"Impossible." Wan Xin denied, "I also specially mixed other things into the rosemary I prepared. Its effect cannot be bad."
"The amount is wrong." Chang'an confirmed, "Grandpa is old and his health is not as good as that of a young man, so I asked him to reduce the amount and keep it to the minimum within the usage range."
"Then, could that be the reason?" Wanxin hesitated, but in her heart she was certain of Chang'an's thoughts. "After all, he was once a general who fought on the battlefield. His willpower is extraordinary."
"Forget it, let's slowly unravel the secret hidden behind it.
It's been so many years, it won't be easy to investigate." Chang'an said, "I'll go to Aunt Meng's place and have a chat. Auntie, please contact our people. I want to see them in a few days."
"There's one more thing." Wanxin whispered in Chang'an's ear, "Shirou plans to fake her own death and leave on the day of her wedding to the Fourth Prince."
Chang'an frowned, "Aunt, what was the relationship between my mother and Aunt Meng when she was alive?"
"Average." Wan Xin replied.
Chang An thought about what the old man had said before. Those people must be from Fu Sheng Sect. "Then... to take over Fu Sheng Sect and become its leader, is there anything necessary? For example, the Emperor needs the Imperial Seal to ascend the throne."
"Of course there is, it's an amber ring. But Princess Ya passed away so suddenly, I don't know where it is."
"Aunt, why do the high-ranking officials of Fusheng Sect wear masks when they meet?" Chang'an didn't understand. "Now Chang'an doesn't even know where they are, how can he use them?"
"There are pros and cons. Of course, it's to prevent traitors from appearing within the sect. That way, even if a traitor does appear, or if he's tortured and unable to surrender, they won't reveal the identity of the other people."
"What if the item proving their identity falls into the hands of someone else, or is accidentally lost?"
Chang'an thought that if what the old man said was true, and the person who saved him that night was Meng Sichan, then she was very likely a member of the Fusheng Sect.
"No." Wan Xin said, "That object recognizes its master. It needs a drop of its owner's blood every month to feed. Every time the leaders of the sect meet, they use their blood and the object to prove their identity. If it's not one of us, the object will change color when the blood drips on it."
"This is the rule of Fusheng Sect," Chang'an thought. "If this is true, then Fusheng Sect must have something to restrain its disciples. Otherwise, what will happen to those who develop a change of heart?"
"Of course. Fusheng Pill is a poison.
Everyone in Fushengmen will take it, but the effects are different. "Wan Xin sighed slightly,
"When Princess Ya served as the leader of Fusheng Sect, the five leaders she selected were different.
Although superficially similar to the rules of previous generations, the reality is somewhat different. Princess Ya and the masters of the five gates have personal connections, so their friendship is deeper and more pure. Furthermore, Princess Ya and the masters of the five gates of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have all met each other before.
"So, Aunt Wanxin, you have met them all?"
"No!" Wan Xin continued, "Princess Ya met with them privately, but they both understood each other. In public, they still acted as if they had never met.
The leaders of these five sects and I did not take the Fu Sheng Pill, but followed Princess Ya willingly.
This has never happened between me and the Lord of the Five Gates, or between the Lords of the Five Gates themselves."
"In other words, you, Auntie, and the five sect masters of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth all followed my mother out of love, not because of the Fu Sheng Pill or the sect's rules."
Wan Xin confirmed, "Yes. But from the perspective of the others in Fushengmen, everything is the same as before."
"Miss." It was Dongxue's voice outside the door.
Dongxue came in and Wanxin left.
"Dongxue has something to tell the young lady."
Changan smiled and said, "When did you become so shy when speaking?"
Dongxue lowered her head, and Changan saw it and guessed, "How is your brother Songzi's injury?"
"Thank you for your concern, Miss. His injuries are almost healed." Dongxue looked up and saw Chang'an fiddling with the purse with a bored look on his face. She hesitated a little, not knowing whether to tell him.
"What's the matter?" Chang'an noticed that Dongxue was hesitant to speak, and turned back to look at her. "If you have something to say, just say it. There's no need to be so cautious in front of me. I treat you like one of my own family."
"Yes, Brother Songzi." Dongxue said, "He wants Dongxue to find him a job in this general's mansion."
Chang'an didn't speak immediately. Considering what Bei Mingxuan had found out before, he began to doubt this man called Songzi. "Doesn't your brother Songzi know medicine? If he were to go to the General's Mansion, he would be a slave for life. To enter the General's Mansion, you need to sign a contract to sell your body."
"Dongxue told Brother Songzi, but he said he hoped to be with Dongxue.
Moreover, he is afraid that he will no longer be able to practice medicine. He trembles all over at the mention of practicing medicine."
"What do you think?" Chang'an asked. "If he comes to the general's mansion, he won't stay with you. You know the rules. I won't keep a man around."
Dongxue didn't say anything, and her face looked to be in a dilemma.
"You have no idea, right?" Changan was not willing to keep such an unclear person around.
She could tell that Dongxue cared about this man called Songzi. If there really was something wrong with this man, then Dongxue, caught between her and Songzi, would definitely be the one hurt the most. "How about this, if you are willing to be with your brother Songzi, then leave the General's Mansion."
"No!" Dongxue looked up in surprise and knelt in front of Chang'an, "Miss, Miss, are you trying to chase Dongxue away? Dongxue, don't mention letting Brother Songzi into the mansion anymore. Miss, don't chase Dongxue away."
Changan smiled, stood up and pulled Dongxue up, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not trying to drive you away. I just want you to have more choices of your own."
"Isn't the purpose of leaving the General's Mansion to drive Dongxue away?"
"No one can avoid getting married. Unless you become a nun in a temple," Chang'an explained. "It's your choice. Will you marry or become a nun?"
"Dongxue doesn't want to be a nun, she also wants to follow the young lady."
"You are a slave yourself, so does that mean your children will also be slaves in the future? You and I grew up together and are as close as sisters. There is no distinction between master and servant.
I am no longer in the General's Mansion as I was before. If you truly love Songzi, I will marry you to him, prepare a dowry for you, and give you the indenture, and you will be free."
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