Chapter 15 Meditation
The figure under the banyan tree disappeared in a flash.
Zhao Wenxuan disappeared in the shadow of the Moon Gate.
Ling Zixia slowly withdrew her gaze.
Her face still had that weak look as if she was about to cry.
It was as if the glimpse just now was just her illusion.
Butler Zhang De saw all of this.
He bent even lower.
My awe for this new master deepened.
The group continued to move forward.
No more obstacles were encountered.
soon.
A quiet and elegant independent courtyard appears before your eyes.
The three words "Jingsiyuan" are written on the black lacquered wooden plaque above the gate.
The font is clear and elegant.
With a bookish air.
Zhang De pushed open the gate.
A fresh scent of grass and trees greets you.
The scene inside the courtyard was completely different from the dilapidated Feiyan Pavilion.
The place was kept spotlessly clean.
There are several green bamboos planted in the courtyard.
There is also a small rockery in the corner.
The doors and windows of the main house are made of the finest nanmu wood.
The window paper is also newly pasted.
White as snow.
"Miss Ling, this will be your residence from now on."
There was a hint of flattery in Zhang De's tone.
"All the furnishings in the courtyard were arranged by the young master himself."
"If you need anything, just tell me to do it."
Ling Zixia looked around this new "cage".
There was a barely perceptible coldness in her eyes.
"Thank you, Butler Zhang."
She still spoke in that gentle tone.
“It’s nice here, I like it very much.”
Zhang De gave a few more instructions.
Then he bowed and took his leave with the maids.
Only Ling Zixia and Xiao Cui were left in the courtyard.
Xiao Cui carefully placed the rosewood box on the table in the main room.
She looked at Ling Zixia.
His eyes were filled with complex emotions, a mixture of fear and awe.
"girl……"
She opened her mouth.
But I don’t know what to say.
Ling Zixia ignored her.
She walked to the window.
Push open the carved wooden window.
The window faces a small bamboo forest.
On the other side of the bamboo forest.
It’s the tall attic of Wenxinzhai.
From here.
I could even vaguely see the figure by the window on the third floor of the study.
What a great “Jingsiyuan”.
What a wall separating us.
This is to keep her under close surveillance.
Just then.
The steady and regular footsteps were heard again outside the courtyard gate.
Xiao Cui's body tensed up instantly.
She subconsciously stood behind Ling Zixia.
Ling Zixia turned around slowly.
She looked at the gate.
Zhao Wenxuan's figure appeared there.
He changed out of his brocade robe.
He was only wearing a plain casual suit.
It made him feel less alienated.
It has a more homely casual feel.
He was also holding a purple clay flowerpot in his hand.
There is a plant with a strange shape growing in the flowerpot.
The leaves of the plant are like emerald jade.
It was dotted with seven blood-red spots.
Like stars in the night sky.
"It seems you are quite satisfied with this place."
Zhao Wenxuan said.
While walking into the yard.
His eyes swept across Ling Zixia's face.
No stopping.
Ling Zixia quickly knelt down and saluted.
"Hello, sir."
Zhao Wenxuan didn't let her get up.
He walked to the stone table in the yard.
He gently placed the flowerpot in his hand on it.
"This is a seven-star crabapple."
He began to introduce.
The tone is flat.
"It's a rare flower sent as tribute from the Western Regions."
"They like warmth and are extremely difficult to feed."
Ling Zixia knelt on the ground.
With eyes lowered.
Listen to what he says.
She knew this was no simple visit.
That pot of so-called "Seven-Star Begonia".
It is emitting an extremely subtle, sweet and fishy fragrance.
That is the smell of "rotten heart dust".
A chronic poison more subtle than "Seven Days of Drunk."
Its powder is mixed with pollen.
Colorless and odorless.
There will be no discomfort after inhalation.
It will only make people feel better after a year or two.
The heart function gradually fails.
Eventually he died silently in his sleep.
And no signs of poisoning were found after death.
It will just be regarded as a common sudden death from a serious illness.
What a "strange flower" that kills people without being seen.
"I noticed that you seem to have some special sensitivity to flowers and plants."
Zhao Wenxuan's voice sounded again.
He finally stated his purpose.
"This pot of flowers is for you."
"I hope you can keep it alive."
His words were filled with commands that could not be refused.
This is an open conspiracy.
A test set before her that she couldn't refuse.
If she can't keep this flower alive.
This means that all her previous miraculous performances were just coincidences.
Then she would lose her usefulness.
A daughter of a criminal who has lost her value.
The outcome is predictable.
If she keeps this flower alive.
That further proves that she is indeed hiding a secret.
And he.
You can stay by this pot of flowers day and night.
Watch her closely.
Study her.
