A master of metaphysics is farming.

Chapter 209 Confession

Several people sat around a square table, and Xiangyang finished drinking a large bowl of water.

Xiang He looked at the contents of the letter, then folded it up and put it away. "What else did Ziyue say?"

After drinking the water to quench his thirst, Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief. "The general asked my sister to give me some instructions and write a letter so that he could arrange for someone to deliver it."

Shen Zhuoci's eyes were full of curiosity, wondering what was written in the letter.

But seeing that He had put the paper away early, it seemed that she didn't want them to know the contents of the letter.

Xiang He got up and went to the New Year's Eve room to bring back pen and ink. After sitting down and pondering for a moment, he quickly picked up the pen and wrote down the words.

The letter stated that similar array points were discovered near various city gates.

It seems that the entire Great Yu is surrounded by these array points. If there is another battle involving the Soul Controlling Force in one place, Great Yu will have to expend a lot of troops.

He blew on the writing to dry it, folded it up and handed it to Xiangyang, then took out yellow paper from the cloth bag and wrote down the talisman.

"Tell Ziyue that if there is any unusual activity outside the city, place this talisman in the very center of the city."

Xiang Yang nodded vigorously and took it. Xiang He then reached for the cloth bag and took out the drawn amulet. "This is what the person who is going to do this needs to wear. Remember to wear it on your body."

"I will definitely convey this truthfully!" Xiangyang carefully put the things away from her body. "Sister, please be careful in everything you do."

"the same as you."

Even as Xiang Yang left, Xiang He never felt a weight lift from her heart.

The entire Great Yu is trapped in the formation; if they all attack at the same time, the empire will collapse...

Seeing her grave expression, Qin Fuhua frowned as well. "Has something happened at the border? General Zhou is in such a hurry, it must be something serious...?"

“It’s definitely not a small matter,” Xiang He sighed softly, watching the crows pecking at the rice. “I just hope the letter arrives in time; I’ve been feeling uneasy lately…”

Whether it was the matter of the Imperial Preceptor or the border issues, one thing after another happened, leaving no room for respite.

Seeing her so distressed, Qin Fuhua didn't know how to comfort her. She looked at Shen Zhuoci with pleading eyes, hoping he could comfort her.

Shen Zhuoci just shrugged. Xiang He didn't say what was going on, and if he offered random comfort, it would only backfire.

Seeing their eyes darting back and forth, Xiang He smiled helplessly and said, "You two don't need to be so nervous. Even if things get out of hand, I have ways to fix it."

"As expected of a master, he speaks with such confidence."

He glanced at Xiang Hexi and said, "If I didn't have absolute means, of course I wouldn't make such boastful claims."

"Yes, yes, you're quite free today, aren't you? Shall we go for a walk?"

Xiang He looked up at the sky. The sun was high in the sky, and it would be boring to stay in the courtyard, so she nodded in agreement.

"Going out for a walk is fine, and I can also help out at Xinyue Shop while I'm at it."

Brainstorming here is useless; everything depends on Zhu Nan's return and Wu Lü's arrival to take her to the palace.

But not today.

The group set off, leaving Mirror Flower Water Moon to watch over things in the courtyard, while Black Crow accompanied Xiang He outside.

I wandered around the streets for a while before finally arriving at Chaoshiji at lunchtime.

They had barely arrived when Yuan Qingqiu arrived with her maid.

Upon learning that her freedom was the condition for the exchange, she expressed her gratitude to Xiang He and made the same promise.

However, the promise made Shen Zhuoci even more aware that things were not so simple.

just like……

She must be in danger...

But judging from her current joy, I can't sense any danger approaching; she's just hiding it well.

"What are you looking at?"

After a moment of stunned silence, Shen Zhuoci lowered his eyes and coughed lightly, "Nothing, I was just lost in thought."

"Don't think about it, it'll damage your brain."

"Hahaha!" Shen Zhuoci, who was still troubled, suddenly burst into laughter. "You and Brother He always have so many ideas. Are you two about to lose your minds?"

