Whether alive or dead, Alang is a member of the Yunjiang tribe, and he must return to Yunjiang.
Hai Ling and the others returned to Liuyue Palace from Lanyuan Palace. Inside the main hall, Feng Qian grabbed Hai Ling and spoke anxiously.
“Ling’er, don’t be anxious. I’ll go back to Yunjiang with Sese and the others right away. You know, Nalan Qianxun is very powerful. He will definitely find a way to break the curse of the Soft Love Silk. Don’t be impatient. If he can’t come up with a solution, I will never talk to him again.”
Feng Qian spoke in a deep voice, her eyes filled with cold light.
Hai Ling smiled faintly and reached out to pull Feng Qian: "Don't be like this. It's not his fault. Why can't you talk to him?"
"No, this is trouble caused by their Yunjiang clan. He has to find a way to deal with it, otherwise, I will not forgive him."
After Feng Qian finished speaking, she stood up anxiously, preparing to leave and return to Yunjiang. She was sure that Nalan Qianxun would have a way to break the curse. He was the lord of the Yunjiang clan. If he didn't even have this much ability, why should she stay in Yunjiang for him?
"Ling'er, I'm leaving. If you need anything, just hang this outside the Hefu Restaurant with my name on it, and someone will notify me if you need to see me. However, I will definitely be back as soon as possible. Just wait."
After she finished speaking, she left behind the token of the Yunjiang tribe and left in a hurry, ignoring even Hailing's cries.
Se Se and the others left with her. Inside the main hall, Hai Ling watched Feng Qian leave, then slowly withdrew her gaze. Under the lamplight, her face was as pale as paper, yet she was strikingly beautiful.
Ji Shaocheng, Shen Ruoxuan, and the others looked at her with heartache, but they were helpless. This so-called curse was something they couldn't break.
"That damned thing actually gave Ling'er this kind of thing, what am I?"
Ji Shaocheng was at his wit's end. He clenched his fist and angrily pounded the table beside him, filled with resentment.
Shen Ruoxuan frowned and said in a deep voice, "Actually, I believe Feng Qian's words. This Soft Love Silk of Yunjiang is probably not insurmountable. There must be a way to solve it. Everything in the world can be solved."
As soon as he finished speaking, he thought of what Alang had said: to untangle the knot of affection, one must kill the one one loves. How could Hailing kill Ye Lingfeng? Therefore, she would rather suffer herself and be separated from him than kill Ye Lingfeng.
The hall was silent; no one spoke, except for Nalan Mingzhu's soft sobs.
Hai Ling calmed down a bit, looked down at the people below, and slowly said, "It's alright, I don't want to think about that now. Ruan Qing Si won't take my life for the time being, so don't worry about it either. Now I'm leaving Bei Lu and going to Dengzhou, but I'm really worried about the affairs of the Bei Lu court. I'm afraid that after I leave, Prince Zhaoyang might have some ulterior motives."
Hai Ling spoke calmly, "It was clear in the main hall today that Prince Zhaoyang wanted to sit on the throne. He probably has always had this thought, but he has covered it up with his playboy image, which is why people are careless. In addition, the Empress Dowager always makes people uneasy. Her actions are incomprehensible."
"Both the Empress Dowager and Prince Zhaoyang are unsettling."
"Yes, the Empress Dowager's actions are really illogical. Moreover, she actually revealed Master's birth date and time to that fake emperor. Logically speaking, she should have been wary when the fake emperor asked her about this. Why did she tell him? Or does she want to use the fake emperor to deal with Master?"
Shen Ruoxuan spoke sharply. The Empress Dowager and the Empress have always been at odds. She hadn't thought about it deeply before, but now she realized that the Empress Dowager's scheming was probably very deep. But what exactly was her purpose? When the fake emperor ceded the throne to Prince Zhaoyang, she actually agreed to it.
"When I left Bianliang, my biggest worry was the Empress Dowager. Shen Ruoxuan, do you have any medicine that makes people drowsy but is harmless?"
As soon as Hai Ling spoke, Ji Shaocheng, Shen Ruoxuan, and the others understood what she wanted to do.
"Are you planning to drug the Empress Dowager so she won't have time to think about anything else?"
