boyutpedia Chapter 1976, Inside the Eight Cliffs
Chapter 1976, Inside the Eight Cliffs
At this hour, the court session would have already ended.
"The prince said that after court he should accompany His Majesty and several officials to discuss state affairs, and he may not be able to return at noon. He asked me to stay here and watch over the princess."
As Qingyin spoke, she handed over a folded letter.
"what is this?"
Lu Zhaoling took it blankly.
Qingyin smiled slightly and said, "This is a letter the prince wrote to you."
Lu Zhaoling was speechless.
"Didn't he go to court? Didn't I already give you instructions? Why are you still writing letters?"
Qingyin couldn't help but laugh again.
"Your Highness will know once you take a look."
That must mean that the prince has something he doesn't want them to convey, so he writes it down for the princess to read herself.
Lu Zhaoling opened the letter.
This is Zhou Shiyue's apology letter.
His regret was that he should have stayed with her, waited for her to wake up, and let her accumulate more merit, but he had to go to court early.
He further explained that it was because the new emperor had ascended the throne, and the current period was quite troublesome and sensitive. There were too many things that Zhou Ze might not be able to handle alone, so as the emperor's uncle, he had to help him get through this period.
He also said he could come back in the afternoon and take a nap with her.
Lu Zhaoling chuckled as she watched, then her face flushed slightly.
He came back to keep her company during her afternoon nap? Those who know him understand that he meant to come back and accumulate good karma for her, so that she would recover faster. Those who don't know him might think that she is a woman with insatiable desires, or a clingy little wife.
It's as if she can't be without him for even a moment.
If anyone sees this letter in the future, they'll be so jealous they'll gnash their teeth.
"What kind of letter is it?"
Lu Zhaoling muttered that she wanted to tear up the letter, but as soon as she made that move, she changed her mind.
"Qingyin, sew me a palm-sized, multi-layered cloth cover, like a book."
She wanted to save all these letters so that Zhou Shiyue could read them when she was old.
Let's see if it will make Zhou Shiyue's wrinkles disappear from her skin.
"Yes." Qingyin looked at the letter in her hand and understood the purpose of what she wanted.
She'll have to sew several more layers, since the prince will likely write quite a few letters in the future.
“Your Highness, the Prince also said,” Qingyin remembered, “that after you wake up, you should tell him how much better you feel. Qinglin is waiting outside.”
“I feel much better,” Lu Zhaoling stood up, raised her arms, twisted her waist, turned her upper body, and turned her head. “Look, my body is light and agile.”
She asked, "What is Qinglin doing waiting outside? Is something wrong?"
"No, the prince said that Qinglin received the princess's message and should go to the palace to tell the prince in time so that the prince can rest assured."
"Of course, if the Princess Consort is willing, she can write a letter herself and have Qinglin send it to the palace."
Lu Zhaoling: "......"
There's so much going on.
"Pen, ink, paper, and inkstone".
"Yes."
After quickly writing a line and having Qinglin send it to the palace, Lu Zhaoling couldn't help but despise herself: she said she was unwilling, but her body was very honest!
After she finished washing up and getting ready, she left the yard, and Qingbao came over.
"Your Highness, Sect Leader Yin and the others have arrived."
"My master has arrived?"
"Miss Rong also brought breakfast."
Lu Zhaoling's eyes lit up.
Second Sister must have brought over her favorite red date cake, and also her favorite soy milk.
In the past, when she was injured, she would want to eat this kind of breakfast as soon as she woke up.
The Prince of Jin's residence certainly didn't prepare these things.
She immediately hurried to the front hall.
When Yin Changxing and the others saw her enter so cheerfully, their reactions were all similar.
They immediately shouted, "Slow down!"
"Senior Sister, don't run away!"
"Little Ling'er, slow down, slow down."
Lu Zhaoling felt a warmth in her heart.
Master and the others are the same as before.
"It's just a little backlash, look how nervous you all are."
Lu Zhaoling chuckled, her gaze already fixed on the food tray next to Rong Jingjing.
Rong Jingjing noticed her gaze and laughed.
"Senior Sister, did you guess I brought you breakfast?"
"Of course, my second junior sister is such a considerate and kind girl."
As expected, Rong Jingjing brought red date cake and soy milk.
“I knew it, a noble royal palace like yours wouldn’t have these things.” Rong Jingjing watched Lu Zhaoling eat.
These taste just like they used to, or even better.
Lu Zhaoling thought that the food and water might be better.
"Didn't you bring Qian Dingxing with you?" Lu Zhaoling asked while eating.
Because she didn't see Qian Dingxing.
"We have to come and see if you're alright before deciding whether to bring him along or not," Yin Changxing said.
"Master, I'm really healed."
Lu Zhaoling said apologetically, "Did I scare you yesterday?"
When she asked that question, she was met with the "what do you think?" expressions on their faces.
Yin Changxing's eyes were slightly red.
Lu Zhaoling could tell that her master hadn't slept last night either; he must have been up all night.
She felt a little guilty. Her master had been worried about her ever since the incident at the First Mystic Sect, but she seemed to still be making him anxious.
She really needs to protect herself from now on.
"Master, is there any news from Junior Brother?" Lu Zhaoling changed the subject.
Yin Changxing shook his head.
"So, the old man hasn't woken up yet."
The old man naturally refers to Yama, the King of Hell.
"It shouldn't be that easy for him to wake up."
At this moment, Rong Jingjing spoke up, "Uncle Gu did tell me something yesterday."
"What is it?" Lu Zhaoling asked.
"As you all know, Uncle Gu has been investigating the First Mystic Sect. He travels everywhere, and he goes wherever he hears of strange or unusual things happening."
Lu Zhaoling and the others were aware of this as well.
Gu Sanliang was Lü Song's master, but he didn't teach Lü Song much because he was always traveling all over the country to inquire about and search for things related to the First Mystic Sect.
“Haven’t he been taking care of those masters these past few days? He said that those masters had mentioned a place in casual conversation before. He didn’t pay much attention to it at first, but Qian Dingxing mentioned that place again after he went there yesterday.”
"Where?"
"Nan Shao Bafang Cliff."
"Nanzhao?"
Lu Zhaoling was taken aback, because it was Nanzhao again.
“Nanzhao Bafang Cliff?” Weng Songzhi paused for a moment, seemingly lost in thought.
"Uncle-Master, have you heard of this place?" Lu Zhaoling asked, looking at him.
Weng Songzhi nodded, "I think I've heard it before, but I can't remember where I heard it right now."
Rong Jingjing said, "Qian Dingxing mentioned this place. He said that when he went to Yunbei, he heard some disciples from aristocratic families mention it, saying that those mysterious people came from Nanzhao Bafang Cliff."
Those people from Yunbei...
“Didn’t Qian Dingxing say he picked up the black umbrella in Yunbei?” Rong Jingjing said. “So I was wondering if the black umbrella was brought to Yunbei from Bafang Cliff by those people?”