PDLP Chapter 107 Bureau
Chapter 107 Bureau
White water is like in the bedroom.
"Muxian, calm down first! Take care of yourself!"
Hei Huomian suddenly came to his senses after hearing this. As Jing Churan raised his hand to stop him, he slowly retreated to the wall, gasping for air and subconsciously looked at his left hand:
The skin on the back of my hand had quietly turned blue, thickened, and cracked into lightning-like cracks. My nails had grown rapidly, become sharp, black, and slightly curled like the claws of a wild animal.
Jing Churan handed a test tube containing an orange solution to Hei Zhan Ze, then sat down on the edge of the bed and began to take Bai Shuiru's pulse.
Hei Huomian shook his head at his father, refused the Meng Po soup, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions surging in his body.
Two minutes later, Hei Huomian calmed down and took two steps closer, looking alternately at Bai Shuiru, who was unconscious on the bed, and Jing Churan, who was still taking his pulse.
Jing Churan extended three extremely thin translucent silver threads from his fingertips. One was wrapped around Bai Shuiru's wrist, and two were inserted into her temples and deep into her brain. He closed his eyes and shook his head slightly, as if he was immersed in enjoying music. It was difficult to judge the patient's condition based on his expression.
Three minutes later, Jing Churan took back the thread. Hei Huomian immediately asked:
"Jing Churan, how is Shui Ru?"
Jing Churan took out a test tube from his pocket and drank the entire tube of golden solution. Then he stood up slowly and was about to sit on the single sofa beside him when Hei Huomian grabbed him by the sleeve.
"What are you doing?"
"You are not allowed to sit here! This is my little brush's sofa."
"Stingy~!"
Jing Churan pouted and cursed, then stood up and sat on the stool at the end of the bed, tapping his legs and taking out a tube of green solution, drinking it while saying:
"Remember when you asked me to go back and look for the remaining scroll?"
"What did you find out?"
Jing Churan spread his hands, "I didn't find the fragments, but I got an unexpected gain."
"My aunt and uncle and I have confirmed the circumstances before and after your birth. I suspect that your soul left your body immediately after your birth. It was not because you were born weak, but because someone created this situation."
Hei Huomian sat on the edge of the bed, tightly holding Bai Shuiru's hand, turned back and glared at Jing Churan, and a hint of impatience began to appear in his tone:
"I was asking about the little brush. Who was asking about you, my soul, and those fragments?"
"You see, caring too much can lead to confusion~!"
Jing Churan pursed his lips and cast his gaze towards Jing Churan and Hei Zhan Ze, pretending to be aggrieved and asking for understanding and a hug.
"Mianmian."
Hei Zhan Ze patted his eldest son's shoulder, signaling him not to disturb Bai Shuiru's rest. He gently pressed his back and persuaded him to go behind the screen and sit with them, listening patiently to Jing Churan's explanation.
Jing Churan pointed the end of the test tube at the unconscious Bai Shuiru and confirmed:
"Are you sure that she is your little brush?"
Hei Huomian turned his head and gazed at the vague outline of the sleeping girl through the screen with soft eyebrows, and replied in a gentle voice:
"On her back, I personally carved the two characters 'Shui Ru' with 'Soul Silk'."
Jing Youxi was puzzled and asked:
"Why didn't I see her trying on the dress before?"
"If my guess is correct, those two words will only appear when she feels at ease."
"Just confirm it." Jing Churan raised his hand to Bai Shuiru and continued:
"Don't worry, your little brush is in a coma only because your soul is unstable."
"In other words, a soul that originally belonged to her just now returned to her body, and she was in the process of merging her soul and soul, so she fell into a coma."
When Hei Huomian heard this, he couldn't help but frown, lowered his eyes and looked towards the banquet hall downstairs, then returned his gaze to Jing Churan.
Jing Churan took out another tube of orange solution, drank it all, and nodded.
"What I want to say is what you guessed - Zhong Suiru is the carrier of Shuiru's soul."
Hei Huomian thought for a moment, then turned his head and met his parents' gaze with sudden enlightenment.
This may explain:
Last time when Shui Ru was poisoned by pufferfish, the Black and White Impermanence actually came to detain Shui Ru’s soul, which was not in the Book of Life and Death.”
Jing Churan made grabbing gestures in the air with his left and right hands, then "connected" the two together and said:
"They are originally one; no, to be more precise, Zhong Suiru is just a part of Shuiru's soul."
Hei Huomian casually picked up one of the three or four pens on the table and turned it nimbly between his long fingers; these pens were taken from the pen holder in his study by Bai Shuiru to play with so that he could get used to touching the pens as soon as possible.
"Although I have not yet found out the origin of Shui Ru, I suddenly had an idea:
Shui Ru is my imperial pen, so her handwriting is naturally spiritual, and she once sneaked into the human world to play while I was sleeping...”