Until all her secrets are revealed.
at the same time.
The deadly pollen will also come without you noticing.
Slowly eroding her body.
No matter which result.
There is no loss for him.
"Why, you don't want to?"
Zhao Wenxuan saw that she didn't respond for a long time.
There was a hint of coldness in his tone.
Ling Zixia slowly raised her head.
Her face was full of fear and anxiety.
"I'm afraid I can't take care of such a precious flower..."
There was a tremor in her voice.
"It would be a shame for the young master's kindness."
"No problem."
Zhao Wenxuan's tone was indifferent.
“Just do your best.”
Ling Zixia knew she had no way out.
She could only slowly stand up from the ground.
She walked over to the stone table.
Her eyes fell on the pot of gorgeous Begonia.
Those green leaves.
It is slightly curled at the moment.
Looks listless.
Obviously, he is not used to the local climate.
She stretched out her hand.
Her fingertips trembled slightly because of "fear".
She was careful.
Touched one of the leaves with red spots.
At the moment her fingertips touched the leaves.
An abundant life force.
Like a flood that broke through the dam.
They rushed madly into the dying plant.
That deadly "rot heart dust" pollen in your flower pots.
Its toxicity was completely reversed in an instant.
They become a unique fragrance that strengthens the heart and nourishes the blood.
And the seven-star crabapple tree that was originally dying.
Also under the infusion of this power.
Incredible changes have taken place.
Xiao Cui was stunned watching from the side.
She saw it.
Those leaves were originally slightly curled.
It was at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Slowly stretch out.
Seven red spots on the leaves.
It also becomes more colorful and juicy.
It was as if blood was flowing through it.
What is even more unbelievable is that.
In the center of several leaves.
A flower bud that was originally only the size of a grain of rice.
It actually began to bloom slowly.
layer.
Another layer.
The blood-red petals slowly opened.
final.
A gorgeous and breathtakingly beautiful crabapple flower.
Just like that, in full view of everyone.
In full bloom.
A strange fragrance that was ten times stronger than before.
It instantly filled the entire courtyard.
The aroma no longer had any sweet or fishy smell.
Instead, it becomes elegant and refreshing.
Just smelling the aroma.
It makes people feel that all the pores on the body are relaxed.
All the fatigue from the past few days was swept away.
Zhao Wenxuan's pupils.
The third time was because of this woman.
And shrink violently.
He stared at the blooming blood-red crabapple.
The icy expression on his face that never changes.
Finally it cracked completely.
He felt his own cognition.
It is being ruthlessly subverted again and again.
If we talk about the transformation of dragon beard grass before.
It can also be explained as "blood awakening the dormant immortal grass."
So what about this scene in front of us?
A dead tree comes back to life with spring?
Midas touch?
This is no longer a means that ordinary people can possess.
Ling Zixia slowly withdrew her hand.
There was also an innocent, surprised smile on her face.
"Look, sir!"
There was a childish exuberance in her voice.
“It’s blooming!”
"It must like me."
Her explanation was still so innocent.
So ridiculous.
But it can be matched with the strange flower blooming out of thin air in front of you.
Yet it seemed so...natural.
Zhao Wenxuan didn't say anything.
He just stared at her.
He seemed to want to see it from her face.
In her eyes.
Find even the slightest flaw.
But he couldn't find anything.
There was just pure joy there.
And the ignorance and naivety of their own "magical abilities".
He felt like he was facing a huge mystery.
One in which he used up all his wisdom and experience.
A mystery that cannot be solved.
This woman.
She is indeed a blessing from God.
Or is it a demon sent from hell?
He was silent for a long time.
As long as the crabapple blossoms.
They swayed gently in the breeze.
final.
He turned around slowly.
He didn't look at the flower pot again.
He didn't say another word to Ling Zixia.
He took a step forward.
He walked out of Jingsiyuan without looking back.
His back.
For the first time, there was a sense of "panic".
Ling Zixia watched his departing back.
The smile on his face slowly faded.
Only a cold calm remained.
She knows.
From today on.
Zhao Wenxuan's attitude towards her.
It will start from simple "suspicion" and "temptation".
Transformed into a deeper level of "fear" and "exploration".
She was safe for now.
Even has a powerful amulet.
However.
Just when she thought she could take a breath.
Butler Zhang De who just left.
But he ran back in a hurry.
There was a very strange expression on his face, a mixture of anxiety and excitement.
He even forgot to salute.
Speak directly to Ling Zixia.
"Ms. Ling...Ms. Ling!"
His voice was a little distorted due to his haste.
“Someone’s coming from the palace!”
"The Empress has issued an imperial decree."
"I order you to...wash and change clothes immediately."
"In one hour, I will go to the palace to see the emperor!"
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