[Chapter 410 Chapter 410 The Vicious Fake Goddess (21)]
Before Tusang left, Yan Qing performed one last acupuncture treatment on him, which helped him dissolve the blood clots in his brain and restore his memory.
Only then did he remember that he had braved the wind and rain to rush back to the capital as soon as possible because he had received the news of his father's death.
However, he was assassinated in the Chilian Mountain area.
During the fight, he tore off the collar and turban and found that it was his eldest brother's staff.
Forced to the edge of a cliff, he jumped down with injuries and landed right into the rushing river.
After rushing to the border area between the border town and the grassland, it was picked up by Ge An and Maya who came out to barter.
After absorbing the memory, the young man's expression changed several times. He sat cross-legged on the bed for a long time without saying a word.
Yan Qing put away the silver needle and waved his hand in front of him. His face was solemn and he called him tentatively: "Brother Tusang?"
Tusan suddenly pulled her close to him, letting her feel the strong beating of his heart when their skin touched.
"No matter who I am, it cannot change the importance of Qingmei in my heart."
Like a promise, also like a guarantee.
Yan Qing's stiff body relaxed, and he withdrew from his arms, biting his lip and speaking in confusion: "I thought..."
Tusan jumped off the bed and rubbed the top of her head: "Silly girl, don't think too much, I will always be your brother Tusan."
A dark color flashed across his eyes. He was afraid of scaring the girl, so he carefully hid his possessiveness that had grown several times.
After regaining his memory, he still looked the same as before, but his aura became more solemn.
After taking charge of the porridge distribution event, Tusan lived in the suburbs of the city for several days.
In addition, she does good deeds everywhere using the name of the goddess.
After the people who were following him relaxed their vigilance, he sneaked into the residences of the eldest prince and the second prince at night, wanting to investigate the truth of the incident that year.
Following his memory, he found the dog hole he had crawled through with his brothers when he was a child, and easily entered Cheng Jiang's residence.
In the darkness, his black eyes were filled with moonlight, and a bit of ambition was also pouring out.
In addition to finding the culprit who harmed him in the first place, he also wants to take back what he deserves.
Only by becoming the Lord of Beiyou will he be qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with Qingmei.
After the patrol had passed, he jumped from the roof and hid in a corner.
Noticing that the light was on in the study, he approached quietly.
He actually discovered something interesting.
The secret sect, which ostensibly belonged to the eldest prince's party, actually sent people to secretly contact Cheng Jiang.
It was late at night and the lights in the Third Prince's mansion were brightly lit.
During this period, Cheng Xu went out early and came back late to supervise the construction of the temple, and appeared to be conscientious in front of outsiders.
After Yan Qing moved in, she never saw him again after the night of the palace banquet.
On the contrary, Cheng Su and Cheng Jiang would come to visit from time to time, and even some ministers would want to meet her under various pretexts.
Some people even wanted to have their female relatives come to her to play the emotional card, but they were all turned away.
Seeing Lan Yin sleeping soundly, Yan Qing slowed down and took a pot of tea and two porcelain cups from the table.
"Your Majesty the Goddess." Qi Heng bowed quickly when he saw her come out.
I wanted to ask her why she couldn't sleep, but I didn't dare to say anything because of my inferiority complex.
Yan Qing handed him a porcelain cup and raised the jade pot in his hand: "There is no wine tonight, but you can have a drink."
Without waiting for the man to respond, she took the lead and walked towards the corridor in the courtyard, leaned against the railing, bent one leg, and glanced sideways at the river pond outside the corridor.
The silver moon, green water and red corridor complement each other, making the beauty even more stunning.
Qi Heng approached unknowingly and stared at him in a daze.
Coming to his senses, he felt deeply guilty for his rudeness. When he raised the glass to his lips, he remembered that it was empty.
Yan Qing smiled kindly and raised the teapot: "Commander Qi, do you mind if the tea gets cold?"
