Chapter 282 Deadly Wicked Poison

Outside the hall, Leng Changxi was wearing a silver mask. His eyes shone cold as if he could see through this Heavenly Master.

Heavenly Master was already gray-haired and had wrinkled skin on his face. He was like an old fairy with the bones of immortality and stood beyond the world. For this master who suddenly appeared half a month ago, people don’t know much. They only know that the Heavenly Master had a surname, Lin. He was good at refining and could bring back the dead.

Heavenly Master Lin had one defect that spoiled perfection. He had no legs. Heavenly Master Lin had to rely on his servants to carry him on a bamboo sedan chair. The trousers were empty, so he simply tied them into two knots for quick movement.

Heavenly Master Lin had high social status ever since entering the palace, but now he was directly questioned by a young boy who didn’t even dare to show his face.

“Sorry,” Heavenly Master Lin smiled kindly, with a certain kind of generosity in his eyes, “What do you mean? Little brother.”

“You have the fragrance of fairy grass on your body,” suddenly, a small woman rushed out behind Leng Changxi. Her smart eyes could talk, and her small mouth opened slightly, smiling at Heavenly Master Lin. “Fairy grass is the best herbal medicine for the growth of wicked worms. The worms that feed on fairy grass will not only be smaller than other wicked worms but also be more easily introduced into the human body. However, fairy grass is generally rare. Because the growing conditions are very harsh, they have to use poplar trees as hosts. Most of the fairy grass grows on the Gobi desert with little rain, while wicked worms like dark and humid environments. There are not many people who can grow fairy grass worms. People with such a strong fairy grass fragrance are even rarer.”

This little woman is no one else but Qin Yunuan, who is very sensitive in smell and memory. Inspired by Lu Wuyi, Qin Yunuan suddenly understood the usage of the artificially planted poplar forest outside the village of Yeren Valley.

“Girl, you gave a nice speech. I’m sure to benefit from it a lot, but I didn’t wear fairy grass fragrance,” Heavenly Master Lin smiled and pointed to a small sachet made of thin bamboo sticks around his waist. “It’s just a unique type of fragrance I made, which can be used for peace of mind. I have also made one for the emperor yesterday, who also said it was quite effective.”

“Really?” Qin Yunuan didn’t pursue to the end as she had always done. She just glanced at Lin and said flatly, “Then maybe I have made a mistake.”

Looking sideways at Qin Yunuan, Leng Changxi took her hand and stepped forward. He said to Mu Qingyu, who was guarding the door, “Sorry, Your Royal Highness. We are late.”

Mu Qingyu was a little surprised because she didn’t know that Leng Changxi and Qin Yunuan would come abruptly. She was stunned for a second and quickly took over, “You are finally here. My uncle has been waiting for you for a long time.”

Mu Qingyu was about to take the two people in when the guards at the door stopped them, “Your Royal Highness, these two people are unidentified. I’m afraid I couldn’t let them in.”

“Why can’t they go in?” Mu Qingyu scolded the guard, “My uncle said that he was bored and wanted two jugglers to relieve the boredom. These two people are the best in my palace. Isn’t it good to invite them to entertain the emperor?”

“That was not what I meant. It’s just...” This guard was also an official, but he could only obey in front of Mu Qingyu.

“Since that was not what you meant, I will let these two people in first. As for this Heavenly Master,” Mu Qingyu looked at Heavenly Master Lin and smiled politely, “Uncle just wants to watch juggling now. As for medicine, if you don’t mind, you can give it to me first. When the emperor had enough fun, he will take it.”

Heavenly Master Lin hesitated for a while and then smiled, “That’s okay.” After finishing speaking, he signaled to the child around him to pass the box containing the decoction to Mu Qingyu and then said, “If it is cold, remember to heat up before drinking.” After that, he waved his hand, signaling the eunuch to lift the sedan chair, and the small bamboo sedan chair swayed out of the palace gate.

Mu Qingyu watched Lin’s back leave from a distance, frowned, and urged Leng Changxi and Qin Yunuan at the door, “What are you still waiting for? Come in.”

Before stepping into this hall, Qin Yunuan smelled blood with her keen nose. Subconsciously, she pulled Leng Changxi’s sleeves. Leng Changxi also became cautious. Mu Qingyu was at the forefront of opening the curtain. She had a deep inner strength and clearly felt that Leng Changxi was mobilizing his inner strength in secret, which was a state of self-defense.

“Don’t worry,” Mu Qingyu didn’t turn her head back. “It’s just that my uncle and Elder Princess had some misunderstandings, and they have calmed down now.”

After speaking, Leng Changxi saw Elder Princess and Jing Donghua sitting on the bed opposite each other. This was the first time he saw the man his mother had missed for 20 years.

Leng Changxi had to admit that he and Jing Donghua are quite alike. He had taken more from Elder Princess, handsome but had a soft outline. But in his looks and temperament, between his brows and eyes, he had the grandeur of a king just like Jing Donghua.

