blogombal Chapter 1993 If He Knew
Chapter 1993 If He Knew
Qian Dingxing said with such certainty that Cui Liyue was not a member of the Xuanmen sect.
Lu Zhaoling didn't know how he found out.
“Don’t you not recognize my mother?” she asked.
Qian Dingxing said, "I don't know her, but I know she's not a member of the Xuanmen sect. I'm just guessing."
"A guess?"
“If your mother were a member of the Xuanmen sect, she would never have raised you to be so weak before the age of sixteen.” Qian Dingxing glanced at her and said, “Don’t you know? With talent like this, the earlier you start learning Xuan arts, the higher your cultivation level will be. Moreover, learning Xuan arts actually requires a strong body.”
Lu Zhaoling then looked at Yin Changxing. Needless to say, her master must have told Qian Dingxing about her arrival in the capital a few years ago.
Otherwise, Qian Dingxing wouldn't have known that she was so weak before she was sixteen.
"Couldn't it be because she was injured or her life was cut off, and she simply couldn't save me?"
Although Lu Zhaoling also felt that this possibility was unlikely, she still wanted to know why Qian Dingxing was so certain.
"Before she passed away, she at least thought of ways to make you stronger," Qian Dingxing said.
Moreover, if Cui Liyue were a member of the Xuanmen sect, even if she couldn't be considered him, he would still have some sense of it before his time was up.
Giving your daughter a talisman and a sachet should be enough to protect her and make her stronger.
But I heard there was nothing there.
I heard that when Lu Zhaoling was sixteen years old and entered the capital, she was almost snatched away by some playboy to be his concubine.
He was also injured and almost lost his life.
If she hadn't met Prince Jin, she might have been doomed. Although meeting Prince Jin could be considered her destiny, if it was her destined marriage, even if they hadn't met under those circumstances, there would have been other opportunities to meet him in the future.
"Anyway, she's either a beginner disciple who just entered the Xuanmen sect and only learned the basics."
Qian Dingxing glanced at Lu Zhaoling as he spoke, “These things weren’t said by your master. On my way to Yunbei, I also overheard some conversations about various things happening in the capital. Your past encounter with Prince Jin is something that many people still talk about.”
Who can blame Lu Zhaoling for being a very famous person now?
The Prince of Jin was also like that.
This combination of royalty and a Taoist master is something that many people will talk about for a long time.
It was because of what he heard that he asked Yin Changxing about the matter, and Yin Changxing told him the truth.
After all, those things are no longer secrets.
Yin Changxing also felt that Qian Dingxing might know something. He didn't know it now, but what if he suddenly remembered it one day? Since he wanted to know something from him, he had to answer the questions when the other party asked them. It was a kind of exchange.
Lu Zhaoling also felt that Qian Dingxing's guess was correct.
After all, there are many protective talismans in the Xuanmen (Taoist sect). Even those with ordinary cultivation can always draw a few protective talismans and peace talismans.
But in her memory, she really didn't have any.
There was nothing related among Cui Liyue's belongings.
If Cui Liyue were truly a member of the Xuanmen sect, Lu Ming might reveal something, but during their brief time together, she had never heard Lu Ming mention any relevant clues.
Moreover, Lu Ming thought Cui Liyue was a useless, foolish woman.
Otherwise, how could he have dared to get together with Jin Qiaozhen right under Cui Liyue's nose?
However, Lu Zhaoling always felt that since her father's cultivation level was so high, her mother must have some extraordinary qualities or special strengths to attract him.
It can't just be because she's too good-looking, right?
"I'm giving this to you. Whether you go to Bafang Cliff or not is your business."
Qian Dingxing gave Lu Zhaoling both the painting and the picture of the golden sachet.
"Are we going back to the Prince's Palace now? Didn't you want me to see that painting?"
Lu Zhaoling accepted the painting and then took Qian Dingxing back to the palace.
On the way, she heard people talking by the roadside, so she said to Qingyu, who was driving, "Qingyu, stop for a moment."
Qingyu immediately stopped the carriage.
Lu Zhaoling lifted the carriage curtain and peeked out. Sure enough, she saw Shuixin and Aunt Yao haggling with a vendor at a small roadside stall.
Qingyu whispered, "Your Highness, they are buying wooden combs."
Although Lu Zhaoling saw the stall, she didn't see what they were buying. Only after hearing Qingyu's words did she realize that Aunt Yao was holding a wooden comb.
It must have been made of very ordinary wood, and the comb it was made of was also very ordinary, without any carvings or engravings; it was just the most common and cheapest comb.
But the mother and daughter seemed to be having a lot of trouble negotiating the price.
Aunt Yao originally received so much money from the palace before leaving, but now it seems she can't even afford the cheapest comb.
Thinking that Shui Xin had been chosen by the barbarian high priest and used as a tool, Lu Zhaoling felt a little complicated.
"Qingyin." She turned and called to Qingyin, "Go and invite them to the carriage to talk."
"Yes."
"Qingyu, have Qingsong escort Qiandingxing back to the palace first. I'll be back shortly after."
"Yes."
When Qingyin appeared and said that the princess had invited them, Shuixin and Aunt Yao were both a little surprised. They immediately put down their combs and turned to follow Qingyin to the carriage.
The vendor was about to curse, "You've been haggling for so long and you still won't buy... stingy old lady."
Suddenly realizing what was happening, he glanced at Qingyin, then peered at the carriage over there. His expression changed, and he quickly picked up the comb he had been holding and handed it to Qingyin.
"Young lady, this is the comb that my aunt has taken a liking to. I'm giving it to her as a gift!"
The carriage of Prince Jin!
This must be a maidservant of the Princess Consort of Jin!
"No, no need..." Aunt Yao paused for a moment, then quickly refused.
Qingyin took out a small piece of silver and put it down, generously accepted the comb, and then picked up a wooden hairpin next to her. "Add this to the set."
Although this wooden hairpin is very ordinary, it has a certain rustic charm.
"Thank you so much, young lady!" the vendor exclaimed with delight.
Because that small piece of silver was definitely worth more than the price of those two items, he made a profit.
Qingyin handed the two items to Aunt Yao, saying, "Aunt Yao, please take them."
Aunt Yao bowed her head and accepted the two items. "Thank you, Miss Qingyin."
Shui Xin gently tugged at her clothes and bit her lower lip.
She always felt that this was a bit like being given charity.
However, Aunt Yao ignored her discomfort.
Many of the things she received in the past were gifts from Consort Long, weren't they? She could tell whether Qingyin meant well or was just giving alms.
Sometimes, it's easier to accept a small token of someone's appreciation than to cling to your pride.
She used to be like that, which is why she won the favor of Consort Long.
At this moment, Aunt Yao was still quite emotional.