Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

The rumor that Feng Xiaolou's copying of scriptures moved heaven to send down a miracle spread throughout the capital within a few days.

Storytellers in teahouses and taverns have even begun telling the story of "the kind-hearted orphan girl who copied scriptures with her own blood and moved heaven and earth."

In the lobby on the first floor of Xianrenzui, people were listening to books while eating melon seeds with relish.

"I heard that Miss Feng is not only kind-hearted, but also beautiful."

"Of course she is beautiful. Do you know what family Miss Feng's mother came from?"

"What family?"

"Ms. Feng's mother is from the Lu family! The Lu family is a century-old family!"

"That Lu?"

"Of course, who else could it be, Lu?"

"This isn't surprising, I remember the original Princess Dingbei was also a daughter of the Lu family."

"Can this be the same? The princess' daughter also copied scriptures with blood? She also summoned miracles?"

Some people are not convinced:

"What are you talking about? General Yue is the daughter of Princess Lu. When she was fighting in the northern border, you were still bragging in the teahouse. How dare you talk about her behind her back?"

"I, I didn't say anything, right? Besides, how can fighting a war be the same as summoning a miracle?"

Standing at the door of a private room on the second floor, Lada listened to the noisy sound coming from the lobby on the first floor, and felt her head buzzing.

"Are these people of Da Chu sick? They compare a so-called summoning miracle that is spread out by rumor with a person who actually has military merits?"

Lada's face was full of absurdity.

Murong Hui lay on the couch with his long legs crossed. The hem of his black brocade robe naturally fell beside his legs, exuding a lazy beauty.

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a gray shadow under his eyes, and his light pink lips raised in a sarcastic smile.

"It's just because someone wants to create a god, so it's so exaggerated."

He opened his eyes slightly, his pupils were pure black, like an endless abyss swallowing up all the light around them, while reflecting a charming glow.

The light golden barrier in the sky above the capital city was still silently protecting the people here.

Murong Hui stared at the barrier that flashed golden light from time to time, and recalled the golden light he saw in the center of Qingquan Villa that night.

He saw with his own eyes that the golden light emanated continuously from the center of the villa, covering Qingquan Mountain and gradually spreading towards the capital.

Is it a miracle?

But if that is not a miracle, then what is a miracle?

The so-called miracle incident these days has caused a lot of buzz in the capital, but no one has ever mentioned that she has anything to do with this miracle.

Whether in the Imperial Palace or in Prince Dingbei's Mansion, everyone remained silent.

Did Emperor Shengwen do this deliberately, or did she herself not want to bear the reputation of this miracle?

Unexpectedly, something that clearly belonged to her was tried so hard to be taken for herself by someone else.

Copying scriptures with blood, moving heaven and earth?

Murong Hui smiled even more sarcastically.

But since she was unwilling to stand up, he would just wait and see how this farce would end.

Dingbei Palace, Qiyun Pavilion.

Yue Zihuan was dressed neatly and refreshingly, stepped out of the gate of Qiyun Pavilion, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Today, his house arrest ended.

Being locked up in the palace, where almost all the staff had been replaced, he was deaf and blind for this month and almost fell ill.

Fortunately, today he regained his freedom.

"Jindou, is there anything big happening outside recently?"

To be on the safe side and avoid being discovered of his contact with Feng Xiaolou, he did not let Jindou go out in the past few days.

It was not until this morning that Yue Zihuan asked Jindou to go out to get information.

Jindou had a look of joy on his face. After going out for a walk, he knew that his master would be happy today.

"Young Master, there are rumors out there that this barrier in the sky of our capital city was created by Miss Feng copying scriptures with her blood every day, and she moved the heavens to create this miracle."

Yue Zihuan was startled when he heard this, and then he smiled.

He knew that this barrier that suddenly appeared must be related to the small building.

"Who else could it be except her? Only Xiaolou could do it."

Yue Zihuan sighed with relief, straightened his back and walked towards the main courtyard where King Dingbei lived.

Now that the house arrest was lifted, he wanted to take a good look at how the female doctor Yue Ran brought from the palace treated his father.

Once he has a clear understanding of the situation, he will go and meet Xiaolou. I believe Xiaolou will be able to come up with other strategies to deal with the situation.

Yue Zihuan led the golden bean to the main courtyard of King Dingbei in high spirits, but was stopped by a group of King Dingbei's personal guards:

"My Lord, the prince is being treated for his illness and cannot be disturbed at this moment."

The smile on Yue Zihuan's face slowly disappeared.

He looked over the guard's shoulder and saw Concubine Qin and Concubine Liu both guarding the gate of the courtyard. Each of them moved a chair and sat there, both wrapped in thick mink fur.

Yue Zihuan pointed at the two concubines with a cold face and questioned the guards:

"Then why can they guard the gate of the courtyard?"

And his own son is not even allowed to get close to the yard?

The guard did not give way and replied respectfully:

"The prince allowed the two concubines to wait in the courtyard. The two concubines were afraid of disturbing the prince's treatment, so they took the initiative to guard the gate of the courtyard."

Yue Zihuan's clenched fists were trembling slightly as he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his tone sound calm:

"I am my father's eldest son, and my house arrest has been lifted today. Out of filial piety, I should not let the two concubines guard the door. Please ask the concubines to go back and let me wait for my father."

As he spoke, Yue Zihuan pushed the guard's shoulder and tried to approach the main courtyard.

However, when he pushed, the guard did not move at all, and the uniform on his shoulder hurt Yue Zihuan's palm.

"!!!" Yue Zihuan stroked his palm, his face gradually turning red.

He was just confined by his father once, but the guards in the palace didn't even take him seriously?

The other way around, right?

Yue Zihuan suppressed his anger and said coldly:

"How dare you! Do you know what you are doing?"

"Letting a stranger treat my father, and everyone in the palace is guarding outside and not letting him in. Is he trying to cure the disease or has some other intention?"

"Who asked you to stop me?"

A cold voice sounded behind Yue Zihuan:

"it's me!"

Yue Zihuan turned around and saw Yue Ran, who was wearing a red skirt.

She walked towards him step by step, her skirt fluttering like a fairy, but Yue Zihuan's back was covered with cold sweat unconsciously.

Why should he be afraid of her? He is the brother!

"Big sister, how do you do things this way?" His words revealed obvious dissatisfaction and blame, and his clenched fists were placed behind his back.

Yue Ran walked slowly past Yue Zihuan, passed the guards, and said lightly:

"Don't you want to go into the yard to see your father? Come with me."

Yue Zihuan pursed his lips tightly. Yue Ran’s contemptuous attitude filled him with humiliation and resentment.

However, he really needed to see his father immediately and knew how his father's condition had recovered.

Yue Zihuan flicked his sleeves coldly and followed Yue Ran into the main courtyard of King Dingbei.

This time, the guards finally stopped trying to stop him.

He didn't even look at the two concubines, as if he didn't see them, and followed Yue Ran with his head held high.

Concubine Qin and Concubine Liu didn't take it seriously. They waited until the brother and sister entered the yard, then they exchanged glances and entered the inner courtyard together.