The box popped open with a thud. The young prince rubbed his head, not having time to complain, his eyes were drawn to the paper inside the box.
With a serious expression, he squatted down, closed the box, and held the wooden box in his arms, reluctantly deciding not to argue with Lou Mu: "Thank you."
Tang Nian bent down and leaned close to the young prince: "What exactly is written in here?"
Seeing the young prince's expression, it would be a lie to say Tang Nian wasn't curious.
Just because she was too embarrassed to ask Lou Mu didn't mean she was too embarrassed to ask the young prince.
Upon hearing this, the young prince couldn't help but glance at Tang Nian: "Senior sister, you refused to learn when my mother asked you to, so I'm not telling you now!"
Tang Nian awkwardly touched the tip of her nose.
After her master died, she went to the underworld to study. Her master taught her to recognize the underworld's characters, but she was really not interested in them. She even dumped all the tasks assigned by her master onto the little prince.
She didn't press further. She had already guessed some of it, and since the young prince wouldn't say, she would just pretend she didn't know.
The young prince has almost finished his business in the mortal realm, and he has no interest in lingering there any longer.
"I'm leaving the affairs of the human world to you. Call me if you need anything."
But that's not what Tang Nian heard.
There are too many people and too many eyes here. It is unknown when the young prince will be able to return to the human world after returning to the underworld. Before leaving, he still sent a telepathic message to Tang Nian.
"The little ghost on Emperor Chu is haunting him because this celestial master transferred the karma of the murder to him. As for the emerging head, I have no idea what it is. If you encounter something similar, send me a message and I will take care of it. Also, my mother misses you very much. If you have the chance, come to the underworld to visit her."
The young prince had just disappeared on the spot with a few ghost messengers, but Tang Nian was unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
"What's wrong with Sister Tang?"
Tang Nian shook her head: "It's nothing, but you brat, why are you only coming back now!"
Tang Nian was still hoping that Ming Huan could return before the coup.
"That's what they call, it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early." Ming Huan touched the tip of his nose, shaking his head and acting unseriously.
Just as Tang Nian was about to say a few more words of instruction, she heard a series of hurried footsteps in the distance. Turning her head, she saw several monks slowly walking in.
The one in the lead was naturally Abbot Huian.
"Amitabha."
He bowed to the group, his gaze sweeping over them, lingering subtly on Ming Huan for a moment, and then glancing a few times at the spot where the young prince had just stood.
Seeing that Master Huian was safe and sound, Tang Nian realized that she had forgotten something.
She pursed her lips, took out a bumpy, round ball from her bosom, and handed it to Master Huian with both hands: "Abbot, it's better to return this to its rightful owner."
Tang Nian was a little embarrassed. She had scraped off too much of this relic and used it to draw a lot of talismans. The originally oval relic had been ground into a small ball.
Master Huian did not accept it, but simply put his hands together and said calmly, "Amitabha, Benefactor Tang, since we are destined to meet, this relic will remain with you."
"this……"
Tang Nian was also somewhat conflicted. She didn't really like Buddhist things, let alone Buddhist sacred objects.
But seeing Master Hui'an's resolute attitude, even though she didn't know what use it would be to her, she still accepted it.
The monk behind him clasped his hands together, sat down on the spot regardless of the messy ground, and began to chant the obscure Rebirth Sutra.
Although there are no souls left here, the cold palace slowly warmed up as they were being prayed for.
The resentment that lingered in every corner of the palace slowly disappeared along with the golden scriptures.
"let's go."
Seeing this scene before her, Tang Nian didn't want to stay any longer.
Of course, she certainly didn't get a headache from listening to Buddhist scriptures.
Upon returning to the Grand Secretary's residence, he saw Jing Yao rushing over in a flurry of activity.
"Senior, the spring water is ready."
"Spring water? What spring water?" Ming Huan had just returned and knew nothing about it. Before Lou Mu could even speak, he interrupted.
Seeing Ming Huan, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, Jing Yao didn't seem very happy. She rolled her eyes and proudly explained, "Of course, it's the spring water of our Qingqiu Jing Clan."
"Lou Mu, you can use it, I don't need it." Tang Nian looked up at the man beside her, whose expression remained unchanged, and directly refused.
“Miss, today is the last treatment, you must use it.” Jing Yao’s attitude was firm, as she had promised Lou Mu. “Your injuries have been treated with the spring water from Qingqiu, so you must use it to the fullest extent, otherwise the old wounds will hide deeper, and then the injuries will be even more difficult to remove.”
Suddenly she remembered something, her eyes widened, and she hurriedly asked, "Wait, senior, are you injured?"
"It's nothing, just minor injuries."
Lou Mu was clearly unwilling to say more.
"Lou Mu!"
Seeing that Lou Mu remained unmoved, Tang Nian's temper finally flared up. She turned to Jing Yao and asked, "Jing Yao, is there any more spring water?"
"This..." Jing Yao was also somewhat embarrassed, "Senior only changed the treatment for you alone, and today's spring water is only enough for you. After that, the spring water is no different from ordinary water, unless..."
"Unless what?" Tang Nian didn't want to see Jing Yao stammering and unwilling to speak directly.
"I'll soak with you, senior."
Tang Nian was speechless for a moment. She bit her lip and secretly glanced up at Lou Mu, only to find that Lou Mu was looking down at her. Her face flushed and she quickly turned her head away.
"What?!" Ming Huan, who was standing to the side, instantly bristled and stepped between Tang Nian and Lou Mu. "I won't allow it!"
Lou Mu sighed, looked away, and shook his head helplessly: "My injury is nothing to worry about, but your injury is more important."
"Nonsense! How could Tian Lei's injury be harmless!" Tang Nian retorted, her face flushed.
Upon hearing that it was Tian Lei's injury, Jing Yao became even more excited, but before she could speak, Lou Mu said again, "My mind is made up. Jing Yao, take Tang Nian there."
After speaking, he disregarded what those around him thought, waved his hand, and turned to leave.
Tang Nian sighed and looked at Ming Huan, who was getting agitated: "Ming Huan, go to the front hall and wait for me."
Watching the two leave her sight, Jing Yao called out to Tang Nian, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.
"Miss, do you know how precious the Jing family's spring water is?"
Tang Nian paused, turned around and looked at Jing Yao who was standing still. She knew what Jing Yao was thinking.
“I know, but this is Lou Mu’s own wish. You should know his personality better than I do.”
Lou Mu saved her, and she used her own healing spring water to save Lou Mu. Tang Nian felt that she had done everything she could, but Lou Mu still refused to listen to her. So she didn't want to persuade him any further.
However, once we leave the imperial city, we can ask the gods if they have any holy medicine to heal our wounds.
"No, you don't know!" Jing Yao shouted, steeling her heart. "Senior traded one of his own tails for this spring water! Otherwise, how could you have used so much spring water to heal your wounds!"
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