Chapter 121 The Times of Wind and Storm (1/2)

It was already July. For a continuous period of five days, it was either raining or cloudy in Shendu City. The wind howled, and the strange weather had inspired a lot of distracting thoughts, causing the people to be uneasy.

Zhao Xiang dressed himself in a casual outfit and came to the clinic once again. He was not here to get his sickness treated, but was here to ask about a sickness; he was asking on behalf of someone else.

Even though it was cloudy and moody outside, the interior of the clinic was bright.

On the wall of the clinic, there was a copper lamp. It was extra bright, and the flame shook slightly without giving off any smoke.

Zhao Xiang gave an extra glance at the copper lamp, and he realized that there was no lamp oil inside. The flame seemed to be perpetually lit, and there was no sign of it being extinguished.

Shen Lian was clothed in a robe of sea blue, and he focused his attention on rubbing the ink stick on the ink slab. The ink was purplish red, and a gash could be seen on his arm. Zhao Xiang did not know what kind of ink it was, whether it was mixed with blood, but he did know that a peculiar person like Shen Lian would often do something that could not be understood by the common folk.

He greeted Shen Lian before detailing his actual purpose.

”Are you saying that Her Majesty is sick?” Shen Lian asked without turning his head.

”Yes, my grandmother has been overseeing the Dynasty for thirty years, never once did she fall sick. However, she fell sick this time around and she prohibited us from visiting,” Zhao Xiang was more subtle then, but his charismatic aura remained.

This was his nature and was not something that could be covered up.

”Did His Highness the Crown Prince sent you here to ask me?” Shen Lian queried.

”No, I came here on my own accord. But my Lord Father must be curious too,” Zhao Xiang replied.

”Her Majesty is not sick,” Shen Lian pondered before replying.

Zhao Xiang looked slightly disappointed. The last person that the Empress summoned before she fell sick was Shen Lian. As for what happened that day at Xiangji Temple, no one knew. Someone claimed to have seen flying dragon and Buddha hovered over the top of Xiangji Temple.

If that was real, it would be a sign of prosperity instead of calamity. Why would the Empress try to silence everyone then?

Kuhui must have known something about it, and a lot of people in the palace tried to get him to talk. However, the old monk was well-versed in the way of the world and did not let up. However, he did tell something to those from the East Palace; he told them that the Empress had seen Shen Lian before she fell sick.

Naturally, Zhao Xiang would not suspect Shen Lian. However, since his grandmother was not sick, could it be all part of pretense in order to test them? According to his understanding of his grandmother, she was not someone like that.

To the Empress, she was grand and almighty, and there was no need for her to resort to these petty methods.

Though, Zhao Xiang could not understand the reason why the words about this incident got out.

”Go back and tell your father that, ”The eight winds cannot move me, for I am sitting upright on the golden purple lotus blossom”,” said Shen Lian.

To overcome dynamic by being static, this was indeed the best way to deal with an unclear situation.

Zhao Xiang finally understood why his father did not tell him to ask Shen Lian and did not stop him from coming either.

His father wanted to tell him about it through Shen Lian’s words.

Zhao Xiang finally understood what he should have understood, and left. He could tell that Shen Lian was in the midst of something really important, and he should not disturb him any longer.

When Shen Lian saw Zhao Xiang, he could tell that his purple Qi was a lot more stable. It gave off the feel of the first sunrise, and all living beings thrived.