Qi Heng took three steps forward, holding the cup in both hands.
The exquisite jade cup looked even smaller against the backdrop of his big hand.
After Yan Qing filled his cup, he clinked his own cup with his: "Tea is cold and bitter, but it is not as good as the sufferings of the world."
She looked melancholy and confused.
Qi Heng took small sips of the tea and found it sweeter than honey.
Perhaps because the person who drinks it is extraordinary, the tea also tastes extraordinary.
"The goddess has a kind heart."
He was not good at praising others, and he thought for a long time before coming up with this sentence.
He stood stiffly a few steps away, not daring to look the person opposite him in the face. He just lowered his head and carefully used his eyes to capture the corner of her clothes that was blown up by the wind.
Yan Qing smiled lightly across his face, and responded with simple praise: "Commander Qi is also a kind person."
Qi Heng suddenly looked up, his eyes trembling, as if their souls had a resonance, and they smiled at each other unconsciously.
Yan Qing seemed to casually ask if there was any girl in the mansion who liked plum blossoms, and turned the topic to the plum garden where she currently lived.
"The Plum Garden is fresh and elegant. Is the Peaceful Fragrant Residence prepared by the Third Prince for his beloved?" She said jokingly, "If that's the case, I've made a mistake in picking up a pair of lovebirds."
Qi Heng replied to her: "Goddess, don't worry about it. Your Highness has no one he likes."
He paused, then said, "The Plum Garden was originally built by His Highness to commemorate Concubine Yun."
Concubine Yun is Cheng Xu's biological mother whom he has never met.
Yan Qing's expression froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal: "So that's how it is."
Concubine Yun died of hemorrhage when she was young, and the mother and son were separated before they even had a chance to see each other.
Even so, it did not prevent Cheng Xu from asking former palace maids about his biological mother's preferences, and he specially built this Plum Garden to commemorate her.
It is still unknown whether this was done for the emperor to see and demonstrate his filial piety, or whether it was really to remind him of the deceased.
But the more people don't have something, the more they desire it.
Cheng Xu, who has never been loved by his parents since childhood, may have some concerns in this regard.
When dealing with a defensive man, it is possible to start from this aspect.
Yan Qing's thoughts flowed. He poured Qi Heng another cup of tea and then stood up to say goodbye.
Qi Heng watched her figure disappear at the end of the corridor. Only when the white skirt disappeared did he pick up the cup and drink it all, swallowing the tea leaves along with it.
Then put the porcelain cup into the secret pocket inside the chest lapel.
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The construction of the temple has reached its final stage, and Yan Qing has stayed in the Third Prince's Mansion for almost three months.
During this period, she and Cheng Xu did not disturb each other. When they met occasionally, they just said hello. However, Qi Heng was always with her.
Cheng Xu is a suspicious person, and rushing to meet him will only make him guess at your intentions.
Therefore, Yan Qing did not take the initiative to meet him and waited for a suitable opportunity.
Despite this, her daily movements still reach the ears and eyes of men.
Either through Qi Heng, or through someone who is following him secretly.
Yan Qing pretended not to know and spent her days seeing patients in various places in the city. The name of the goddess spread throughout the imperial capital.
In particular, the fact that she could always accurately find the families of seriously ill patients and save the dying from the brink of death was even more miraculous and made people firmly believe in her identity.
These people naturally didn't know that she had the ability to tame beasts and could get snakes, insects, rats, and birds to deliver messages.
The superiors were also greatly shocked. The rewards that were brought into her residence continued to flow in, and she ordered Tusang and Lan Yin to distribute them all.
Now she has a large number of believers in Beiyou. Even before the temple is built, believers have come to worship.
Wusa was furious, and everyone in the Tantric Buddhism felt in danger.
Because of the incident with Bai Ze, the old emperor was still angry with him, and Yan Qing's reputation was on the rise, so he didn't dare to offend him again at the critical moment.
It was winter and the city was covered with heavy snow.
