Chapter 56: Bodhicitta (V) Driftwood in the eyes of others, his peace...
There was a table's length between Zhu Ciying and him, about the length of an arm's length. When they looked at each other, they could clearly see the changes in each other's expressions.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and she raised her lips into a sly smile: "Senior Brother has always been mine."
A small red mole that looks just like any other.
Exactly the same appearance and temperament.
In her previous life, Xie Rangchen from the Qingwei Sect was her senior brother.
In this life, Xie Rangchen from Shaoyang Sect is her Xie Tiantian.
How lucky she is.
Xie Rangchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "You already know, why are you asking?"
"I know that saying it yourself is different from what you said." Zhu Ciying said, "Brother, you were much more straightforward in Sixiang City before."
Is this why she was testing him bit by bit? At a certain moment, Xie Rangchen suddenly had an epiphany. The question that had puzzled him for so long was finally answered.
Between the two of them, he is the fish and his junior sister is the fisherman who casts a long line to catch the big fish.
He tried to bite, so she reeled in the line.
He tried to escape, so she let out the line.
She always kept a certain distance from him, luring him ashore, leading him to approach her actively, and leading him to fall into this tug-of-war.
She is the planner and chess master.
It seems active, but it is actually passive.
Why is she passive? Because in this game, she has to spend a lot of time waiting.
Wait for him to take the bait.
The sound of silver bells in my ears came from far away and then got closer, from low to high.
Xie Rangchen used a part of his mind to check his spiritual palace.
There was a vast, silent ocean in his spiritual palace, but at this moment, huge waves were rising and continuously surging towards the island in the center.
The island, brimming with life and spring, hadn't always existed. It was a figment of his imagination, a manifestation of Zhu Ciying's spirit—a driftwood in the eyes of others, but also a resting place for his soul.
The mighty waves piled up high, but when they were about to swallow the island, they surprisingly subsided and calmed down.
She meant something special to him.
Even his dead silent sea would be in an uproar because of her.
Xie Rangchen regained his composure, looked up at the girl's pure eyes, and inexplicably sensed a sense of temptation.
Just a glance at each other, and the sound of the silver bell became a little louder.
My heart is unbearably restless, like oil boiling on a raging fire.
At this moment, he realized that the only initiative he had was left to him by his junior sister - to understand his own heart and tell her.
As he pondered this, the spine an inch below Zhu Ciying's neck began to heat up again. She was very familiar with that spot; it was where the sword bone of a sword cultivator grew.
But she did not choose to enter the sword path in this life, so how could she grow sword bones?
Xie Tiantian's sword bone was damaged and could not be repaired, but luckily, Yinglong appeared and he got the Yinglong bone to fill the gap in the sword bone. Otherwise, even the Daluo Jinxian would be helpless.
But she knew that there would never be another Yinglong in the world, so there was no possibility of her sword bone regenerating.
Zhu Ciying forced herself not to think about the sword bone, and endured the heat on her back to look at the bride Chang Xi.
"The ceremony is over——"
The housekeeper chuckled twice, blinked, and whispered to Fang Heyu, "Groom, why don't you quickly send the bride to the bridal chamber?"
"Xixi, don't be afraid." Fang Heyu held the bride's cold, white hand, trying to convey some warmth to her. "I'll take you back to your room to rest first."
Chang Xi nodded slightly and let him take her hand and leave.
The housekeeper watched them go away and shouted loudly: "Send them to the bridal chamber——"
"Dear guests, please wait a moment. The groom will be back soon to entertain you."
Most of the dignitaries present at the wedding did not dare to act rashly due to General Fang Heyu's status as a general. They just smiled, said a few words of blessing, and stayed at their seats to eat and drink with their colleagues and relatives.
At the end of the seats, a young man in black was watching the ceremony with a white porcelain cup in one hand. When he saw Fang Heyu leaving holding the bride's hand, his face became even darker.
