Chapter 174 Your Mother is a Princess of the Previous Dynasty
"Ahem." Wen Xingluo pushed the soup bowl back to Xie Yanchen. "Well, I appreciate Second Brother's kindness, but I have to be honest with you. I've been feeling a bit cold lately and have been taking medicine. The palace doctor warned me not to take any other medicine without permission."
"Is that so..."
Xie Yanchen felt a bit regretful, then happily picked up the soup bowl, "Then I won't be polite!"
Wen Xingluo saw him raise his head and gulp down the bowl of medicine.
She tried, "Second brother, are you okay?"
Xie Yanchen gave her a gentle smile, "I'm fine."
Their eyes met.
The next moment, Xie Yanchen fell onto the table with a thud.
"Second brother!"
Wen Xingluo exclaimed and quickly asked Cuicui to call the palace doctor.
Fortunately, Xie Yanchen was not seriously injured. According to the diagnosis of the court doctor, he was just temporarily unconscious.
Wen Xingluo tucked in Xie Yanchen's bedding and asked, "I wonder when my second brother will wake up?"
"Well..." The court doctor wiped his sweat, "It could take three to five days at the shortest, or three to five years at the longest."
Wen Xingluo: “…”
What on earth was her second brother drinking!
She took the remaining medicine to the court physician for examination, who exclaimed in amazement, "Second Young Master is truly remarkable. He's actually developed a decoction that can allow a person to maintain bodily functions even in a coma! What a genius, a genius!"
Wen Xingluo: “…”
In ancient times, Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, and now her second brother tastes hundreds of soups.
The girl sighed, sent the court doctor away, and told the old concubine about the matter.
The old concubine held her forehead helplessly, "This second son..."
"Grandma," Wen Xingluo begged, "I want to go to Laojun Pavilion to burn incense and pray for my eldest and second brothers."
The old man nodded. "That's fine. But you're just a little girl, so you must be careful about your safety. In addition to the accompanying maids and nannies, I'll send twenty more guards to accompany you."
Laojun Pavilion was burned down by bandits during the tea-horse trade, and has only been rebuilt now.
Wen Xingluo donated incense money and prayed and burned incense for everyone he cared about. He was about to leave, but suddenly stopped.
The young Taoist priest smiled and said, "Miss Wen, are you still looking for a marriage partner? Many young men and women come to our Taoist temple to seek marriage, and they all say that our temple is very effective! Miss Wen, can you give me a divination?"
Seeing that Wen Xingluo had no objection, he took out a stick of incense and said, "Miss Wen, please burn the incense first."
Wen Xingluo held the incense sticks, thinking that he probably wouldn't be able to get the best fortune in marriage.
She lowered her brows and eyes, and whispered, "Forget it. I won't ask for divination anymore. I'll just light a stick of incense as a token of my sincerity."
She took light steps and inserted the incense stick into the incense burner.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go of the incense stick, it suddenly broke.
There was silence in the palace for a moment.
The young Taoist priest was the first to react and said with a smile, "Look at me, I actually got the wrong incense! The incense stick just now was from last year, and it must have gotten damp! I'll get Miss Wen this year's new incense!"
He hurriedly brought another stick of incense.
Wen Xingluo was about to insert the new incense into the incense burner, but as soon as he reached the incense burner, the incense stick had already broken!
The palace fell into an eerie silence.
Wen Xingluo's face was shrouded in the shadows of heavy curtains, and only the taut jawline and lip lines could be seen.
She slowly raised her head and gazed at the brilliant statue on the platform.
The gods and Buddhas rejected her marriage incense.
The way of heaven seemed to want to tell her that she should not covet Xie Guanlan.
You can't even think about it.
The huge Lotus Eight Treasures Palace Lantern cast a shadow, and the girl's upturned face was half bright and half dark. Her amber eyes were tinged with the coldness and stubbornness of the underworld, like a ghost struggling alone in the weak water.
She asked slowly, "Why?"
Why can’t I even think about it?
The gods and Buddhas smiled compassionately but could not answer her question.
The young Taoist priest coughed lightly and quickly tried to smooth things over. "Perhaps it's because the weather was bad today that the incense stick broke! Marriage is a very strange thing. A while ago, your prince came to Laojun Pavilion in person. In addition to donating money to repair the Taoist temple, he also prayed for marriage. And guess what happened? The marriage fortune stick that fell out of the fortune stick holder is something none of us have ever seen before! Isn't that strange?"
Wen Xingluo originally thought that Xie Guanlan did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but he did not expect that he not only invested in the renovation of the Taoist temple, but also asked for a marriage fortune.
She asked, "What does it say on his marriage fortune?"
"It seems to be something like, 'The sky is blue and the underworld is dark, both are vast and invisible.'" The young Taoist scratched his head. "Even stranger is the calligraphy on the fortune stick, which is so vivid and precise that it doesn't seem to be written by our Taoist temple. I wonder if someone was bored and wrote a fortune stick and threw it into the fortune stick box!"
"The sky is blue and the underworld is dark, both are vast and invisible..."
Wen Xingluo murmured.
This is a poem written by a poet describing an emperor who, after the death of his beloved concubine, searched from heaven to earth and even to the underworld for her whereabouts.
How did Xie Guanlan get this kind of poem?
Could it be that Xie Guanlan will become emperor in the future and lose his beloved concubine?
But he clearly said he would not marry.
This fortune slip can't be about his previous life.
He never liked anyone in his previous life!
Cuicui's lips suddenly pursed. "How can marriage in this world be determined by drawing lots in front of gods and Buddhas? The so-called drawing lots and burning incense are just for psychological comfort! Miss, let's go down the mountain and go home while it's still early. If it's too late, we'll have to spend the night outside."
The master and servant boarded the carriage back home. Wen Xingluo was about to ask Cuicui if she wanted some candied witch hazel, but a man emerged from under the low table and knocked Cuicui unconscious with lightning speed.
A sharp sword was pointed directly at Wen Xingluo's neck.
Their eyes met.
The black-clothed girl who suddenly appeared had a cold and beautiful face, and was surprisingly similar to Wen Xingluo, except that her eyebrows and eyes were even colder and more murderous, like a biting cold wind.
She said coldly: "I am your cousin."
Wen Xingluo reached out and fiddled with the sword. "Is the Wei family's gift to put the sword on the other person's neck?"
The black-clad girl sheathed her sword. "I've been observing you for a long time. You're really smart. You've already guessed that I'm from your mother's side."
Wen Xingluo said nothing.
She had met all the relatives of the Wen family, but there was no such person as the girl in black.
Moreover, rather than being three-tenths like her, this girl is more like her mother.
So, she guessed that the girl was from her mother's side.
She said, "I once saw my mother offering sacrifices to over 300 tablets in the Buddhist temple. I thought there were no more people from my mother's family. Since you claim to be my cousin, then you—"
"I call your mother Aunt." The black-clad girl sat down and drank the hot tea in front of Wen Xingluo. When she raised her eyes, the corners of her eyes were as sharp as her sword. "Your mother was a princess of the previous dynasty, and my father was the crown prince of the previous dynasty. I came to you so that you can take me to see my aunt. Then, I want you to accompany me to restore my country."
Wen Xingluo: “…”
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