"Uh, I an, if it’s inconvenient for you, you don’t have to ntion that condition. After all, I’m just a stranger, heh, hehe..."
Seeing Wu Sihua staring at you steadily, you quickly turn your head to look out the window.
At that mont, Wu Sihua smiled. He smiled very freely, as though a big stone in his heart was about to be let go, "Mu Yun, do you know why Little Yun and you t in that small park?"
You scratched your head, you’re dood, totally dood!
It turned out that everything had been planned from the beginning.
"Little Yun never had any close friends since she was young. The day she t you was the first ti I saw her smile."
You grasped your hair in so anguish, just thinking about everything makes it true!
"Um, uncle, I..."
"Let finish," Wu Sihua interrupted you, continuing, "Before Little Yun’s mother passed away, she had a wish. She hoped Little Yun wouldn’t follow in her footsteps. At that ti, I don’t know why, but I thought of you, even though you were only three years old. I was not only classmates with your parents but also very close friends. When I found you, I learned from your mother the news that your father had already passed away... Sigh."
Wu Sihua sighed softly, then continued, "At first, both your mother and I intended for you two to get to know each other for a while, but you got along as if you had been old friends for over a decade. I seed to see the image of her mother and your father in you and Little Yun."
You poured yourself a cup of tea and drank it down in big gulps, making a "smacking" sound. Suddenly, you found the tea unbearably bitter!
"As for what happened after, you know everything. I won’t say more. I called you here today to hear your thoughts, your plans."
You touched your nose and said to Wu Sihua, "Uncle, to be honest, I’m feeling pretty upset inside. If Little Yun had told she was Er Ya back in high school, I would have been with her no matter what, even if you were holding a gun to my head! But now... Sigh! Why does fate love to play with people like this!"
You took another miserable sip of tea.
Ptui!
It’s so damn bitter!
"Mu Yun, I understand your feelings. I’ve been there myself, and I know so things can’t be forced. The reason I’m telling you all this isn’t to demand you do anything specific, just that sotis I hope you can consider Little Yun’s feelings more. She’s my daughter, and I know a thing or two about her mindset."
Wu Sihua also poured himself a cup of tea and gulped it down, only to find it equally bitter, spitting it out directly into the spittoon just like you did.
"This tea is really bitter!"
You sighed in your heart, it’s not the tea that’s bitter, it’s the human heart.
"Little Yun and her mother are alike; once they truly love soone, their hearts won’t have room for anyone else. I know this better than anyone. Mu Yun, I’m begging you!"
With that, Wu Sihua stood up and bowed deeply to you!
"Uncle, you can’t do this!"
Wu Sihua was an elder and shared deep ties with your parents; you imdiately stood up and bowed back to him in a fluster, "Uncle, I’ll do my best! I’ll do everything in my power to not let Er Ya suffer!"
"Good, that’s good."
Upon hearing your words, Wu Sihua finally raised his head, his face showing a bittersweet smile.
Who would have thought that the head of the prestigious Wu Family Clan, a pillar of the upper echelons of society, would show such expressions and attitudes towards soone like you.
Afterward, the two of you, young and old, sat down again and sipped tea, whether good or bad, even after switching to the aromatic Tie Guan Yin, the tea still tasted unbearably bitter.
At that mont, Wu Sihua seed to rember sothing and said to you, "Oh, speaking of which, a mammy from my house asked to pass on a question to you."
"Mammy?"
As Wu Sihua said this, your mind couldn’t help but revisit the mory of the kindly old amah who had overseen the Wu Family Old House and allowed you to leave as the Townhouse General.
"She said the ti is almost ripe, so please get ready to head west as soon as possible, and she also ntioned that you must take Little Yun with you,"
"Take Little Yun?" You shook your head at once, "No, it’s too dangerous! On this journey, I’m not even sure I can protect myself, let alone bring Little Yun along."
Are you kidding ? That’s Qian Ling Mausoleum!
The resting place of the most historic figure! The unprecedented and unequalled Empress of the Zhou Dynasty!
Wu Sihua seed to know a bit of information and continued, "I don’t support taking Little Yun there either, but this is Mammy’s will. I have no choice but to obey her words, and she said that if you really want to save Little Yun, you must bring her along."
"Save Little Yun?"
You were stunned.
Qian Ling Mausoleum?
Empress?
Little Yun?
That’s right! You suddenly rembered, under the Emperor’s Lady Mulberry that day, the Empress who was the sister of the previous Empress said that Wu Qiyi was the reincarnation of the Empress!
The aning behind the words of the Wu Family Old House’s Lao Amah beca quite clear, even though you didn’t know how to cure the disease afflicting Wu Qiyi. However, now that you had found a way, you had to steadfastly continue on this path.
There must be a thod or even an antidote for curing Wu Qiyi’s illness inside the Qian Ling Mausoleum!
But now, that ant before heading to Qian Ling Mausoleum, you had to make so additional preparations.
Thinking this, you suddenly stood up, turned to Wu Sihua and said, "Uncle, in that case, I won’t delay any longer here. I will start preparing right away and depart in a couple of days!"
"Yes, go on," he replied.
You bowed slightly to Wu Sihua and quickly left.
Once you descended the stairs, you strode towards Chenghuang Temple.
This ti entering the Qian Ling Mausoleum, even a foot soldier would know the journey is bound to be perilous.
After the Tang Dynasty’s demise, Wen Tao mobilized tens of thousands of people to excavate each Tang Dynasty Imperial Mausoleum. Finally, when his army arrived at Qian Ling Mausoleum, they operated on the surface for several days but couldn’t find a passage into the mausoleum. At that point, they even prepared black gunpowder to blow up the mountain.
But then, tumultuous winds and thunder erupted in the sky, striking down dozens of shocking bolts of lightning, which instantly reduced Wen Tao’s army by more than half!
The terrified Wen Tao eventually withdrew his troops, and in the ensuing thousand years or so, despite many trying to target Qian Ling Mausoleum, not a single one successfully entered.
Let’s not even talk about the attempts; even Guo, the eminent educator and literary figure of the founding era of China, had aspirations toward Qian Ling Mausoleum. He believed that the scrolls of the Saint of Literature were inside. Yet, his efforts too eventually ca to nothing.
It wasn’t about not digging or being unable to dig; it was about not daring to dig!
Just like the Mausoleum of the First Emperor Qin, nobody dared to disturb it.
Why?
Still, it was a matter of fear!
In Chang’an, just these two imperial tombs remain unscathed, and they’re considered forbidden ground in the hearts of all treasure diggers!
To take a shortcut, you went down a more secluded road where there were slightly fewer people.
As you walked, you suddenly noticed several figures appearing ahead of you. They lined up in a row, blocking your path!
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