"Your Majesty... Young Master..." Beads of sweat ran down the forehead of the eunuch Wang Gonggong who was dressed as a servant. He swallowed the words back and sighed silently.
Everyone in the palace knew that His Majesty hated that clam spirit. Wasn't it perfectly fitting for the general to marry her? And why was he now trying so hard to leave the palace to watch the ceremony?
You can't be regretting it, right?
Eunuch Wang carefully looked at his master, and the bulging veins on Jiang Xuanxu's forehead seemed to confirm his thoughts.
this……
When the clam spirit rushed to surround him, he didn't know how to cherish her. Now that she is gone, why is he chasing her to watch the ceremony?
Eunuch Wang was in tears, thinking about the love-hate entanglement between His Majesty, the clam spirit, the general and Miss Zhao. He thought that the days to come would definitely not be peaceful.
"Let's go." Jiang Xuanxu threw down the white porcelain cup and walked out the door with a gloomy look.
Eunuch Wang was a step behind him, so he clearly saw that the originally intact white porcelain cup suddenly developed tiny cracks until it broke into pieces, and the tea spilled all over the floor.
He quickly followed Jiang Xuanxu, and only after walking a short distance did he realize something was wrong. This was not the way out of the general's mansion!
He didn't dare ask more questions and walked away in silence with his head down.
"Guard here. No one is allowed to come in without my order!"
"Yes! I obey your command." Eunuch Wang was shocked, but after Jiang Xuanxu left, he looked up and saw a long piece of red silk hanging on the door, and immediately held his breath.
Your Majesty... have you really changed your mind about the clam spirit?
While he was left disheveled in the wind, Jiang Xuanxu had already opened the door and walked in.
The bridal chamber was fully furnished with a bright red sandalwood wardrobe, red tables, red cloths, and red corals, a red sandalwood and green double-sided kesi screen, and the bride's wedding dress embellished with gems and pearls... Each item was of great value, and one could tell at a glance that Fang Heyu had put a lot of effort into it.
Jiang Xuanxu's hand hanging by his side suddenly tightened. He originally thought that Fang Heyu marrying Chang Xi was a temporary measure, but he never thought that he was serious?
A nameless anger lingered in his heart, and he looked up at Chang Xi who was sitting on the wedding bed in the inner room.
She was wearing a fiery red wedding gown with a phoenix embroidered with gold thread spreading its wings as if ready to fly above it. The collar, cuffs and trouser legs fit her body perfectly, as if they were tailor-made for her.
The anger in Jiang Xuanxu's heart expanded another three points.
Fang Heyu must have been planning this for a long time!
He suppressed his anger and took two steps forward. Chang Xi noticed the movement and tilted his head slightly. The beads on the phoenix crown swayed and made a crisp sound.
Jiang Xuanxu paused. He had been with her for three years. Seeing her clenched fists, he knew it was Chang Xi's little habit, indicating that she was nervous at the moment.
Just as the anger in his heart dissipated a little, he saw Chang Xi lifting the veil.
"Fang He..." She glanced at the person who came, and the smile on her lips froze. Her shy eyes suddenly turned cold. "Jiang Xuanxu, what are you doing here? This is Fang Heyu and I's wedding room. Please leave."
"Do you really like him? Are you sure you want to marry him? If you don't want to, you can come back to the palace with me." Jiang Xuanxu was very aware that he looked very despicable now, because he was the one who drove her away, and now he was the one who wanted to keep her back.
"Go back with you?" Chang Xi couldn't help but sneer twice, tears welling up in his eyes, but he was so stubborn that he would rather hold back his eyes and let them turn red than shed a single tear. "Do you know what you are saying?"
From the moment she made up her mind to leave the palace and give up Jiang Xuanxu, she completely cut off her way back.
She was more clear-headed than anyone else. The young man who had taken her to play in the human world, protected her from thunder and lightning, and promised to marry her would never come back.
The fate between him and her has truly come to an end today, and all that remains is obsession and entanglement.
