Yun Guangyao finally relented and agreed to hand over the Snow Spirit Pill.
…
On the way back, Mu Yunjin remained silent. Now possessing dual memories, recalling those past events made her feel so pressured she could hardly breathe.
“Master, why aren’t you speaking?” Qiqi looked worriedly at Mu Yunjin, who hadn’t spoken since leaving the Immortal Mountain Estate.
Mu Yunjin shook her head. “I’m fine.”
Qiqi didn’t quite believe her, but since Mu Yunjin said so, she couldn’t say much more.
Besides, Prince Ning was there too.
Upon reaching Master An’s residence, Master An took the Snow Spirit Pill to Consort Rong’s room, while Chu Li took Mu Yunjin to their chamber.
Once inside the room, Chu Li lay Mu Yunjin flat on the bed and looked down at her. “Something’s on your mind?”
…
…
Mu Yunjin shook her head, meeting Chu Li’s gaze, quietly looking at him.
Si Qing, Chu Li…
In this life, they were together again.
How wonderful…
“What are you smiling foolishly about?” Chu Li, seeing her dazed smile, reached out and pinched her cheek.
Mu Yunjin came back to her senses, but her smile only deepened as she stretched out her arms. “Chu Li, hold me…”
Chu Li laughed softly, bending down to embrace her.
Feeling his embrace, Mu Yunjin tightened her arms, fearing that all this might be just her imagination playing tricks on her.
She had never thought she would be reincarnated.
After a long while, Mu Yunjin, now relaxed, fell asleep in Chu Li’s arms…
Chu Li lay her down flat, tucked her in properly, and sat on the edge of the bed. Watching her shallow breathing, he brushed aside a lock of hair from her forehead.
His gaze then fixed on the peach blossom mark on her forehead.
Previously, this mark would only appear when she occasionally summoned the Fire Phoenix or entered the Phoenix Feather Pavilion. Why was it still visible today?
Just as he was pondering this, there came a gentle knock at the door.
Hearing the knock, Chu Li stood up, walked to the door, and opened it.
The person knocking was Ding Xian, who, upon seeing Chu Li, lowered his voice. “Your Highness, the King of South Court has changed his mind and given a Clear Heart Pill instead.”
“Will it save her?” Chu Li asked.
“Master An has already given this Clear Heart Pill to Consort Rong. She’s now awake, but whether it’s effective or not is still unknown,” Ding Xian replied.
Hearing this, Chu Li acknowledged with a sound and stepped out.
Upon arriving at the west wing, Master An had just walked out. Seeing Chu Li, he casually said, “Here to see your mother?”
“No, this prince is here to find you,” Chu Li looked at Master An.
Hearing this, Master An vaguely knew what Chu Li wanted to ask. He nodded and pointed to a nearby pavilion.
Chu Li walked over.
After sitting down in the pavilion, Master An poured Chu Li a cup of tea and sighed softly. “What did you want to tell me?”
At these words, Chu Li’s words came to his lips but weren’t spoken. His eyes gazed lightly at the steaming tea.
Seeing this, Master An smiled gently. “Sometimes, people truly must believe in fate.”
“Many things, no matter how they twist and turn, cannot escape the character of ‘fate.’ What should come and what shouldn’t—you can’t avoid any of it,” Master An said.
Chu Li gently caressed the edge of the cup, carefully contemplating the character for “fate” that Master An had mentioned.
After a while, a very faint curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
“By the way, Yun Guangyao gave a Clear Heart Pill, you know that, right?” Master An spoke.
Chu Li nodded.
“Yun Guangyao studied alchemy in his early years. The Clear Heart Pill is something he developed before. Although its potency isn’t as strong as the three great secret medicines, he said your mother’s illness is from long-standing melancholy. Once the gloom in her heart is removed, her body will naturally recover gradually,” Master An explained to Chu Li.
“Mm.” Chu Li responded lightly, one complicated worry in his heart resolved.
Seeing that the concern in Chu Li’s brow had somewhat dissipated, Master An changed the subject. “I’ve already confined Grass Witch in a secret chamber. As for the Black-Robed figure, being thrown into the hot pool by Mu Yunjin, he’s unlikely to have survived.”
“Now, Qiuye is seriously injured, the Black-Robed figure’s fate is uncertain, Qin Muyue has gone mad with cultivation—the opposition has lost its momentum. I wonder if Prince Ning wants to eliminate them?” Master An smiled as he looked at Chu Li.
Hearing this, Chu Li’s eyes wavered. “These people naturally cannot be spared.”
“Hahaha, well said! Once these malignant tumors are removed, life will be peaceful in the future!” Master An laughed.
Chu Li curved his lips.
…
When Mu Yunjin woke up, the sky had already darkened.
She lay flat on the bed, staring blankly at the dark room for a long time before remembering that she had recovered the memories of her previous life. She was Fei Huan, and she was also Mu Yunjin.
After a moment, Mu Yunjin sat up, lit the candles in the room, put on her shoes, and walked out.
Tonight, the stars were brilliant.
Mu Yunjin stepped out of the door and leaned against the wall. Raising her eyes to look at the starry expanse, after gazing for a long time, her vision fell on a pale green star.
Involuntarily, Mu Yunjin narrowed her eyes.
That was Leng Yuan’s celestial sign.
That woman who had caused her to suffer a fate worse than death was still alive…
Could it be that the woman had also been reincarnated?
