Witch, my Yuan Yang body has been cured again

"I suddenly remembered the old saying 'Fools have good fortunes', which is indeed true."

"Hmph~ Why do I smell something sour? It's useless for you to be jealous, mother!"

"..."

As her mind flashed, the matter of the wardrobe came to Princess Yu's mind again.

Jinse was in the closet, and her mother was pressed against the closet.

Whenever I thought of this before, I felt angry and ashamed, and I just wanted to forget this memory as soon as possible. But now the feeling is a little different. My body is inexplicably hot, and I feel regretful... I am even a little anxious because of the fading of my tactile memory.

"Jinse, don't go over there these days. Many eyes are watching Prince Rong. Be careful not to get into trouble and cause him trouble!"

"If you don't want to go, then don't go. Why are you speaking so harshly..."

......

......

September 9th is the Double Ninth Festival.

Medical clinic.

Chu Bu She was still busy with his work and his hands were tired from painting.

The amount of silver given away was nearly five thousand five hundred taels, but he did not feel bad about it. After all, it was not his money, and Chu Bu She had low material desires.

Because of his absurd behavior in recent days, there has been more discussion about the past of the Western Expedition in various places in the capital, which is something Chu Bushe is happy to see.

The willow charcoal pencil was put down, and two more paintings were completed.

The two men who came with the talismans couldn't wait to step forward to receive the money.

But Chu Bu She only gave fifty taels to one of them and ignored the other one.

"Your Highness Prince Rong, this badge of mine is not a forgery. It is my father's badge. I am also a native of Chuliang!"

A man in his forties argues according to etiquette.

Chu Buye drank a sip of tea and asked calmly:

"You said you were from Chuliang and your father was a soldier in the Western Expedition, but why don't you speak with a Chuliang accent?"

Chu Bu She was too lazy to investigate those who used the excuse of being distant relatives. You even pretended to be the son of a soldier who was on the Western Expedition, so Chu Bu She would naturally expose your true identity.

"..."

The middle-aged man was suddenly speechless. His self-righteousness disappeared in an instant. He swallowed awkwardly and stood there in a daze.

"Since you brought the talisman with you, I won't kill you. Go away."

Chu Bu She took the talisman and naturally did not hand over the painting to the other party.

These few days, he discovered something very strange: someone actually bought the paintings he drew!

Moreover, the price he offered was not low, which made the poor scholars in the capital who made a living by selling paintings complain a lot, but they could not get angry with him.

Now Chu Bu She never sends his paintings as gifts. He just keeps them for himself after finishing them.

After the two men left, Chu Bushe stretched and looked at the woman standing at the door.

"Miss Si, I think I didn't misunderstand your accent this time. Thank you for teaching me how to recognize Chuliang's accent a few days ago."

The woman at the door was Si Qingyun.

There was an expressionless indifference in his delicate facial features, as if he was a jade-faced doll carved out of fine jade, without a single emotion of his own.

Today is the day the two had agreed upon. Si Qingyun is here to take Chu Bushe to the mass grave to pay homage to the returning team.

"..."

Si Qingyun was silent for a while. She didn't expect Chu Bushe to talk about this.

"It doesn't make sense if you didn't make a mistake. None of the people Prince Rong has met these days are from Chu Liang. Your Highness should be able to see that."

“I can see that.”

"Then why do you still do stupid things?"

"This may seem stupid to outsiders, but I have been in the Great Zhou for more than half a year, and this is the only intelligence about the Western Expedition Army that I can access. It's just that I paid a fortune to buy the intelligence."

Chu Bushe turned his head and looked at the large sack next to the medicine cabinet.

Si Qingyun followed his gaze and saw the talismans he had acquired in the past few days.

Then, Chu Bu She grabbed her hand again. There were many shallow scars on the back of her hand. Her skin was soft, but her palm was covered with hard calluses.

He placed a painting in Si Qingyun's hand.

"This is a portrait of Uncle Si Guangzhen. You may not like him very much, but it happens to be the Double Ninth Festival, so burn it for your aunt."

Chu Bu She told Bai She not to accompany him, and immediately walked out of the clinic, preparing to leave the city.

When he turned around, he found Si Qingyun still standing in the clinic, looking down at the portrait in his hand, in a daze.

"Miss Si, aren't you leaving, or do you have something else to say?"

Si Qingyun came back to her senses, and grasped the painting with her slender jade-like hands, her brows trembling slightly.

The warden girl walked out of the clinic slowly, and the red bell on her sleeve rang softly.

"...Let's go now."

Chapter (Supplement) 41 Si Qingyun: Liar!

(Repost after deletion?﹏?)

This year is the second Double Ninth Festival since Emperor Wenyuan ascended the throne.

In the past, the capital city was like a whirlpool. The moment you walked out of the city gate, all the prosperity, bustle and disputes disappeared.

Instead, there is loneliness, desolation and a lack of human habitation.

But during the Double Ninth Festival, there was a rare bustle outside the city, and people went out into the countryside to pay homage to their ancestors and miss their relatives and friends.

Chu Bushe and Si Qingyun rode in the same carriage, gradually moving away from the capital, until they could hardly see even the people who were paying homage to their ancestors.

Si Qingyun drove the carriage into a wasteland and forest.

The trees in the forest were bleak and the leaves were dead. Crows in groups of three or two were looking at strangers on the branches, and their cries were somewhat creepy.

The carriage stopped and Si Qingyun, who had been acting as the coachman all the way, got into the carriage. She took out a pink pill from the bell on her sleeve.

