Chapter 441: How Could I Possibly Be in Cahoots With Someone from the Demonic Path!
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Feng Ling was actually dazzled by the king’s smiling eyes.
She quickly retracted her gaze and tried her best to keep a straight face. “Don’t lie to me.”
“Okay, I won’t lie to you.”
The king naturally held her hand and walked out of the door. As they walked, he asked, “Is the person from the Demonic Path pretending to be you among them?”
Hearing the king’s question, Feng Ling’s expression instantly became serious.
“No.”
After a few seconds of silence, she continued, “We might have been tricked.”
She planned to go back and see Feng Lan later.
She wanted to see what excuse Feng Lan could give later.
After the two of them walked out of the temple hall’s courtyard, the king said to the maidservants in the Consort Dowager’s palace, “Go tidy up the temple hall. Don’t let the Consort Dowager know what happened inside.”
All of the previous emperor’s concubines believed in Buddha. If they knew that the temple hall had been destroyed like that, they would definitely panic.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The king and Feng Ling left the Consort Dowager’s palace.
After walking out, Feng Ling said to the king, “I’m going back.”
The king tilted his head and looked at her with a deep gaze.
Feng Ling felt a little scared under his gaze and quickly took two small steps to the side.
The king noticed her subtle action and smiled faintly.
Feng Ling was actually a little embarra.s.sed. Without looking at him, she said, “I’m leaving.”
After saying that, she tapped her toes and left using Qinggong.
After Feng Ling left, the smile in the king’s eyes instantly disappeared. He said to the guard commander, “Send someone to investigate Feng Lan. If they discover any abnormal movements from her, think of a way to secretly resolve it.”
“Yes.”
…
When Feng Ling walked out of her bedchamber, she didn’t enter immediately. Instead, she transferred to Feng Lan’s courtyard.
At this moment, the lights in Feng Lan’s courtyard were still on. When Feng Ling walked in, she saw two maidservants standing outside Feng Lan’s bedroom.
When the maidservant saw Feng Ling walking over, she quickly bowed to her. “Greetings, Priestess.”
Feng Ling looked at the two of them and asked, “Is Lan’er back?”
“Priestess, the Guardian is back. She…”
“Sister.”
Before the maidservant could finish speaking, the door was opened from inside. Feng Lan stood inside with a change of clothes and gave her an obedient smile. “Sister, you’re here.”
Feng Ling carefully sized up Feng Lan and even used a trace of the power of a priest to peek at her. She realized that the thing on her body directly suppressed her injuries.
Completely flawless.
Feng Ling subconsciously looked at her with a straight face and asked, “Lan’er, when did you come back?”
“I…” Feng Lan twirled her fingers as if she had done something wrong and said,” I came back not long after we went to the Hundred Flower Garden. ”
“Is that so?” Feng Ling stared at Feng Lan. Knowing that she was about to weave a lie again, she asked, “You said that you returned not long after going to the Hundred Flower Palace. Why did Yi Xuan and the others say that they’d seen you? Moreover, it was a long time after we went to the Hundred Flower Garden.”
“Ah?” Feng Lan looked dumbfounded. “No. I really came back soon after. If you don’t believe me, you can ask my two maidservants.”
The two maidservants quickly nodded and responded at the same time, “Priestess, the Guardian came back at eight in the evening.”
“Nonsense. So many people saw Lan’er bring a few young ladies to a pavilion by the lake at four in the morning.”
Feng Ling’s eyes turned cold, and the two maidservants were so frightened that they didn’t dare to speak again.
Feng Lan looked so aggrieved that she was about to cry. “Sister, I really returned here at around eight in the morning. I didn’t bring the ladies to the lake at all. I secretly came back because my body was stained with something dirty.”
At this point, with an hurt expression, tears fell from her eyes. “I heard just now that Miss Yi Xuan was pushed into the lake by someone who disguised as you. Could it be… that Sister is suspecting me?”
Feng Ling looked at the tears falling from Feng Lan’s eyes and suddenly felt very vexed.
Feng Lan was her younger sister. In the eyes of outsiders, she was the priestess who doted on her younger sister the most. Moreover, she didn’t have any concrete evidence against Feng Lan. If she were to suddenly punish Feng Lan, not to mention others, her master would definitely blame her.
At the thought of this, Feng Ling became even more irritated.
She said, “Even if what you said is true, you brought Yi Xuan and the others to the lake. If they insist that you’re in cahoots with the Demonic Path…”
“How can I be in cahoots with someone from the demonic path!”