Who would she be?
With this thought, Mu Yunjin carefully recalled Leng Yuan’s features. After a long while, compared to the people she had encountered in the Great Continent of Canghua, she found that none of their appearances matched Leng Yuan’s.
Involuntarily, Mu Yunjin clenched her fists, not knowing whether Leng Yuan’s appearance differed from her previous life, or if she simply hadn’t yet encountered that woman.
If that woman regained the memories of her previous life, she would likely cause no small amount of trouble.
With this thought, Mu Yunjin bit her lip and looked again at Leng Yuan’s celestial sign, her eyes revealing a hint of sharpness.
When Chu Li reached the doorway, he saw Mu Yunjin gazing deeply at the night sky, her fists tightly clenched, the veins on the back of her hands faintly visible.
“You’re awake,” Chu Li said softly.
Hearing Chu Li’s voice, Mu Yunjin came back to herself. Turning her face, at the moment she looked at Chu Li, the gloom in her heart was swept away. She curved a smile, nodded, and said, “Mm, I’m awake.”
“It’s cold outside. Come in,” Chu Li said, taking her hand and walking back into the room.
Mu Yunjin followed Chu Li into the room and sat down in a rocking chair, swaying back and forth idly, her gaze constantly on Chu Li.
“Chu Li, I’m hungry,” Mu Yunjin said.
“Mm, wait a moment.” Chu Li walked out the door and called for Ding Xian to prepare a meal.
When Chu Li returned to the room, Mu Yunjin stretched out her arms to him again. “Chu Li, hold me.”
Chu Li lifted her, noticing she was particularly clingy and soft today.
Mu Yunjin leaned against Chu Li’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, one after another, and closed her eyes contentedly, her lips curving.
Back then, she had held him, listening to his heartbeat time and again, only to find she could never hear it…
Ding Xian quickly brought the food in. Entering the room and seeing the two people clinging together, he blushed and lightly coughed. “Ahem, Your Highness, Princess, the food is here.”
Chu Li waved at him, indicating for him to leave.
Ding Xian immediately understood and ran off.
After Ding Xian left, Chu Li looked down at the person in his arms. “Do you want this prince to feed you?”
“Yes,” Mu Yunjin smiled in agreement.
In her mind, she recalled a scene from the past—
“Lord God of Death, my hand hurts. Can you feed me?” Fei Huan, covering her swollen left hand, looked pitifully at the black-faced man before her.
Hearing her formal address, the lord immediately refused. “You don’t need your left hand to eat.”
“But, but my right hand also hurts a little. I can’t hold chopsticks. If I don’t eat, I’ll die,” Fei Huan continued in a sweet voice to the lord.
At this, the lord’s face darkened even more. “You’re a god. You won’t die from not eating.”
“No, if I say I’ll die, then I’ll die! I’ve been talking for so long—will you feed me or not? If you don’t feed me, I’ll never speak to you again! Hmph!” Fei Huan pouted, truly angry now.
Despite the lord’s previously firm attitude, when he heard her say she would never speak to him again, his stance immediately softened. He picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of ribs, brought it to her lips, and muttered, “Open your mouth!”
Fei Huan immediately smiled.
…
Now, Mu Yunjin looked at the rib held before her mouth, her lips revealing a smile, but her eyes feeling somewhat sour. At this moment, she just wanted to have a good cry.
Chu Li patiently fed Mu Yunjin one bite at a time, not noticing the change in her emotions.
Much later, only when Mu Yunjin was too full to eat anymore did Chu Li stop feeding her.
At this time, someone knocked on the door again. “Your Highness, the King of South Court has arrived.”
Hearing this, Mu Yunjin and Chu Li exchanged a glance, then both rose and walked outside.
Yun Guangyao sat in the main seat of Master An’s residence, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe. Beside him sat Yun Lianqing, wearing a dark red brocade robe.
When Chu Li and Mu Yunjin entered the main hall, Master An was already seated inside, chatting with Yun Guangyao.
Seeing Chu Li, Yun Guangyao’s expression suddenly became somewhat unnatural. He gave Master An a look.
Master An understood. “The King has something to say to Prince Ning in private. Let’s go out for a walk!”
Then, Master An stood up and gave Mu Yunjin and Yun Lianqing a meaningful look.
Mu Yunjin pouted. If she had known, she wouldn’t have come.
…
Once outside, Mu Yunjin initially wanted to return to her room, but was stopped by Yun Lianqing. “Sister-in-law, wait!”
“What?” Mu Yunjin turned to look at Yun Lianqing.
Yun Lianqing looked at Mu Yunjin and raised his eyebrows. “Where did this flower on your forehead come from? Is it painted on?”
Hearing this, Mu Yunjin touched her forehead and shook her head. “I was born with it.”
“…” Yun Lianqing rolled his eyes.
“What’s with that expression!” Mu Yunjin complained.
“Your performance at the hot pool today truly made me see you in a new light,” Yun Lianqing said, still feeling somewhat admiring when recalling the scene.
That Red Phoenix was truly beautiful!
“Is that so?” Mu Yunjin raised her eyebrows.
Yun Lianqing nodded, then reined in his smile. “But after you left, this Crown Prince sent people to search for the Black-Robed figure’s body in the hot pool. Just now, my people came to report they couldn’t find him…”
“I don’t know if it’s because the hot pool is too big to retrieve his remains, or…” Yun Lianqing didn’t finish his sentence.