60 Heartfelt Wishes
What should you do after realizing someone's feelings?
The slanting sunlight through the gauze window suggests that the painting, which was resting on the table, was startled awake by her.
Seeing the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, he assumed the effects of the aphrodisiac hadn't worn off yet and asked anxiously, "Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Du Zhijin had not yet recovered from the dream when he suddenly saw him, and the image gradually overlapped with the dying person in his dream.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his body gradually slumped into stillness in the torrential rain. The icy rain blurred his vision, gathering along her hair and dripping onto his eyelashes.
He asked her, "Du Zhijin, setting aside this favor, did you ever love me?"
like?
"What's wrong with me?" she asked, clutching her throbbing head and enduring the pain.
Ying Jianhua said, "You have been poisoned by a special drug; the higher your cultivation level, the easier it is to be affected."
She suddenly realized.
No wonder, no wonder she had such strange dreams, so incoherent and chaotic.
She breathed a sigh of relief, just as she was about to share with him that she had a nightmare, when she caught a glimpse of Ying Jianhua's worried expression and suddenly stopped.
What you think about during the day, you dream about at night; the herbal medicine simply amplifies the desires and cravings in people's hearts. She dreamed of A-Mo; does that mean she has feelings for him?
No, no, no. Du Zhijin shook his head violently, trying to shake off the chaotic thoughts.
She silently repeated to herself: They were companions who had shared hardships, partners who trusted each other, and close friends who supported each other—in short, their relationship was as pure as could be! How could she, how could she...?
"Why are you shaking your head? Do you have a headache?" A pair of hands cupped her face, the palms as soft as newly dried cotton, and a familiar medicinal scent wafted towards her.
Yingjianhua lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers, seemingly using this method to check if she had a fever.
So close...
She saw his slightly furrowed brows, his downcast eyes filled with worry, and his tightly pursed lips.
All of these are evidence of my concern.
From the beginning, Du Zhijin knew he was exceptionally handsome, and she even embarrassed herself a little because she was so mesmerized by his appearance that she tore open her wound. But only now did she clearly realize, ah, so A-Mo is someone who could become a Daoist partner.
Daoist couple.
And love.
After confirming that she did not have a fever, Ying Jianhua's heart finally settled down. He assumed that she was still recovering from her illness and advised her, "Sweating it out will help. Remember to close the windows at night, and don't get too cold even in summer."
He rambled on for a while, then noticed she seemed lost in thought, and couldn't help but get annoyed: "Are you even listening?"
Du Zhijin exclaimed "Ah," his gaze shifting: "Yes, yes."
She was clearly ignoring his words. He took a deep breath and told himself that she was a patient and he couldn't hold a grudge... After several breaths, he said, "Alright, go back to sleep. When you wake up, have the maid let me know. I have something to say to you."
Regarding the matter of Wu Ti, it may be related to elixirs.
"Okay." She readily agreed, still without looking at him.
...Ying Jianhua suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and shortness of breath, so she simply stopped torturing herself, put down her things, and left.
Only after confirming that he had gone far away did Du Zhijin resume looking straight ahead.
I'm a little curious about what he left behind, medicine?
She got off the bed and quietly moved to the table, thinking that as long as it was given by A-Mo, she would drink it no matter how bitter the medicine was!
But the things on the table had nothing to do with bitterness.
They are hawthorns that have been washed clean.
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After discovering that Zhao Zhonggan had "escaped from prison," the Marquis of Jianchang became even more determined. He increased the number of guards outside the ancestral hall tenfold and ordered strict security, not letting even a fly escape!
But clearly, Du Zhijin, who came from Dengxian Mountain, was more elusive than a fly. With a single leap, she bypassed more than a dozen guards and successfully infiltrated the heavily guarded ancestral hall.
Zhao Zhonggan was kneeling and about to fall asleep, but as soon as she arrived, he was wide awake.
"Senior Sister!" he exclaimed in surprise, crawling a few steps on his knees, his tone filled with anticipation, "Are you here to rescue me?"
Du Zhijin: "...That's possible. But you have to answer one question for me first."
