Not dead



Not dead

The girl hiding behind several people in Anshun Marquis' Mansion also saw her. She subconsciously opened her mouth slightly, and her swollen eyes widened in shock.

Jiang Jingyuan just glanced at her and then turned away casually, as if he was looking at an uninterested stranger.

Seeing this, the girl immediately calmed down, quickly concealed the complicated expression on her face, lowered her head, and raised her hand as if wiping away her tears.

Everyone in the Anshun Marquis's mansion was filled with grief, tears streaming down their faces. The Xu clan members who had come to support the cause hurried over to greet the mourning officials. Jiang Jingyuan, ostensibly surrounded by a crowd, stood by, posing like a mascot, watching from the sidelines. Her face remained expressionless, she remained silent, even feeling sleepy enough to yawn.

…………

Leaving the Anshun Marquis's residence, a group of men and women in plain clothes walked along the increasingly bustling streets. After passing two streets, the streets suddenly became quite deserted. Everyone paused for a moment before continuing on their way, not dwelling on or pondering anything. Having finished their own business and preparing to leave, they had no time to meddle in trivial matters that had nothing to do with them.

They walked forward without looking around, and when they passed a house, they suddenly saw the girl in white in the front stopped.

Everyone was stunned.

They didn't notice that the white-clad girl in the front row had her eyes trembling wildly. Jiang Jingyuan stood in front of the cold and quiet courtyard, his mind suddenly filled with confusion and anxiety.

"How could this be...what does this mean...are you testing me?"

Jiang Jingyuan said that she felt a sense of familiarity when she was walking on these two streets just now, until she saw this house... Inexplicably, she recognized it at first sight.

——This is the place where she came out of the killing realm of the magic weapon with the silver sachet!

"Why are you walking this way... Are you letting me see you on purpose? Are you trying to test something..."

Jiang Jingyuan stood there silently, many thoughts flashing through her mind in an instant, and in the end only one question remained in her mind -

"Should I ask?"

Although she didn't want to face it, the fact was that someone must have known that she was the one who took the magic weapon from the bottom of Tianshui Pond. If she pretended to be unaware and walked away now, not to mention that she was trying to cover up the truth, she would actually miss an opportunity to learn more secrets!

But if you ask, you're just admitting it yourself...

"No, no, no, that's not right." Jiang Jingyuan shook his head frantically, thinking, "If they really want to deal with me, they will deal with me whether I admit it or not. I might as well take advantage of any opportunity I can get now."

After thinking about it, Jiang Jingyuan stood there without turning his head, and suddenly asked the people around him: "What's going on here?"

Ah...ah? A look of surprise crossed the face of the man behind her. He hadn't expected this mascot, the princess appointed by the emperor for some unknown reason, to suddenly ask a question. He paused, looked at the street around him, then raised his head to look at the deserted and somewhat dilapidated house next to him. Suddenly, he understood, "This house has been abandoned for hundreds of years. Even if it were to be rebuilt, no one would dare to touch it."

Jiang Jingyuan turned around and looked at him, "Why?"

Perhaps because Jiang Jingyuan had acted so cold all along the way, he subconsciously perked up when he suddenly received her response. He silently straightened his back and immediately continued vividly, "This is no secret in Ling County. Hundreds of years ago, the Xu family married off their daughter, and the groom's family was murdered that very night. This house belongs to the family that was murdered. Since that tragic incident, the house has always been filled with a strong smell of blood, and the wailing of men, women, and children can be heard at night. Someone tried to demolish it and rebuild it, and the entire family was inexplicably killed that night... It wasn't until a hundred years later that the smell of blood gradually dissipated, but no one dared to touch this place."

Jiang Jingyuan listened and nodded.

She didn't ask why no one from the immortal sect intervened. She knew full well that the Xu family and the others involved in the study of immortality wouldn't allow anyone to investigate. Jiang Jingyuan even thought that perhaps the smell of blood and the wailing were just chaos created by the Xu family themselves to scare away others who were unaware of the situation.

Seeing her nod, the man couldn't help but smile. He suppressed the corner of his mouth and continued, "The Xu family is in trouble too. Look, although everyone who has come these days is paying their respects to Marquis Anshun, in fact, several of Marquis Anshun's grandchildren have met with misfortune in the past month. The only one left is Miss Xu Youran, who is following behind the Crown Prince's wife today."

After a pause, he added with a hint of lingering regret, "It seems that the future of Anshun Marquis's Mansion depends on that Xu..."

"Hey, don't say that!" Seeing that he was a little bit arrogant, his colleagues who followed behind him interrupted him hurriedly.

The man, beaming with joy, suddenly cleared his mind after being interrupted. He quickly said, "Yes, yes, that's all there is to the Xu family. It's complicated, but it's also quite simple. Anything more is beyond the reach of this humble official."

Jiang Jingyuan didn't ask any more questions, just hummed. After a pause, she added, "Master Chen is well-informed and knowledgeable. Even though he's in the capital, he hasn't forgotten Ling County."

"Haha..." The man's stern face suddenly broke, and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly, but he still waved his hand and said, "Officials should care about the people. Knowing these things is nothing..."

After a pause, he added as if remembering something, "You all must know this."

The people behind him wanted to say something but hesitated, and finally had no choice but to nod helplessly.

