I've been bullied and humiliated for thirteen years; when I wake up, I'll be bloodthirsty.

Chapter 633 A Big Surprise for You

Yin Yueling was always confident in her talent for Gu magic.

But this political matter...

She was skeptical: "Can it really work?"

Lu Yangyang: "Understanding one thing leads to understanding everything."

Yin Yueling said dejectedly, "Fine, I'll try. But you still have to put in a good word for me, this is really too hard to learn!"

Lu Yangyang looked helpless: "I can only ask for you, but don't get your hopes up. Mingruo has other things to do in Dazhao."

"Selling salt?" Yin Yueling looked over curiously.

Lu Yangyang: "...I guess so?"

Lu Yangyang pinched her cheek: "No matter what, everyone has their own choices. Don't force it, understand?"

Yin Yueling nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After talking with Yin Yueling and confirming that Yin Yueling was alright, Lu Yangyang left to find Zong Que, where she happened to meet Ming Ruo.

When Mingruo saw her, she hesitated for a moment before getting up to say goodbye: "You two talk first, I'll head back now."

Lu Yangyang remembered what Yin Yueling had told her and called out to him, "Wait a minute, Yueling has something she wants me to ask you. She is still young and not good at politics, so she hopes you can stay and help her for a while."

Upon hearing this, Mingruo frowned slightly.

Lu Yangyang hurriedly said, "I'm just passing on a message. You can think about it yourself."

Mingruo nodded gently: "I understand, I will consider it."

Lu Yangyang waved to him: "Okay, see you later."

Mingruo cupped his hands in greeting, turned, and left.

Lu Yangyang happily ran over and sat down next to Zong Que, picking up her teacup and taking a sip of water: "When are you leaving?"

Zong Que leaned slightly closer to look at her: "You want me to leave?"

Lu Yangyang, who was drinking water, almost choked. Her watery eyes met Zong Que's smiling gaze, and she muttered softly, "Why does your tone sound so strange?"

"Oh?" Zong Que raised an eyebrow slightly: "What's strange about it?"

Lu Yangyang whispered, "It tastes sour."

Zong Que chuckled softly, "Hmm, perhaps."

Lu Yangyang blinked, dazzled by the smile, and felt an urge to reach out and touch it.

She quickly gripped the cup in her hand and turned her head away to pretend to drink water. Her thoughts were getting further and further off track. How could she possibly have the idea of ​​making advances toward His Highness?

Not suitable, not suitable!

It must be because His Highness is too bewitching. He just stares at her with a smile without any attempt to hide it. How can she stand it?

It's only natural to want to take action, isn't it?

Zong Que poured a cup of tea, took the teacup from Lu Yangyang's hand, and handed her a new one. Lu Yangyang quickly and discreetly brought the cup to her lips and took a small sip.

Zong Que: "Yangyang, what you just took was my cup."

Lu Yangyang tightened her lips and quickly handed him the cup in her hand: "Here you go!"

Zong Que smiled faintly as he took the cup she offered, brought it to his lips, and took a sip of water: "It's yours now."

Lu Yangyang then realized that in her haste, she had handed him the cup she had already taken a sip from. He knew perfectly well that she had done so, but he not only took it but also took a sip!

She accidentally used his cup, and instead of stopping him, he deliberately used hers!

Lu Yangyang's face flushed red instantly. "Your Highness is so petty."

Zong Que looked at her and chuckled softly.

He then couldn't help but cough lightly.

Lu Yangyang immediately forgot everything else and quickly reached out to touch his wrist: "Have you not rested properly these past few days? It's all my fault, did you finish your medicine?"

"It's nothing, just a little tired. Wen Yu prescribed some medicine for me," Zong Que comforted her. "Now that Yuechuan is stable, the war has subsided, and I should head back. Zong Ke is cunning and must have made other preparations. His memorial to take action against Yuechuan has probably already reached Father's desk. Judging by the time, Father's secret edict should be arriving in Jinzhou soon. I need to go back as soon as possible and also get rid of the old people left behind by Zong Ke. Only after getting rid of them can the Southwest truly be stabilized for the time being."

After taking his pulse and confirming his story, Lu Yangyang felt slightly relieved. She had already found the Azure Python's venom. When the time was right, she would detour to retrieve the Fire Cicada. Once back in Jinzhou, Wen Qingqing could have someone bring back the Mist Leaf Vine and Soul-Sustaining Grass from Medicine God Valley, completing her medicine repertoire. The remaining precious herbs might be hard to find elsewhere, but Yuechuan was teeming with rare and exotic plants; given a few days, she could gather them. With these medicines, she was certain she could completely cure Zong Que's leg.

Thinking about all this made Lu Yangyang unable to contain her joy.

Seeing her bright eyes, Zong Que couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's on your mind that makes you so happy?"

Lu Yangyang hesitated for a moment, then said, "You go back first. I'll be a little later. Remember to wait for me in Jinzhou this time. I'll give you a big surprise."

She decided not to reveal anything prematurely since they hadn't gathered everything yet. Zong Que had suffered greatly from his leg injury over the past few years, and she didn't want to disappoint him before things were settled.

Zong Que gently grasped her hand in return, looking at her with doting eyes: "Okay, then I'll wait for Yangyang's surprise."

……

After leaving Zong Que's place, Ming Ruo walked alone in the Yuechuan Palace.

He vaguely remembered the scene of his first visit to Yuechuan Palace.

In just half a month, this place has undergone tremendous changes.

It was still that luxurious, fairyland-like palace, but the poisonous plants had been transplanted and replaced with a colorful sea of ​​flowers, finally no longer a desolate expanse of white.

He had always envied Lu Yangyang and the others, yet he always seemed to be some distance away from them.

At first, he was more envious. Later, when he helped the salt guild expand trade routes, he heard Lu Yangyang's idea. She said she hoped that one day, ordinary people would be able to easily buy salt.

He tried to understand her and do what she hoped to achieve, but he always remained an observer.

Until that day on the altar, he saw the blood flowing all over the ground, saw those complicated faces, and saw the little girl Yin Yueling resolutely taking on a responsibility that did not originally belong to her under those circumstances.

He seemed to finally understand a little.

He knew better than anyone how absurd the sacrifices made under the guise of power politics could be, because he himself, his parents, and even his sister Riduan, whom he had previously been unable to acknowledge, were all victims of power.

He suffered so much that there was no light in his life.

How could he possibly empathize with the suffering of others?

What does it have to do with him?

But on that day, in that situation, a situation with no way out, they could all have died there.

But neither the young girl Yin Yueling nor Lu Yangyang escaped, nor even the elderly Steward Jiang, nor those palace servants who were never treated as human beings.

Face your destiny.