Feng Lan looked very agitated and subconsciously raised her voice. “Sister, do you really not believe me?”
“It’s not a matter of whether I believe you or not. Do you know that if I had gone over slightly later, Yixuan and the other young mistresses would very likely have been killed by that person from the Demonic Path who transformed into me? Moreover…
“If I had gone over slightly later, that person from the Demonic Path would have pointed all the evidence at me. Sister, what do you think will happen?”
“I…”
“Many people saw you bringing Yi Xuan and the others to the lake. When I’m framed, won’t they think you’re an accomplice?”
Feng Lan didn’t expect Feng Ling to suddenly be so aggressive. She wanted to say something, but Feng Ling beat her to it every time.
Her heart sank. She sensitively realized that the person in front of her had changed. She didn’t trust her as much as before.
At the thought of this, a murderous glint flashed across Feng Lan’s heart.
However, she quickly retracted this murderous aura.
Feng Ling looked at Feng Lan coldly and sneered in her heart. However, her face was still tense. “No matter what, you should stay in this courtyard for the time being. This can also stop people from gossiping.”
“Sister, you’re still blaming me, right?” Feng Lan looked like she couldn’t accept it. As she shook her head, she retreated, and tears flowed down her face.
Feng Ling looked at her. “I’m doing this for your own good.”
After saying that, she said to the maidservant standing there, “Watch the Guardian. Don’t let her go out for the time being.”
“Yes, Priestess.”
Feng Ling turned around and left.
Feng Lan covered her face and started crying. She looked extremely sad.
Actually, a strong murderous aura had already flashed across her heart, and she sneered in her heart.
My good sister, did you notice something?
Even if you sense something, as long as you don’t have evidence, I know that you can’t do anything to me. Can’t be helped, since I’m your biological sister.
“Guardian, don’t be sad.”
The two maidservants standing there looked at each other and advised,
“The priestess must be doing this for your own good. I think the priestess is very vexed. She must be doing this to get you out of this.”
“Yes. The priestess dotes on you so much. How can she bear to deliberately hurt your heart?”
Feng Lan also thought so, so she suddenly felt smug.
She let go and nodded at the two of them. “I know. You can go down. I want to rest.”
With that, she walked in and closed the door.
The moment the door closed, she spat out a mouthful of black blood. She wiped the blood off the corners of her lips and smiled strangely. “My good sister, I have to thank you for grounding me and giving me time to recuperate!”
…
After Feng Ling walked out of Feng Lan’s courtyard, the corners of her lips curled up.
She muttered, “Can’t I change my destined fate? But what if I insist on trying?”
She planned to ground Feng Lan in her courtyard first and then investigate how to find Yan, or to wake up the memories of the later lives of the king. (Since that mirror said that the two of them would meet again, she would try a few more methods.)
After Feng Ling walked back to her bedroom, the first thing she did was openly send guards to guard Feng Lan’s courtyard. Then, she used talismans to make many small paper effigies to monitor her.
The next morning, Feng Ling went to the High Priestess.
The High Priestess also learned about last night.
Chu Luo told her in detail what happened last night.
Towards the end, she deliberately added, “Last night, I personally saw Lan’er bring Yi Xuan and the other ladies over, but I…”
At this point, she deliberately stopped.
When the High Priestess heard this, she was silent for a while before saying, “Your method is right. Lan’er has always been very loyal to you. I don’t believe that she has any connection to the people of the Demonic Path.”
Feng Ling nodded. She knew that Feng Lan’s disguise was flawless. If she hadn’t returned to five months ago, she wouldn’t have discovered her true appearance.
So she wasn’t in a hurry to say anything.
After coming out from where the High Priestess lived, Feng Ling had originally planned to go to the Treasure House. However, she remembered that she had almost finished reading the books in the Treasure House, and there weren’t any books she needed inside.
After thinking for a while, she said to a guard behind her, “Take some people to the public and find me some books on gossip or unofficial history. The more the better. I want all kinds, especially those books on folklore.”
“Yes.”
After instructing this matter, Feng Ling thought about what would happen in the next five months as she walked.
As she walked, she actually arrived near the palace.
She looked at the majestic palace wall and thought about how to wake Yan up before coming to look for the king. However, just as she was about to turn around, she heard the sound of horses’ hooves coming from behind the high wall.
The place where Feng Ling was standing was close to the door. Soon, she saw dozens of guards riding horses as they quickly left.
Feng Ling didn’t mind and turned to walk back.
The second day.
Not long after Feng Ling woke up, she heard her maidservant report, “Priestess, His Majesty sent someone to send you a carriage of books.”