The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 222 Burning, Dark Hands Under the Cover of Night

Ru Xiaonan stood there with her big eyes blinking, looking at the severely burned woman on the bed for a while, and then at Qing Moyan.

The amount of information is too much, and her brain can't hold it.

Qing Moyan's mother could actually calculate in advance that she would die, and also know where her grave would be after death, and even figure out that Qing Moyan would find it here more than 20 years later?

Could it be that she knows the art of divination?

Ru Xiaonan only heard from her grandfather that some onmyojis are good at divination, but most of these people can't calculate their own fate. There is a saying that those who judge fate do not judge their own fate, this is not just talking.

"Did my mother ever ask you to pass a message to me?" Qing Moyan asked in a deep voice, the thing that he wished for in the past appeared in front of him so defenselessly, no matter who it was, he probably couldn't accept it immediately.

The woman on the bed seemed to be seriously recalling, "Miss never asked me to pass on a message... But after the miscarriage that was almost caused by the Marquis, she often murmured to herself, saying that she hoped that you would not hate her in the future, and not be afraid Something that has always brought you pain... if done right, it will work for you..."

When Ru Xiaonan heard this, her heart skipped a beat.

Isn't it the Gu poison in his body that has brought Qing Moyan pain for a long time, so let him not be afraid... Could it be that his mother knew that he would suffer from the Gu poison after birth?

Qing Moyan was silent, not saying a word.

The woman on the bed coughed suddenly, and the man quickly brought water to feed her, but it was of no avail.

Qing Moyan's eyes dimmed, she turned and went out the door, "Xuanyu, send someone to get a carriage from Zhuangzi."

Xuanyu was about to go out, but the man in the inner room hurriedly chased him out, "My aunt, no need, my aunt is not going anywhere."

"She is so seriously injured, Qing Moyan will help her find a doctor." Even if Qing Moyan didn't say anything, Ru Xiaonan could understand his intentions.

"No, my aunt doesn't go anywhere. Over the years, she has suffered enough. Even the best doctor can't cure her. It's better to let her suffer less."

After hearing this, Qing Moyan turned and went straight into the house.

The woman on the bed had obviously heard what they said outside, and looked up at him eagerly.

Qing Moyan looked at her, her heart slowly sank to the bottom.

After being burned like this, it is a miracle that he can live for so many years. Even if he finds the imperial physician in the palace and hangs a lot of good medicine, he will only live for a while.

Qingmo Yanzhong went out again, and said to Xuanyu, "Give me all the silver you have with you."

Xuanyu took out a few banknotes and some scattered silver coins.

Qing Moyan handed over the money to the young man: "I'll send someone to change your place tomorrow, if you need anything, just ask someone to come to me."

The young man took the money and personally sent Qing Moyan out of the house.

Ru Xiaonan frequently turned her head to look at the low mud room, Qing Moyan unfolded the thick cloak, resolutely covered Ru Xiaonan's head, "Let's go."

"Are we going back now?" Ru Xiaonan asked with a raised face.

"Otherwise." In the night, she couldn't see the expression on Qing Moyan's face clearly, but she could feel that his breath was a bit cold.

Everyone left the village, got on their horses, and left in the dust.

Ru Xiaonan was wrapped in a big cloak by him, she shrank her body, her eyelids began to fight after a while, and there was only the sound of horseshoes in her ears, it was extremely monotonous.

The road ahead was uneven, the horse was bumping, Ru Xiaonan shook her head and woke up suddenly.

"What smell?" She sniffed.

Qing Moyan saw her sticking out her small head from the cloak, sniffing left and right with her eyes closed, like a small animal.

"It seems that something is burnt." Ru Xiaonan murmured.

They were on their way back without even a torch, so there was no burning smell coming from.

Qing Moyan pulled the reins and lowered the horse.

Ru Xiaonan woke up a little from the cold wind, looked around, "The smell seems to be coming from behind."

Qing Moyan turned the horse's head abruptly, while Ru Xiaonan raised her head, sniffing in the wind, "That's right, Qing Moyan, the smell is coming from here."

Qing Moyan's eyes were dim, and he quickly inspected the surroundings.

"Drink!" He urged his mount and rushed up a nearby high slope in one breath.

Standing on a high place and looking down, Ru Xiaonan cried out in shock, "Qing Moyan, there is a fire!"

At this time, Xuan Yu and the others all followed, and everyone looked around, only to see a faint light of fire appearing in the darkness, which was the direction they had just come from.

"Shizi!" Xuanyu exclaimed in shock, "It's that village!"

With murderous intent in Qing Moyan's eyes, he coldly spit out two words, "Go back."

The crowd urged the horse to gallop back.

Ru Xiaonan pricked up her ears nervously, and as the horse got closer to the village, the flames became brighter and brighter.

She straightened up, wanting to see further, but she didn't want Qing Moyan to cover her head with a big cloak.

"Don't look, just sit still." Qing Moyan's hoarse voice came from above his head.

Everyone stopped the horses.

The village was on fire, and half of the sky was reddened by the fire. We could faintly hear crying from the village, but no one could escape.

Xuanyu led people around the village several times, but did not find anything unusual.

"My lord, the fire is so big, there is no way to go in."

Qing Moyan reined in the restless horse, with such a big fire, not to mention going in to save people, rushing in even killed her own life.

Ru Xiaonan stuck out her little head again, "Qing Moyan, the fire smells like kerosene."

Qing Moyan wrapped her arms tightly around her waist.

He believed in her judgment, such a big fire, how could it be an accident, as soon as they left the village, there was a fire behind them, if it wasn't for Ru Xiaonan's keen sense of smell, it might have been the next day before they knew the news.

Xuanyu led people around a few more times, but there was still not even a single escaped person in the village.

Qing Moyan stood in front of the fire, his eyes reflected the light of the fire, as if the god of death had come to the world.

Somehow, that invisible hand has been following him.

What exactly is it for?
Why did his biological mother leave such a clue, asking him to find it here.

She wants to tell him something.

Don't hate her, don't be afraid of what has brought him pain for a long time... Could it be the poison in his body that she was referring to?
As long as the method is right, it will be owned by him... What does this mean?
It was not until the sky was about to brighten that the fire gradually extinguished.

Qing Moyan stood there all night, the cloak was covered with dew and frost.

Looking at the charred ruins of the village, he silently turned his horse's head and set off on his way home.

Back outside the capital city gate, it was time to open the city gate.

Qing Moyan didn't show his badge, but stood outside the city and waited for a while.

Apart from his people outside the city, there were other people who wanted to enter the city and stood outside waiting early.

The moment the city gate opened wide, the drowsy Ru Xiaonan suddenly raised her head, "Qing Moyan, I smell kerosene."

Opening her eyes, Ru Xiaonan looked around blankly, "The smell is coming from that person." Ru Xiaonan pointed.

When Qing Moyan followed the trend, he saw a man in a gray cloak urging his horse and rushing into the city gate first...

(End of this chapter)