boyutpedia Chapter 2002 Gentle Power
Chapter 2002 Gentle Power
Fan Wuyou lay on the ground.
Scenes from her past life flashed before her eyes.
At this moment, she seemed to be looking at Lu Zhaoling, or perhaps using the calmness and spiritual power on Lu Zhaoling's face to look back on her past life.
Tears silently slid down Fan Wuyou's cheeks and dripped into her temples.
Qingyin and Qingbao both saw it.
The two maids exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat puzzled.
What's wrong? You've stopped struggling, your body is calm, not even trembling. You're clearly no longer in pain, right? If you're not in pain, why are you crying?
Looking at Fan Wuyou like this, they couldn't bring themselves to dislike her for a moment.
But the princess ordered them to hold Fan Wuyou down, and even though they felt sorry for her, they didn't loosen their grip at all and held her down tightly, even though she had stopped struggling at this point.
Lu Zhaoling paused, and countless images suddenly flashed before her eyes, flowing like water.
Fu Cheng flashed on Fan Wuyou's forehead and then entered her body.
Lu Zhaoling also stood up. She looked at the golden tassel pen in her hand and thought about the feeling of being supported and guided during the process of drawing the talisman.
She drew this talisman very slowly, but she knew that its power was the strongest of all the talismans she had ever drawn.
That power was both gentle and strong.
She was envious. Yes, envious. Envious of having that kind of power.
"A-Ling," Zhou Shiyue called out to her.
Lu Zhaoling snapped out of her daze, turned to look at him, and met his somewhat worried gaze.
Zhou Shiyue seemed to breathe a slight sigh of relief.
He had just noticed that Lu Zhaoling's process of drawing the talisman this time was somewhat unusual.
She must have encountered something. But no one else knows. And we don't want to interrupt her while she's drawing the talisman.
The way she looks at Lu Zhaoling now is still the same as before, not like she's been touched by something and remembered something. She's still herself.
Zhou Shiyue was truly relieved.
He felt that at this moment, nothing Lu Zhaoling was thinking about would necessarily be good. Just like when he thought about something from the Great Jin Dynasty, his mood was now more complicated and heavier than before.
Lu Zhaoling's first life was in the First Xuanmen. Sect Master Yin said that she died tragically in that life, so Zhou Shiyue didn't want her to remember it now.
"What happened?" he asked in a low voice.
Lu Zhaoling had already stepped back to his side when he asked her a question. She leaned slightly on his shoulder, and Zhou Shiyue's hand immediately wrapped around her waist.
“Her soul has already merged with the ink used to draw the talisman,” Lu Zhaoling explained to him. “So she already has some talismanic power in her body, which can indeed protect her soul. And that talisman is very powerful, with a gentle yet strong force. I can’t say for sure, but when I was drawing the talisman just now, I was able to be guided and drew the best talisman ever.”
As soon as Lu Zhaoling finished speaking, Zhou Shiyue understood what she meant.
She hadn't said it aloud, but it was a possibility she was already guessing.
"Fan Wuyou said that the talisman came from Yunbei, so are you guessing that your father-in-law drew that talisman?"
Lu Zhaoling glanced at him in surprise.
Is he a mind reader? How could he guess so clearly? That's exactly what she thought.
"If that really was a talisman drawn by my father, then I have a general idea of what kind of person he might be."
Lu Zhaoling then looked at Zhou Shiyue, "I think he must be a very gentle person."
Zhou Shiyue nodded. "I think so too."
He nodded and agreed with everything Lu Zhaoling said.
When Lu Zhaoling was supported by that power just now, she felt a sour feeling in her heart.
It was as if she had thought that she should have had a good father who doted on and protected her, but for some reason, she had never seen her father in several lifetimes.
At that moment, she really wanted to see him.
"princess."
Qingyin and Qingbao spoke at the same time, drawing their attention back to them.
Lu Zhaoling saw Fan Wuyou trying to sit up, but Qingyin and Qingbao held her down, so she couldn't get up at all.
"Help her up," Lu Zhaoling said.
"Yes."
Qingyin and Qingbao helped Fan Wuyou up.
Fan Wuyou was helped up, and after she stood up, she pushed away their hands. She tried her best to stand up straight, not wanting to appear disheveled.
She glanced around first, then looked at them.
At that moment, Lu Zhaoling noticed that her eyes and demeanor were slightly different from before.
In that instant, she felt that Fan Wuyou must have remembered things from his previous life.
She had been living inside the painting, but she didn't quite know how she died. Now she must have remembered.
Unlike Qian Dingxing, who faked her death, drank Meng Po soup, and was then led back to the mortal world, exceeding the bounds of fate.
Fan Wuyou is really dead.
Lu Zhaoling had noticed this while drawing the talisman. Although the talisman on her body could protect her soul and calm her spirit, it would also suppress a trace of her former soul.
In other words, her memories from her lifetime were also suppressed.
Just now, when she added the talisman, the suppression of that talisman loosened.
However, Lu Zhaoling wasn't quite sure just now, but now that she sees Fan Wuyou is a bit different, she's certain of it.
Fan Wuyou's suppressed soul was released, so she must have remembered a lot.
Sure enough, Fan Wuyou's gaze fell on her face. His tone was somewhat aloof, but his attitude was still proper. He bowed to her and thanked her.
"Thank you for saving me, Your Highness."
Lu Zhaoling found the way she bowed rather strange, as it was not the usual etiquette for women in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Before she could respond, Fan Wuyou's gaze fell on Zhou Shiyue's face.
She froze, staring at his face, her expression somewhat bewildered.
Soon, they were filled with both surprise and doubt.
"you......"
She spoke, but the title carried a heavy weight, and she couldn't just utter it casually.
Lu Zhaoling looked at her, then at Zhou Shiyue.
Zhou Shiyue hugged her waist tightly.
"Have you decided what to do with her?" He ignored Fan Wuyou and instead asked Lu Zhaoling.
"Dispose of?" Lu Zhaoling was taken aback.
In fact, although Fan Wuyou did lead people to the mass grave, as she herself argued before, she did not actually kill anyone.
It didn't seem quite appropriate for her to handle this. But since she was a ghost, Lu Zhaoling considered sending her directly to the Netherworld and letting her junior brother deal with her.
But Fan Wuyou is somewhat special. If she returns to the painting, it's as if she has her own place to live, and she's no longer a wandering ghost.
This is also why Fan Wuyou has been trying to find the owner of the painting.
Although the painting served as her dwelling place, the painting itself couldn't always be hanging outside, could it?