Chapter 59 Itch
Su You had been waiting outside the door for a long time. He had overheard the conversation between Jing Qianheng and Jing Chengrui, and he had automatically assumed that the person Jing Qianheng was talking about was the imposter Jiang Zhishui.
After Emperor Qingyu went into seclusion, even Su You couldn't see him. When he finally emerged from seclusion, Su You thought he had moved on from his grief, but unexpectedly, the imposter Jiang Zhishui appeared.
Su You was already worried that Jing Qianheng would be bewitched and used by her, but she didn't expect that he had become so infatuated with this face that he seemed to have the intention of replacing the madam by bringing him back.
"Keep an eye on him." Jing Qianheng opened the door and went out. "Don't let him wander around."
Su You stood by the door, bowed and nodded. Jing Qianheng turned around and said, "If you behave yourself, everything will be fine. You'll be able to see whoever you want to see."
After saying that, Jing Qianheng left. Just as Su You was about to close the door, Jing Chengrui called out to him, asking, "Wait, what are you doing? Locking me in here?"
Su You placed her hand on the doorframe and said, "Sixth Prince, it's late. Aren't you going to rest? I'm just closing the door."
Jing Chengrui hadn't seen any acquaintances in a long time, and after talking for a while, he became quite emotional. He invited Su You in to have a drink and reminisce about the past.
Su You hesitated for a moment, but still went inside.
As fellow citizens of the State of Jin, the two men were deeply moved when they met again after the fall of their state.
Su You was Jing Qianheng's confidant and naturally did not want his master to be misunderstood. He drank a cup of wine, the spiciness burning his throat, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sixth Prince, in the past, there were both external and internal troubles. Not only did outsiders want the Emperor's life, but His Majesty and the Crown Prince also had their own schemes. The world is unpredictable. Now the Emperor only has the Sixth Prince as his family. I hope the Sixth Prince will have pity on the Emperor and not be his enemy anymore."
Su You spoke vaguely and refused to explain herself, so Jing Chengrui didn't press her. He just drank silently and didn't say anything.
As Jing Qianheng walked back, he sensed someone intruding. He quickly concealed himself in the shadows. Just then, two figures appeared and flashed into the west side of the courtyard.
Hidden within the dark barrier, Jing Qianheng coldly watched the two people in the western corner of the courtyard.
Jing Chengrui's claim of having helpers turned out to be genuine... and there was more than one person. Both men were dressed in black and their faces were covered, so Jing Qianheng couldn't make out their features.
Moonlight slowly peeked through the clouds, and one of them removed her mask. Jing Qianheng's eyes sharpened as she recognized the person as Ying Xue from the Ziyang Immortal Mansion. She looked at the other person and whispered, "Uncle-Master, I see Junior Sister!"
Upon hearing this, Jing Qianheng frowned, took a few steps, and wanted to see who the other person was.
He was separated from the two people by a dark barrier, so they couldn't see him, but he could clearly hear their conversation.
Upon hearing Ying Xue's words, the other person paused for a moment, then slowly removed their mask. When Jing Qianheng saw the person's face, he raised an eyebrow and his expression turned serious.
It turned out to be Song An.
Song An asked in confusion, "Who are you talking about?"
Ying Xue exclaimed happily, "It's Zhi Shui, she's not dead."
Song An and Ying Xue split up. He found Jing Chengrui at Qianjing Peak. Jing Chengrui was acting suspiciously and was also an intruder. He was originally following Jing Chengrui, but was pulled away by Ying Xue halfway, which is how he missed the confrontation between Jing Chengrui and Jing Qianheng.
The two of them came to investigate the situation, which was actually Song An's idea. Elder Bai Zang was still seriously injured and not very lucid. Ying Xue accidentally discovered Song An's plan and insisted on coming along.
Song An didn't want the others in the Ziyang Immortal Mansion to know, so he simply brought her along.
Inside the dark barrier, Jing Qianheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
Has she met Ying Xue? Is she planning to run away again?
Song An asked incredulously, "You saw it with your own eyes?"
Ying Xue nodded, "It's true. I've met her, and she told me some things."
"Where is she? She..." Song An paused, then asked, "If she's alright, why doesn't she try to send a message? What was her attitude when you saw her? Didn't she want to leave?"
Ying Xue frowned and said, "Junior Sister also wants to leave... but she's afraid of implicating the Ziyang Immortal Mansion. Martial Aunt, she did indeed die once, and it was Emperor Qingyu who saved her with evil magic. If we take her away this time, Emperor Qingyu will definitely not let it go."
"You mean, the Jade Emperor values Jiang Zhishui highly? So much so that he's willing to use evil magic to revive her? That would be against the laws of nature!"
"Zhi Shui didn't explain the details clearly; she just told us to leave first."
Song An glanced around. "It's indeed not convenient to stay here for long, but since we're already here, there's something I'd like to confirm with Jiang Zhishui."
Ying Xue: "No, Zhi Shui warned us that Emperor Qingyu could go to her place at any time. If we go there now, we might run into him and be in trouble."
“I suspect that Jiang Zhishui agreed to marry into Qianjing Peak on the orders of Mingxuan Tianzun to assassinate the demon.” Song An had a long-standing unresolved issue that he had never confided in anyone, and he couldn’t help but reveal it. “I want to ask her if she has met the Tianzun?”
Ying Xue exclaimed in surprise: "Mingxuan Heavenly Venerable? Grandmaster? Didn't he already ascend to godhood long ago?"
