It's not easy to make someone who seems healthy die quietly. After Guan Qin and his group left, Shu Yun simply packed a bag, carried it on her back, and pretended to be on a long journey.
Because of the Feng family in Pingyang, she was quite a celebrity in Pingyang. If she were to leave the body she was inhabiting, people would soon discover the death of the Feng family's "Master Shu".
Her sudden death, without contracting the disease or suffering serious injuries, raises many questions.
Shu Yun boarded a merchant ship bound for distant lands, traveling far and wide, and left this body in a place where she knew no one.
Shu Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief when she returned to her own body. Looking at the woman lying quietly on the hotel bed, no longer breathing, she apologized, "I'm sorry for borrowing your body for so long."
She buried the body under the cover of night when no one was around. The body's former owner's spirit had long been taken away by the Black and White Impermanence to be reincarnated. She used this body to exchange with Nanpu for a little bit of immortal fate in the next life.
If someone were to encounter Shu Yun now in her own body, they would be astonished. The reason is simple: Shu Yun's appearance is too outstanding, completely unlike that of a human.
The peach-colored dress was embroidered with camellias, each one exquisitely beautiful, as if they had come alive on the hem of the dress.
Her eyes and brows held a touch of enchantment, with a camellia blooming faintly at the corner of her eye—a manifestation of the overwhelming power of the divine being leaking outwards. The bright red camellia was dazzlingly beautiful.
After returning to the inn, he hesitated for a moment, then picked up his pen and wrote a letter to the Feng family in Pingyang. Considering the distance, it would be a month before the Feng family learned of his "death."
In the letter, she wrote in detail that Feng Ziyi was a kind and gentle person, and that he would definitely be honest and upright if he became an official. However, this was the situation under the prosperous times. If there were conflicts and the country was on the verge of collapse, she should not get stuck in a dead end. Protecting the safety of the common people was the most important thing. She also said that if the emperor was mediocre, there was no need to be blindly loyal.
Feng Ziyi was inherently kind in this life. He later became the prime minister, second only to the emperor. However, he had gone through many hardships before that. He refused to give up on the already ruined Lan Dynasty and stubbornly guarded the incompetent emperor. Only after the emperor abandoned the city and fled did he finally give up on him.
Shu Yun's letter was also intended to lay the groundwork for him, so that he would remember her words in the future and wake up sooner, so that he could become the prime minister sooner and she could get rid of this troublesome matter of protecting people through tribulations as soon as possible.
The letter was already sealed, and as Shu Yun held up the candlestick to drip wax, she suddenly felt that she should write something to Jiang Yan.
Even though she wasn't afraid that the child would become as stubborn as Feng Ziyi in the future, as his teacher, she should still leave him some words "before she dies".
But after thinking it over and over, she couldn't come up with anything to entrust to him. Jiang Yan was cautious and careful in his work, and his upbringing had also honed his shrewdness. If nothing unexpected happened, Jiang Yan would definitely do better than Feng Ziyi in the officialdom in the future.
Finally, I picked up my pen and wrote a sentence for him. The pen tip meandered like a dragon or snake, and the fragrance of ink lingered.
I hope you are well.
The officialdom is full of deceit and treachery. If you can get to a certain position, that's enough. There's no need to ask for more. The higher you climb, the more lonely and tiring it becomes. Just live a peaceful and safe life.
After she finished writing, she carefully lifted the yellowed paper by two corners with two fingers, blew on it to speed up the drying process.
After sending the letter, she finally found a quiet place and left this world without a sound.
A day in heaven is equivalent to a year on earth.
In the eyes of the people of Penglai, she had only been gone for a few days. In the past, she had spent much longer periods of drunken sleep. When their goddess returned from outside, not a single person came forward to inquire about her whereabouts.
This was exactly what Shu Yun wanted. As everyone bowed to her, she made a gesture of supporting them from a distance with her palms facing upwards. A gentle stream of air flew out from her sleeve and lifted everyone up, saving them the trouble of bowing.
