12dz Chapter 153 Scarlet Smoke: Does that include me too?
Chapter 153 Scarlet Smoke: Does that include me too?
The night was as dark as ink, and the city of Xinzheng was immersed in tranquility.
In the sky, a crescent moon hangs gracefully, like a silver hook, quietly adorning the curtain of night.
The stars twinkled and shone with a faint light, as if dancing lightly in the deep night sky, echoing the new moon and together weaving a tranquil and mysterious celestial painting.
Ying Jing stood with his hands behind his back in the pavilion in the courtyard of the post station. His eyes were deep as he looked up at the vast and mysterious stars, seemingly lost in silence.
Feiyan's situation was completely different at this moment. Her clear, cool eyes, like autumn water, lingered among the flowers in the courtyard, carrying a hint of barely perceptible joy.
Flowers of all colors bloom quietly in the night, some still in bud, others in full bloom, each bathed in the soft moonlight, exuding its own unique fragrance.
A gentle breeze rises, carrying the coolness of the night and the vitality of early spring, caressing the beautiful woman's face and causing strands of her black hair to flutter.
The fragrance of flowers drifted on the breeze, mingling with the night wind. The whispers of the flowers and the soft murmur of the moon intertwined, creating an indescribably beautiful atmosphere.
“Miss Feiyan invited me to admire the moon, but you admired flowers instead.”
Ying Jing gazed at the twinkling stars in the sky, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
"The moonlight is beautiful, but if you see too much of it, you'll get tired of it."
Fei Yan remained calm and composed, her ten slender fingers interlaced in front of her lower abdomen, dignified and elegant.
"For three consecutive years, I gazed at the stars every night to practice astrological principles, and thus I saw the moonlight more often."
"But these flowers, vying for beauty, growing under the moonlight, are more worthy of lingering."
The pavilion is simple and elegant, complementing the surrounding natural scenery. Moonlight shines on the glazed tiles of the pavilion, reflecting a soft silver light, which then falls on Fei Yan.
She seemed to be enveloped in a faint golden light, and her ethereal and extraordinary temperament became even more pronounced in the hazy light, making one feel as if they were seeing a fairy from Mount Guye.
Even though Ying Jing had already seen and even deeply understood the beauties like Yan Lingji and Lady Mingzhu, his heart and head still skipped a beat at this moment.
It took him a lot of effort to suppress it.
"I've long heard of the wondrous astrological principles of the Yin-Yang School. Miss Feiyan, would you be so kind as to take a look at them for me?"
Ying Jing had always been somewhat interested in the astrological principles of the Yin-Yang School.
After all, the unusual phenomena at the time of his birth were indeed quite strange.
Ying Jing had inquired about this matter with Lady Xiang before.
Unfortunately, not every disciple of the Yin-Yang School knows astrology.
Ehuang and Nüying were merely elders of the Water Department of the Yin-Yang School, primarily practicing water-based Yin-Yang techniques, and had little understanding of astrological laws.
The situation is quite different for Feiyan.
She is the most extraordinary woman in the Yin-Yang School, and Dongjun is second only to Donghuang Taiyi in the Yin-Yang School.
In the fiercely competitive Yin-Yang School, Fei Yan's ability to reach this position not only represents her special status, but also demonstrates her profound mastery of Yin-Yang arts.
Perhaps the five elders lack the talent to cultivate the laws of astrology, but Dongjun's expertise in this area is definitely no less than that of the Moon Goddess.
Her cool gaze finally left the flowers, and Fei Yan's beautiful eyes fell on Ying Jing's handsome face before she looked up at the sky.
Her two hands, which had been clasped together in front of her lower abdomen, had now come apart, as if she were about to perform a hand seal.
But after a moment, Fei Yan gave up and simply shook her head.
"Lord Changxin, I cannot foresee your fate."
Feiyan looked somewhat bewildered, her beautiful face shrouded in a faint glow, and her clear eyes held a strange light.
Whether everything in the universe is predetermined is something even Confucius could not say for sure.
However, the astrological principles of the Yin-Yang school can indeed find the intricate connections between the ever-changing trajectories of the stars and the heavens and earth, thereby glimpsing some future changes.
Feiyan's expertise in astrology may not be as great as Donghuang Taiyi's, but apart from Donghuang Taiyi, even the Moon Goddess wouldn't be much stronger than her.
But Fei Yan felt an unprecedented sense of defeat from Ying Jing.
Without leaving any trace, it was as if he did not exist in this world at all, so naturally even the most profound Yin-Yang techniques could not detect him in the slightest.
No past, no future, detached from the world.
The strangest thing is that the fates of everyone who had any contact with him changed.
Some only deviated slightly before returning to their original point, while others completely vanished into a fog, their tracks becoming undetectable.
The strange phenomena that occurred in the Qin state many years ago were certainly noticed by the Yin-Yang school.
Donghuang Taiyi once said that this was an alien star that should not exist, making the fate of the star soul a mystery.
Having never truly interacted with Ying Jing before, Fei Yan didn't think much of it.
But today she was genuinely curious, and a few ripples stirred in her calm heart.
"My fate is now shrouded in mystery..."
Feiyan's gaze remained cold and her expression remained calm, yet it was as if a pebble had been thrown into a tranquil lake.
Once the ripples are created, they can never be calmed again.
Ying Jing sighed softly, "Can't Miss Feiyan see it either?"
Feiyan hesitated for a moment, perhaps to complete the task, and then said with her red lips, "The will of Heaven is always difficult to fathom... Fate is unpredictable, and no one has ever been able to fully see through it."
But Ying Jing shook his head: "I can see through it."
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Fei Yan glanced sideways, her beautiful eyes sparkling with surprise.
"From the day I came into this world, I have witnessed the fate of countless people."
Ying Jing stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky, exuding an aura of desolation and loneliness.
But suddenly, a faint smile appeared on his face: "Miss Feiyan, do you believe what I'm saying?"
Feiyan didn't speak; her clear eyes remained unmoved. She simply shook her head calmly.
Ying Jing smiled self-deprecatingly: "I've said this to other people too, and they didn't believe me either."
His gaze sharpened slightly as he stared intently at Fei Yan, his expression resolute.
"But what I said is actually true."
A slight ripple finally appeared in her eyes, which were as clear as autumn water, and Fei Yan's eyes flickered slightly.
"I have seen so many tragic fates, so I was born to change those fates."
Ying Jing spoke loudly, his tone firm.
Feiyan's expression finally lost its composure, a hint of surprise flashing across her face.
Someone was actually discussing the question of fate in front of Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School, but she had to admit that her curiosity had indeed been piqued.
She unconsciously lowered her hands, which had been folded in front of her lower abdomen.
After a slight hesitation, Feiyan asked softly, "Does that include me too?"