Chapter 15 Chapter 5 Reflection

On the night when Shan returned to Jiuyi, Mrs. Xiang didn't fall asleep, and she was in a trance leisurely watching the bleak Angelica dahurica flowers in Cangwu Garden. Mu Liu came back to her.Then before dawn, he went on the road to Yunmeng.Without further ado, Wu Xiang's soul must be retrieved immediately.He once fantasized that Fusu could help her. As the Chief Commander of the You Clan, Fusu would always have a solution.But Fusu was so impatient, and she herself lost her temper. She should have told him well and advised them not to take revenge on Wu Xiang.Maybe it's because she has too high demands on Fusu?I didn't explain it to him, and it just added misunderstandings in vain.Moreover, if the legend of Jiuyi Qingsi is true, as Fusu said... then, isn't Wu Xiang doomed to perish?

Let's use Muliu!A brave swordsman from Luo Kingdom.She started the pastoral flow almost desperately.The situation in Yingdu is becoming more and more tense every day, she should at least keep Muliu by her side.Fusu was at odds with her, she had no other way, at least on the issue of dealing with Qing Wang Wuxiang, Muliu should be loyal to her. To save Wu Xiang, Wu Xiang must be rescued, as long as she still has a moment of breath, Wu Xiang's soul cannot be allowed to dissipate in the barren mountains of Jiuyi.And as long as Wu Xiang comes back to life, Qing Ren's rebellion will become unjustified, and everything will return to normal.She needs power, although this power is almost a responsibility and a burden, which makes her overwhelmed.Fusu, the chief commander of Jiuyi Fusu, I'm afraid he will never understand her thoughts, right?However, is her choice correct?Just like back then, when soldiers came under pressure, and Chong Hua became seriously ill... In fact, everything was decided in an instant, and there was not much room for her to think and choose.

It has always been like this, she has taken on too much sorrow, how can there be any time for her to hesitate and wait.Just looking back at the Prime Minister, she has never regretted it.She looked down at the gold ring with a sad smile on her face.Fusu, no matter whether he complains or hates, he cannot escape from fate. But why is there always a faint uneasiness in my heart? In that ancient well, Fusu had disappeared.She saw Mu Liu's army galloping across the grassy field. "Tell them that as long as the king's soul is brought back, everything can remain as it is. Try not to use weapons." She once solemnly confessed to Muliu.If he was wrong about this, she could not forgive him.

Meng Xia is surging, the vegetation is luxuriant.She saw Yunmeng's water lake. The water pools embedded between the plains and mountains like precious stones seem to be green and peaceful, and have not been burned and dried up by successive years of war.The ripples on the water reflected the mirror, and she suddenly felt a burst of bitterness, and she lowered her head, not daring to look any further. It was late at night again.Wu Xiang's unyielding body was silent in the curtain alone. Still only a soft sigh.I didn't want to watch it any more, so I lit a lonely lamp and floated back to the Cangwu Garden where I lived alone.The Angelica dahurica flowers on the deserted platform have a quiet and delicate fragrance.

"Anyone who drinks the water of Yunmeng will eventually return to that vast green field." Is this true, or is it just a comfort? Lian Ning fell asleep, with a flower-like smile on Yuanyuan's face, and from time to time she stuck out her little red tongue to lick it, as if she was sucking candy.Sleeping child, so happy.What about that child, what is he doing?I'm afraid, never fell asleep, right?I'm afraid that he has already arrived at the camp in the north of Kongsang Ridge, with the generals who are loyal to him. Mrs. Xiang guessed correctly, Young Master Qing Ren did not fall asleep that night.

After leaving Qinglan Pavilion, Qing Ren rode one by one, and quietly went out from the south gate of Yingdu.When he reached the north of Kongsang Ridge, it was already late at night, and the lights in the endless camp were brightly lit, mixed with a few stars scattered in the sky.After Young Master Qing Ren rode his horse past the first checkpoint, the originally solemn and silent camp gradually boiled up. Shi Shiran, the vigorous shadow in green clothes and white clothes, came over.The soldiers got out of the tent, with pride and admiration in their eyes.That was Qing Kui's youngest hero, the king in their hearts.

Young Master Qing Ren smiled and called everyone to rest early, then came to his tent and jumped off the horse. "Ziwei Xinggong was committed by the northern Qingqi." Qing Ren turned his head and saw outside the tent, in the shadow farthest from the bonfire, a man in a huge purple cloak was observing him with a pair of deep eyes.Qing Ren nodded slightly at him, and the two entered the tent one after the other. "Please ask the great witch to point out a clear path." Qing Ren said. Wu Xian was Qing Kui's most famous wizard at one time, and a high priest respected by the emperor.After Zhao refused to die, Wu Xian announced his retirement.However, the prestige of the retired high priest is still there, and the current high priest Fusu is a foreigner, so he is inevitably jealous by his peers, so Wuxian is still the number one among Qingkui spirit witches.It took a lot of effort for the young master to clear his post and win his support.At such a critical moment, Wu Xian appeared in the camp at Kongsang Ridge, and Qing Ren's spirit was unavoidably lifted.

"I saw the changes in the stars, and the king's lifespan is only this month." Wu Xian said lightly. "Only until Yuewang? Then the soul-calling technique of Mrs. Xiang and Fusu will definitely not work?" Young Master Qingren asked. "That's not something I can know." Wu Xian knew very well what Young Master Qingren was thinking, and there was an unavoidable hint of sarcasm in his tone, "However, Young Master's stars are shining brightly, so you can rest assured about your future." "Thank you, great witch." After sending someone to escort Wu Xian away, Mo Luo returned to Qing Ren's account.Young Master Qing sat down in charge of the case, and said slowly: "It seems that we should wait."

Mo Luo understood the meaning of Qing Ren very well.Nominally speaking, Mrs. Xiang's status and rights are closely related to King Qing's existence.As long as King Qing dies, Mrs. Xiang will have nothing to rely on, and her name will be unfair.At that time, they could seize the opportunity to blame Mrs. Xiang's power for King Qing's death, and they were defeated in one blow. ——As long as their army can occupy the palace and control and isolate Mrs. Xiang, these will not be difficult to do. However, all this will have to wait until King Qing dies. "Yue Wang is not far away, but the situation will change at any time these days." Mo Luo said with a frown.

"I also know." Young Master Qing Ren said, "And the spies came to report that Mu Liu had brought someone out of the city. These days are a good time." "He's gone?" Mo Luo's eyes lit up, "Otherwise, we'll take this opportunity to enter the palace and kill the king..." "Impossible!" Young Master Qingren guessed his thoughts and immediately interrupted him, "You must never do such a thing. ——It's okay to wait. We just need to pay close attention to Muliu. I hope he will come back later." Mo Luo sighed: "We have mastered so much power. If there is no Muliu, wouldn't it be easy to deal with Mrs. Xiang?"

Thinking about Wu Xian's divination, Qing Ren felt confident and quite at peace.But that night, he woke up again, put on his clothes and got up quietly, facing the moonlight, thinking about some legends about Jiuyi and Yunmeng.In any case, it was a nightmare he could never shake off.