"So, you think that Zhong Suiru's handwriting is 'Shuiru's' - and that's why you got part of her soul?"
After thinking about it, Jing Churan nodded slowly, "It's not impossible. But..."
Hei Huomian continued to infer:
“I have written thousands of words with ‘Shui Ru’, and she has always been communicating with me through writing with her own self-awareness.
So it is definitely not that easy to separate Shui Ru's soul, there must be some other factors that we are not aware of."
Hei Zhanze pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and pointed out slowly:
"And this crucial factor becomes part of this 'game'."
When everyone heard this, their eyes all fell on Hei Huomian's face.
Jing Churan nodded and agreed:
"Now Shui Ru's soul and spirit are together, but she can't remember that her soul was inherited from yours, so her soul, which is eager to be independent, has become strong enough to influence you in turn; at the same time, your soul, as the origin, strongly attracts her soul."
Jing Churan raised his hand and pointed at Hei Huomian, reminding him:
"This mutual attraction will intensify your 'emotional' changes."
"You have to exercise more control. Your outbursts will occur more frequently and last longer than before, and may not be as easy to control. This is not something that can be solved by getting her back."
Jing Churan took out three test tubes filled with black mucus and said, "Drink one if necessary."
"The person behind this had planned this out long ago!" Jing Youxi stood up and stretched out his arms to hug his eldest son.
"I'm sorry, Mianmian!"
Jing Churan walked over and gently patted their shoulders, then helped Jing Youxi sit down. After she calmed down, he asked:
"So, auntie and uncle-in-law, who was it that suggested that you put Muxian's soul and spirit into Shuiru's body?"
Jing Youxi guiltily clenched her husband's hand, which was intertwined with hers, and said:
"Artemisia."
Jing Churan took out another test tube and used it to touch the air while pacing:
"According to the Yellow Springs Chronicles, my... 'aunt', Bai Hao, was indecisive and indecisive. She was in love and couldn't make up her mind. In the end, she was unable to turn the tide and had to commit suicide. Could she be the one behind this?"
The former Hades Emperor Hei Zhan Ze calmly pointed out:
"Official records only show the world the 'truth' we want the world to see."
"Oh, of course! Please, 'official'~!"
Jing Churan high-fived, sat down, and made a "please" gesture.
"Baihao and I grew up together. She pursued Haozhao by imitating the way I pursued Songzheng. Although I was in love with Songzheng,"
Jing Youxi looked at her husband with deep affection, but soon lowered her eyebrows and continued in a depressed mood:
"——But I don't think Hao Zhao would be a good match for Bai Hao, so I have been advising her not to get close to him."
"Just when Hao Zhao fell in love with Mirage as much as Bai Hao was in love with her, Bai Hao was already pregnant."
"However, Bai Hao's backing of the 'Qing' clan, one of the five major clans of 'Black, White, Green, Wu, and Jing', is a great help to any male, especially Hao Zhao, who is plotting a rebellion against Song Zheng."
"So in the end, Hao Zhao agreed to marry Bai Hao, who was pregnant with his blood—but at that time, Hao Zhao was already with Shen Xing."
"Three days before Hao Zhao started his rebellion, Bai Hao rushed to Haodu on the pretext of returning to her parents' home to protect her pregnancy. She informed Song Zheng of Hao Zhao's rebellion and begged for protection. It was also at that time that I had difficulty giving birth to you."
Hearing this, Hei Huomian stepped forward and held Jing Youxi's other hand. The mother and son looked at each other tenderly and hugged each other briefly.
"Although you were born strong, you were indeed gasping for breath at the beginning of your birth due to shock."
“Artemisia Suggestions:
Use a piece of jade that the child she saved on the way gave her as a thank you, and carve it into a pen, put your soul and spirit inside, and carry it close to your body. It will not only calm your soul and mind, but also solve the problem of your soul flying away."
"That child,"
Hei Zhan Ze's eyes lit up, and he looked up at his beloved wife, then glanced at Hei Huo Mian and Jing Chu Ran, "——You also recognize that child."
Jing Youxi nodded, "It's Qi Chu."
"Bai Hao then committed suicide in front of Hao Zhao's body. Was she just a pawn, manipulated by someone? Or was she placing her bet on Quan Ai?"
"Or maybe..."
As the three were speculating, Li You knocked on the study door, answered the door and came in to report:
"Boss, I have sent Mr. and Mrs. Zhong back to the Zhong Mansion, and Zhong Suiru's matter has been temporarily dealt with."
"What about Uncle Nan?"
"Captain Min Ying seems to have some evidence against you when he came this time."
A rare look of worry appeared on Li You's baby face.
"He's waiting for you in the study."
However, every cell in Hei Huomian exuded laziness. He pulled off the hairband that tied his long hair into a bun on the back of his head, stood up and walked towards the door with his long legs.
"I'll go after I change my clothes."