"The mass grave is a mass burial ground, full of miasma, and requires an antidote."

The woman with a cold and cruel expression said this, placing the pill on her silver teeth, biting it in half, taking one half herself and handing the other half to Chu Bushe.

This is to show that if the medicine is poisonous, both people will be poisoned together.

Chu Bushe had no doubts, so he took the pill the woman gave him, but he also took out a thumb-sized pill and bit it in half.

"If you split this kind of medicine in half, wouldn't the medicinal effect be halved? I have one too, which is specially used to protect against the miasma and poisonous fog in the wilderness."

After Si Qingyun took it, she led the way out of the car and led Chu Bushe into the mass grave.

There was white smoke floating all around, visibility was no more than five meters, and nameless white bones could be seen everywhere.

"Is this really the location of the graves of the returning team?"

Chu Bushe followed the warden, crushing her weathered bones from time to time.

Si Qingyun was like an emotionless puppet, ignoring all the crushed bones and walking straight ahead. She said:

“I won’t lie to you about this. After the King of Dai and the King of Gao deceived some of the returning soldiers, the remaining people discovered the situation and went to the capital to file a complaint with the Empress Tianwu.

However, the King of Dai discovered this and intercepted and killed the returning soldiers before they arrived in the capital, and dumped their bodies here..."

Chu Buye looked at Si Qingyun's bell and said:

"What happened next was that Empress Tianwu discovered this and took the opportunity to criticize King Dai and King Gao... Could it be that something was on your mind? The bell was ringing the whole way."

Si Qingyun hesitated for a moment, but after Chu Bushe reminded her, she realized that the bell had been ringing all the way.

I am so shaken...?

She simply replied, "Yes, I'm here."

In front of him stood a stone tablet. This stone tablet was taken from a larger rock and was cut with a sharp tool, and then placed here as a blank stone tablet.

It did not specify who was involved, nor did it mention that this was the grave of the returning Western Expedition Army.

But compared with the other white bones, having a stone tablet is already a great treatment.

Near the stone tablet, there was a little bit of withered and old white paper, which was left over from the past.

Someone came here to celebrate the homecoming team!

After staying for a long time, Si Qingyun led the way away.

Her expression didn't change much, but her face, as white as jade, was stained with a strange blush, and beads of sweat oozed from her neck, like wet mist in the early morning.

At this time, Chu Bushe also found that his steps became heavy, his body became hot, his blood surged, and he was full of energy.

"You shouldn't have come to Da Zhou, I'm sorry!"

Si Qingyun suddenly turned around and stared at Chu Bushe with a cold light in her eyes. The dagger hanging on her waist appeared in her hand at some point.

At a distance of several meters, she seemed to have swung in vain, but the dagger actually flew out, connected to a solid chain whip.

Chu Bushe subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the hidden weapon, but he did not expect that the dagger could turn into a whip, and his hands were tied directly.

The moment the chain whip touched him, a murderous aura penetrated his bones.

Chu Bushe's body was very strong, but for a moment he couldn't even pull the chain whip.

Si Qingyun tightened the chain whip again, walked towards the man with her slender legs, and said:

"Don't bother struggling. This is the third most vicious weapon on the list, 'White Tiger Chant'. The tiger's evil spirit calms the soul. Once you are locked up, don't even think about breaking free."

Chu Bu She did not show any anger. He looked down at the bulge under his belt and smiled.

"What's going on? You're going to take action and feed me Tsubaki medicine in advance?"

"Because I have to destroy your magical power to complete the task. I will not kill you. Afterwards, I will let your female guard take you back to the Western Regions and leave the Great Zhou completely."

Si Qingyun pulled the man into the carriage...

Chu Bushe glared and asked angrily: "Destroying my Yuan Yang body and wasting my power is no different from killing me!"

Si Qingyun has always been a man of few words, and she could kill people without changing her expression, but at this moment, she bit her lips and said reluctantly:

"...I'm sorry, but at least you can leave Da Zhou alive."

Everything Si Qingyun had said to Chu Bushe before was true, including what happened between her and her mother. Only the truth could convince him.

However, she also concealed the information that she was captured and trained as a death warrior since she was a child, and now obeys the orders of the Second Prince.

She did have some resentment towards the Western Expedition Army in her heart. They were a bunch of cowards who abandoned their wives and daughters and didn't care about the lives of their families!

Even if you lose the battle outside, can't you go back to Da Zhou to regroup and see your family?

When all the families of the Western Expedition Army in Chuliangzhou were suppressed and bullied by the new king, where were the Western Expedition Army?

Where is the pillar of the family?

later,

Si Qingyun has been exposed to more information and knows that many things cannot be blamed on the Western Expedition Army. If they return to the Great Zhou, they will end up being suppressed and strangled as rebels.

no point.

But deep down in her heart, she still had resentment, especially the resentment when her mother was dying, when she burst into tears because of missing her!

After meeting Chu Bu She these past few days and getting to know the young master of the Western Expedition Army, Si Qingyun felt relieved a little...

From the temperament and demeanor displayed by Chu Bushe, she seemed to see the heroic spirit and bravery of the former army of iron cavalry.

How can an army that can conquer Liaoyuzhou be a coward?

If they had no sense of responsibility towards their families, how could they raise someone as loyal and righteous as Chu Bu She?

The reason why my mother was still so attached to that man before she died was probably not because she was blind, but because the world is unpredictable.

"I'm sorry!"

Si Qingyun gritted her teeth and her fair cheeks suddenly showed a look of pain.