Yan Qing was in a hurry to leave for this free clinic. Tusang and Lan had other things to do, and she didn't like having a bunch of people following her, so she only brought Qi Heng with her.
The snowy road was difficult to walk on, and the two were trapped in a mountain temple halfway.
Qi Heng dismantled the carriage to use as firewood. When the flames started, the entire temple was lit up.
Yan Qing wrapped himself in fox fur and sat cross-legged beside the campfire.
Qi Heng half-knelt down and blamed himself: "I didn't take emergency precautions and caused the goddess to suffer. I will accept the punishment after returning home."
"Commander Qi was indeed wrong." Yan Qing had a stern face, but suddenly he smiled, "I shouldn't have been so serious about it."
Qi Heng looked up at her smiling face, the fiery light dancing on her bright face and also alive in his heart.
Yan Qing rubbed his face against the snowy fur collar, his eyebrows curved: "The weather is changeable and unpredictable, how can I blame you."
"Could it be that Commander Qi thinks that I am like that evil person who does not distinguish right from wrong?"
The corners of her eyes slightly raised, a light flashed in them, and her expression became more vivid.
"I dare not." Qi Heng lowered his head, still kneeling on one knee.
Yan Qing's expression suddenly changed. He took out a silver needle from his sleeve wrist guard and shot it towards the window, shouting, "Who's there?"
Qi Heng chased out quickly, only to hear the whistling of the cold wind, and a string of shallow footprints were instantly submerged in the heavy snow.
"No need to chase." Yan Qing said, "Maybe the Third Prince is worried and sent someone to protect him secretly."
She buried a small thorn.
Qi Heng's expression changed slightly, confusion flashed in his eyes, and his heart was nervous.
No matter what Cheng Xu's intention was in sending people to follow him, it was a sign of his lack of trust in his personal guard.
Maybe that wasn't the Third Prince's man, he thought.
Seeing him standing still by the window, Yan Qing said in a slightly depressed voice, "Commander Qi doesn't want to come over and talk to me to relieve my boredom, but what is he dissatisfied with me for?"
"I dare not." Qi Heng immediately returned to the fire, sat on the ground with his back straight.
Like a cedar tree that would rather break than bend.
Yan Qing picked up a stick and poked the fire: "They called me a goddess, but they didn't know that I was just an ordinary person."
She talked about the original owner's experience and how she was chosen by the Beast God when she was about to die of illness. Her low tone gradually became light.
Qi Heng listened silently. Although he didn't say anything, the emotions in his eyes changed as she spoke.
The heartache was fleeting.
He thought he had a miserable life, but the girl in front of him was even more miserable than him.
Seeing her parents and brother die trying to protect her, this little girl must have felt such a huge guilt.
"Lord Beast God chose you as the goddess because of your original kindness." He said seriously.
Yan Qing smiled and looked at him: "I thought so too."
There was a hint of pride in her clear voice, and her dark eyes were brighter than snow under the moonlight.
Perhaps her smile was too contagious, Qi Heng's mouth corners suddenly relaxed.
"What about you, Commander Qi?" Yan Qing blinked, "I told you my secret."
She demanded an equal exchange with confidence.
Qi Heng looked at her.
The girl lay on her knees with her little face half-hidden in the plush collar of fox fur, looking as pretty as a snow fairy.
He pondered for a moment and then told his life experience.
His father was originally a second-rank official in the court, and was famous for his integrity and courage to speak out.
Qi Heng entered the palace with his father when he was young. By chance, he saw the eldest prince ordering people to bully Cheng Xu. Being as upright as his father, he stepped forward to save him.
The two of them had their encounter.
He was chosen as the fourth prince's study companion and had more opportunities to enter the palace. He would occasionally help the unfavored Cheng Xu.
When he was fourteen years old, his father was accused of corruption and stolen silver was found in the mansion.
He went from being the son of a promising second-rank official to being the descendant of a criminal and was thrown into the Criminal Slave Division for three years.
