Chapter 665: Aftermath
Yun Qingqing slowly opened her eyes.
“Qingqing!”
"Father Xi~!"
"Miss, you are finally awake!"
Several hurried voices were heard. Yun Qingqing turned her head and found that she had returned to her room in the palace.
Zhiluo, Su Tongyun, Su Anrong and Qiao'er crowded at the head of the bed and looked at her with concern, worry written all over their faces.
The little beast jumped onto the bed and rubbed its furry head against her arm:
"Father Xi is injured~Tongtong is so worried..."
Su Anrong sighed softly:
"This kid suddenly said that his master was in trouble and insisted on coming to see the Pavilion Master..."
Yun Qingqing ignored the concerns around her, propped herself up and sat up, staring blankly at the door.
Once, even though she saw through Xiao Tianhong's conspiracy, she still didn't understand what he was doing, why he was always full of contradictions and missed opportunities again and again.
If not for this, she would have instinctively confirmed earlier that Xiao Tianhong was the person hiding behind the scenes.
Now, everything becomes clear.
Xiao Tianhong is actually the incarnation of someone's practice.
The art of incarnation is extremely mysterious. It gives the incarnation independent thoughts and emotions, but because the original body deliberately conceals it, he never realizes the true meaning of his existence.
When the primordial body transforms into an external body, it will implant a purpose deep in its consciousness.
That is the ultimate goal of the practitioner, and it will become the obsession of the body outside the body, making him do whatever it takes to fulfill this obsession. It also prevents him from having his own ideas and betraying his original body.
Xiao Tianhong and Qing Fengzi are different incarnations of the same person. They can be said to have completely independent personalities, but their obsession must be the same.
Yun Qingqing already knew about Qing Fengzi's obsession.
He longed to ascend to heaven and gain endless life.
Xiao Tianhong was born with this obsession, and to achieve his goal he served the "Lord God", hoping that when the so-called "Lord God" came, he would enlighten them, the believers.
This obsession is unshakable, but an anomaly appears.
Xiao Tianhong had a history of killing and blood debts, but one day, he had the urge to save someone.
——The "container" that he watched grow up with his own eyes.
Perhaps this thought was just a trace of pity from the beginning, but it took root unknowingly, causing him to plan and split at the same time. He could not resist the innate obsession, nor could he really kill Xiao Changheng.
Yun Qingqing had been unable to see through the emperor's disguise as "an elder brother who is like a father" for a long time, simply because he didn't need to pretend in this matter.
The sword hanging over Xiao Changheng's head has always been real - the obsession from the depths of his soul forced him to be loyal to the Lord God.
But the hand that wanted to pull him out of the abyss was also real.
During countless sleepless nights, Xiao Tianhong believed he had found a way to have the best of both worlds: he reluctantly broke Xiao Changheng's wings with his own hands, making him lose his value as a container; then he slowly drained away his luck, making him become the most ordinary person among all living beings.
To the Lord God, a useless mortal is certainly not worth taking his life.
But the appearance of Yun Qingqing ruined everything he had planned.
So Xiao Tianhong has always hated Yun Qingqing to the core, but at the last moment, he entrusted the most important person to her.
The silent lip shape before death only contained four words:
"Protect him."
In the illusion of memory reappearance, Yun Qingqing finally understood the fatigue deep in that man's soul, and also understood why he stabbed with that sword before he died.
When Xiao Changheng was pierced from behind by his brother's cold sword, what he didn't know was that there was another substitute talisman behind him.
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"Qingqing? What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Zhiluo waved her hands in front of her eyes and looked at her worriedly.
"Father Xi~! Are you okay?" The little beast also lay on her legs and nudged her with the small horn braid on its head, "Father Xi looks like he's in great pain..."
"...It's okay." Yun Qingqing came back to her senses, retracted her gaze, and lowered her eyes to look at her fingertips, "It's just that the consumption is a bit large, and I need to adjust my breathing."
Zhiluo sighed and glanced towards the door:
"I've heard about what happened in the palace from Feng Yin... Alas, you were unconscious for a day and a night, and that person stood at the door for a day and a night and refused to come in... Do you want to go out and take a look?"
"No need..." Yun Qingqing pursed her lips without looking up, "He... has already left."
A moment after she woke up, Xiao Changheng's presence at the door had disappeared.
Zhiluo was stunned for a moment, released her perception and explored for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"He...really left... No, what does he want? You didn't do anything wrong..."
"Stop talking." Yun Qingqing interrupted softly and closed her eyes. "This is not a question of right or wrong. If he doesn't want to see me, then... just let him be quiet."
Zhiluo remained silent and could only sigh softly again.
Yun Qingqing rubbed his brows, cheered himself up and asked:
"What is the situation in the palace now?"
She was exhausted and unconscious at the time, and she didn't know whether the news that she had killed the emperor had spread. If the news had spread, there would be a lot of things to deal with.
If we are not careful, the national movement will be shaken and the people will suffer.
"In the palace... wait a minute, Yuan Si is cleaning up the mess, let him come over and talk." Zhiluo raised her hand, a faint light popped out from her fingertips and floated out of the window.
Not long after, the teleportation array in the courtyard lit up, and Yuan Si walked out of it. He quickly entered the house, and when he saw Yun Qingqing waking up, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, you are awake!" Yuan Si stepped forward and saluted.
Yun Qingqing nodded and asked directly: "Tell me about the situation in the palace."
Yuan Si's expression was somewhat complicated:
"The news has been strictly sealed. It has been announced to the public that the emperor was infected with an epidemic and died before the spiritual rain fell. The Ministry of Rites is now handling the emperor's funeral and preparing for the new emperor to ascend the throne."
Yun Qingqing was silent for a moment:
"He died of illness... This is indeed the most appropriate arrangement for the country and the people, but... have you asked for his opinion?"
He is Xiao Changheng's biological brother. Both publicly and privately, we should not bypass him and make decisions on our own.
Yuan Si's expression became more and more subtle, and he said:
"This was arranged by the Regent and carried out by Nan Zheng. We just helped to seal up the real cause of the emperor's death and...created a substitute for the emperor to be used for the funeral."
Yun Qingqing was stunned for a moment, her heart aching, but she also felt a little relieved.
Even after suffering such a blow, he still put national affairs first and cared about the people. This responsibility made her respect him and even more distressed.
Yun Qingqing suppressed her surging emotions and said seriously:
"Since he has made all the arrangements, you should cooperate with him fully. You don't need to report to me about the affairs of the palace. I will be in seclusion for two days."
Yuan Si agreed and was about to leave when Yun Qingqing suddenly called him again.
"Wait a moment."
Yuan Si stopped and turned around, waiting for her instructions.
Yun Qingqing hesitated for a moment and waved her hand:
"It's okay, go ahead."
Yuan Si didn't understand, but he never questioned his master's decision. He nodded slightly and walked out.
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