Zi'e stepped forward to serve the goddess, but was waved away. The years she spent in the mortal realm where she couldn't use magic had taken a toll on her. Now she just wanted to get a good night's sleep, so that when she woke up she would be the carefree and unrestrained goddess of Penglai again.
"Let me rest properly. Keep all irrelevant people out of the door."
After receiving the order, Zi'e left her residence and stood guard outside the palace as instructed.
Shu Yun slept soundly, sinking into the bed without any regard for appearances. She no longer had to get up early every day to do that tedious morning reading for Feng Ziyi. She could sleep as soundly as she could, until she was completely exhausted.
While Shu Yun was feeling relieved, Si Ming Xing Jun, while reviewing Feng Zi's translation of the Destiny Book in the Heavenly Court, felt increasingly uneasy. He remembered that Jiang Yan had never appeared in the Destiny Book before.
Moreover, Jiang Yan's actions in the mortal realm are attracting more and more attention. In other words, it's as if Jiang Yan is taking up more and more of the screen in the mortal world, and this is not arranged by the Star Lord of Fate.
It's unusual for the contents of one's destiny to undergo such a major change, especially since this is Nanpu's son's tribulation period. If anything goes wrong, that guy Nanpu will definitely come knocking on our door.
Si Ming followed the book of fate and, in doing so, ended up on the head of someone he never expected.
The High God Shu Yun.
After confirming the authenticity of the news with the Black and White Impermanence of the Underworld and Nanpu, they learned that Jiang Yan, who shared the same name as the God of Shuyun in the mortal world, and Feng Ziyi's teacher were actually possessed by the God of Shuyun.
Si Ming watched the changes in his destiny book with trepidation and rushed to Penglai, only to be stopped at the door by Zi E, a subordinate of the High God, who refused to let him in no matter how eloquently he tried to persuade him.
He was given only one sentence: "The gods are resting and have instructed that no one else should disturb them."
The Star Lord of Destiny swiftly opened the Book of Fate in his hand, wishing he could shove the words into Zi'e's face. He pointed to the words and read them aloud to Zi'e, one by one, "Conflicts arise, heroes rise up to seize territory and become kings, the world is in chaos, and in times of chaos, strategists emerge..."
I won't listen, I won't listen, you're just spouting nonsense.
Zi'e stared with dead fish eyes, her expression blank, as if to say, "Do whatever you want, I just won't pay attention to you, and I won't take your words to heart."
Shu Yun slept in a daze, a rare occurrence for her. Even when she did, it was only because she was drunk that she fell into a deep sleep. As a result, she didn't hear Si Ming Xing Jun shouting outside the palace.
So the Star Lord of Destiny stubbornly delayed dealing with the mountain of official duties piled up in the Heavenly Court, and waited outside the Penglai Palace for three whole days before the sleepy-eyed Goddess Shuyun stretched and leisurely walked out from inside.
The young and handsome face of the Star Lord of Destiny was now wrinkled with grievance, and he looked at the bewildered Goddess Shu Yun with teary eyes, "Goddess Shu Yun..."
"Siming..." Shu Yun tidied her slightly disheveled hair. Siming was one of the few immortals in the Heavenly Court, besides Nanpu, who was relatively close to Penglai. "What's wrong?"
The Star Lord of Destiny flew over to Shu Yun and opened the Destiny Book, which had become ten times thicker. "As for Jiang Yan, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to go to the mortal realm again."
Pingyang.
"Master, Suzaku has sent a message."
Kemin untied the bamboo tube from the carrier pigeon's leg, took out the thinly rolled-up strip of paper inside, and handed it unopened to the person sitting at the head of the table.
The once slender boy has now reached the age of twenty. His black hair is tied up with a jade crown, and his vermilion cloak with silver embroidery is loosely draped over his shoulders. He wears a blue robe underneath, which makes his exposed fair skin seem to glow with a shimmering jade-like light.
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