sbdcsierra Chapter 390 She picked up her pen and wrote two letters.
Chapter 390 She picked up her pen and wrote two letters.
The clapper had just struck three times at the hour of Hai (9-11 PM), and its lingering sound still echoed through the streets and alleys.
Long Chuqing stood quietly by the window, the cool evening breeze after the rain brushing against her face.
Looking out at the quiet, dark night, she listened to the clear sound of the clapper, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
The phantom image of the phoenix hovered on Long Chuqing's shoulder, its illusory tail feathers swaying gently in the night breeze, each feather shimmering with a golden-red brilliance.
“Qingqing…” Fei Feng’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, her glass-like eyes revealing a hint of solemnity. “Although you have now awakened, your soul has been damaged as a result. We need to find a way to resolve this matter as soon as possible, otherwise…” She paused, her voice low at the end, “the next period of slumber may be even longer.”
This is by no means an exaggeration.
Now that Long Chuqing's spiritual power is sealed, it will be very difficult for her to escape on her own.
It took Fei Feng a lot of effort to wake her from her slumber.
With Fei Feng's current abilities, if she were to fall into a deep sleep again, it would be difficult for her to cope.
If it's just a case of falling into a coma, that's already a relatively optimistic situation; the real fear is that other unforeseen circumstances might occur.
The candlelight in the room flickered gently as Fei Feng spoke, casting flickering shadows on the walls.
Long Chuqing understood better than anyone the dangers of damage to the soul; it was not just a matter of falling into a coma, but could even lead to…
"Yes, I know," Long Chuqing replied softly, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the cold window frame.
"The most urgent task is not only to break the Soul-Devouring Curse and the Spirit-Locking Curse on your body," Fei Feng continued, "but also to find the Soul-Suppressing Grass as soon as possible to strengthen your soul."
Long Chuqing frowned slightly. The feeling of damage to her soul was like a thin mist shrouding the depths of her consciousness, sometimes clear and sometimes unclear.
She could feel her soul being eroded by something, or as if bound by an invisible membrane. The feeling was like looking at something in water, indistinct and unclear.
"Soul-Suppressing Grass..." she sighed softly, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes: "Has it lost its effectiveness so quickly?"
To consolidate the lost soul and spirit, she once consumed a thousand-year-old Soul-Suppressing Grass. That spiritual herb was something she, Fei Feng, and Feng Yu had searched for after overcoming countless hardships and venturing deep into the Netherworld Valley.
Fei Feng once said that the medicinal power of this Soul-Suppressing Grass could last for at least three hundred years.
Unexpectedly, the appearance of the Soul-Devouring Curse would accelerate the deterioration of the Soul-Suppressing Grass within her body.
Misfortunes are truly coming one after another!
Sigh, she's just destined to be unlucky and have a lot of running around.
Long Chuqing closed his eyes, feeling the effects of the Soul-Suppressing Grass rapidly diminishing. The dissipating medicinal power was like sand slipping through his fingers at an alarming speed.
Feng Yu sighed, "Alas, I hope these uncertain days will end soon. If the damage to my soul isn't repaired in time, the worst-case scenario could be..."
"Pah, pah, pah... Phoenix Feather!" Fei Feng suddenly interrupted her, "Don't say such unlucky things."
Phoenix Feather's tail feathers swayed gently: "I was merely telling her the truth to warn her."
She turned to Long Chuqing, her tone softening slightly, "Qingqing, the most urgent thing is to act as soon as possible. The Soul-Devouring Curse can be suppressed temporarily, but the Soul-Suppressing Grass is absolutely essential to find."
Long Chuqing nodded slightly. "I understand."
Feifeng nodded in satisfaction: "It's good that you think that way. Time is limited, we must set off as soon as possible."
Setting off early will allow us to resolve the matter sooner.
They can rest assured.
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Long Chuqing packed her things quickly, each movement appearing exceptionally slow and heavy.
It wasn't until the moment of departure that I realized a pang of reluctance had welled up inside me.
She walked slowly to the desk, where the dim lamplight cast a yellowish glow on her slightly melancholy profile.
She picked up her brush, dipped it in the inkstone, and the ink turned as black as night, much like her somewhat chaotic thoughts at that moment.
She picked up her pen and wrote two letters.
Firstly, it was written to Ziguang and Granny Lin.
Her words were filled with gratitude, thanking the two for taking such good care of her during this time.
Secondly, it was addressed to Xiao Han. This letter was written very slowly, with pauses, pauses, pauses, pauses, and pauses, as if he had to carefully consider every word.
The brush in her hand glided gently across the paper, and her thoughts drifted away with the tip of the brush, fragments of her past interactions with Xiao Han coming to mind.
When she put down her pen, she blew on the ink to dry the letters, folded the two letters, and placed them on her desk.
When packing her belongings, she only took a few sets of casual clothes, and some banknotes and loose silver.
The box contained the silver she had accumulated over the past six months, along with the jewelry bestowed upon her twice by Emperor Sukang. Her fingertips lingered among the dazzling jewels for a moment before she finally picked out only one piece of gold and casually tossed it into her bundle.
The rest remained untouched in the box.
The letter had already explained that all of this was left to Xiao Han to arrange.
She looked around the room where she had lived for more than half a year. There wasn't much to pack; she could only take three or four sets of clothes with her at most.
Arriving at the dressing table, I opened the jewelry box, which was filled with all sorts of jewelry.
She didn't seem to have bought many items; most of them were gifts from Xiao Han, and she had never worn many of them.
Phoenix Feather's ethereal figure landed on the dressing table and teased, "Look at you, so reluctant to part. It's not like we're about to die, so why are you so gloomy? If you miss them, you can come back and visit them later."
"Am I reluctant to part with it?" Long Chuqing asked.
"Tsk! You don't think so? Anyone with eyes can see it, okay?" Feng Yu flapped his wings and said, "If you don't believe me, ask Fei Feng."
I've never seen her so conflicted before.
They are usually quick to leave without hesitation or lingering.
Things are definitely different now!
Is it good or bad?
"Your expression... is indeed as Feng Yu said." Fei Feng nodded in affirmation, then asked, "Qingqing, are you planning to leave without saying goodbye?"
Judging from the two letters she just left behind, it seems she's planning to leave quietly!
Aren't you going to say goodbye to the prince in person?
Is this really good?
After all, the prince had been watching over her for several days. Wouldn't his heart, which had just relaxed, fall into despair again after learning that she had left?
Long Chuqing replied calmly, "Just leave quietly; there's no need to disturb too many people."
Feng Yu smiled mischievously: "She's afraid of being asked to stay, afraid that she won't be able to leave!"
Feifeng thought for a moment, but still couldn't help but say, "But, the Prince has been waiting by your bedside for several days, and now that you've finally woken up, you're leaving without saying goodbye, isn't that..."
Feng Yu said thoughtfully, "That makes sense. If you were to disappear, the Prince would definitely send people to look for you."
Long Chuqing recalled the cold night of her first month at the manor. She had secretly left the city, and Xiao Han had sent people to search for her for two days.
If she leaves this time, will he go looking for her?
“I made it clear in the letter that he should not look for me.”
She has written it very clearly.
Fei Feng: "..." It would be a miracle if he could even hear that!
Feng Yu: "..." Isn't this even more hurtful?