The two went to Cining Palace together.
The appearance of the two attracted a lot of attention. Although there was some distance between them, it was undeniable that their exceptional talents made them a perfect match.
Mu Chenshuang glanced up and saw Feng Xilan standing outside the palace gate. He was dressed in a long robe, elegant and handsome, showing no signs of being confined.
Feng Xilan saw Mu Chenshuang, who had arrived late. Her long hair, which had been tied up with a gorgeous hairpin, was now loose and flowing down. Two simple glass, jade and pearl hairpins accentuated her cool and composed temperament.
Her presence made the surrounding concubines seem all the more overdone by their excessive makeup and cosmetics.
Now, there is no longer any affection for him in her eyes, only indifference.
It seems she and Fu Junheng are quite close.
Without realizing it, his eyes darkened, and his fist, which was clenched over his shoulder, tightened a little.
Upon seeing the two approaching, Feng Ji gave Fu Junheng a meaningful look and strode towards them.
When Mu Chenshuang saw him, she said a few words to him.
At this moment, an old man came over and called Mu Chenshuang away.
Feng Ji watched Mu Chenshuang's departing figure, his tone teasing, "What a coincidence that you're with Princess Weiyang?"
Fu Junheng ignored his words and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you call her here?"
Feng Ji replied, "Grandmother was unaware of the Crown Prince's divorce from Mu Chenshuang. When Mu Chenshuang married the Crown Prince, Grandmother had secretly encouraged it. During the struggle for the throne in the previous dynasty, Marquis Mu saved Grandmother's life. Therefore, when Mu Chenshuang returned to the capital, she received special treatment from Grandmother. Now that Grandmother is seriously ill, she naturally wants her and the Crown Prince to go in and visit her."
Fu Junheng's deep gaze followed her and Feng Xilan as they stepped into the palace, his eyes darkening beneath the black veil.
"How is the Empress Dowager doing now?"
"The situation is not good. The best we can do is try to keep the Empress Dowager alive for a few more days."
"Since you've said so, it seems the Empress Dowager is truly terminally ill."
Feng Ji didn't say anything for the time being, but turned to look at Fu Junheng, "You look quite well today. I'd like to know how she treated you?"
He still finds it unbelievable that Mu Chenshuang knows medicine; he has never heard of Mu Chenshuang learning medicine from anyone.
Fu Junheng explained the whole story.
Feng Ji was even more shocked by Fu Junheng's words, his brows furrowing. "How did she do that?"
After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly said, "You know that the Divine Healer Sect once had witch doctors and spiritual doctors."
Upon hearing this word, Fu Junheng's expression darkened, and he asked, "What is the connection between these two?"
"It is said that the founders of the Divine Healer Sect were two female healers, a witch doctor and a spirit doctor. The witch doctor was skilled in using evil methods. Most of the people she treated were those who were about to die, bringing them back to life. However, bringing them back to life was actually exchanging one's life for another. She was extremely skilled in making poisons and witchcraft. The spirit doctor was skilled in using the energy of life to detoxify and cure.
Therefore, the Divine Healer Sect was divided into two major factions, which were irreconcilable. What they had in common was that they could use their own witchcraft and spiritual energy to prepare medicines, and even input their own energy into patients to relieve them of pain.
A century ago, internal strife erupted within the Divine Healer Sect, leading to the defeat and expulsion of the witch doctors, who became a taboo within the sect. The witch doctors, scattered among the common people, split into poison practitioners and sorcerers. The most renowned sect in the martial world today, the Ghost Poison Sect, inherited the witch doctors' poison-making techniques. Witch doctors skilled in sorcery also possess the witch doctors' magical aura, but their whereabouts are elusive, making their true identities extremely difficult to ascertain.
Upon hearing this, Fu Junheng's handsome face turned frosty.
The poison his mother suffered from was the most potent poison of the Ghost Poison Sect, and she was also afflicted with witchcraft at the same time.
"So you mean she used one of these two types of energy to suppress my pain?"
Feng Ji pondered, resting his chin on his hand, and said, "The only two methods I can think of to suppress the pain caused by the Netherworld Flower are witchcraft and spiritual energy. I just don't know whether Mu Chenshuang used witchcraft or spiritual energy. If it's spiritual energy, that would be best."
If it's witchcraft, then that's absolutely intolerable to the royal family.
Witchcraft energy is considered an evil force, especially since witch doctors who possess it are believed to disrupt the imperial destiny.
The royal family strongly opposed the witch doctor because the State of Qi had suffered repeated defeats and declined in recent years. The main reason was that the Queen of Qi was a witch doctor with witchcraft. The Grand Master of Qi had predicted that she would bring misfortune to the State of Qi, but the King of Qi insisted on making her his queen. In the same year that the queen was made queen, the State of Qi suffered its most devastating defeat since its founding. Afterwards, the king fell seriously ill, and the Queen of Qi became the target of everyone's anger. After the regent took over the government, he executed the queen.
Regardless of whether the misfortune was brought by the witch doctor, public opinion can be devastating, and with the suppression from the Divine Doctors, the royal family would never take such a risk.
Fu Junheng's dark eyes looked towards the direction of the main hall entrance as he pondered, then suddenly asked, "What use do you think she has for the morning dew from Zijing Mountain?"
Feng Ji was pulled back to reality by his words, "She wants the morning dew from Zijing Mountain?"
He frowned, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Zijing Mountain is located on a dragon vein, and the morning dew in the mountain is extremely rich in spiritual energy. Could it be that she is absorbing spiritual energy?"
"So, she might be using the spiritual power of a psychic healer?"
Feng Ji stared at the entrance of Cining Palace, his expression turning serious. He said, "Mu Chenshuang grew up in the army and went to the battlefield. She carries a murderous aura. Logically speaking, a person with such a murderous aura cannot possess pure spiritual energy."
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