Her master once taught her that the worst thing in cultivation is pretending to know what you don't. You should know what you know and admit what you don't know. You can't just swallow things whole. In addition, her master also said that you should finish what you need to do today and not put off until tomorrow.
So, after racking her brains for a long time without finding a solution, she decided to ask Zhao Zhonggan for advice.
After all, Zhao Zhonggan has a childhood sweetheart cousin, so he definitely knows more about love and romance than I do.
Zhao Zhonggan was flattered to be asked for his advice by his senior sister for the first time. He sat up straight and nervously swallowed, "Please ask!"
So serious, does she want to discuss martial arts techniques with him? She even pulled out a bloated ancient book! Could it be that Senior Sister has finally decided to take him as her disciple?
A sense of awe arose spontaneously, and he stood tall with his head held high, clenching his fists to encourage himself.
He's ready!
Then he heard—
What does "love arises without knowing its origin, yet deepens with time" mean?
The sense of awe has vanished.
Zhao Zhonggan stared at her wide-eyed in disbelief: "Huh? Huh?"
Du Zhijin patiently repeated: "Love arises without knowing its origin, and deepens with each passing moment."
When faced with a problem she didn't understand, her first instinct was naturally to look for the answer in a book. But the books were too obscure, full of allusions and references, and she couldn't grasp them.
Look, even Zhao Zhonggan is stumped.
She suddenly felt much more relieved.
After the initial shock, her thoughts returned slightly, but she still stammered as she spoke: "Senior sister, why did you suddenly ask this? Is it... is it for a friend?"
Du Zhijin: "No, I wanted to ask myself."
He gasped. "Then, may I be so bold as to ask, who is it that you've fallen for, and why?" Before she could answer, he added, "Never mind, never mind, you'd better not tell me, I..."
He gave a wry smile.
Anyway, it won't be him. That makes sense; he can't even treat his senior sister as his only one, so how could he talk about anything else?
He's still terrible.
Du Zhijin scratched his face, looking unusually shy: "Yeah, you know this person too."
Zhao Zhonggan was stunned.
He knows him? The person he knows... could it be Young Master Mo?
"...This sentence means that feelings arise from unknown causes; they may begin from the smallest things, or from the first meeting. But by the time you realize it, they have already become deep and irresistible."
She nodded and fell into deep thought.
So what made her fall in love with Amo? The Prince's Mansion? Wanze City? The Inn? Or even earlier, Wuling Village?
She cut open her heart and peered inside.
Eating, drinking, reading, writing, brewing medicine, haggling... He, with his varied emotions, was painted into pictures by her eyes, each one hanging in her memory. With just a little recollection, they were vividly before her eyes.
So this is what it means to be unaware of its origins and yet go deep into the unknown.
She also felt that understanding love is actually very simple, as simple as breathing.
She then asked, "And then? What should you do after you realize your feelings?"
The novel "The Overbearing Immortal" is about a "marriage of convenience followed by love and a fiery ending," and she guessed that "fiery ending" might be a way of saying "a dramatic and passionate affair." However, the word wasn't very auspicious, so she decided not to follow suit.
Zhao Zhonggan never imagined that one day he would have to teach the girl he liked how to like someone else!
He looked up at the sky in grief and indignation, and said sadly, "Senior sister, please don't ask me anymore."
Du Zhijin: "You don't know either? Okay then, I'll figure it out myself." He then patted Du Zhijin's shoulder reassuringly.
My cultivation is bad, and this aspect is bad too. It's terrible.
Zhao Zhonggan only hoped she would leave soon so he could silently weep and mourn the love that had vanished before it even began. But a moment later, she returned.
Hope rekindled in his eyes.
Is there still room for maneuver?
But his dream was shattered once again.
Du Zhijin picked him up like a chick, and said as he climbed over the wall, "I forgot to bring you. Amo said he has something important to discuss."
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Ban Zhu found Mo Gongzi acting strangely today.
In the past, he would either be reading in his room, preparing medicine, or grinding ink and painting. But today, he sat in the pavilion in the bamboo grove for the entire afternoon. Every now and then, he would take out a bamboo leaf and remain silent.
