Chapter 123: The Demon Star Arrives
Bai Feng probed, "Your Majesty, don't you trust me?"
"Why are you worried at this time? When will the poison be cured?"
Xin Hongying looked directly into Bai Feng's eyes and said coldly, "Don't forget, this is the condition of our deal."
A dark light flashed in Bai Feng's eyes. His fingertips stroked the beads on his wrist and he sighed in his heart.
This Soul Devouring Gu is a rare one among thousands, and he hasn't yet fully nurtured it. He really doesn't want to...
Did His Majesty discover it?
Fortunately, he is really injured now.
Bai Feng smiled and said, "Your Majesty, there's no need to be anxious. I was injured by an unexpected disaster, and I need some time to recuperate."
He directly pointed at Xin Hongying, saying that he was injured because of him.
Xin Hongying pressed on: "How long do you need to rest?"
It would take some time for the secret guards he sent out to search for the Gu Master to bring him back from southern Xinjiang. He had to work on both fronts simultaneously to get rid of the Gu in his body as soon as possible.
He has been tortured by the poisonous insects for many years.
Fairies have long lives, while mortals age quickly, so he doesn't have much time left to hold on.
He feared losing...
Before the dawn of liberation, Shen Tingyu also experienced the torment and anxiety of waiting, and pulled his sleeve soothingly.
"Your Majesty, haste won't get you hot tofu. Safety comes first."
This action has become a tacit little secret among them. Xin Hongying lowered his eyes and calmed down for a while.
Bai Feng didn't miss it either. He felt a hint of jealousy and lowered his eyes, trying not to look.
"Once you arrive in the capital, I will be able to cure you of the poison."
Xin Hongying said slowly, "I hope you can really do what you say."
…
The rosy glow in the sky burned the entire sky red, and a flock of birds followed the glow away.
An ordinary temple on Dongqi Mountain was burned, and flames shot up into the sky, as if the sky's fire had fallen into the temple.
There were not many people in the temple, and although they tried their best to save it, it was still burned to charred branches and wood.
A Taoist priest holding a white whisk appeared in front of the people.
He walked slowly to the scorched earth of the temple, with a look of compassion, and counted with his fingers.
"The evil star has come to the world, and the punishment of heavenly fire has been sent down. Disaster has arisen in the palace, and the world will surely be in chaos!"
On the scorched earth, the Taoist priest had a compassionate look in his eyes, his white hair fluttering as he gazed into the distance at the capital city. He looked as if he was floating in the air, with a faint sense of immortality.
The people who were rescued around wiped the black dust off their faces, looked at each other, and whispered to each other in low voices.
"Who is he and what is he talking about?"
"Chaos? What's the chaos? The people on the border aren't fighting anymore. My kids are all back home."
"Old Fang, you're just a peasant. What do you know? He's the famous Taoist Nine Yang."
"I didn't expect that the master would appear on Dongqi Mountain."
"Oh, so it's the master. Even a master can't speak carelessly, or he will be beheaded."
"Master Jiuyang, your calculations are very accurate. Please don't slander me and throw dirty water on me."
"That's right, Master, how can you talk nonsense?"
"Old Fang, you spit. Pah, pah, pah, say it again..."
"Master Jiuyang is very famous. Even the late emperor praised him."
“…”
Master Jiuyang, dressed in a wide, dark blue robe, walked out of the burnt temple into the capital.
Before he arrived in Beijing, there were rumors that a temple was burned down by fire from the sky and an evil star was coming to the world.
Master Jiuyang did a lot of good deeds in his early years. He not only helped dignitaries solve family disasters, but also performed Taoist rituals to help poor families eliminate demons and avoid disasters.
The late emperor was greatly impressed by his deeds and reputation, and summoned him to the capital, where he was appreciated by the late emperor and gained an excellent reputation.
The matter was widely discussed among the people of the capital, and the court officials had also heard about it from their servants.
In Zhenghe Hall.
The eunuch who carried the message shouted, "Master Jiuyang wishes to see you!"
And on the other side of the palace.
In the dim morning light, Shen Tingyu opened his eyes drowsily.
He rubbed his eyes with his little fists and pushed open the wooden window of the miniature palace.
In front of him was Anjia’s magnified face. Being used to seeing all kinds of magnified faces, Shen Tingyu was somewhat calm.
She laughed and raised her hand to greet him: "Good morning, Anjia."
Anjia was always well-informed. "Master, there's a bad guy who calls himself a master and is saying bad things about you in the Zhenghe Hall."
"Ah? What bad things did you say about me?" Shen Tingyu had just woken up and his mind was still a little confused.
She habitually used the Transformation Pill and walked out naturally, asking as she walked, "Has His Majesty not left the court yet?"
There was a food box on the table. She opened the box in surprise and found a bowl of white porridge inside.
She reached out her finger and touched it; it was still warm, obviously prepared for her.
She sat down, picked up a spoon, shook the porridge, and enjoyed it without hesitation.
Anjia followed her and said, "Master, you are a demon."
Shen Tingyu spit out a mouthful of porridge. Anjia was stunned. The reaction of the national teacher was too big.
She made a bitter face and stuck out her pink tongue.
"This porridge is so... salty. Do the palace chefs have shaky hands? How much salt did they sprinkle on it? Is salt free?"
“It’s so salty!”
Anjia looked down at the bowl of porridge, feeling a little conflicted.
Should she tell the Imperial Master that this bowl of white porridge... was actually made for her by His Majesty himself before dawn, just before going to court?
She also specifically told them not to let it get cold, and she warmed it up several times.
Shen Tingyu gulped down a few sips of tea, put down the cup, and then reacted.
She seemed to have heard something just now...a demon?
Shen Tingyu narrowed his eyes slightly: “What did you just say?”
Anjia hesitated for a moment, then decided to speak frankly: "This is not the porridge made by the imperial chef, but made by His Majesty himself."
"Your Majesty did it?"
Shen Tingyu was stunned, stirring the overly simple white porridge in the bowl. It really looked like it was made by a novice, but why did he suddenly want to make breakfast for himself?
"No! What did you just say?" Shen Tingyu asked, "Who said bad things about me, and what did he say?"
"You explained it carefully."
Anga told her what she knew...the temple was burned by fire from the sky and an evil star was coming to the world.
Taoist Jiuyang went to the court to pay homage to His Majesty, and bluntly called her a demon star.
The conservative ministers in the court said that the emperor had been bewitched by a sorcerer and was threatening to die in the hall.
The court is now in chaos and His Majesty is angry.
Regardless of those ministers who died for their advice, they still wanted to drag Taoist Jiuyang to be beheaded. As a result, Taoist Jiuyang took out the golden medal of immunity from death bestowed by the previous emperor.
Now the Regent and other ministers came together to try to stop him, and His Majesty was unable to execute Taoist Jiuyang and shut him up.
The morning court session was very exciting and contained a lot of information, but Anga explained it very clearly.
Shen Tingyu figured everything out at once, and she was right to be worried.
The person who threw dirty water really came, but he didn't borrow the lucky doll, but the Taoist Nine Yang.
She thought about it for a moment and knew who was targeting her.
If today she allowed True Man Jiuyang to slander her and remained silent.
Once the news spread, the black hat of a demon master was firmly pinned on her head, and people began to question her identity as a goddess.
This will cause her endless suspicion, which will cause endless troubles and will be disadvantageous to her.
So she couldn't let that True Man Jiuyang slander her like that.
"It's quite lively."
Shen Tingyu smiled slightly.
"Anga, let's go to Zhenghe Hall and join in the fun."
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