Gen hexagram (lower middle trigram)
Chapter 52 Gen Hexagram - Lower Middle Hexagram - Divination by Wind
A spring breeze swept by, lifting the veil of his hat and revealing the fine hairs on his forehead. The two were so close that when the sunlight shone down, she could see the sunlight hitting the fine downy hairs on his face.
His fingertips were slightly cold, and the light shone through the thin silk scarf onto her earlobe.
The surrounding noise and chaos sounded very dull to Rong Yan, as if water had gotten into her ears, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Junior sister, how are you?"
Rong Yan frowned, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. Even the slightest movement made her feel uneasy. She withdrew her hand and waved it gently.
Wasn't he feeling unwell and went to the palace?
Du Chunhong looked flustered and kept glancing at her ears. Xie Qisheng wanted to help her up, but considering there were too many men around, as her third uncle, he couldn't be too unreserved. He could only endure it and look at Rong Yan with a pained expression.
Ji Xin was so frightened that she burst into tears. Others gathered around and helped to greet everyone, and the scene became chaotic. In addition, Rong Yan was extremely unwell and did not pay attention to anything else.
She felt a sudden lightness in her body as Xie Chengzhi lifted her up in his arms.
Ji Kong seemed to come forward, but the scene was chaotic, and she couldn't hear what he said.
This unexpected turn of events caused everyone's mood to plummet from its peak.
To comfort them, Rong Yan even gave them a gesture that it was alright.
Xie Chengzhi said something to Qingzhu, but she didn't hear it clearly. She only felt a little dizzy and then slowly walked down the steps with him.
During this time, it seemed that Qingzhu wanted to take over, but Xie Chengzhi refused.
Although Rong Yan was injured, he still cherished his life.
This sickly eldest son carried her up the mountain steps; if he were not careful, the two of them might truly never see the sun rise again.
Thinking of this, she said directly, "Let Qingzhu do it."
However, Xie Chengzhi did not give her that chance. He carried her and walked steadily down the mountain.
She was quite at ease leaving the pilgrims in Ji Kong's care. Before leaving, Ji Kong looked at her with heartache in his eyes, presumably worried about her injuries.
After the time it took to descend the mountain, and once I recovered, my ear no longer hurts as much.
As long as there's no perforation, it's fine; otherwise, the suffering would be immense.
After the two boarded the carriage, Xie Chengzhi skillfully pulled out some herbal juices from his pocket. Without allowing her to refuse, he pressed her face against his lap.
He pulled out the stopper from the emerald green bamboo-shaped jade artifact and poured the cool liquid directly into her ear.
A sharp pain shot through her, and she instinctively struggled, but he held her down.
"Don't move."
Watching him skillfully tend to her wounds, the image of someone who had been waited on hand and foot in the mansion began to waver.
Surprisingly, he was quite skilled at these things.
Then he remembered the time he cut off his own thigh in the palace, and he felt a little dazed. He must have suffered a lot of injuries and treated all kinds of wounds.
It wouldn't be accurate to say that she felt heartache.
However, thinking of his aloof appearance, I feel a little sad.
When the pain subsided, the two were so close that she could clearly smell the turquoise scent on him. She suddenly realized how awkward her position was, and immediately raised her head, breaking free from her struggle and sitting up straight.
Her face instinctively flushed; she knew her cheeks were definitely red.
This time, Xie Chengzhi did not stop her. He simply looked away from her and handed her the medicine bottle. "This is a secret medicine. Use it for three days and you will definitely recover."
Upon hearing this, she unconsciously wiped her cheek.
He glanced at her face and added, "No injuries on your face."
Rong Yan nodded, which triggered another bout of dizziness, much like the pain experienced during a benign paroxysmal positional vertigo (BPPV) attack.
Today, Liu Yutang warned her first, and then the firecrackers were tampered with; it's unlikely that it was Xie Qisheng's colleague.
The person who could tamper with the firecrackers must also be someone from the palace.
Could it be Princess Yongqing?
Or is it Consort Rong?
"When you go out in the future, Dongli will accompany you. If you find him annoying, I will send another bodyguard to protect your safety."
Secret guards? He has secret guards?
"Instead of worrying about me, you should take better care of yourself." Rong Yan said this half-truthfully, not wanting to say more about her divination of his fate.
Unexpectedly, he gave a self-deprecating laugh, "Life, death, wealth, and honor are determined by fate. What difference does it make if we fight for a moment?"
he……
These words sound as if he already knew he was about to die.
Perhaps she was overthinking it.
On second thought, there are many capable imperial physicians in the palace, and there must be some who can diagnose life-threatening conditions. Perhaps he knew this from the beginning.
Before Rong Yan even returned to the manor, everyone there already knew about her injury.
A large group of people rushed into Qu Shen Courtyard, forcing her to stay in bed and force herself to cope. Since Xie Chengzhi regained consciousness, imperial physicians had been coming to his residence every day to check his pulse and treat his illness, but she hadn't heard the physicians mention anything about his health being poor.
However, Lady Hou, who had never left the house, came to visit her once. Lady Hou looked much more haggard.
The dark circles under his eyes made him look noticeably thinner.
"You should take good care of your health. Now that the eldest young master has woken up, the affairs of the Taoist temple can be left to others. As a woman, your most important task is to leave a bloodline for the eldest young master."
Rong Yan never expected that her mother-in-law, who refused to see anyone else, would deign to visit her, only to say such things upon meeting her.
“Mother is right. However, things have been unsettled at home lately. I would like to visit the Taoist temple more often to pray for blessings. This matter should not be left to others. Since Mother took over the management of the household, my sister has suffered a lot.”
"If you truly care about her, then help her out."
Rong Yan deliberately lowered his head in embarrassment and said in a low voice, "My sister has always looked down on me. What have I done to deserve this? Mother, please don't joke with me."
"this……"
Wang Shi must be worried about the Marquis's mansion. Rong Yan never mentioned the Marquis or his grandmother, but instead mentioned Rong Shu and the High Mountain Residence, which was also a deliberate attempt to persuade her.
“The eldest son and Ningling have been having trouble sleeping these past few nights. I know Mother cares about everyone and will eventually understand. If Mother is unsure about something, she can ask for advice. Even if you don’t listen to her, you can always listen to what the divination says.”
Wang was clearly persuaded by her words. This time, Rong Yan did not take out the divination tools, but looked out the window, where a gentle breeze blew in.
"Mother, do you know that the wind can also be used for divination? In the future, the world will be unified."
Wang: !!!
When Wang looked up and met the soft light in Rong Yan's eyes, she was shocked.
Her words seemed like whispers, so light, yet each word weighed a thousand pounds on her heart, triggering a tsunami of emotions.
Somehow, she just believed it.
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