A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 504 Uncle's Embroidered Handkerchief

Yuan Wuyou: "..."

She watched Li Mingjian take out the crystal ball containing his natal Gu from his sleeve and put it into the brocade bag. He was still sitting firmly on the stool, showing no intention of leaving, so she had to sit back as well.

Afterwards, Li Mingjian said that Cang Baishu was not a living person, and his Taoism was unfathomable, so he asked Yuan Wuyou to be careful with him. He also wished Yuan Wuyou to proclaim the will of heaven and let Xuannv take the throne.

Yuan Wuyou was at a loss whether to laugh or cry after hearing this. She wondered if all those who believed in gods and worshipped ghosts spoke in such a strange way. But she did not dare to refute and just nodded in agreement.

Seeing that his sister was well-behaved, Li Ming suddenly thought of someone and said in an inexplicable tone:

"The White-Bone Emperor of Zhou State likes you very much."

Yuan Wuyou was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking about Yuwen Huaibi.

"Bones? Why do you describe him like that?"

"He looks like he won't live for many days, but he's actually pretty tough. He's different from those skeleton beauties. He looks like he'll have a long life."

Wow... Calling Gao Changgong "the dry bones in the tomb" and "the skeleton beauty", and calling Yuwen Huaibi "the skeleton emperor". Li Mingjian is really good at coming up with nicknames, but they sound a bit creepy.

So Yuan Wuyou said with a serious face:

"Don't talk nonsense. You have to avoid prophecy. I hope they live a long life and become old monsters."

Li Mingjian said with a sigh, "You really know how to win people's hearts and the ways of the world. You can't even say a bad word? But it's not that I don't understand power politics, I'm just not good at it. I don't like winning people's hearts. I don't like to get along with people."

The girl opposite took it as a compliment and said with a smile:

"If you are willing to come back, we in Huaxu, Chang'an, and Fenglingdu will do our best to be friendly to you."

"Tsk, Your Highness Prince Fengling...are you already showing off your courtesy as a host?"

When he mentioned "King Fengling", Yuan Wuyou remembered something.

"By the way, are you going to take your mirror with you?"

"Of course I'll take it away."

"Can anyone who knows witchcraft open a mirror dream?"

"That's not the case. It requires someone who understands Huaxu's mental method."

"I thought only you who know witchcraft can control dreams. Hey? What is Huaxu Heart Method? Is it a sect or a school?"

"Neither. It's just a doctrine, or a sect. It originated from the various schools of thought during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It was transformed into a physical entity. It is said that it was passed down by the female leader Huaxu during the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China. The central idea is the Huaxu Dream. Just like the origin of the name of the "Shuangxu Mirror", people who can control dreams are also divided into the Guixu School and the Kunlun School."

"Guixu? I think I've seen assassins from Guixu!" Yuan Wuyou suddenly remembered the Guixu assassin named Yuchi that he had seen in Wuyinguan Inn. "They look so fierce and only know how to fight and kill. They don't look like they can control dreams, do they?"

The young man in black in front of him shook his head and said:
"I don't know what the Guixu assassin is. I only heard that Kunlun is the origin of all living things, and Guixu is the end of all things. So Huaxu was born in Kunlun and died in Guixu. Kunlun advocates peace, the people's hearts and minds, and dreams. Guixu advocates war, military books and strategies, martial arts and health..."

Although Yuan Wuyou didn't understand these weird words, she nodded respectfully.

"Then you must guard this dream-controlling skill well. The drunken life and dream of death in this double-ruin mirror will be enough for you to live on for the rest of your life."

Speaking of dreams, Li Mingjian suddenly took out a book from his sleeve pocket and said vaguely: "This... is back to you."

When Yuan Wuyou took the book, he saw the big words "Xuan Nu Jing" on the cover. And the cover was actually curled.

She smiled knowingly, raised her eyebrows and looked at the boy in front of her, and said mischievously: "The pages of this book are all curled up, it seems that you have flipped through it a lot? Then... have you tried it?" Li Ming heard this and said angrily: "Nonsense! Don't offend your brother! That's... wet by water..."