Furthermore, she now has an important mission. After returning to Japan to see her family, she must surrender her bodhicitta and prepare to die.
"I told you long ago that I'm going back to Japan and I won't go back with you to disturb you and Zhao Wanqing."
She couldn't help but choke up. Why did fate play such a trick on her that he had to come to his senses just when she had made up her mind to leave?
"Why are you the first one to regret it?"
That's right. Why am I the first one to regret?
Why?
Jiang Xuanxu's face drained of all color, and the strength that supported his body quickly drained away. He stumbled in front of Chang Xi. If he hadn't grabbed the table in time, he would have fallen to the ground.
"As long as you return to the palace, I will agree to any request you make."
"Oh. You've already agreed to my request." Chang Xi laughed bitterly and sarcastically said, "Didn't you say earlier in Jinhua Palace that I could choose any prince or noble and marry us?"
"I think Fang Heyu married him with your consent. Do you think the imperial decree you wrote in your own handwriting is just a joke and doesn't count at all?"
That day, Fang Heyu asked for the imperial decree to grant her marriage. He knew it was all a conspiracy between them, but he was still angry! He could let her go, but he absolutely could not let her marry him!
After realizing that something was wrong with him, he began to fear that he had been doing it wrong all along.
After much deliberation, he decided to let go.
After three years of entanglement, Chang Xi, Fang Heyu, Zhao Wanqing and others are exhausted physically and mentally. It's good to support each other.
Everything was clearly going in a good direction, but he was the only one who regretted it.
His subconscious mind told him that he must not let go! Chang Xi could not marry Fang Heyu.
"Chang Xi, I..."
*
lobby.
"Congratulations to General Fang on your marriage. May you have a baby soon."
Fang Heyu drank the wine in his cup and said, "Thank you, Lord Shangshu, for your kind words."
The butler was weighing the wine jug to fill the empty cup with wine. A man dressed as a servant sneaked past him and came close to Fang Heyu, whispering in his ear.
The housekeeper recognized him as one of the secret guards in the mansion.
The secret guard passed the message and disappeared into the crowd.
"What happened, General?"
Fang Heyu said nothing. He looked up and saw that his master's expressionless face had changed for the first time.
"I'll leave this to you. I'm going to the bridal chamber."
"yes!"
The road to one's own home is the one one is most familiar with. Fang Heyu took a shortcut and, with the help of his Qinggong, rushed over as quickly as possible. When he passed through a corridor, he ran into Zhu Ciying and Xie Rangchen, the first two people who noticed Jiang Xuanxu had left his seat and entered the backyard.
They also sent the secret guards in the mansion to deliver the message to him.
"Is Chang Xi okay?" he asked worriedly.
"Anyway, I didn't suffer any loss." Zhu Ciying pointed to the closed door, "Go in and take a look."
Fang Heyu quickly walked to the door and pushed it open.
"Chang Xi!"
Chang Xi, who was sitting safely on the wedding bed, asked: "Fang Heyu?"
"Are you hurt?" Fang Heyu looked everywhere he could, almost confirming that she was not injured. "What happened? Did he give you any trouble?"
Chang Xi gestured for him to look at Jiang Xuanxu, who had fainted beside the table, and frowned slightly, "I just made a few sarcastic remarks to him, but he couldn't handle it and fainted."
"It's not a big deal. I'll explain to His Majesty." Fang Heyu patted her hand to comfort her, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.
"Brother Xiaoyu, you look so good when you smile." Chang Xi's eyes curved, "You should smile more in the future."
Fang Heyu: "Okay."
"The carriage back to Japan is being prepared and is expected to depart in three days."
"That's great." Chang Xi sighed.
She will be able to see her family soon.
He will die soon.
In this capital city, the only person she couldn't let go of was her best friend, Fang Heyu.
"Things are different now. The young man who was hunted everywhere seven years ago now has military merits and is within easy reach of high positions and generous salaries. However, the only thing he lacks is a beautiful woman to accompany him." Chang Xi smiled lightly, then said seriously, "In all these years, I have never asked you if there is a girl you like?"
