Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

It was five years later that Feng Ge saw Chang Lin again.

Because he was framed, Feng Ge was sent by the emperor to other provinces to control the epidemic. He could only return to Beijing after the epidemic was eliminated.

By coincidence, she was going to the place where she met Chang Lin thirteen years ago. She had gone back many times before, but the ruined temple and the towering cedar tree no longer existed.

She met Changlin in a medical clinic. Changlin changed his appearance, but his demeanor and behavior were not easy to change.

Feng Ge did not reveal his identity, but just suggested that the two of them go together, and Chang Lin naturally agreed happily.

This place was originally his territory, but years of turmoil have resulted in countless innocent souls in the city. Over time, plague ghosts were born, and they were driven by an evil cultivator to harm the world. He could not let it go.

When the two of them walked together, Feng Ge felt like she had returned to the bamboo house five years ago. There was no intrigue and bloodshed in the court, only the familiar intimacy that Chang Lin gave her.

The root of her physical illness was caused by her wanderings when she was young. Whenever the weather turned cold, she would cough constantly at night, and sometimes she would not be able to sleep for several nights in a row. However, when she was with Chang Lin, her cough never recurred. .

He could always take good care of her in every detail, and Feng Ge's admiration for him had changed. She had always been sincere and unwilling to hide her thoughts.

But he was never willing to give her any response.

They found herbs that could cure the epidemic in a certain village, and killed the epidemic ghost. The day before returning to the imperial capital, Feng Ge mustered up the courage and said, "You... go back with me."

Changlin shook his head, turned around and walked into the medical center.

This was the second time he had left her.

Feng Ge sighed in despair and returned to the imperial capital.

She didn't see that because he had overdrawn too much spiritual power, Chang Lin's body sitting on the chair was almost translucent, as if it would disperse when the wind blew.

How could there be so many coincidences in the world that they would just happen to discover the herbal medicine to treat epidemics?

Just because Feng Ge's body was weak and she would be affected by being in an environment where plague ghosts were raging for a long time, he could only use up all his spiritual power to allow her to return to the imperial capital as soon as possible.

It's not that he doesn't want to respond to her, it's that he can't. For spirits cultivated from plants, spiritual power is equivalent to their lifespan. Chang Lin's consumption this time was too heavy, and he almost lost his entire life.

He could no longer maintain his human form and could only return to his original body - the cedar tree. He cultivated for several months before gaining a slight trace of spiritual power.

Fortunately, his leaves have the magical ability to sense sounds, so whenever the wind blows in Huangjing, you can hear the news of Feng Ge.

Undoubtedly, being involved in the competition for the throne was a matter of near-death, not to mention that Feng Ge was determined to assist the powerless Sixth Prince. She had been on the verge of life and death many times, but miraculously survived.

Even she doesn't know that this is not because of her good luck, but because someone is guarding her at all costs.

As time went by, Feng Ge and the Sixth Prince finally joined hands to win the world. However, the fir trees in the ruined temple were supposed to grow new branches, but instead they became more and more withered. Even in the spring when all things revived, the sparse branches were still dry. There are just a few yellow leaves hanging here and there.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, the remnants of the former prince still refused to give up and poisoned the wine at the Lantern Festival banquet. Unexpectedly, the poisoned wine was drunk by the pregnant queen.

The poison was so strange that the entire medical team at the Imperial Hospital did not know how to detoxify it. Although all the treasures in the palace were used, the queen's life was saved, but she was still in a coma.

Just when everyone was at a loss what to do, a palace maid discovered a dark green branch with a faint fragrance on the window sill of Kunning Palace.

She inserted the branch into the vase and poured some water into it.

In an instant, a scent similar to sandalwood spread out. After everyone smelled it, they all felt refreshed and relaxed. The most amazing thing was that the queen who was in a coma unexpectedly woke up leisurely.

The doctors rushed to check her body, but found that the toxins in her body had completely disappeared, and even the physical weakness that she had suffered for many years had improved a lot.

The emperor was overjoyed and summoned the imperial master to the palace and asked him if he knew this kind of branch. He nodded and said: "This tree is called 'Penglai Branch'. It is the essence of the ancient spiritual tree. It has the effect of bringing the dead back to life." . The tree has been cultivating for thousands of years before it grows such a branch, just like a human heart."

The main text of "Feng Ge Jiuzhou" ends here. Many readers who were tortured to death cried and shouted in the comment area, asking the author to write a side story about Chang Lin to make up for their broken hearts.

The author half-jokingly replied that she is not the creator of the story, but only the recorder of the story. She will only write down what she "sees" and will not intervene to change the lives of the characters, so there is no extra story.

Readers expressed angrily that this is all your excuse for not wanting to write extras!

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In early spring, it was drizzling.

The imperial capital is located in North China, and springs in previous years have been relatively dry, but this year there has been an abnormal amount of rain, which can almost match the humidity in the south.

"Rain in the Imperial Capital" has also been highly discussed on the Internet. Some people said that the uneaten potato chips turned out to be damp; some said that the clothes they washed the day before yesterday have not yet been dried today; others said that it was so hot. It was raining and he hadn't had any physical education class in two weeks.

Netizens commented on the last person’s Weibo post: Are you sure it’s because of the rain and not because of the math teacher?

"Hello, is this the special intelligence agency?" Ji Qingyu asked cautiously.

She was breathing heavily, looking panicked, and looking behind herself from time to time, as if someone was chasing her.