Embers of Sword

Chapter 189: Meeting the Saint Queen and Meeting All Living Beings

"Do you think the 'evil look' comes from the blue falcon?"

The candlelight flickered in the library. Chen Jingxuan stood up with his hands behind his back. The Po Lu, which was floating in the ocean of golden thread of fate, slowly sank and landed in front of the young national teacher.

Xie Xuanyi said seriously: "I don't know how many people in the Imperial City want me dead, but he is definitely one of them."

"...That's true. Qing Falcon will definitely find a chance to kill you, but not now."

Chen Jingxuan said: "After the assassination attempt in the Sword Palace failed, he was taken away. The whole thing avoided the library... It is obvious that the person in the palace does not want me to know his whereabouts."

Some time ago, the Jiangning Palace lost a large sum of money.

The impact of this assassination was extremely bad.

This money was considered as "compensation" to Lotus Peak... After it was written off, the truth of the assassination in the Sword Palace was suppressed, and only a very few people in the entire Da Chu Dynasty knew about it.

Chen Jingxuan is certainly one of this very small number.

"The person who took Qing Falcon away was Yuan Jimo."

Chen Jingxuan said slowly: "If you want to know the location of Qing Falcon, I can send Sang Zheng to try to track Yuan Jimo. If he can bring back some clues, perhaps using 'Fate Divination', we can also find out the whereabouts of Qing Falcon."

"There's no need to use the Sky Monitoring Technique for such a small matter."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head, "I'm not worried about Qing Falcon... I just want to find out the reason why I feel 'uneasy'."

The Blue Falcon is already useless.

Xie Xuanyi saw it clearly, Zhao Chunyang's pinch seemed to be nonchalant.

This wisp of sword energy was sent into the body.

This guy's "Holy Fire Body" is simply unable to bear this level of power. Even if he is alive, his life is worse than death. Two months have passed, and Qing Falcon is left with only a barely breathing shell.

A half-step Yin God, or a pseudo Yin God...

In Xie Xuanyi's eyes, it was not a fatal threat.

"Does your heart feel uneasy?"

Chen Jingxuan said: "After some time, Xie should also arrive in the imperial city. This northern expedition is very powerful, and the Jiangning Palace will definitely participate in it..."

"It's not Xie's either."

Xie Xuanyi continued to shake his head and said, "Xie Sheng and Qing Falcon are nothing to be afraid of."

There was a pause.

Xie Xuanyi added seriously: "...The same goes for Wu Zong."

After saying that.

He looked at Chen Jingxuan seriously, waiting for the latter's response.

The library fell into a brief silence.

Chen Jingxuan sighed and said in distress: "Brother Xie, you are making it difficult for me. Although the Sky Monitor can predict the fate in advance, he is not omniscient and omnipotent."

Xie Xuanyi came to visit tonight in order to seek peace of mind.

But it's a pity...

Not every question has a satisfying answer.

"Lin family. Qin family. Fangyuanfang."

The young imperial teacher stretched out his sleeves and fluttered them slightly. Several golden threads fell down, intertwined together, and landed in front of Xie Xuanyi, forming a picture of alliances and coalitions like a chessboard.

This is the force that has emerged today.

then.

"Imperial City Secretary Yuan Jimo, Jiangning Xie family."

This is a danger that has not yet appeared, but is already lurking beneath the waves.

These strands of golden threads intertwined and enveloped the fog only on the periphery, while the fog in the middle gradually condensed under the illumination of the golden threads.

"The Holy Queen."

Xie Xuanyi looked at the golden picture calmly and uttered two words.

"..."

The young imperial teacher silently looked at the still gloomy scene surrounded by golden threads.

"The real uneasiness in my heart comes from the Holy Queen."

Xie Xuanyi smiled softly and said, "Thinking about it carefully, it should be so... The Lin family is an old member of the Northern Territory, and the Qin family is a royal family of Da Chu. Fang Yuanfang can call the shots in the Da Chu Imperial City, and naturally it cannot do without the support of the royal family behind the scenes. The only person who can silently manipulate all this is the Holy Queen."

Coincidentally.

It's also unfortunate.

These golden threads crisscrossed the sky above the library, revealing just a tiny corner of the torrent of fate.

There was a knock on the door.

"Boom. Boom. Boom."

Three consecutive harsh and crisp knocking sounds echoed in the darkness.

Chen Jingxuan frowned and waved his sleeves to dismiss Jin Xian.

He said coldly: "It's late at night, what's the matter, Lord Yuan?"

Outside the library.

There stood a dark figure wearing light armor. After Yuan Jimo knocked on the door, he stood in front of the library politely and said calmly: "Yuan Mou is here to invite someone by order of the Holy Queen."

"Who?"

Chen Jingxuan looked a little ugly.

"Of course it's Xie Zhen, Little Master Xie."

Yuan Jimo's tone was extremely calm.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi smiled and stood up.

At the end, the two looked at each other.

The young imperial teacher stretched out his hand, trying to grab the boy's black sleeve, signaling him not to go forward.

But Xie Xuanyi just shook his head.

He pushed open the wooden door of the library and chuckled, "I am flattered to receive an invitation from the Holy Queen... But I never expected that the Imperial City Department would be so heavily guarded. I just came to the library to drink a cup of tea, but I couldn't hide it from Lord Yuan."

"Under the whole world, is it not the king's land."

Yuan Jimo said calmly: "Little Master Xie, I am just a 'fly pupil' among the countless people in this imperial city."

"Please lead the way."

Xie Xuanyi said no more.

……

There are no carriages.

