bestfiction Chapter 202 Moon Goddess: I really don't know how!
Chapter 202 Moon Goddess: I really don't know how!
After leaving Zhangtai Palace, Ying Jing did not immediately return to the Prince's residence.
He had been thinking about Han Fei and spending time with Hong Lian these past two days, and in doing so, he had overlooked something.
If Ying Zheng hadn't mentioned it earlier, Ying Jing might not have remembered it so easily.
Lady Xiang!
When Ying Jing left the Star-Picking Tower that day, he specifically mentioned to the Moon Goddess that he would be waiting for Lady Xiang at the Young Master's residence.
Han Fei has already embarked on his journey back home, but there has been no movement from Lady Xiang's side.
It would be a lie to say that Ying Jing truly had many feelings for Lady Xiang, but it wouldn't be accurate to say he was completely indifferent either.
After all, she was a woman who called him husband, so as a man, he would certainly have his share of greed and possessiveness.
Ying Jing had to come and see what had happened.
At the same time, he also wanted to see the Moon Goddess again, as the Yin-Yang School could not avoid the matter that Ying Zheng had mentioned.
If Ying Jing hadn't heard Ying Zheng say this himself, he wouldn't have believed that the Yin-Yang School's Dongjun, Yueshen, and Xiangfuren had all been brought into Changxinjun's household.
But now, it's uncertain whether Donghuang Taiyi will be able to remain calm!
The Yin-Yang School's headquarters, the Star-Picking Tower.
The seven-story wooden pagoda rises majestically from the ground, its entire body lacquered in black, with bronze bells hanging from its eaves.
The twenty-eight constellations are embedded between the eaves and brackets of each layer. The stars are based on magnets and covered with thin mica sheets as thin as cicada wings. When the sunlight shines, the light spots travel on the ground in the ecliptic path.
The four characters "仰观俯察" on the main gate plaque are engraved in small seal script and filled with cinnabar.
Ying Jing returned to this place once again.
There were no guards around, and the place seemed completely silent, making Ying Jing even wonder if it was deserted.
The door was opened without much effort, and there was no one on the first floor.
Ying Jing grew increasingly suspicious, but then he suddenly heard the voice of the Moon Goddess: "Changxin Jun, just go straight to the top floor."
Although all six sword slaves had been sent out, Ying Jing was skilled and daring enough not to worry that the Yin Yang School could pose any threat to him. He went straight up the spiral staircase to the top floor without stopping.
The top floor of the Star-Picking Tower.
The curtains on all sides were drawn, but it was not dark.
Upon entering this place, Ying Jing felt as if he had entered another world. Floating stardust rushed towards him, and tens of thousands of fragments of luminous pearls were lifted by an invisible force, forming a star map on the dome.
The flickering light from several rows of red candles combined to illuminate the pavilion.
Purple tendrils hung in the air, moving without wind, mysteriously so.
Ying Jing frowned somewhat displeased: "Is the Imperial Advisor trying to play tricks on me?"
"The Moon Goddess has received the King of Qin's order, but she simply wants to get to know her future partner first. Why should Lord Changxin be angry?"
Her calm, detached tone was still accompanied by her sky-blue veil.
The moon goddess's figure slowly emerged behind a canopy, her decorations and clothing unchanged from when they last met.
Her slender, jade-like hands were folded over her lower abdomen, giving her a mysterious and aloof appearance.
Ying Jing merely sneered: "If you want to talk about understanding, Grand Preceptor, you should take off your blindfold before you say that!"
The Moon Goddess remained silent for a moment, then actually raised her hand and removed the veil from her eyes.
Without the veil covering her eyes, the moon goddess's beauty and temperament instantly rose to a whole new level.
His eyes were like two bottomless pools, etched with the most brilliant stars in the night sky.
His pupils were as black as ink, yet deep within them lay a hint of deep blue, as if they could devour all light, and as if they held endless years and secrets.
At first glance, Ying Jing seemed to see the vastness and boundlessness of the universe, and glimpse the intertwined threads of fate.
"Would Lord Changxin be satisfied with this?"
The veil was casually tossed aside, and the Moon Goddess clasped her hands together again. Her tone remained unchanged, but it seemed to have lost some of its aloofness and indifference; she was still calm and profound.
"satisfy?"
Ying Jing merely scoffed: "When we last met, the Grand Preceptor also mentioned that my reputation for being a womanizer had spread throughout the seven kingdoms. Is that enough for you? Does the Grand Preceptor look down on me?"
The Moon Goddess remained silent, her obsession had shifted, she was determined to seize Changxin-jun before Dongjun could, and she would stop at nothing to do so!
Even if the King of Qin's orders included Dongjun and Xiangfuren, it wouldn't matter; as long as she could get ahead, it would be a victory.
If that's not possible, then making that senior sister, who is hailed as the most extraordinary woman in the Yin-Yang School, angry is also acceptable.
However, the Moon Goddess truly doesn't know how to deal with Changxin-kun, who seems completely indifferent to her and even harbors a slight aversion towards her.
She had never learned how to please people.
I have no experience and absolutely no idea how to do it.
Removing the veil was, in the eyes of the moon goddess, an act of yielding and bowing down.
Normally, shouldn't Lord Changxin have just laughed it off? But he was still not satisfied.
You can't just take off your clothes like that!
Where is Lady Xiang?
Ying Jing had no idea what the Moon Goddess was thinking, and he was getting impatient as he still hadn't seen Lady Xiang.
There was even a faint suspicion that the Moon Goddess might have done something behind the scenes.
Seemingly sensing Ying Jing's suspicion, the Moon Goddess spoke softly, "Lady Xiang is in... the meditation room on the far left of the third floor."
"Since Lord Changxin left that day, the struggle between Ehuang and Nüying has become increasingly fierce, so they are unable to go to the young master's residence."
As if knowing what Ying Jing wanted to ask, the Moon Goddess simply answered in advance.
"Another fight? They can't even go to the young master's residence?"
Having gotten the answer he wanted, Ying Jing had no intention of lingering any longer: "I hope that next time we meet, Your Majesty the Moon Goddess will be able to give me a deeper understanding."
Upon reaching the top of the steps, Ying Jing added, "Of course, if Your Majesty the Moon Goddess wishes to learn more about me, you are welcome to visit my residence in Hanoi."
"As you said, Moon Goddess, one should always have some understanding of one's future partner."
The moon goddess did not speak; she remained silent throughout.
Once Ying Jing's footsteps faded into the distance, she suddenly appeared behind the innermost tent in an instant.
The two hands, which had been clasped together at the lower abdomen, parted, and true energy surged, forming a mysterious hand seal...
The Moon Goddess was nowhere to be found in the mysterious hall on the top floor.
When Ying Jing arrived at the leftmost room on the third floor, the door opened before he could even knock.
Lady Xiang rushed forward and hugged his waist tightly, pressing her head against his chest as if to listen to his heartbeat.
"Husband...my husband...you've finally come!"
Ying Jing's brow twitched slightly.