Xiang He opened his mouth and took a sip of porridge. "We're smart, we're not that easy to go bad."

"You..." Shen Zhuoci clicked his tongue lightly, "You're really good at making up stories!"

“No way,” Xiang He picked up the serving chopsticks and put some meat on his plate. “Eat more, it’s good for your health.”

"I'm in great health!"

The two chatted and laughed, and the heavy atmosphere from before immediately dissipated.

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In the courtyard at night, the well-fed animals are enjoying the cool air.

Xiang Huiying came over carrying a cloth bag. "I've mended this robe for you. It had too many holes, so it was difficult to mend. Just wear it as is."

Xiang He reached out and took the Taoist robe. The tears had been stitched up. Although it didn't look as good as when it was intact, it was still wearable.

"Thank you, Seventh Sister."

"It's so worn out, I'll just make you a new one. Why are you treasuring it like this? Did your master give it to you?"

He Sui'an, who was mentioned to the side, shook his head, "That's not what I gave."

"Oh? Sir really did give a token of love?!"

One sentence left Xiang He and He Suian speechless, while Jiang Xinyue, who was eating fruit nearby, suddenly laughed, "Seventh Sister, they didn't even get together, what are you thinking about all day?"

"But doesn't Mr. Ke like He'er?"

"..."

These words made Xiang He even more silent. He looked at He Suian with a deep, tender gaze. It was no wonder that everyone said the two of them were a couple...

Although He Sui'an never explicitly said he liked her, his words and actions clearly showed that he did.

Xiang He was also helpless; she couldn't respond, nor could she ignore it. It was truly a dilemma...

Jiang Xinyue pulled Xiang Huiying to sit down with her, "Seventh Sister, how can you say such things to their faces?"

“What can’t be said?” Xiang Huiying leaned against Jiang Xinyue as they sat. “If you ask me, whether I like her or not is just a matter of saying it. My He girl is outstanding!”

"Yes, yes, yes," Xiang He reached out and covered her mouth, saying helplessly, "Seventh Sister, please don't speak, listen to me first."

Xiang Huiying slapped her hand away. "What, are you going on another long trip?"

"No," Xiang He rubbed the spot where she had been patted, lowering her eyes to hide her emotions, "I just wanted to tell you that I might be a little busy lately, so please go out in groups and don't wander around alone."

"Why are you suddenly so busy again?" Xiang Huiying turned to look at He Suian. "Does the master need He'er's help with something?"

"Some trivial matters, but they are quite troublesome, so I need He Yatou's help."

These words made Xiang Huiying even more puzzled. "I feel like you guys have been acting really strange lately. It seems like you're always avoiding talking to me..."

She could also sense that whenever Jiang Xinyue had something to say, she would be taken away to another place so that she wouldn't hear it.

She had always had suspicions in her mind, but she just didn't want to say them.

Just because she doesn't say it doesn't mean she doesn't know.

Everyone fell silent for a moment. Xiang He finally sighed softly. She put on her Taoist robe, raised her hand, and Black Crow flew over. Mirror Flower Water Moon also walked over from under the big tree.

"Seventh Sister, there's something I want to make clear to you, but you must stay calm."

Seeing her sudden seriousness and the silence of those around her, Xiang Huiying immediately wiped the smile off her face. "You all know?"

Jiang Xinyue nodded, and Xing Jizhu and the others, though silent, naturally understood.

"So, you guys are just keeping it from me, huh?"

A bitter smile flickered in Xiang He's eyes. "It's not that I intentionally wanted to hide it from you; I just didn't want you to worry."

"Then go ahead and I'll listen."

She sat upright, and Jinghua Shuiyue stood in front of her, turning slightly to the side. "Seventh Miss, please forgive my rudeness."

As they spoke, white mist enveloped them, and with a swirling motion, they transformed into beautiful garments, no longer dressed in simple attire.

Xiang Huiying stared in disbelief until Jinghua Shuiyue leaned closer, at which point her eyes widened. "You... what are you doing...?"

"A reflection in a mirror is a mirage."