Chapter 181: Go to Death Calmly: Princess, I Am Here to Accompany You
As soon as Shen Qing finished speaking, she saw the two tentacles on the top of Fusang Gu's head trembling slightly, and after a moment, it quickly and accurately crawled in the direction of Lu Yan.
Although it had its eyes closed, it could accurately capture Lu Yan's breath.
Because it had just swallowed a drop of Lu Yan's blood.
Lu Yan wanted to dodge, but he saw Fusang Gu stopped an inch in front of him, looking up at him.
Lu Yan immediately understood what it meant. He picked up the silver needle and pricked his fingertip. Two drops of blood rolled down the table. Fuso Gu immediately raised its two tentacles, one on the left and one on the right, and inserted them into the blood drops.
As the blood was continuously sucked in by Fusang Gu, Lu Yan could faintly feel that the connection between one person and one Gu was slightly closer.
Fuso Gu is thirsty for his blood.
Fuso Gu drank about two cups of Lu Yan's blood before he stopped. His originally slim body had gained a lot of weight visible to the naked eye, and was now as long as one of Shen Qing's fingertips.
Lu Yan was slightly dizzy, but suddenly felt a pain in his fingertips, and his consciousness instantly returned to clarity. He saw that Fuso Gu had penetrated along his fingertips, but disappeared in an instant.
Lu Yan could feel the Fuso Gu wandering along his fingertips to his forearm, moving upwards.
Shen Qing, who was sitting opposite, stared at Lu Yan unblinkingly. Even though Aunt Jing had just said that the Gu worm would live in the body of the Gu, Shen Qing could not help but feel a little worried. After all, this kind of weird thing was still It is beyond ordinary people's cognition.
It wasn't until it reached Lu Yan's heart that Fusang Gu completely calmed down.
A bit of surprise flashed across Lu Yan's face, and Shen Qing quickly asked, "How's it going?"
Lu Yan was silent for a while before answering: "It seems...asleep?"
Shen Qing: "???"
How can he have the same virtue as Tuanzi?
Before Shen Qing could ask again, she heard Lize's voice coming from outside the door, "Master, Grandma Jing is ready to leave the house."
Hearing this, Lu Yan and Shen Qing stood up at the same time. They had guessed where Nanny Jing wanted to go.
…
At the gate of Prince Jing'an's Mansion, Grandma Jing glanced at the plaque above her head one last time, then turned around and walked towards the city gate without any hesitation.
She wanted to go out of the city because Mo Wansheng's tomb was on Yuqing Mountain, ten miles east of the city gate.
Half an hour later, Nanny Jing successfully exited the city gate. As soon as she walked onto a small road, she saw two carriages parked not far away. One of the ebony carriages looked particularly eye-catching.
Grandma Jing was startled, Lu Yan is here?
The next moment, the carriage door was opened, and Lu Yan looked at Grandma Jing with gentle eyebrows, "Mammy, Yuqing Mountain is far away from here, so I'd better send Grandma there."
A smile broke out at the corners of Aunt Jing's lips, and she nodded at Lu Yan.
When Grandma Jing got on the carriage, she saw that Shen Qing was also there. There were three cups of warm tea on the small table. It seemed that the two of them had been waiting for a while.
The carriage started swaying again. Shen Qing handed the tea to Grandma Jing. Lu Yan stared at her and said, "Grandma has suffered a lot these years."
Aunt Jing smiled and answered the question: "The prince has really found a good wife. I believe that the princess knows her well and can rest assured."
Lu Yan said again: "Mom, after seeing the mother-in-law, I will find a secluded place for you to retire in peace, okay?"
Aunt Jing heard the deep meaning of Lu Yan's words and refused to say anything: "Your Majesty, I have been hiding for eight years. I am really tired. Now I just want to have a good rest. The princess is alone down there, she is too lonely." Now, I have to go and accompany her."
Lu Yan pursed his lips and said nothing, and Shen Qing suddenly said, "After so many years, don't you want to go back to Lingnan to see me again?"
Aunt Jing shook her head, "I don't want to think about it anymore. Where the princess is, that's where the old slave goes."
As she finished speaking, she seemed to have remembered something. A smile appeared on her lips and she began to talk about her past with the two of them.
Grandma Jing is now fifty-two years old. She was sold to the Mo family by her father when she was twelve years old. She was taken by Fu Zhi, who lived in the Mo family as a cousin of the Mo family, and became her personal maid.
Later, Fu Zhi married Mr. Mo, who was still the eldest son of the Mo family. The two were inseparable. They had three children in five years, and Mo Wansheng was the youngest.
However, Fu Zhi was injured when she was playing with Sheng in Sheng Mo. Even though Mr. Mo found many famous doctors, they couldn't keep Fu Zhi.
After Fu Zhi's death, Nanny Jing became Mo Wansheng's personal nanny. She watched her grow from an infant to a young girl, and finally followed Mo Wansheng from Lingnan to Shengjing. Looking back now, Discovered that forty years had passed.
Speaking of Mo Wansheng, Grandma Jing said more, "Mr. Mo is devoted to the old lady and grew up in such a family. Therefore, although the princess has not been cared for by her mother since she was a child, she still has an innocent temperament. She is smart, pure and kind, and is the best girl in the world..."
Speaking of this, Grandma Jing suddenly fell silent, because such an innocent and innocent girl finally lost her life bit by bit in Shengjing, a place that eats people without spitting out their bones.
After a long silence, Grandma Jing smiled again and said, "Your Majesty and Miss Shen are sending this slave off for the last time. This slave's life has been fulfilled."
There was a brief silence in the carriage. Aunt Jing took a satisfied sip of the tea that Shen Qing poured for her and said again: "Your Majesty, Miss Shen, the Fusang Gu matter is of great importance. You must keep it a secret, except for the two of you." No one can say anything else.”
Gu is rare and powerful. It can be a life-saving trump card, but it can also be a fatal reminder.
Until the two agreed, Madam Jing closed her eyes against the carriage. She had spent her whole life in the rush of memories. She was really tired.
…
When the group arrived at Yuqing Mountain, the sun had already set, and there was only a broken sunset glow on the horizon, red like blood that stung people's eyes.
The tomb of Mo Wansheng was spotless and there was not a trace of weeds. It was obvious that someone often cleaned it.
Seeing Mo Wansheng's tombstone, Madam Jing burst into tears and knelt in front of the tomb and cried: "Princess... It's been eight years, and this old slave finally... sees you again."
Shen Qing and Lu Yan stood not far behind Madam Jing, and their hearts couldn't help but feel sour.
Lu Yan grabbed Shen Qing's hand and said solemnly: "Jiaojiao, I will definitely find out the truth of that year." His voice was a little choked, and his eyes were always looking forward. I don't know if this is said to Shen Qing or to himself.
Shen Qinghui held his fingers tightly, his voice soft but firm, "I will always stand by your side, and together with you, we will find out everything that happened in the past."
Lu Yan responded, but he saw from the corner of his eye that Madam Jing suddenly stood up, took a few steps back, bowed three times devoutly to Mo Wansheng's tomb, and then resolutely rushed towards the tombstone.
A "bang" sounded, and the two saw Madam Jing's body slowly sliding down, and the blood on her forehead continued to spurt out along the blood hole as big as the mouth of a cup, instantly dyeing most of the tombstone red.
Even so, Madam Jing's fingers still grasped the edge of the tombstone tightly, and she seemed to be reluctant to let go.
At the last moment of her life, Madam Jing looked at the name on the tombstone with a warm face, raised the corners of her lips, and murmured: "Princess, I am here to accompany you."