Xie Mingyu and Zhao Ling worried about the safety of Xie's family. Lu Ziqing was eager to hunt down the whereabouts of Wuji, and the group quickly bid farewell to Leng Aoshuang.
Before leaving, Zhao Ling noticed Xie Mingyu's unusual look at Leng Aoshuang, and her heart moved. Could it be that Xie Mingyu, an older young man, has finally become acquainted with love?
It was just that he just liked Leng Aoshuang, the beauty of the Bingshan! She sighed inwardly. Thinking of Leng Xiangning's last words to Leng Aoshuang before she died, after the painful lesson of her sister, would Leng Aoshuang still believe in men easily?
She decided to help Xie Mingyu. Although the Xie family was a scholarly family, no one was an official in the court. There was no imperial representative among them. Xie Mingyu was free and easy by nature and didn't like to be restrained. It would be suitable to match Leng Aoshuang's Jianghu background.
So she took advantage of Leng Aoshuang's way to send them out of the palace, and found a chance for two of them to be alone. Then she held her and said, "Leng Aoshuang, I can see that you are a cold-faced and warm-hearted person. I think I am very fond of you. We no longer need to be polite, so I will call you Aoshuang in the future, and you will also call me Ling, okay?"
Leng Aoshuang agreed. She also had a good impression of the calm and wise woman in front of her. She nodded and said, "Of course it is good."
Zhao Ling was dumbfounded for a while. It was the first time for her to see Leng Aoshuang's smile, and she finally realized what it meant by "A Smile". Xie Mingyu, your vision was really great! Zhao Ling sighed secretly.
She shook off her thoughts, settled down, and asked, "I was at the Ruyi Inn the day before yesterday, did you send someone to inform us about our cousin's whereabouts?"
Leng Aoshuang nodded calmly.
"Thank you. And back at the palace, you blocked your sister's strike meant for my cousin, but you were seriously injured. The Xie family will definitely pay back this love."
Leng Aoshuang's expression was a little unnatural and said: "Ling, you don't have to be so polite, I just don't want my sister to make mistakes and commit murder again."
"Anyway, this love, whether it is me or the Xie family, will be remembered in our minds." Zhao Ling took Leng Aoshuang's hand and said solemnly.
In fact, what Zhao Ling meant was that Leng Aoshuang's feelings of saving Xie Mingyu, he would definitely pay it back.
"By the way, the last time I saw Palace Master Leng mistaken my cousin as Tao Zhirui, was my cousin similar to Tao Zhirui?" Zhao Ling asked casually.
"No, in fact, there is nothing similar between the two of them. It's because my older sister was too obsessed to admit her mistake." Leng Aoshuang said of Leng Xiangning, her expression dimmed. The sudden death of his only relative was a big blow to everyone. Leng Aoshuang's ability to settle the Huayue Palace so quickly showed her strength and determination.
"So that's it." Zhao Ling didn't know how to comfort her, and both of them fell silent for a while. When she was leaving, Zhao Ling took Leng Aoshuang's hand and said, "Aoshuang, sister Ling's death is inseparable from Wuji's teachings. If you can handle the affairs of Huayue Palace in a few days, why not come to Suzhou with us? We can deal with Wuji Teaching together?"
"I have this intention. The Wuji Sect has sneaked into the Huayue Palace and murdered my sister. I will naturally find them to figure out this incident." Speaking bitterly of the Wuji Sect, Leng Aoshuang's pretty face was like ice.
Zhao Ling squinted at Xie Mingyu, saw a hint of joy on his face, and said in her heart. "Xie Mingyu, I can only help you get there under the current circumstances, and it will depend on your good fortune in the future."
After the group left the Huayue Palace, they drove non-stop until they arrived at the Ruyi Inn. It was late at night. Lu Zhu and Bi An cried with joy when they saw Zhao Ling and Xie Mingyu returning safely. The night was getting dark, everyone decided to stay at the inn temporarily for one night and set off again tomorrow morning.
After experiencing various scenarios in Huayue Palace in the past two days, Zhao Ling also felt a little tired. But the more tired her body was, the clearer her mind was. Anyway, she couldn't sleep while lying down, so she put on a piece of clothing, opened the door to go to the patio to get some air. And while at this, she was also sorting out Wuji's clues in her mind.
When she came to the patio, she found that she was not the only one who couldn't sleep, but Xie Mingyu was also sitting at the stone table, facing the moon, and drinking alone.
"Cousin." She whispered, sitting on the stone bench opposite him, and said: "But are you worried about Wuji?"
Xie Mingyu also poured a glass for Zhao Ling, and said with concern. "The Wuji religion is very secrecy in the Dasheng Dynasty, and I only heard about it slightly. The Emperor Taizu overthrew the previous dynasty as a feudal king and replaced it. When the army entered Zeijing, the former Emperor Zhaowen and his princes, princesses and concubines were all hanged to death. Only one of the little princes who was still infant was rescued by the guards of the palace and survived."
"Only one person survived?"
"Yes. About 50 years ago, when Emperor Ming Xiao succeeded to the throne, a group known as the Wuji Sect used the slogan 'Zhu the rebels and restore rivers and mountains' to attack cities and land, burn, kill and loot. The leader is said to be the little prince, the only bloodline of the previous dynasty. When the first emperor was furious, he sent troops to suppress it with all his strength, and the Wuji Sect disappeared from then on. Unexpectedly, it was resurrected now, and the Xie family was also involved."