But Banzhu's eyesight wasn't good; he could only vaguely make out the shape of the bamboo leaf from a great distance.
It is long and thin, with a horizontal and a vertical protrusion at the end, like a sword.
He was debating whether to report the matter to the Marquis when a piercing meow suddenly rang out from outside the courtyard. He quickly bid farewell to Ying Jianhua and hurried outside.
Ying Jianhua also heard the cat meowing and was about to go with it when she heard Du Zhijin's voice beside her: "It's me."
He was overjoyed, but when he turned around and saw Zhao Zhonggan behind her, the elation in his eyes faded a little.
"You're all here? Let's go in."
Du Zhijin followed him into the house, looking at the window and then the door with anticipation on his face.
She didn't use the window today! She deliberately used the door! The door!
The book says that if you want to impress someone, you must first get rid of your bad habits and then show your strengths.
The first step to winning over Amo was to never climb out of the window.
Zhao Zhonggan asked, puzzled, "Senior sister, what's on the door?"
She coughed a few times and said, "Don't you think this door is easy to walk through?"
Zhao Zhonggan: "...But a door is for walking through, isn't it?"
Du Zhijin shook his head inscrutably.
How foolish, how foolish!
Ying Jianhua overheard their conversation and paused in her action of spreading out the Xuan paper.
Can such a trivial matter really be discussed at length...?
Putting aside his inexplicable bitterness, he called out to bring the two back to their attention: "Did the map react today?"
Upon hearing this, Du Zhijin composed himself and replied, "No."
He nodded: "I guessed so. I prescribed medicine for Wu Ti, and she'll be asleep all day."
Du Zhijin was slightly taken aback: "You mean, you can confirm that the Great Demon is related to Wu Ti?"
Zhao Zhonggan repeated Ying Jianhua's previous guess: "...both medicines are special, and they can't be separated from her."
Ever since Ying Jianhua made that guess, he stopped referring to Wu Ti as "cousin".
Du Zhijin took some time to sort out the whole story. After a while, she frowned: "If this demon keeps possessing people, it can explain why the map keeps flashing. But you've been away from home for more than a year, and there are too many details you don't know. How did we find out that the elixir was connected to the demon? We still don't know what's wrong with the elixir."
Previously, she had always thought that demons were demons and medicine were medicine, two completely unrelated things. Now, the only clue was Wu Ti, but one person alone could not connect everything.
“I might have a clue about this,” Ying Jianhua said. He looked at Du Zhijin and said, following the voice in his mind, “Demon blood.”
【Demon Blood Bun】
"Do you remember when someone used the blood of the Crimson Tail to make demon blood buns and claimed that they could cure all diseases?"
Suddenly, everything became clear.
Zhao Zhonggan was still in a daze, but Du Zhijin was clear-headed: "That makes sense... We both felt that smell was familiar, but we couldn't find it in the medicine pavilion. That's because it's not an ordinary herb, it's demon blood! And it makes sense that I couldn't smell it either. The stronger the demon, the better it knows how to hide its scent. After the full moon, its strength must have increased greatly, and its hiding methods will be even more sophisticated."
As the mystery unfolds, the truth gradually comes to light. Ying Jianhua concludes: "Therefore, this is a demon that can possess beings, understands pharmacology, and is also adept at scheming."
"But, are there really demons in the world that look so much like humans? It is often said that great wisdom is close to demonic, but I think demons that look like humans are even more terrifying." After listening to their analysis, Zhao Zhonggan couldn't help but feel a chill.
Du Zhijin: "This is also a point of doubt. Because in my impression, there doesn't seem to be any demon who understands pharmacology."
"What if the person who understands pharmacology isn't a demon, but someone possessed by it?"
She was taken aback.
The two men turned their gazes toward Zhao Zhonggan without prior arrangement.
"Little Zhao, do you know the name of that miracle doctor?"
Zhao Zhonggan was still deeply shocked by the demon's "wise and approachable" words. Upon hearing this, he slowly said, "I know. This is a master who appeared with True Man Tianshui."
"True Man Yu Nie".
[Author's Note]
Zhouzhou, who only just had an epiphany in Chapter Sixty: Epiphany is as simple as breathing.
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