Fortunately, Cheng Xu knelt all night and exchanged his merits for his release.
From then on, he stayed in the Third Prince's Mansion and became his right-hand man.
Touching the cross scar on his face, Qi Heng lowered his head and did not mention that this place had been branded with a slave mark.
He was already humble to the core, and didn't want to sink any lower in her heart.
"Lord Qi must be a good person." Yan Qing smiled, "Like father, like son. Commander Qi is a very good person."
Qi Heng suddenly looked up, complex emotions surging in his eyes, and finally calmed down.
"But I can't find any evidence to overturn his conviction." His voice was low and hoarse, and guilt was about to overflow from his words.
Yan Qing stood up and walked in front of him, raised his right hand and gently touched the top of his head: "God has mercy on the world and will bless you to make your wish come true."
At this moment, Qi Heng seemed to see the arrival of God again.
After returning to the Third Prince's Mansion, both of them seemed to have forgotten what happened in the temple, and Qi Heng was still respectful to her.
Yan Qing asked Lan Yin to invite the wives of officials who had sent visiting cards before to come to the mansion to attend the Xueji Banquet.
He also asked Qi Heng and Tu Sang to invite all the adults in the name of himself and the third prince.
"Miss, the ladies are almost here." Lan Yin said.
There was also news from Tucson.
Yan Qing sat down in front of the dressing table: "Let's be clean today."
She let Lan Yin dress her up while she pondered Qi Heng's life experience.
It was difficult for Cheng Xu to know the emperor's itinerary relying only on the maids in the cold palace, but Qi Heng was well-informed in this regard.
Because he was the study partner of the most favored Fourth Prince at that time.
It is very likely that it was because of this that Cheng Xu was able to get the opportunity to show up in front of the old emperor with the help of a hairpin from his biological mother.
Qi Heng wanted to seek justice for his father, but he could not find any clues and was afraid that it was related to the emperor.
If the king wants his subject to die, the subject must die.
Being too popular is sometimes not a good thing.
So what role does Cheng Xu play in this?
He went from being a prince in the cold palace to being listed in the royal jade book and ranked third in the family. Of course, it was impossible for him to rely solely on the old emperor's favor for Concubine Yun, who had died many years ago.
Probably only the emperor knew the key.
Yan Qing didn't think any further. She didn't put on any makeup, put a wooden hairpin in her hair, and walked slowly towards Tingxue Pavilion.
The heavy snow has just stopped, leaving the world with a beautiful scene of silver.
The wives of the officials were dressed elegantly and gorgeously, with pearls and jade on their heads.
"The harsh winter scenery is so barren, but the ladies have made me see the spring flowers in the garden, how beautiful it is."
She stopped everyone from greeting them and sat down with them in the pavilion.
Based on the husband's status, the one with a higher position would stand closer to her, while the others would stand by the pavilion.
Yan Qing discussed poetry and scenery with them, and the chat brought them closer.
Some ladies asked her why she didn't wear any jewelry and vied with each other to give her some head ornaments.
She sighed softly, "I am here on the orders of the Beast God to come to the human world in order to relieve the suffering of all living beings."
Lan Yin said cleverly, "Ladies, you may not know that the jewels bestowed by His Majesty were all exchanged by my young lady for food and donated to the poor people."
"The goddess is so kind." The corners of the official women's mouths trembled slightly, and the gold and silver hairpins in their hair made them feel embarrassed.
They dressed formally to show respect to the goddess, but compared with the selflessness of the goddess, it seemed that they didn't care about the suffering of the people.
If this matter were to get out, it would affect the family's reputation.
I don't know who took the lead: "Since the Goddess has set an example, we should follow closely."
Yan Qing's smile deepened, this was exactly what he was waiting for.
When Cheng Xu heard that she had summoned all the ministers and their wives to the palace, he hurried over immediately to avoid arousing his father's suspicion.
What we saw was her tricking the ladies into donating jewelry and money.
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