"Miss," Gan Shiyi caught up with Chu Qianli and Feng Dingchu as they were about to leave the city.
"Shiyi, didn't you and Xi Jiu return to the Imperial City together?"
Chu Qianli was a little surprised, having thought they would have left earlier.
"Xi Jiu and I went to check out the medicine valley from last night."
"It's already burned to ashes. You probably won't see much if you go."
Therefore, Chu Qianli didn't have much expectation for his news.
Shiyi's dark face flushed slightly, and he said helplessly, "Indeed, it's almost completely burned. That fire was too powerful."
Then, he added, "It was Prince Xuan who set the fire when he left."
Chu Qianli pursed her lips and said nothing.
Since Feng Ling was involved in this matter, Hua Rong could not be unrelated.
Unless Feng Ling had also betrayed Hua Rong in secret, Hua Rong and the mastermind behind the medicine valley might very well be the same person.
She just didn't understand some things.
If Hua Rong was indeed the mastermind behind the medicine valley, then why did those medicine people repeatedly hunt down Feng Yexuan?
Feng Yexuan was Hua Rong's son, which didn't make sense.
Were Hua Rong and the person behind the medicine valley the same, or did they have a special relationship?
"Miss, although the medicine valley was burned to ashes, I managed to steal some medicine before that."
Shiyi handed the packet of medicine in his hand to her: "I don't know if this is useful. If you don't mind the trouble, you can take it back and study it."
Chu Qianli originally wanted to say that she had also been to the medicine valley and taken a lot of medicine.
But when Shiyi handed over the packet of medicine, she seemed to sense something was not quite right.
Why was the smell so different?
The difference that ordinary people couldn't detect was magnified at least a hundred times by her nose.
It really wasn't right...
"Okay, I'll take it for now and study it slowly after returning to the Imperial City."
She took the packet of medicine: "I'm returning to the Imperial City. Shiyi, tell Xi Jiu that I need him. See you in the Imperial City!"
"Okay!"
Gan Shiyi turned and left, disappearing in an instant.
This was something that messengers had to learn, having extremely powerful Qinggong.
Shiyi's martial arts were not very high, but his Qinggong was something even she might not be able to match.
Feng Dingchu said faintly, "This time, we really have to go."
He couldn't help but look back into the distance.
The sky was vast and茫然, and this Thousand Year City had nothing to do with him.
It was that person who felt guilty and named the city after him.
But in fact, it was just comforting his own heart.
What did it have to do with him, the so-called rightful owner?
In the end, it was time to leave.
...
The Imperial City had been very lively these past two days.
As soon as Chu Qianli and Feng Dingchu returned, they felt an unusual atmosphere of excitement.
"It's the Lantern Festival in two days. I wonder if the palace will be very lively. I really want to broaden my horizons!"
"How can the palace be lively during this time? Have you forgotten that the Empress Dowager just... recently?"
"That's true. The palace should be solemn now, but Princess Feiyan has arrived, and it's said she's still going to... the palace must at least set up a banquet to entertain her, right?"
"This time, even Prince Hao has arrived. Should our Beiming and Nanming finally see the clouds part to reveal the moon?"
"I hope the two countries will establish good diplomatic relations from now on and have no more conflicts."
The common people were afraid of war, but this was not necessarily the true voice of those in power.
Chu Qianli, drinking tea in a teahouse, glanced at Feng Dingchu, who was sitting opposite her wearing a white hat and veil: "The two countries are going to re-establish diplomatic relations? Ninth Uncle, what do you think?"