After the indigenous heroine was reborn, she went crazy and reorganized the plot line

Chapter 182 Waiting

I went to Zhonghonglou for tea yesterday, intending to find out more about Ziyu.

But that person seemed to have no guard, and what he said was flawless, so there was no way to find out any information about him.

In addition, the Emperor of Zhongzhou postponed the time of meeting her again, and Rong Su had a bad feeling.

She has developed the habit of making poisons or medicines whenever she has free time.

After selecting the herbs in the pharmacy, Rong Su walked out carrying the medicine bag that the boss had prepared for her.

As soon as I reached the door, a vigorous momentum that was almost roaring poured down, carrying every drop of rain with the active power of summer, hitting the long-dry earth fiercely.

Layers of rough dust began to linger with the drizzle, and the fragrance mixed with the soil slowly seeped into the nostrils.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the whole world in sight was obviously shrouded in this huge rain, hazy and spectacular.

She went out casually and didn't bring an umbrella to protect herself from the rain.

I was wondering whether I should wait patiently for the rain to subside before leaving.

At this moment, a faint orchid-like fragrance entered the nose, strange yet a little familiar.

There was a light yellow umbrella in front of him. He looked up and saw a warm and non-aggressive face.

Shen Fengyu spoke first, a smile on his face and a look of relief in his eyes: "That's great. I'm lucky to have met you in such a rainy scene. It seems my prayers have worked, or maybe the gods have indeed had mercy on my feelings for you."

His excitement didn't infect her. She turned away, gazing at the hazy rain and fog outside, listening to the rustling sound, and said slowly, "You keep approaching me, what do you want?"

A dark light flashed in Shen Fengyu's eyes, and in the next moment he seemed to be smiling gently, as if the dark light just now was an illusion.

"If I say that I admire you, sir, would you be willing to give me a chance to get close to you?"

After hearing this, Rong Su didn't believe it at all, nor did she take his words to heart. She asked him, "Tell me, who would be willing to give someone who doesn't even want to reveal his true identity a chance to get close to them?"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and stared at that gentle and handsome face, not missing any subtle changes in expression.

"Or are you attracted by my identity?"

Rong Su's malicious speculation was full of temptation. She wanted to use it to stimulate this person's bottom line.

But his answer surprised her.

"I am indeed attracted by your status and power." Shen Fengyu stared at her and smiled, but the next second he changed the subject, "Will this answer make me stand out from the crowd?"

Rong Su felt that he was teasing her and suddenly felt a little unhappy: "It is different, but now I hate you even more."

She expressed her displeasure so bluntly, but Shen Fengyu did not get angry but laughed instead. He did not respond to her words, but put the umbrella in her hand, and without giving her a chance to refuse, he immediately turned around and plunged into the rain.

"Since you hate me, you probably don't want to share an umbrella with me. So I'll give you the umbrella."

Looking at the lake-green figure gradually being blurred by the rain, she lowered her head to look at the paper umbrella in her hand.

Rong Su began to feel a little confused about this man named Zi Yu. What was his purpose? He was attracted by her power, but her identity had not yet been recognized by the Emperor of Zhongzhou, so how could she have any power?

Rong Su couldn't figure it out, so she didn't think about it anymore. She decided to wait for Aku's information to arrive.

Holding an umbrella, I walked towards my residence.

——The Regent's Study in Dongzhou Palace——

The bright sunlight shines through the carved sandalwood window lattices and slowly dances with the dust particles floating in the air.

On the exquisitely carved wood bookshelves, there are stacked various rare ancient books, some of which are yellowed and faded, while others are brand new and bright.

Next to the bookshelf, a large desk carved out of rosewood stands quietly. The table top is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the flowing and changing light and shadow outside the window.

Shen Peiqing sat in front of the desk wearing a dark red robe. The lapels of the robe were embroidered with fine and delicate dark patterns, which complemented his calm aura.

His long jet-black hair was carefully tied behind his head with a black jade hairpin, and a few strands of hair quietly fell on his chest with the breeze outside the window.

A piece of letter paper with a unique texture lay quietly on the table, and on the letter, there was a line of elegant and graceful handwriting.

His eyes were focused and deep like the sea. He stared at the contents on the paper for a long time, his slender fingertips sometimes tapping on the table, sometimes gently stroking it.

After a long while, he slowly opened his lips and murmured a soft sigh from his thin lips: "I will come back. Xiao Su, I am not satisfied with your answer."

He didn't know how much time had passed, and he just sat there quietly.