Hai Ling nodded: "That's right. I won't be at ease until I get to Dengzhou and see with my own eyes that Ye is alright."
As Hai Ling thought of Ye Lingfeng, the stabbing pain in her chest surged again, each stab causing excruciating pain. Her face paled even further. Thinking of the love potion she had been poisoned with, she felt a deep sadness in her heart. Was she and Ye destined never to be together? Her heart ached, yet she couldn't stop thinking about it. The pain only deepened until Ji Shaocheng called her.
"Ling'er, Ling'er."
She regained some clarity and stopped thinking about Ye Lingfeng. When she stopped thinking about Ye Lingfeng, the stinging pain in her chest disappeared, and she felt completely unharmed.
"Brother, you stay in Bianliang City to keep an eye on the people in the court and also send people to keep an eye on the movements in the Prince Zhaoyang's mansion. I'm leaving the imperial edict's gold token with you. If the Prince Zhaoyang does anything wrong, you should send troops to arrest him and throw him into the Ministry of Justice's prison."
Upon hearing Hai Ling's words as she assigned tasks, Ji Shaocheng's expression changed.
He was not comfortable letting Ling'er go to Dengzhou alone, so he quickly refused: "Ling'er, I'm worried about you going to Dengzhou alone. I'll go with you."
Hai Ling reached out and grasped Ji Shaocheng's hand: "Brother, I will be fine on my way to Dengzhou. What I'm most worried about is Bianliang. You must help me protect the land of Beilu and prevent it from falling into chaos."
"Ling'er".
When Ji Shaocheng heard his sister say this, he felt very heavy-hearted. He knew that he was the only one who could help Ling'er protect everything in Beilu, but he was worried about his sister going to Dengzhou alone.
Shen Ruoxuan, standing to one side, said, "General Ji, don't worry. I will accompany my master to Dengzhou and will ensure that nothing happens to her."
Hearing Shen Ruoxuan's words, Ji Shaocheng finally felt relieved and nodded, no longer insisting on following Hailing.
Hai Ling listened to Shen Ruoxuan's words but said nothing.
"Shen Ruoxuan is accompanying me to Dengzhou. Don't worry, brother, I'll be fine."
She will be fine, but from now on, she can no longer stay with Ye. She only has her child. The two of them are destined not to be together. Could it be that they suffered some kind of curse in their previous life? Otherwise, why is it so difficult for them to be together?
Since she could no longer be with Ye, she made a decision: she would go to Dengzhou, and once she was sure Ye was alright, she would go to Da Zhou to find Jiang Batian and avenge her mother.
With this in mind, I decided what I would do next.
"Shilan, go to Cixi Palace."
Shi Lan acknowledged the order, and Shen Ruoxuan took out a pill and gave it to Shi Lan: "You must be careful not to arouse the Empress Dowager's suspicion. Put it in her tea. This medicine is colorless and tasteless, so she won't be able to taste it."
"This servant understands."
Shi Lan withdrew, and Hai Ling looked at Ji Shaocheng: "Brother, you should take your men out of the palace. Don't cause any trouble. Tomorrow morning, I will leave Bianliang City for Dengzhou. We, brother and sister, will bid farewell here."
"Ling'er, once we're sure the Emperor is alright, you must come back as soon as possible. Then we'll work together to figure out how to break this 'soft love bond.' We'll definitely find a way."
"Um."
Hai Ling didn't tell Ji Shaocheng that after confirming Ye Lingfeng was alright, she didn't plan to come back. She decided to go to the Great Zhou Dynasty to kill Jiang Batian for her mother and then find a place to live in seclusion.
She was pregnant. Hailing reached out and touched her belly. Fortunately, the soft silk had no effect on her child. This was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
Ji Shaocheng slowly retreated, and Nalan Mingzhu rose to see him off as he left the palace. The two walked together to the outside of the main hall of Liuyue Palace. Over the past few days, Nalan Mingzhu had clearly seen that Ji Shaocheng did not want to marry her. Tomorrow, she would also accompany her mistress to leave Bianliang City, though others would not know. She had followed her mistress for three years and knew her plans. Her mistress would not return, so she could only stay with her. That was why she had come out to tell Ji Shaocheng.