"Oh? What water? I'm just concerned about my brother's health."

The young man bit his back teeth and said in a difficult tone: "I have a forbidden poisonous insect in my body, to put it bluntly, it means... impotence. And I have cultivated a pure yang body, so these things can't shake me at all. You are not allowed to talk to me about this anymore."

Although his tone was cold and angry, Yuan Wuyou could still see the unusual blush on his cheeks from his gloomy face. Li Ming saw that the angry face finally became a little more lively and no longer looked so gloomy and cold like a jade Buddha.

She couldn't help but lean over and take a closer look at him:
"Hey, brother, why are you blushing? Are you shy? What haven't you talked to me about?"

Li Mingjian resisted the urge to slap her face and explained patiently, "Even if I was a little offended in the past... that was before the blood test. I have never experienced that, so I am just asking for your advice."

She asked curiously, "You've really never experienced it? Why do I feel that your reaction in the dream is quite real? If you are not my blood relative, you might be another Gao Yanzong."

Li Ming saw this and immediately slammed the table in anger, "Of course not! That's all just wishful thinking! Besides... I have a forbidden Gu on me, so I won't be moved."

"You're tough, but not as tough as in my dream."

"No nonsense!"

The younger sister, who was sitting across the table, suddenly smiled playfully, "Are you angry? Did I get it right? Could it be that brother can't bear to leave me?"

“…I’m leaving now!”

Li Ming was in a panic and when he stood up, his hand hanging by his side was grabbed by her!
Immediately, the young man grabbed her wrist in fear and glared at her.
"Have you had enough of this? I thought Southern Xinjiang was already unethical enough, but how come you are even more daring than me?"

She sighed and turned her face back to sincerity:
"Li Mingjian, I've heard about the moon festivals in Miaojiang, including the life you, the Holy Son, lead. I'm sorry for the offense I just gave. I just wanted to test whether your nature has been polluted. It seems that you are not suitable to stay in Southern Xinjiang with your personality. Come back with your uncle as soon as possible. We, the Yuan family and Huaxu, will raise you two."

The young man in black standing in front of the table was stunned. He leaned sideways, revealing his thin shoulders and waist, and his body was slender and upright. At this moment, his eyes dimmed, and his already depressed profile looked even more lonely and sad.

"If you really want to acknowledge your relationship with me, please don't offend your brother again." As he said this, Li Mingjian Mo Mo took out an embroidered handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her.

Looking at the embroidered handkerchief in his hand, Yuan Wuyou looked at him in surprise, "What is this? Did you embroider it?"

"What your uncle embroidered is... the poem your mother wrote to my father before she left."

Yuan Wuyou unfolded it and saw the following words embroidered on it in small calligraphy with a hairpin: In the darkness, only the dawn is seen; the geese southwards return to the north to pay homage to the phoenix.

She was secretly surprised. "This was written by... my mother? She is quite talented. How could a blood letter be written like that?"

Li Mingjian asked in confusion, "What blood letter?"

She waved her hands and said, "That's not important. It's my mother's will written in blood. It was originally in Zheng's house, but now it's been stolen by bandits. I'll show it to you when I get it back." After saying that, she was still fiddling with the embroidered handkerchief.

"Li Mingjian, your name is on it."

"Not only that, Yan Hui is my father's name."

Yuan Wuyou sincerely praised: "What a good name! Mingjian is also nice, you Longxi Li family must be good at naming."

Li Ming saw that his eyelashes drooped, and his eyes were lonely.

"Compared to Mingjian, I prefer to be called Jieyou. Although I don't like to be someone's Jieyou, I don't like to be called Zhaomei even more."

Listening to him speaking of the injustice in a calm and cold tone, Yuan Wuyou couldn't help but feel pity and comforted him:

"What do you mean by calling for a sister? It was you who called out "Light can be seen in the darkness", and I called out "The light is coming". You didn't call me, but I came for you. Just like the Ten Thousand Mountains where even butterflies can't fly out, but you came out. You are not a delicate butterfly, you are the eagle of the Northern Dynasty, a member of the royal family."