Until his fingertips gently stroked the edge of the letter, as if searching for the warmth that had long since disappeared.

But now there was only a cold feeling lingering between his fingertips, as if she had long been gone from his side. A ray of afterglow from the setting sun shone in, lengthening his figure, and loneliness and desolation merged into the shadow.

Shen Peiqing slowly closed his eyes. After a while, when he opened his eyes, there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Wood. You go protect her."

Mu Tou walked in from outside and hesitated when he heard the order: "Master. I am worried that no one will help you. Besides, Uncle Xuan has temporarily returned to Ancheng."

His eyes suddenly turned colder, and he said in a tone that brooked no argument: "Go."

Knowing that he could not change his master's decision, Mu Tou could only nod in agreement and then left the study.

Shen Peiqing stood up from his chair and walked to the window. He looked out at the dim sunset light, stood with his hands behind his back, and said softly, "I can't wait for you that long. So I'll go find you first."

As long as he arranges everything in Dongzhou as soon as possible, allows Xuanyuan You to grow up quickly, and trains people to assist him, he can go find her.

Also, ever since Xuanyuan You ascended the throne, Beizhou and Zhongzhou have been ready to make moves. It is obvious that a war that is destined to plunge the three continents and one city into darkness is about to come, and he must regain control of Beizhou as soon as possible.

It has to be quick.

——The Long Silk Road——

The long and winding sea of ​​sand connects the towering mountains. The long road in the middle is like a huge salon, flowing and sparkling in the golden sunlight.

A long line of carriages traveled through the vast desert.

Bei Xin rode a camel, turned his body, and looked in the direction of the road he came from.

He curled his lips slightly and murmured, "Wait, I will take you to Ancheng when the time comes."

There was determination and confidence in his eyes, as if he was adamant about this decision.

"Young Master. Why didn't you return at the agreed time? The city lord has sent people to urge you many times." Qin Xuan saw Bei Xin's raised mouth corners and couldn't help but feel confused. This young master, who was leaving Ancheng for the first time, had always been expressionless and rarely showed any emotion, but now he was actually happy alone.

The smile on Bei Xin's lips disappeared in a flash. He glanced at Qin Xuan lightly, did not answer, and turned his eyes away.

Seeing Bei Xin ignore him, Qin Xuan became even more confused. Then, remembering something, he continued, "That day, I saw the Young Master and *** together, and I also heard the Young Master say that the City Lord wanted to form an alliance and marriage with Dongzhou. I don't think I've ever heard the City Lord mention this before."

At this moment, Bei Xin's eyes showed a trace of irritation, and his tone was impatient: "I know my father sent you here to monitor me, but eavesdropping on the master's conversation is wrong."

Qin Xuan was silent for a moment, as if he genuinely cared about Bei Xin. He said, "Young Master, the City Lord is doing this for your own good. He's worried that it would be dangerous for you to come to Dongzhou alone, so he sent me to protect you."

"Really?" Bei Xin looked at Qin Xuan with an ambiguous look, then turned away, not intending to talk to Qin Xuan.

But Qin Xuan still considered a lot and spoke again: "There are some things I think I still need to say. Young Master, please don't get involved in the Three Continents. The City Lord will not form an alliance with Dongzhou."

Bei Xin was completely annoyed by Qin Xuan. He looked at Qin Xuan unhappily and then increased the speed of the camel.

Seeing that Bei Xin was already enraged, Qin Xuan stopped talking and fell into silence. If Bei Xin was really interested in Hui Ning, then his master would have another rival in love.

Qin Xuan finally shook his head and sighed.

Bei Xin, who was walking in front, had a sullen expression on his face. He stared ahead and murmured, "I must make my father agree to the marriage with Dongzhou."

——Zhongdu——

"I'm sorry, my lord. His Majesty has again said that the audience needs to be postponed." Wuxuzi brought her the news, and the meeting was still postponed.

This has been postponed for the third time, and Rong Su’s patience is about to be worn out.

Moreover, there must be some special reason why the Emperor of Zhongzhou didn't want to see her.

If she asked Wuxuzi directly, he would definitely not answer.

She simply didn't show her anger, but chose to remain silent. She picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said calmly:

"That's all right. Your Majesty is busy with official duties, but I'm not idle either. My Lord, please go and tell His Majesty that I need to leave Zhongdu for a while. When His Majesty is free, please send me a letter."

After Rong Su finished speaking, she stood up and didn't intend to give Wuxuzi a chance to reply.