Song An said, “It’s soul possession. I’ve spoken with my master in different people several times. The possessed person is completely unaware of their own body and is controlled by my master. They are unaware that they have been possessed afterward. Soul possession doesn’t last long. My master always appears suddenly and leaves after saying only a few words.”
Ying Xue asked, puzzled, "Why does Martial Aunt think that Grandmaster will meet Zhi Shui?"
“Master foresaw the demonic dragon's calamity long ago, and... he told me many strange things. Although I don't understand them, I can only follow Master's words.” Song An hesitated for a moment, then continued, “Master asked me to take Jing Qianheng as my disciple, and I did so. But I didn't expect that child to have such a tragic fate. He encountered so many things after returning to the country. In the end, Master never explained why he asked me to take him as my disciple.”
"Master also said that only his wife could kill Emperor Qingyu."
Ying Xue was speechless: "...At that time, I told Zhi Shui to escape, but she refused and even locked me up... She is clearly a timid person, but that time she was really strange. She was full of confidence, as if she was very sure that she could escape from the devil's hands."
Song An pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps Jiang Zhishui was killed after failing to assassinate Emperor Qingyu. Now that she has been rescued, does she want to stay and continue her mission?"
Inside the dark barrier, Jing Qianheng's fingers trembled slightly, his eyes lowered, and his expression stiffened.
Upon hearing this, Ying Xue became anxious. "How can that be? It's too dangerous. Why is she still so reckless? How can she possibly kill that demon by herself? I'll go and take her away."
Song An stopped her, "Ying Xue, don't rush, calm down. Alright, let's leave first this time. Your junior sister is right. If we run into Emperor Qingyu, not only will our lives be in danger, but it will also implicate the Ziyang Immortal Mansion. Let's go."
Knowing that Jiang Zhishui was still alive, Song An, eager to find out the truth, lost his mind for a moment. Fortunately, he came to his senses in time and realized that there was no need to rush.
Ying Xue was dragged away by Song An. She glanced back, and although she was reluctant, she followed him.
Inside the temple.
As soon as Jing Qianheng opened the door, Jiang Zhishui, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, ran over barefoot.
"Qianheng!! I'm doomed, I'm so itchy!" Jiang Zhishui had several red rashes on her face, and she kept scratching her body. "Look, I have so many rashes all over my body."
Jing Qianheng was slightly taken aback. She pulled down her collar, revealing her fair skin, which was covered with a large patch of red rashes.
Jiang Zhishui scratched her neck. "Help! It's so itchy, so really itchy, I can't stand it anymore!!"
Jing Qianheng grabbed her hand, stopping her from continuing, and frowned, asking, "What did you do?"
"I just took a bath." Jiang Zhishui's hands were being held by Jing Qianheng. She struggled back and even tried to scratch him, but she said with a look of endurance, "I picked some flowers from the back mountain. Look, those on the table. I just soaked in them for a while. Are these flowers poisonous? Should I rinse them with cold water?"
After saying that, she tried to break free from Jing Qianheng and leave, but Jing Qianheng pulled her back, saying, "Don't do anything rash. You're so itchy right now, even taking a cold shower won't help."
Jiang Zhishui looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears, and said pitifully, "What should I do? It's so itchy, and I couldn't suppress it even when I tried to use my spiritual power..."
Jing Qianheng turned to look at the petals scattered on the table, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Why are you picking those flowers? Do you even know what they are?"
Jiang Zhishui lowered her head and whispered, "I know... I just wanted to take a shower and wait for you to come back."
Jing Qianheng raised an eyebrow: "You know?"
"It's so itchy." Jiang Zhishui gently punched Jing Qianheng's chest with her forehead. Her wrists were still being held tightly by Jing Qianheng, so she couldn't scratch and was being asked all sorts of questions. She leaned weakly against him and asked for help, "Don't worry about that flower, okay? I... Ah, it's so itchy, it itches to the core, it's so uncomfortable, please help me, Qianheng."
Jing Qianheng tightened his grip slightly, paused for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I'll help you with everything, every single time..."
Jiang Zhishui felt ashamed. She had intended to seduce someone, but her plan backfired, and she ended up getting herself into trouble. She whispered, "I won't do it again. You're so understanding, please don't hold it against me, okay?"
Jing Qianheng picked her up by the waist and carried her to the bedside, his tone indifferent: "Don't try to be cute, it won't work."
Jiang Zhishui grabbed his shirt collar and said spinelessly, "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."
The bed curtains fluttered down, and the two disappeared into the bedchamber.
Half an hour later.
Jiang Zhishui applied the ointment to the scratches on her arm. It felt cool and refreshing, but then a burning pain followed. She blew on it, looked up at Jing Qianheng, and smiled, "This ointment smells quite nice."
“The rash on your body won’t go away anytime soon.” Jing Qianheng stared at the bloodstains on her arm, then moved his gaze up to the several obvious scratches on her neck. “After you apply the ointment, take a nap.”
He reached out and parted the bed curtains, but Jiang Zhishui called out to him, "But I can't see what's on my back..."
Jing Qianheng slowly sat back down, his body stiffening slightly. After a moment, he turned to look at her and said in a low voice, "I've already transferred spiritual power to you. Do you still need my help... to apply the medicine?"
Jiang Zhishui could have called the maids over to help, but she didn't know how to explain the rash all over her body. To be honest, she felt quite embarrassed.
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