The corner of Jiang Jingyuan's mouth twitched slightly, but fortunately she was walking in the front, so no one saw the momentary twist on her face. Jiang Jingyuan tried to speak in an amazed tone:

“Amazing!”

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the people at the back lit up and they nodded more and more vigorously.

That’s right.

After all, Jiang Jingyuan wasn't praising them before, so they could remain calm, or even ignore it. But now they realize how good it feels to be praised by such a cold person.

Suddenly, everyone walked forward with a brisk pace, and each of them felt light-hearted.

…………

On the way back, Jiang Jingyuan sat in the familiar carriage, swaying from side to side.

With a loud "bang", a pale hand suddenly grabbed the window sill of the carriage. The embroidered curtain was blown by the wind, and a small face with a deathly pale face came close to the window, breathing with difficulty in small gulps with its mouth slightly open.

Jiang Jingyuan... hiccups... Jiang Jingyuan was squirming weakly in the carriage, relying on one hand to hold on to the window sill to hold his whole body so that he would not fall down awkwardly on the plush cushioned floor inside the carriage.

In the midst of crazy dizziness, Jiang Jingyuan thought painfully that she must leave a few more locations outside the palace so that she could teleport to anywhere she wanted.

She would never ride in a carriage again or trust Xu Qinglin's teleportation technology...

"Your Highness Jing Yuan? Your Highness Jing Yuan, are you okay?" At this time, a nervous voice was heard outside the window.

Jiang Jingyuan's eyes showed despair. He slowly lifted his pale, bloodless lips and replied in a weak voice, "I'm fine..."

Oh shit!

The man riding his horse outside the window was startled by the faint sound that sounded like a ghost whispering in his ear. He calmed himself down, his face strange, and he subconsciously thought, "Is this... is this really okay?"

But since Jiang Jingyuan said so, he could only respond and ride his horse back to his original position.

The girl in the carriage was pale, dressed in white, and looked as if she would disappear into the wind at any moment. Jiang Jingyuan's eyes were filled with despair, and she raised the corners of her mouth.

She's not dead, she's fine...

"Bang!"

The girl in white closed her eyes peacefully, her hands loosened, and she slid down onto the seat of the carriage.

Outside the carriage, several people near the carriage heard the noise and looked at each other with strange expressions.

Is this really okay...

…………

After ten days of walking and stopping at a leisurely pace.

When Jiang Jingyuan returned to the palace, she had lost a lot of weight. Facing the surprised gazes of the palace servants along the way, she walked back to the palace alone with an expressionless face.

After letting the palace maids clean up for a while, Jiang Jingyuan fell straight onto the soft bed with her head buried. She kicked off her shoes, crawled into the quilt, turned over, lay flat and closed her eyes.

"No matter what happens...let me rest for a while..."

Jiang Jingyuan let the sleepiness invade his mind, sniffing the lingering aroma of the incense, and fell into a deep sleep... What the hell!

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, her dark eyes filled with resentment and pain——

She couldn't sleep...

Perhaps it was because the carriage had been jolting for days, but even now, even lying in her quiet, still bed, she could still feel a dizzying sensation of ups and downs, left and right. Every time her consciousness blurred and she was about to fall asleep, this dizziness was like a hand slapping her twice, jolting her awake like a storm.

After tossing and turning for more than half an hour, Jiang Jingyuan finally fell asleep peacefully.

They returned to the palace in the early morning. Jiang Jingyuan slept soundly for half a day. When he woke up in the afternoon, he heard a palace servant hurriedly come to report that an imperial edict had arrived.

Jiang Jingyuan stood up and changed clothes without any surprise, thinking silently to himself, "What a perfect time to come... The timing is so precise, they can't be staring at me the whole time..."

The weather was getting colder, and the room was decorated to be warm. The palace maid knew Jiang Jingyuan's habits, and without waiting for her signal, she quickly walked to the window and opened a crack. The wind blew in a circle in the room, rolled up an even stronger warm fragrance, and came out of the window again.

Jiang Jingyuan didn't know if it was because she hadn't been paying close attention, but she suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to hear any birds singing outside the window since she came back... She didn't know if the birds had flown away on their own, or if the palace was so heavily guarded that all the birds had been caught and thrown out of the palace's defense formation.

A large group of palace servants came over holding the imperial edict. The leading palace servant did not give Jiang Jingyuan a chance to kowtow and said hurriedly: "His Majesty said that Your Highness Jingyuan does not need to bow."

Jiang Jingyuan, who wanted to cheer up and pretend to get the imperial edict quickly, paused and stood firm in his place decisively and calmly.

The palace maid smiled and made no move to read the imperial edict. Instead, she handed it to the palace maid in Jiang Jingyuan's palace. The palace maid's hand trembled as she took the edict. She trembled, her throat moving, and she carefully turned to hold the edict towards Jiang Jingyuan.

Jiang Jingyuan's heart skipped a beat, then started beating rapidly again.

It's like this again...

Jiang Jingyuan raised his hand and took the imperial edict without changing his expression.

It was the case last time, and it’s even worse this time…

It was as if she didn't need to kowtow three times or nine times, or thank the Lord for His grace. She wanted to stand on high forever, calm and composed...

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