Feng Qingshi looked at Mu Anxiao’s sudden silence and couldn’t help but ask, “Why aren’t you speaking anymore?”
“I…” Mu Anxiao hesitated, then turned to Feng Qingshi. “I don’t know if I should say this.”
“If you have something to say, just say it.”
Mu Anxiao nodded. “Alright, I’ll say it,” she said, taking a deep breath. “Do you think what Zhao Xiang said is true or false?”
Feng Qingshi had also been suspicious of Zhao Xiang’s replies, but the facts proved that all his actions matched his words, which made Feng Qingshi a bit puzzled.
“…” He fell into silence for the moment.
Mu Anxiao: “Why aren’t you speaking either?” She observed Feng Qingshi with a cautious expression.
Feng Qingshi: “Actually, I don’t think he lied, because the process was the process, I could see it,” he paused, then continued: “His relationship with that Gu Yan doesn’t seem too good.”
“Continue.” Mu Anxiao tilted her chin up.
Feng Qingshi sighed lightly and continued: “And during the time I knew him, he was just an ordinary person, I could feel it.”
“Is that so?” Mu Anxiao’s tone was dejected.
Feng Qingshi: “What’s wrong?” He could hear Mu Anxiao’s disappointment.
Mu Anxiao: “I just feel that his words might still be problematic, because, you know,” she said with a serious attitude, “Ouyang Ye doesn’t speak many truths.”
Feng Qingshi: “You think he’s lying to me.”
Mu Anxiao nodded.
Feng Qingshi did not hesitate. Instead, he looked at Mu Anxiao calmly, thought for a moment, and said directly: “If that’s the case, I need to be vigilant and observe him.”
“Mm.” Mu Anxiao hadn’t expected Feng Qingshi to be so cooperative.
Feng Qingshi: “Regarding Ouyang Ye, I…”
“You said you knocked on the coachman’s door, and no one was there?” Mu Anxiao had an idea and interrupted him.
Feng Qingshi nodded. “Yes, no one was there.”
“No one was there, that’s strange,” Mu Anxiao said, thinking for a moment. “By the way, did Zhao Xiang appear suddenly?”
“Yes.”
“Did he knock?”
From the moment Mu Anxiao entered the room, she had sensed something amiss, especially the strong demonic energy within.
Therefore, after talking with Feng Qingshi for so long, she firmly believed… that room was not right.
Not only was the room not right, but Zhao Xiang was also not right.
Her asking Feng Qingshi like this now was merely to use his replies to probe deeper and see if she could uncover their scheme.
Feng Qingshi: “I did knock, and I knocked several times.”
“So you didn’t knock?” Mu Anxiao asked again.
Feng Qingshi: “Just as I was about to knock, Zhao Xiang arrived.”
“Is that so?” Mu Anxiao said, lowering her eyelids, and began to ponder the matter.
Jia and Lou Yi sat at the table, watching Mu Anxiao, who was lost in thought, in silence.
Feng Qingshi knew that Mu Anxiao disliked being disturbed when she was thinking, so he temporarily put away his further words.
Mu Anxiao looked down at Bing’er’s face, considering Bing’er’s condition and the dense yin energy in that room. She had an idea and immediately reached out to cover Bing’er’s hand.
The next second, Bing’er’s hand appeared to have water stains.
Seeing this, Feng Qingshi exclaimed, “What’s going on?”
Mu Anxiao’s lips curved. “I know.”
“You know what?” Feng Qingshi asked, glancing at Bing’er’s hand.
“There are souls in that room.”
“What?”
“Souls contain yin energy, which is why the coachman’s room was cold, and Bing’er’s body was actually freezing,” Mu Anxiao said, removing her hand and waving it over Bing’er’s body. “This might be why her condition worsened.”
“Freezing? How come we can’t see it?” Feng Qingshi asked, confused.
Jia said: “Those souls contain yin energy, and when the yin energy in souls encounters yang energy, it consumes it. However, Bing’er is a child, and her body is weak. Most importantly, that Gu Yan needs her. Perhaps because of this, Gu Yan planted a layer of her own yin energy on her body, preventing those yin energies from approaching her.”
“Then, according to you, Bing’er’s worsening condition has nothing to do with those yin energies?” Feng Qingshi asked.
Jia: “It is related, but it’s just that the amount taken away each day was less. Over time, it completely affected her.”
“This is too much,” Feng Qingshi clenched his fists.
Mu Anxiao: “However, because of Gu Qin, she couldn’t completely harm Bing’er.” As she spoke, she recalled what Bing’er had been saying to her continuously, her eyes darkening. “No wonder she’s cold, that’s the reason.”
“What did you say?” Feng Qingshi was curious.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qingshi and had an idea. “By the way, can your healing technique heal souls?”
“What do you mean?”
“Bing’er’s soul is protected within her body. Can you go in and use the healing technique to eliminate the yin energy in her body? If you can do that, she,” Mu Anxiao’s idea was wild, “might get better.”
“…” Feng Qingshi fell silent.
Mu Anxiao asked, puzzled: “Why aren’t you speaking?”
“The healing technique only heals the body. If I could heal deeply,” Feng Qingshi’s eyes darkened, “they wouldn’t have to die.”
“…” Mu Anxiao realized she had unintentionally touched a sore spot in Feng Qingshi’s heart. She immediately reached out and gently patted his shoulder, saying, “I was being too talkative, I apologize.”
“It’s alright,” Feng Qingshi said softly, his gaze fixed on Bing’er’s face.
Mu Anxiao followed Feng Qingshi’s gaze and looked down at Bing’er, asking, “You’re not thinking of trying, are you?”
“I need to go in and see her condition. Perhaps,” Feng Qingshi thought of Bing’er’s age, his heart sinking, “it might work.”
“You try.” Mu Anxiao stepped aside.
Feng Qingshi stepped forward, stood by the table, and took Bing’er’s wrist. Just as he was about to close his eyes and attempt to heal Bing’er, there was a knock on the door.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao’s body tensed. She turned her head to look at the door and asked, “Who is it?”
The next second, Zhao Xiang’s voice came from outside the door. “It’s me, let me in.”
Hearing Zhao Xiang’s self-righteous voice, Mu Anxiao’s heart sank. She looked up at Feng Qingshi and asked, “What should we do?”
Feng Qingshi: “Send him away.” Without time to look at Mu Anxiao, he tried to ‘examine’ Bing’er.
Mu Anxiao responded, “Okay,” and walked forward.
Then, Mu Anxiao clasped her hands behind her back and closed the door. She looked at Zhao Xiang, who took a few steps back upon seeing her, and asked, “What are you doing here?”
“I’m looking for Mo Yun.” Zhao Xiang lacked confidence.
Mu Anxiao frowned. “You’re looking for him here? Are you crazy?”
“I’m not crazy, he…”
“He’s not here,” Mu Anxiao interrupted, not wanting Zhao Xiang to disturb Feng Qingshi.
Zhao Xiang: “How is that possible? I just came out of my room, he…”
“You came out of your room and came straight here,” Mu Anxiao interrupted again.
Zhao Xiang was awkward. “Yes, I came straight here.” He lost his direction.
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