After returning to the original place, Ning Shu waited for a while before the old man slowly appeared. His back was still bent, but his spirit was clearly worse than before. The hand holding the horsetail whisk was slightly trembling, as if he had just experienced something.
Ning Shu was smart, so she quickly understood: "Thank you, teacher, for saving my life."
The old man raised his eyelids and looked at her with disdain. He picked up a dusty stool and sat down: "Don't waste your time trying to get close to me. It's useless. I only helped you tonight because of my old master. Now that you've seen the corpse and you've broken through the place, hurry up and leave. Don't be an eyesore to me."
Ning Shu's heart skipped a beat when she keenly caught a key word. She tried to sound him out in her heart, but in the end, she vaguely said: "Dare I ask, when did teacher enter the palace? I'm afraid you've worked hard in the palace for decades. This place is not a place for rest. In order to repay teacher for saving me today, I'm willing to serve teacher until death. "
The old man was very sharp and seemed to have guessed Ning Shu's plan. He sneered and looked at her: "What are you trying to find out in a roundabout way? Playing these little tricks in front of me. If you don't leave now, I won't be able to guarantee your safety."
The old man waved his horsetail whisk and got up to see her out. Ning Shu was rebuffed and could only resentfully follow him to leave through the corner gate. When she stepped out of the corner gate, Ning Shu thought about it and decided to thank the old man again: "No matter what the reason is, teacher really helped me today. You really saved me. Ning Shu will remember it forever." She bowed deeply to his back and respectfully gave him a big bow.
Just as the corner gate was about to close and Ning Shu was about to leave, the old man inside suddenly stopped. He peeked out an eye from the crack of the door and said in a deep voice: "Wait."
Ning Shu looked up in surprise.
"Seeing that you still know some etiquette, I'll reluctantly say a few words to you: Imperial matters, unless you have three thousand lives, don't meddle. Some things, if you ask too much, you'll poke a hole in the sky. "
With a muffled sound, the crack of the door closed and there was no more sound.
What did he mean?
Ning Shu's brows didn't loosen until she met with Huimo and Changping at the appointed place. She kept thinking about these two unpredictable sentences. The sky had already lit up in silence. The sun was about to rise, dyeing the horizon a faint red.
Seeing the redness, Changping's sharp eyes caught her arm. "Ah, why is your arm injured again? It's so long! "
Hui Mo came over and frowned, "This wound is thin and sharp. It is obviously caused by sword Qi! I was hiding near Ji 'an's residence earlier, and I heard some commotion coming from there. Did someone notice your presence? If I had known earlier, I would have gone in with you! "
Ning Shu was still thinking about what had happened that night. Countless complicated thoughts collided and danced in her mind. None of them seemed to be related, but she felt as if she had touched the edge of all of them and was just waiting for a thread to connect them all. The answer, like a shy bride, was only separated from her by a red veil, but she was always looking at the flowers through the fog.
She thought hard and answered casually, "One more person would be more dangerous. It's just a small wound. I'm fine."
Under the faint light of the morning sun, she stood firmly without moving. She forced her mind and heart to keep moving, and she couldn't slack off even for a moment.
Plum blossom kiss, Empress Zhou, the late Crown Prince, the moon overhead, the chaos in the palace, the emperor's concubine, the Swallowing Fire, the blood feud … Images flashed in front of her like a merry-go-round. Laughing, crying, screaming, crazy, thousands of thoughts, entangled.
Yes, she knew. She knew. The answer was in her mind. She definitely knew it!
Almost there, almost there! Ning Shu, think hard. You can do it. You'll figure it out soon!
"How can you be fine? Such a long wound needs to be bandaged quickly. Maybe there's some poison on the sword. Why don't you care about your own body?" Xiao Zhangping was angry and nagged. But Ning Shu didn't respond to her for a long time. She seemed to have fallen into a trance.
Xiao Zhangping stomped her feet and reached out to pull her, "Hey, are you serious? Why don't you say a word? Could it be that your five senses were destroyed as well? Or is there really poison on the sword? Ah, Hui Mo, look at her. What should we do? I knew that the Ji 'an Institute was filled with Yin Qi and ghosts. Could it be that she was possessed by an evil spirit? Could it be that she wasn't Ning Shu? I'm begging you, please wake up! If you're really stupid, how can I explain it to the Shizi and the Marquess? "
Ning Shu was suddenly pulled by her and staggered. She suddenly woke up from her trance.
A cold light flashed in her mind. Like a silver needle, it slid through the thousands of thoughts like a fish. All the complicated and disorderly threads were hooked into a dark red embroidery. Smelling the embroidery, the coffin hidden in the dark moved. The person inside pushed the coffin and sat up, showing her a mysterious smile.
"I understand." She muttered to herself, her face pale, "I understand everything!"
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