Translator – Xiao He Lian
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Chapter 70.2
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“My Lord, my Lord!”
“My Lord, please wake up!”
Shen Zhen’s voice gradually approached from afar and Lu Yan suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous.
His eyes snapped open and he was breathing heavily.
Only then did he realize that he was still sitting in the bathtub. The water in the bathtub had already turned ice-cold. He shivered and woke up completely.
Memories of past lives flooded into my mind like a kaleidoscope of memories.
In June, Taoist Master Ge came to the capital, and the Emperor entered the temple to practice Taoism…
In October, Shen Shu accidentally killed someone, and Zhou Shuan was thrown into prison…
And he was granted marriage on October 27th…
Who would have believed that Chang’an, which was peaceful and tranquil in June, would undergo earth-shaking changes in less than half a year.
He turned his head to glance at Shen Zhen, then glanced outside and said, “What month and day is it now?”
“May 27th.” Shen Zhen touched his forehead and her pair of black and white eyes couldn’t help but blink, “My Lord, you don’t have a fever do you?”
Lu Yan’s face turned serious and suddenly stood up from the bathtub, splashing water everywhere. Shen Zhen took a step backward.
She turned her back and handed him the towel, “Wipe yourself first, don’t catch a cold.”
Lu Yan took it and after a moment, he came over, bent down and kissed her forehead, “I have something else to do, I’ll go out to the study first.”
Shen Zhen saw him put on a piece of clothing, bare feet and about to leave with wet hair, so she grabbed his hand and said, “My Lord.”
“What is it?” Lu Yan asked.
“Your hair is still wet. No matter how busy you are, can’t you wring it dry before leaving?” Shen Zhen’s words were soft and gentle, but her hands grabbed him tightly. “You’re not wearing shoes either.”
The man paused, looked at her and smiled.
Shen Zhen wrung out his hair.
Lu Yan held a lamp in his hand, looked at her and said, “Will you come to the study with me?”
“Together?” Shen Zhen looked at him in surprise, “Doesn’t My Lord have something important to do? This is against the rules…”
Lu Yan glanced at her and laughed, “Don’t you know more than you should? Let’s go, go and grind some ink for me.”
No one knew that Lord Lu had to swallow back the words he was about to say, “When have you ever followed the rules with me?”
The two walked to the study, and Shen Zhen stood aside, looking down as she ground ink for him, her slender white wrist moving constantly.
Lu Yan raised his eyes and was stunned.
For a moment, the scene in the dream and the scene before his eyes seemed to overlap.
He suddenly felt fortunate.
Thankfully…Thankfully, the things in the dream have not happened yet and her temperament seems to be more lively than in the dream…
He picked up a wolf hair brush, dipped it in ink, and slowly began to write.
[In June of the seventeenth year of the Qingyuan period, a plague will break out in Chang’an City.
In July, there will be floods along the Yellow River.
In September, there was another earthquake in Shu. 】
After he stopped writing, Lu Yan placed the letter in front of Shen Zhen and said, “Take a look.”
She looked at it and tried to persuade him kindly: “My Lord…how could you write this? Spreading rumors and causing trouble is also against the law…”
Lu Yan couldn’t help laughing and raised his eyebrows and asked, “Is this considered spreading rumors and causing trouble?”
Shen Zhen nodded.
Lu Yan’s expression darkened. Yes, no one would believe such an incredible prophecy. But it was precisely because no one believed it that after it really happened, no one in the court dared to say a word against Taoist Master Ge.
Lu Yan looked at her and said, “Go call Yang Zong in.”
Shen Zhen hesitated for a moment, then nodded, turned and walked out.
Even though Yang Zong had followed Lu Yan since he was a child and had always taken his words as his principles, he couldn’t help but be shocked when he saw the absurd remarks in front of him.
He subconsciously said, “Master, do you want to arrest the person who spread these rumors and caused trouble?”
“No.”
“Then what is this, Master…?”
“First find me a reliable old Taoist priest. If you can’t find a real one, find a fake one.” Lu Yan pointed at the table with his index finger and then said, “Then memorize the words above and make sure they spread throughout Chang’an on the night of the fourth day of June.”
He remembered very clearly that on the fifth day of June, Taoist Master Ge would go to Qingyun Temple to perform a ritual.
He wanted to see how he could deceive the saint if even the children in Chang’an City knew these words.
After turning off the lights at night, Shen Zhen was anxious. She approached Lu Yan and whispered, “Why did you write something like that, My Lord?”
Lu Yan told the truth, “I had a dream just now, and those things all appeared in my dream
“Just like that?”
“Yes, just like that.”
The corners of Shen Zhen’s mouth twitched slightly.
Reaching out to touch his forehead again, “I still think that you shouldn’t have taken that cold bath, My Lord.”
“Shen Zhen, if I say that everything I dreamed of will happen, do you believe me?” Lu Yan stared at her with burning eyes.
His voice was low and contained a hint of temptation. Although he knew it was impossible, Shen Zhen nodded inexplicably, “Believe it.”
Lu Yan added: “I also dreamed that you had someone you loved, left me, and married someone else.”
“That’s impossible.”
As the words fell from her lips, the little girl’s face turned red in the dark night.
The man looked at her with a smile and said, “Well, remember what you said.”
