past everyone and went straight to Sheng Ningyu.
The young boy narrowed his eyes and raised his chin: "You're the one they were talking about, the one who looks exactly like the portrait?"
So that's what they came for.
Sheng Ningyu pondered for a second, then said sincerely, "Appearance is a gift from heaven."
Jin Xianyao choked, then asked, puzzled, "Why are you bringing this up?"
Sheng Ningyu sighed and said sincerely, "You don't need to feel inferior or jealous if you're not as good-looking as me. You can make up for it through hard work and cultivating your inner peace."
"Xian Yao".
From afar, a gentle, soothing female voice drifted over, tinged with a sigh.
The disciples who had been laughing suddenly stopped, then looked towards the source of the voice with surprise and bowed in unison, saying, "Greetings, Madam Xiang!"
Jin Xianyao immediately dropped her arrogance and said nervously, "Sister, sister."
A huge, dark plum blossom suddenly appeared in the air, upon which stood seven or eight people. As it gradually descended, the plum blossom magic artifact grew smaller and smaller, eventually becoming a wisp of fragrance that settled between the eyebrows of the leader.
A green-robed figure gazes upon the fragrant clouds, while white bones grow flesh, making even the King of Hell seem unbearable.
This must be the legendary Lady Fragrance, renowned for her exceptional skill in perfumery.
Her long, black hair hung down her back, with an old silk ribbon tied just a hand's width above the ends. She had a beautiful face with delicate eyebrows and eyes as black as lacquer, as beautiful as a lady in a painting.
Sheng Ningyu lowered her head, thinking to herself that she had definitely never seen her before.
Xiang Bieyun led the group forward, her brows furrowed. She glanced at the destroyed medicinal field, then looked at Jin Xianyao and said softly, "It's only been a few days, and you're already longing for the confinement room again?"
Jin Xianyao clenched his fist, then reluctantly walked up to Yao Youling: "I'm sorry, I acted impulsively this time. I will compensate you for your medicinal herb field three times its value."
Yao Youling scratched his head: "That works too..."
Madam Xiang said gently, "Three days."
Madam Xiang remained gentle: "Seven days."
Jin Xianyao quickened his pace again: "I'll even replant the new herbs for you! I'll pay for the seeds! We'll plant them right away!"
Now, not only the medicine worked, but the other disciples who were initially angry also calmed down, and some even felt a little embarrassed for taking advantage of others. Ji Qingwu took the initiative to step forward and tugged at Jin Xianyao's sleeve, whispering, "Then, let's plant it together with you, okay, Senior Brother Jin?"
Jin Xianyao looked at his junior sister and blushed unconsciously: "Okay, okay."
“They’re all good kids.” The older female steward followed behind Xiang Bieyun and smiled. “There’s no deep-seated hatred between them; it’s just a moment of anger among children.”
Xiang Bieyun smiled gently, her movements graceful and charming, like a newborn plum blossom.
Another female disciple inquired, "What about the young master's confinement..."
As Xiang Bieyun spoke, she tried to turn and leave, but the rest of her words caught in her throat because of that one glance.
She stared blankly at the figure not far away, her fingers trembling slightly, yet she dared not utter a sound, lest the slightest noise shatter the illusion.
She also didn't finish her sentence, because she saw Madam Xiang's face at that moment.
Those eyes, which were like a pool of clear water, were filled with moisture. Her usually gentle and dignified face was already covered with tear stains. Her lips, painted with rouge, trembled, but she did not make a sound.
This is the expression one would have only when extremely sad.
Lady Xiang was weeping silently.
The female steward and her disciples were all astonished.
It must be known that there have been many big and small events over the years, but everyone knows that their wives are gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, managing Yunwang Palace and the Yuan family in an orderly manner, which is admired by everyone inside and outside Linghuanwu.
What's wrong?
The female steward and her disciples exchanged a glance, then stepped forward and asked, "Madam, are you feeling unwell?"
This time, Madam Xiang not only didn't answer, but she also shook off everyone and staggered forward.
The spiritual energy became almost imperceptible, as if it were about to transform into something strange.
"Madam! Please slow down!"
The people behind them were caught off guard and left behind. They hurried to catch up, but one person was a step ahead of them.
She seemed to sigh, took her slender arm, and helped her up.
"Is Madam looking for me?"
Xiang Bieyun looked up, staring blankly at the face in front of her.
Her posture was unrestrained, her eyes were casual, and there was an untamed and flamboyant air about her in her glances, yet her movements were so gentle. No one could imitate her expression even if they tried their best.
It is the noble, bright moon in the sky, the beautiful moonlight that countless people chase and look up to.
It is also her moon.
Throughout the ages, there is only one bright moon.
...
In the medicinal herb field, Jin Xianyao fiercely snapped the spirit hoe in his hand.
Those around were startled. Yao Youling said warily, "What are you planning to do now! Don't go back on your word, or I'll... I'll tell Madam Xiang and Senior Brother Yuan!"
"What else can I do!"
Jin Xianyao threw away the spirit hoe that had broken into two pieces, sat down on the ground sullenly, and hugged his knees: "I'd like to ask what your friend is up to!"
Medicine Has Spirit: "?"
Yao Youling: "What nonsense are you spouting? What business does this Fellow Daoist Guan Ning have?"
"What does it have to do with her? From the portrait to our first encounter, can't you all see it?"
Jin Xianyao raised her head, her eyes red, and her voice filled with grief and indignation: "She...she's clearly seducing my sister!"
A note from the author:
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Jin Xianyao: The sky has fallen, and my home is destroyed.
Disciples: ?
Sheng Ningyu: ? ?
Yuan Bushu, still on his way: ...?
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