ng Qianqian was more convinced that Pri Minister Xun was withholding information about the Thousand chanism Pavilion.
Lady Yan sighed, "Miscalculated the divination? Do you know where Gongsun Yanming learned his craft?"
ng Qianqian replied, "Witch Mountain, of course."
Lady Yan was surprised, "You know?"
ng Qianqian spread her hands, "I just pried it out of Mr. Zi Wu’s mouth."
The old man sure can keep a secret!
Lady Yan said, "Back in the day, the old Pavilion Master apprenticed at Witch Mountain. He didn’t achieve much, but Gongsun Yanming mastered the Stargazing Skill just by studying the notes the Pavilion Master brought back. Even the Goddess praised his talent. Do you realize—"
She hesitated to continue.
ng Qianqian said dismissively, "His talent ans nothing if it isn’t used for good. I only believe in one thing: evil cannot triumph over righteousness!"
"You’re still so young."
Lady Yan shook her head, "Tomorrow, the Pavilion Master will bring Gongsun Liuying to the palace to examine Lu Yuan’s pulse. If Gongsun Liuying diagnoses his cold ailnt, Lu Yuan’s secret will be exposed. I know that the cold ailnt can be cured, but the real issue isn’t about whether Lu Yuan recovers."
ng Qianqian nodded, "It’s about how Gongsun Liuying only needs one word to confirm that Lu Yuan ’once suffered’ from the cold ailnt."
Lady Yan’s expression turned grave, "Liuying is the destined daughter of fate. No one would question her dical skills, nor would anyone doubt her words. If possible, you should speak to Lu Yuan and discuss so contingencies with him."
ng Qianqian fixed her gaze on Lady Yan. "Thank you, Master."
Lady Yan took a sip of tea, "What are you standing around for? Hurry up and go!"
ng Qianqian donned her veil and climbed over the courtyard wall.
Lady Yan watched her disappear into the night and murmured, "Senior sister, am I doing the right thing? She’s already lost her life chart once—letting her confront her destiny again, is it fortune or disaster? Senior sister, tell ..."
ng Qianqian moved swiftly through the night.
Thanks to the assistance of Hunting Eagle and Shang Wuyou, she was highly familiar with the layout of the Thousand chanism Pavilion.
She skillfully avoided the heavily patrolled areas.
Just as she was about to cross a small garden, a familiar voice suddenly reached her ears.
"Liuying, why aren’t you resting yet?"
It was the Pavilion Master’s wife, Xiao Rong’er.
ng Qianqian hid herself behind a large tree.
"Mother, I want to practice so martial arts."
"You’ve worked so hard already, there’s no need to practice more."
"But my hand..."
"Didn’t I tell you? You’re just nervous about the wedding. It’s normal for a young woman to feel this way."
ng Qianqian frowned.
So Gongsun Liuying’s hand had yet to recover.
"Mother, this ti it’s different. I... I have a strange, indescribable feeling..."
ng Qianqian listened intently to the trace of panic in Liuying’s voice as she quietly shifted to a better vantage point, parting the branches to catch sight of her figure.
She was dressed lightly and had grown noticeably thinner since their last encounter.
Her condition seed worrying.
"You’re overthinking it." Xiao Rong’er took her hand, "Go and rest early. You need to enter the palace tomorrow."
Gongsun Liuying knit her brows, "I don’t want to enter the palace."
Xiao Rong’er said softly, "You must have heard by now—soone is aiming for the Commandery Prince. This is your father’s decision."
Gongsun Liuying said loftily, "I am the destined daughter of fate. My husband is the Guardian Qilin. If he truly carries such destiny, he can overco any danger on his own. Why should I intervene on his behalf?"
Xiao Rong’er opened her mouth to reply, "Destiny is vital, but sotis, life charts can be exchanged."
Gongsun Liuying disagreed, "Exchanging life charts is possible? Where did you hear that from, Mother? If what you say is true, then my life chart would have long been stolen by those princesses and commandery princesses. Which one of them doesn’t dream of becoming the destined daughter, ruling the world?"
Xiao Rong’er smiled, "Alright, alright, let’s drop this topic. Your father issued the order, and you, as his daughter, should simply obey."
Gongsun Liuying said, "I’ll take Wuyou with ."
Xiao Rong’er’s smile faltered, "Why would you bring that boy?"
Gongsun Liuying answered, "He’s my younger brother. After staying at the Thousand chanism Pavilion for days, he should also et Your Majesty."
Xiao Rong’er sighed helplessly, "Fine, as you wish."
"Young Miss, allow to escort you back."
Hong Xiu held up a lantern.
Gongsun Liuying nodded and left with Hong Xiu.
Xiao Rong’er remained where she was.
ng Qianqian watched her with curiosity, sensing that she still had unfinished business.
Sure enough, after waiting roughly half a quarter-hour, Xiao Rong’er seed to confirm that Gongsun Liuying had walked far enough. She turned and headed toward an abandoned courtyard.
ng Qianqian waited outside the courtyard.
It was a full half-hour before Xiao Rong’er erged and walked back toward her own quarters.
ng Qianqian slipped into the courtyard.
An inexplicable sense of familiarity ca over her.
"Have I been here before?"
She frowned, running her fingers across the landscape painting on the wall, sensing there must be a hidden chanism here.
She pressed down on it.
Rumble—
The ground split open, revealing a passage.
ng Qianqian jumped down.
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