What nonsense was Doctor Guan spouting?
Their adorable little daughter had 'lost her soul'?
Such a thing was clearly preposterous in the eyes of the rational Yun family, who didn't believe in superstitions…
"Doctor Guan!" Old Man Yun's face changed after hearing this. "I used to think you were a divine physician who healed the sick and restored the dying. But after hearing your words just now, I seriously suspect you've lost your mind!"
What a joke! Their daughter was full of spirit and as lively as could be, how could she possibly have lost her soul?
Madam Gu was equally bewildered, her expression a mix of disbelief and speechless exasperation…
"You insisted on asking, and I told you everything I knew. Yet you don't believe me!" Guan Zhongbo spread his hands, looking utterly helpless.
Old Man Yun was so angry his heart ached. "My daughter is perfectly healthy. From now on, don't stick anything on her forehead. Those yellowed talismans look inauspicious…"
Guan Zhongbo felt weary and no longer wished to explain further.
Madam Gu walked over to the armchair and picked up the drowsy little Xi Tian. "Daughter, Mother will take you back to your room to sleep…"
"Oh, she can't sleep yet!" Guan Zhongbo quickly followed and affixed the remaining two talismans in his hand to little Xi Tian's face. "Only after the black cloud on her head disappears can Xi Tian rest in her room!"
Old Man Yun: "…"
Again?
Doctor Guan must have been provoked by something, otherwise, he wouldn't be doing such absurd things.
"Tsk, Brother Yun, don't say I didn't warn you. If you tear off the talismans on Xi Tian's face, she… she'll lose three to four years of her life!" Guan Zhongbo said seriously.
Old Man Yun: "???"
Is it really that superstitious?
Just then, little Xi Tian opened her big eyes and let out a soft yawn. "Daddy, Mommy, let Uncle Guan stick the talismans. I believe him…"
Old Man Yun thought he misheard and leaned closer to little Xi Tian. "Daughter, why are you also superstitious? Uncle Guan drank too much and hurt his head, don't listen to him, alright?"
Little Xi Tian found this both amusing and exasperating.
However, she couldn't tell her parents about her transmigration and damaged soul, fearing it would worry them…
"Daddy, Mommy, it's better to be safe than sorry. Uncle Guan won't hurt me!" Little Xi Tian explained with a smile.
Alas, her honest and simple family never believed in ghosts or gods. It was too much for them to suddenly accept such things…
Old Man Yun looked troubled, staring blankly at Madam Gu, hoping his wife could make a decision.
Seeing her daughter's resolute expression, Madam Gu breathed a sigh of relief. "If this method can truly save Xi Tian, then Doctor Guan is a great benefactor to our Yun family. We'll trouble Doctor Guan to help Xi Tian overcome this difficulty…"
With that, Madam Gu bowed to Guan Zhongbo and then placed little Xi Tian back in the armchair. "Please continue sticking the talismans!"
Guan Zhongbo grunted, "Don't worry, Xi Tian is under my protection. She will surely have a smooth and prosperous future…"
That night, little Xi Tian slept soundly, without a single dream.
But in places she couldn't see, dark wisps of mist, like poisonous smoke, stealthily pressed towards her room…
The talismans stuck to the doorframe suddenly emitted brilliant rays of light, dispelling the mist in an instant.
The next morning, on a dirt road leading to Heyang County, a simple carriage arrived.
Murong Qing and Yun Jinhe were inside, accompanied by their two shadow-like followers, Sun Tianxiu and Yao Jinsheng…
"Wow, Jinhe, the scenery here is so beautiful, a million times better than the capital!" Yao Jinsheng exclaimed, leaning out the carriage window to admire the birch trees along the road.
The sides of the official road were covered in dense wormwood, and looking out towards the fields, one could see distant mountains like painted eyebrows and nearby waters winding their way…
These were all natural landscapes, unadorned by gardeners, hence their pure appearance.
Yun Jinhe didn't reply, instead glancing at Murong Qing. "I'm really embarrassed to go back to the village. If Grandpa, Grandma, and parents find out I've been suspended from school, they'll be terribly disappointed…"
In their family's eyes, Yun Jinhe was the perfect child, and Zhao Guihua always compared him to Yun Jinshan.
But after fighting with Yang Jingrui at the Imperial Academy last time, Dean Qian, to ease the tension, had allowed him to be away for a while, lest Young Master Yang come looking for trouble…
Murong Qing smiled faintly upon hearing this. "Why not just say the Imperial Academy is on holiday?"
"Holiday?" Yun Jinhe twitched his lips and said with a wry smile, "It's only the [month] month, the Imperial Academy isn't on holiday yet!"
At least on this matter, he couldn't deceive his family…
Murong Qing sighed and leaned against the carriage, stroking her braided hair. "Then just tell them the truth. Uncle and Aunt are very understanding people, they should comprehend your situation!"
Mentioning this, Murong Qing clenched her teeth in anger…
That Yang Jingrui, relying on his father being the current Prime Minister, was arrogant and openly bullied Yun Jinhe at the Imperial Academy.
If she had been there that day, she would have taught Yang Jingrui a harsh lesson, so he wouldn't be so smug anymore… httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Yun Jinhe lowered his head, his heart filled with complex emotions.
Sun Tianxiu smiled and patted Yun Jinhe's shoulder, then pointed to himself. "Jinhe, don't worry, you can just push all the blame onto Jin Sheng and me. Say we were the ones who started the fight!"
Yun Jinhe sneered upon hearing this. "You two were the ones who started the fight in the first place!"
Sun Tianxiu: "…"
Yao Jinsheng: "…"
Just then, three more carriages caught up from behind, accompanied by several guards in fitted attire.
Since Yun Jinhe's carriage had no curtains, the outside scene was clearly visible.
"Young Master, Master, we're almost at Heyang County. We'll stay a night in the county town and head to Dashui Village tomorrow morning…"
A soft, sharp voice drifted over, catching Murong Qing's attention.
Judging by the voice, the speaker was an eunuch.
The carriages ran side-by-side for a few seconds, slowly overtaking them…
Yun Jinhe snapped back to attention, surprised. "They seem to be going to Dashui Village too!"
Murong Qing hummed and turned to look out the window.
A gentle breeze blew, lifting the curtain of the other carriage.
A young boy, wearing a golden mask, was coldly gazing forward, not looking towards Murong Qing’s carriage…
But that handsome profile and fair skin made Murong Qing momentarily lost in thought.
After the three carriages had driven far into the distance, Murong Qing suddenly clutched her chest and lowered her beautiful eyes.
She thought she had just seen someone she knew…