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Faced with the sudden appearance of Leng Changxi, Jing Donghua suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. His eyes couldn’t help but flow on Leng Changxi. He frowned slightly, pondering in his heart for a hundred times. He became curious about the identity of this young kid.

“Mother.” Leng Changxi walked behind Elder Princess casually and gathered her hair that was scattered slightly.

Elder Princess looked distressed. She looked back at Leng Changxi, then cried silently. She knew that her son was not easy. She recovered her sanity and all her memories at the post house. Leng Changxi’s surname, and the special jade pendant of Ning Palace he had convinced Elder Princess. She understood that it couldn’t be fake.

Also, Elder Princess knew in her heart that the feeling of blood and meeting close relatives could not be fake.

“You are...” Jing Donghua looked at Leng Changxi. As Leng Changxi called “mother”, all his doubts seemed to be solved.

“I am the adopted son of Elder Princess.” Leng Changxi looked at Jing Donghua. When four eyes intertwined, he clearly read loss from Jing Donghua.

“Oh, adopted son.” Jing Donghua raised the corner of his mouth slightly, like a wry smile, “It turned out to be your adopted son.”

On the other side, Qin Yunuan opened the food box directly. The soup inside was still warm, showing a faint orange-red color. Unlike ordinary medicine, this medicinal soup smelled good. It had the fragrance of green grass, without the bitter taste.

Qin Yunuan took down the silver hairpin on her head and poked into the soup. Mu Qingyu, who stood aside, said doubtfully, “Heavenly Master shouldn’t be dull enough to poison the soup.”

“This decoction can’t be poisonous.” After Qin Yunuan finished speaking, she took out the silver hairpin that was half immersed in the soup. Of course, Heavenly Master Lin couldn’t be despicable enough to do this.

Holding the silver hairpin in one hand, Qin Yunuan looked up and saw a sachet hung on Jing Donghua’s bed, exactly like those Lin wear on his waist. It was diamond-shaped and made of thin yellow bamboo. Qin Yunuan Quickly took off the sachet and circled its side with the hairpin dipped in the soup. Mu Qingyu observed curiously what would happen.

Qin Yunuan moved her hand. She faintly felt that something was moving in the sachet. As the hairpin was brought closer to the sachet, the movement became more obvious, as if something small grows in it. The potion on the hairpin was its nemesis, making it turbulent.

“If my guess was correct, there would be immature little wicked worms in it.” Qin Yunuan handed the sachet to Leng Changxi’s hand, “and inside that Heavenly Master’s sachet is the mother wicked worms.”

Jing Donghua was attracted by this nameless girl. Qin Yunuan curtly bowed to Jing Donghua, “I’m Yunuan, Young Master Leng’s... close servant maid.” Qin Yunuan made up an identity casually. Since Leng Changxi wanted to conceal himself, she naturally had to cooperate.

“A maid?” Jing Donghua also had met with a lot of people. He struggled to prop up his body. After a simple bandage, the blood from his wound had stopped, but it was still tearing and painful. “You have elegance and pulchritude. Qinghe, your adopted son is so lucky.”

Elder Princess took a look at Jing Donghua and turned, “I should go.”

“Qinghe.” Jing Donghua wanted to keep her. But Elder Princess seemed to have made her decision. He just asked one more sentence, “You live in the post house? Right?”

Elder Princess’s glance gently fell on Jing Donghua, but after a moment she retrieved it coldly without saying anything. Leng Changxi got up and held her, “Foster mother, I will take you back.”

Jing Donghua was not resigned to an ending like this. He watched the figure of the princess go further with obsessed eyes. Suddenly, a goose-yellow skirt blocked his vision, and Qin Yunuan, who suddenly appeared in the front, surprised him.

“Your master is gone. Why don’t you retreat?”

Qin Yunuan tilted and smiled, “If Your Majesty doesn’t cherish your life, I will go naturally.”

Jing Donghua looked down at his wound, “I wouldn’t care about this kind of minor injury.”

“No,” Qin Yunuan brought the medicinal soup and the diamond-shaped bamboo sachet to Jing Donghua. “I was talking about this. Your Majesty may not know that these two things are actually killing you slowly.”

Mu Qingyu took a step forward, “Madam... Yunuan, are you serious?”

Qin Yunuan nodded. However, Jing Donghua remained calm. It seemed that he was the one who stayed out of the matter, “Will it kill me? So?”

On the other side, Leng Changxi led Elder Princess to a remote palace road. At the end of the road was a carriage that Mu Qingyu had prepared long ago. It would successfully take the princess out of the palace.

“Mother, the carriage outside the city is ready. According to your wish, you can leave West Xia at any time.” Leng Changxi helped Elder Princess pacing slowly. Watching the princess in a trance, he called softly, “Mother?”

Elder Princess was stunned. Looking back at Leng Changxi, her eyes seemed to be covered with water mist. She muttered, “Changxi, I don’t want to go. Yes, I won’t go.”