Seeing this, Wuxuzi became anxious: "Master Rongsu! Master! Please stay! In fact, it seems that His Majesty has been bewitched by Rong Yingxin. Even now, he still doesn't believe that Rong Yingxin has been burned to death. So every time I mention you, His Majesty is wary and doesn't want to see you for various reasons."

"Alas, Master has been advising His Majesty, but His Majesty won't listen to anything unpleasant now." Wuxuzi's face was full of melancholy. He must have been worried about this matter for a long time, and now he had no choice but to tell Rong Su.

Bewitched by Rong Yingxin?

Rong Su thought about it carefully and understood something. There was a system in Rong Ying's heart. It was not impossible that she had obtained a tool that could bewitch people through this thing.

But if you are bewitched by the system's tools, how can you get rid of it?

"My lord, rest assured. Even if His Majesty has been bewitched by Rong Yingxin and is temporarily bewildered, Master has already united many ministers to submit petitions and make suggestions. With time, His Majesty will undoubtedly recognize you. After all, Zhongzhou cannot do without the Heavenly Phoenix Girl. The Heavenly Phoenix Girl is the faith of the people of Zhongzhou. So, my lord, you only need to wait a little longer."

Wuxuzi didn't seem to want Rongsu to worry about this matter, so he pretended that the matter was simple and easy to solve, and spoke to her in a relaxed tone.

Later, a servant came to look for Wuxuzi. Wuxuzi simply said a few words to comfort her and left in a hurry.

After everyone left, Rong Su simply planned to go back to her room to continue developing the elixir.

After taking a few steps, he heard the servant's shouts from behind.

"Master Rongsu, Master Ziyu is here!"

I was slightly surprised. Why was he here?

Rong Su thought about it and asked the servant to take the person to the elegant hall.

She instructed the maid to prepare tea and fruit before slowly walking over.

As she stepped into the elegant hall, she could see the blue-green figure inside from a distance, and her every move showed her nobility.

Who is he and why is he trying so hard to get close to her?

These questions could not be answered. Aku's information had not been delivered yet, and this man was deep-minded and cautious, so it was difficult to get any information out of him.

"Master Rong Su, are you here?"

When Shen Fengyu saw Rong Su coming, he quickly stood up from his seat and looked at her with a smile.

Rong Su nodded lightly as a greeting to him, then sat down opposite him. After that, she waved her hand, and a maid brought up tea and fruit.

After everyone went down, she looked up at the opposite side and saw Shen Fengyu looking at her quietly. Although the smile was gentle, it seemed a little strange to her.

It was as if he was wearing a mask of a good person, forcing himself to appear friendly.

"Mr. Zi Yu, are you here to ask for an umbrella?" Rong Su withdrew her gaze from him, picked up the cup and took a sip.

The corners of Shen Fengyu's mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of surprise and joy appeared in his eyes: "I didn't expect that Lord Rong Su would tease people. Zi Yu originally thought that since three days have passed, Lord Rong Su should return my umbrella, so I would have a reason to come to see you. But you didn't move for a long time, so I just came here by myself."

After saying this, his eyes were as soft as if they were soaked in a pot of honey, and his tone was gentle: "So, Lord Rong Su, please don't blame me for coming to you suddenly."

He had blocked her from speaking, so how could she still say anything to blame him?

Rong Su remained silent, took another sip of tea, and then called the servant outside to bring the man's umbrella.

Pushing the umbrella to him, she said calmly: "The umbrella has been returned, and you can go back now."

Shen Fengyu looked at the umbrella, then at Rong Su, and then gave a helpless smile, a sad look on his face: "Lord Rong Su is really an iron wall. I am really sad that you drove me away so decisively."

As he spoke, he looked at Rong Su, who remained indifferent. He was not in a hurry and took out a book from his arms and placed it on the table.

"I heard that Lord Rong Su is good at medicine and must be very fond of reading some medical books and herbal medicines. This "Compendium of Materia Medica" is the only copy of the Medical Saint. I am giving it to you now. It can be regarded as a gift for my sudden visit to disturb you."

When Rong Su heard that the book was the only copy of the Medical Saint's, her heart was moved and her eyes unconsciously looked towards it.

But on second thought, Rong Su's vigilance towards this person only increased, not decreased: "No reward without merit. Master Ziyu, you should take it back."

Shen Fengyu saw that Rong Su was wary of him, so he showed no urgency and instead changed the subject to talk about something else.

"I know that Lord Rong Su is still suspicious of me. In fact, I came here today intending to tell you my identity. After all, I really want to be closer to Lord Rong Su."

Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to reveal his identity. Rong Su was a little surprised, but then looked at him silently.