Yuan Jimo came on horseback, wearing black armor and emitting a faint hot breath.

This aura...Xie Xuanyi is very familiar with it.

He had just fought with Qing Falcon during the assassination attempt at the Sword Palace not long ago. When the "Fire Devouring" of the Innate Fire Saint Body was activated, there was a lot of noise, and the fire energy would gush out. "Master Yuan just came back from outside the city?"

Xie Xuanyi sat on the horse and spoke with a smile.

some years ago.

Yuan Jimo was just an unknown person hidden in the darkness of the Imperial City Department. If nothing unexpected happened, he would at most become one of the four special envoys. This person had a chance encounter in recent years and was promoted very quickly, even surpassing Jiang Qihu. It should be noted that he did not have the support of such a huge force as the Jiang Family and the Book House to achieve such a position.

The so-called adventure only happened to one person - the Holy Queen.

"I just went to visit an old friend."

Yuan Jimo sighed and said, "My old friend was unlucky and accidentally got seriously injured...Now he is bedridden and can't take care of himself."

"It sounds pretty bleak."

Xie Xuanyi asked sincerely, "He can't even take care of himself anymore. He was too careless to get such a serious injury. I wonder if Mr. Yuan's old friend mustered up the courage to cut off his arm, only to find that his injury didn't get better, but got worse instead?"

"..."

Yuan Jimo's face darkened.

"Sometimes, you can't be too kind to yourself... You have to cut what needs to be cut, and you also have to cut what shouldn't be cut."

Xie Xuanyi sighed and said, "If I were Lord Yuan, I would give this friend a quick death. Sometimes, living on in vain actually doesn't have much meaning."

"Little Master Xie, this is not quite what I imagined."

Yuan Jimo said quietly, "Just now, this old friend of mine... said that he would do everything he could to survive."

"Master Yuan, you are indeed a ruthless character in the imperial city who can stop a child from crying at night just by telling him your name."

Xie Xuanyi smiled and said, "Be cruel to your enemies, and even crueler to your friends. Give him a glimmer of hope, let him fight to survive... What's the difference in the final outcome? He still dies in pain."

Yuan Jimo fell silent.

From then on, they were separated by silence all the way until they reached the entrance of the palace.

Ten years ago, Xie Xuanyi often visited the palace. He and Emperor Chu were "friends regardless of age difference". After he won the championship in swordsmanship, Emperor Chu personally gave him many generous gifts and instructed the Imperial City Bureau not to stop Xie Xuanyi from entering the palace... Every time he entered the palace, he only needed to report.

In those days, after nightfall, the palace would be hung with lanterns and decorated with colorful lights, making it very lively.

Today, there is still a light layer of snow on the courtyard wall.

After nightfall, only mottled starlight was scattered, the whole city was silent, the palace was dead silent, and the cold wind blew, bringing a slight chill.

"Yuan will not see you off on the rest of the way."

Yuan Jimo said coldly: "Little Master Xie, take care of yourself... I'll wait for you here."

The road ahead is dark.

But there were maids on both sides responding, so Xie Xuanyi turned over and dismounted, walking silently on this familiar old road.

That was how he was invited to come to the palace to admire the flowers of the "Yueyin Realm".

Broken memories.

At this moment, some of them emerge sporadically.

He walked through the long night of the Da Chu Palace. In a trance, it seemed as if the dim lights around him were rekindled, and the fragmented and dark memories were also ignited along with them...

This moment is the same as that moment.

There was a thud.

Xie Xuanyi stepped into the hall. The lights were flickering, and the dim light made his shadow very long.

Look back.

Before I knew it, I had come a long way.

That's ten years away.

"Thank you..."

A vague voice sounded in my ears.

Xie Xuanyi came back to his senses, stopped, and stood in the center of the dim hall. The swaying lights in all directions seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. The arch of the hall was like an abyss, swallowing up all light sources, including the little light reflected by the candlelight.

Xie Xuanyi stood in the dim light and fire, trying hard to see the figure behind the jade screen.

In the Jiazi Battle, Da Chu won a tragic victory.

The Holy Queen supported the young Emperor Chu and ascended the throne.

since then.

Very few people could meet the "Supreme One" of the Great Chu Dynasty.

Some people said that the Empress Dowager had aged beyond recognition, with her hair falling out and half of her body almost buried in the ground. Because she was too old, she did not need to show her true face to anyone.

Some people also said that the Holy Empress had the secret to maintain her youthful appearance, and that she looked like a young girl of 28. It was not in keeping with her dignity for her to meet people with such an appearance, so she retreated behind the Jade Screen.

There are different opinions.

But those who have actually seen the Holy Queen refuse to talk about her appearance.

Even Zhao Chunyang is no exception.

Xie Xuanyi took a deep breath and said, "Xie Zhen... greets the Holy Queen."

He bowed slowly.

Raise your head again.

There was a slight tremor in the hall, and the figure sitting behind the jade screen slowly stood up. In an instant, an invisible pressure enveloped it.

All the light from the candles that were swallowed up gathered on the swaying figure.

The vault of the basilica was shaking.

The darkness gathered like a deep pool and changed dramatically.

The shadow was like a mountain, like the sea, like a dragon, and like a snake.

In the end, this shadow overwhelmed Xie Zhen and the entire hall.

Xie Xuanyi's eyes fell into darkness.

It was hard to believe that the Holy Queen had simply stood up.

Then all the lights in the entire hall fell into darkness.

just now.

Xie Xuanyi finally understood why the palace was so dark.

All because of the Holy Queen.

The "light" of the entire palace was absorbed by one person.