Fang Heyu was silent for a moment: "Not yet."
"Alright." Chang Xi nodded. "Later, we'll write the divorce papers so as not to delay your lifelong event."
"There's no rush for the divorce papers." Fang Heyu took Jiang Xuanxu's arm and held it behind his neck. "I'll take His Majesty to the guest room for treatment."
——Guest room.
Xie Rangchen tapped several acupoints on Jiang Xuanxu's body. Soon, the latter slowly woke up.
Fang Heyu knelt on one knee in front of the bed and reported, "Your Majesty just fainted from anger. I immediately found Taoist Xie, who was present to observe the ceremony today, to clear your meridians."
Jiang Xuanxu pressed his aching forehead: "Thank you."
"Thank you for your help, Taoist."
Xie Rangchen is tall and graceful, with the demeanor of a master.
"Your Majesty is in good health. The area where he was struck by lightning a few years ago has been healed well, except for the amnesia..." He deliberately kept the second half of the sentence to himself, observing Jiang Xuanxu's expression.
Gu Zhen had lost his memory! Jiang Xuanxu was stunned at first, then shocked, and finally half angry and half painful. Why did the imperial physicians and Zhao Wanqing in the palace lie to him one by one?
He was so angry that he almost fainted again. He gritted his teeth and said, "Is there a cure for amnesia?"
Xie Rangchen: "Yes, there is. It just depends on whether Your Majesty is willing to cooperate with the treatment."
"I... am willing to treat him!" Restoring his memory may be his only way to keep Chang Xi.
*
Wedding room.
"Fever in the spine?" Chang Xi asked in confusion.
"Yes. Ever since I took your pearl, my spine has been getting hot from time to time, with no specific time of day or pattern, and each time it gets more and more unbearable." Zhu Ciying explained her condition truthfully, "I heard from sword cultivators in the cultivation world that this is where the sword bone is parasitic."
"Maybe you're about to grow a sword bone?"
"That's impossible." Zhu Ciying said, "Sword bones are either innate or acquired through practice. I'm a sound cultivator and haven't entered the sword path, so it's impossible for me to develop sword bones."
Chang Xi lowered his head: "Then I don't know."
"But perhaps there are other opportunities... The pearls can heal the wounds you've suffered, even old ones."
Congratulations, Ying was slightly startled.
Could a wound from three hundred years ago, a wound that spanned past lives and present lives, also be considered an old wound? She was about to deny her own thoughts when suddenly an idea flashed through her mind. She raised her hand and pulled the red rope around her neck, and the crimson jade slipped out of her clothes.
If it comes to crossing time and space, Jiangyu can definitely do it.
Zhu Ciying clenched the jade tightly, her heart pounding. She was nervous yet also vaguely expectant:
Can she really give birth to a sword bone...
*
"Junior sister, you are often distracted. What are you thinking about?"
Xie Rangchen rolled a spring roll and put it in her bowl.
Of course, he was thinking about the sword bone. But Zhu Ciying couldn't mention it, otherwise his senior brother would feel guilty and dig out the Yinglong bone for her.
"How's the situation over there with Jiang Xuanxu?" She took a bite of the spring roll and it tasted salty, just to her liking.
"The spell has been broken, but mortals are weak, and memory recovery cannot be rushed. It needs to be done gradually."
Zhu Ciying finished her spring rolls and blew on the hot porridge: "If one day, my senior brother forgets me, I will be sad."
Xie Rangchen used his spiritual power to help cool her down, and then used chopsticks to roll a spring roll for her.
"That day won't come," he said firmly.
As long as she doesn't break the contract with him, as long as the soul contract exists, as long as there is the contract to guide him, he will definitely be attracted to her.
Just like two magnets, one positive and one negative, they always have a fatal attraction to each other.
He and she are destined to be a couple.
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