The group's favorite, the blind princess is both a doctor and a poisoner

"Have breakfast first." Xiao Heng held her back, and the person who had just stood up sat down again obediently, "Try this."

He took the hot bun and put it into her bowl.

The rich and fragrant gravy burst in her mouth, and her little face bulged from eating. Su Yuejian's eyebrows curved into crescents.

"It's the meat buns from the shop on Changsheng Street!"

"Hmm." Xiao Heng replied softly, poured her another bowl of hot soy milk, and tapped the bowl. "Eat slowly."

Su Yuejian uttered a soft "Oh" and was forced to slow down her chewing. She looked at him with curious eyes, "A Che, don't you want to know?"

Xiao Heng raised an eyebrow. She sipped the hot soy milk, her rosy lips glistening with moisture. "What on earth happened to the Empress Dowager back then? And even to the late Emperor..."

Not daring to say anything more, he cautiously glanced at the face of the person next to him. He still had a calm expression and was eating slowly and leisurely, without any change.

The person next to her remained silent and did not answer. Su Yuejian pursed her lips and continued to drink the soy milk.

"It's not important." A cold voice sounded.

"?"

Su Yuejian was stunned for a moment, then listened to him say, "No matter what the truth is, it won't change anything."

Won't change anything?

No, Su Yuejian suddenly realized that something had obviously changed since he made the promise on Mid-Autumn Night.

For example, his attitude towards the emperor and the empress dowager, and the fact that Beiyi never mentioned leading the army in person during this campaign.

She couldn't understand Xiao Heng's thoughts for a moment.

After a moment of stunned silence, she asked, "In your previous life, why did you kill the Empress Dowager and the Emperor?"

The action of picking up the food paused slightly, and Xiao Heng's heart sank. He didn't know what he was thinking about. His eyes were extremely dark and deep.

Noticing that his aura suddenly changed and the air around him became colder, Su Yuejian's eyebrows moved slightly.

"Prefer not to say?"

He turned his head and met her clear eyes. Her amber eyes were bright and clear, without a trace of disgust or fear, only crystal-clear curiosity and confusion.

The palm of his hand seemed to be scratched by a feather, and the coldness between his brows dissipated for the most part.

"It's okay, if you don't want to talk about it..."

"If it's you, it's okay to know."

"Ok?"

Su Yuejian was slightly startled. The person beside her spoke slowly, his voice as cold as a spring.

"They killed the master."

"?" His pupils widened in disbelief, his eyes flashing with astonishment, "Ache's master..."

"How could that be? Isn't your master's martial arts formidable?"

"Amazing." Xiao Heng replied softly, lowering his eyes. "He died for me."

Su Yue’s eyes darkened.

This was the first time she saw Xiao Heng like this. He exuded a gloomy aura. It was unknown what he was thinking about. His shoulders drooped, his eyebrows lowered, and he looked like a helpless and bewildered child.

She gently held his hand. "This life is different. We can change. We can take the initiative in everything, prevent the master from taking risks, and make a foolproof plan."

"Yeah." Xiao Heng responded, hiding the dark color in his eyes, and gently hooked her hand, "Eat quickly, don't you have to go out after eating?"

Su Yuejian originally wanted to know more about his master, but since he didn't seem to want to talk any more, she stopped talking.

After finishing his meal, Xiao Heng went to the Military Affairs Camp to handle official business. The luxurious black nanmu carriage moved slowly.

The tenderness on his jade-carved face had long disappeared, and Xiao Heng's expression was as cold as frost.

Can they change?

His gaze slowly moved downwards, landing on the black and gold carved brocade box on the table.

Inside the brocade box, there was a bright yellow silk cloth stained with blood, and next to it was a blood-stained secret letter.

Thinking of the contents of the secret letter, his fingertips turned white from exerting force, and his black eyes became dark and invisible.

No matter what, the ending will not change.

On the other side, Su Yuejian changed her clothes and went out. In front of the carriage, the man in blue bowed and saluted, "Princess."

Su Yue paused, her gaze lingering for a moment. Her steps were a little unsteady, and her lips were a little pale. "You..."

She frowned, "You're injured so badly, just take good care of yourself in the next few days."

A trace of guilt and remorse flashed in Qingshan's eyes, "Yesterday..."

She waved her hand and said, "Stay here and recuperate first."

Her eyes passed through Xuan Shuang's following gaze, and she raised her eyebrows slightly, "You stay too."

Xuan Shuang was stunned, "Princess..."

"That's fine. We shouldn't make a big fuss where we're going today, and there are other people around."

Su Yuejian did not give the two men room to refuse. She called the secret guard to drive the car and left.

The Salesian Church is located at the end of a small alley in the west of the city. It has green tiles, white walls, flying eaves and brackets. The carriage stopped at the corner of the alley. Su Yuejian got off the carriage and walked for a distance.

Groups of children gathered under the big locust tree at the door, and their childish laughter lingered in the air.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw an old woman coming out with a cane, and she said to the naughty children, "It's you little brats again, stealing food from the kitchen!"

A few boys took advantage of the old lady's age and poor eyesight and dodged her grasp several times. They snatched her crutches and threw them aside, then ran away with a commotion.

Her center of gravity was unstable, and she stumbled with a cry. A pair of soft white hands supported her in time, and a cold female voice rang in her ears, "Auntie Hua."

The old lady turned around slowly. The woman in front of her had her face covered by a veil and was wearing a light purple dress. She did not have any fancy hairpins or jewelry, but she was extremely elegant.

The veil of the woman's hat was lifted, revealing only a pair of amber eyes as bright as spring water. The old woman leaned forward slightly, squinting her cloudy eyes to try to see the face of the person in front of her, "Young lady, you are..."

"Auntie Hua, Xiao Yuejian is back."

"See you, Xiaoyue...?!" A cinnabar mark came into view, and a light flashed in Aunt Hua's eyes, and the eyes of the person in front of her slightly curved.

"It's really Xiao Yuejian! Oh, your good boy has grown up so much..."

Aunt Hua was about to pull her hand in surprise, but suddenly realized something and bowed down, "This old servant pays respect to Ming..."

"Madam Hua, please get up quickly." Su Yuejian immediately stopped her. "In your place, I am Xiao Yuejian."

Aunt Hua was a patient from a certain village whom Ming Bushi often visited. Not long after Su Yuejian came to the Ciyutang, Aunt Hua came here and became a maid in the kitchen. I think Ming Bushi must have had some influence on this.

She didn't stay in the Salesian Church for long, but during that time, Aunt Hua was the best person to her.

Seeing that she was still too reserved to approach, Su Yuejian picked up the crutch discarded by the children and handed it to her.

"My Lady, you absolutely cannot do this. I will report this to the Hall Master right away."

"Madam Hua, I'm not going to announce my presence today. I just came here on a whim, so let's just treat it as a reunion with old friends."

Su Yuejian helped her into the Charity Hall through the side door. Relying on her childhood memories, she took her all the way to the rest room in the back kitchen and checked her sprained foot.

"Madam Hua, please sit down for a moment. I'll go get some medicinal wine for bruises and sprains."

Along the way, she heard the noise of many children in the front yard. She glanced over and saw many elderly and disabled women sitting at the door of the front yard.

Thinking of the large number of young medical apprentices newly admitted to Ji Medical Hall, Su Yuejian frowned slightly.

I was puzzled. Kyoto has always been peaceful, so why are there suddenly so many old and young people in the Salesian Hall?