129: A divine eye? A blind man? (XIV)

Inside Jingxin Hall.

Jun Yun's seated figure did not waver in the slightest.

At this moment, his Minds Eye focused on the woman in the purple dress with unprecedented concentration.

Majestic.

Vast.

It was a kind of Luck that was difficult to describe in words.

It wasn't a mottled purple like Jun Wuhuan's.

Nor was it a domineering pure gold like Jun Yun's own.

It was a cyan color, like tender sprouts in early spring, a Luck full of endless vitality.

It coiled around the woman's body, condensed and persistent, even transforming into a flickering phantom of a Blue Luan spreading its wings behind her.

This was a power that far surpassed the mundane.

In Jun Yun's heart, he understood immediately.

You Chen's child of destiny.

A "benefactor" specifically here to bring him Opportunity and warmth, helping him with his Heaven-Defying fate change.

"One of the most important pieces in the chess game has finally made her appearance."

There was not a single ripple in Jun Yun's heart.

In the courtyard.

The gaze of the woman in the purple dress bypassed everyone else.

It landed on You Chen.

When she saw You Chen's hands, covered in chilblains and still dripping with blood and fluid.

A nearly invisible flicker passed through those cold eyes, as if she had remembered something.

Immediately, she turned her head and looked at Eunuch Wang.

She did not speak.

She simply watched calmly.

Yet Eunuch Wang felt as if he were being crushed by a great mountain; even breathing became difficult.

He had struggled and survived in this deep palace for a lifetime, and prided himself on being an excellent judge of character.

But he had never seen a person like this.

She didn't possess a shred of the arrogance of a prince or princess, yet she was more majestic than the Divine Lord.

"You... who are you?"

Eunuch Wang's voice was trembling.

He wanted to straighten his back, but found that he had already inadvertently bowed his body.

The woman still ignored him.

She only spoke indifferently.

"Withdraw."

Two words.

Spoken casually.

Yet they were like a divine decree, brooking no rebuttal.

Eunuch Wang's face suddenly turned deathly pale.

He wanted to spout a few harsh words.

But meeting those indifferent eyes, all the words got stuck in his throat.

He could only lead that group of little eunuchs to flee from this side courtyard, scrambling and crawling.

They were in even more of a sorry state than when they arrived.

In the distant pavilion, the Thirteenth Prince had already folded his fan.

He took a deep look at the woman's back, his expression shifting uncertainly.

Ultimately, he did not step forward and quietly turned to leave.

In the entire courtyard, only the woman, the old woman behind her, and You Chen, who stood dazed on the spot, remained.

The woman slowly walked up to You Chen.

She reached out her hand.

It was a slender, fair hand without any flaws.

She did not mind the filth on You Chen's body and gently supported his arm.

"Get up."

Her voice was very light, carrying a hint of warmth.

You Chen's body trembled violently.

He was touched by this sudden warmth.

He had never experienced this before.

In this cold imperial palace, no one had ever treated him like this.

He looked up, staring blankly at the veiled woman before him, unable to say a single word.

The woman noticed the injuries on his hands.

Her beautiful brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

She said nothing more.

She simply gave a slight nod to the old woman behind her.

The old woman understood and stepped forward.

"Nineteenth Prince, please follow this old servant."

The old woman's voice was very gentle.

And so, You Chen was led away by the old woman in a daze, leaving behind the courtyard that held all his nightmares.

He was brought to a more secluded palace building.

Compared to his dilapidated residence, this was simply another world.

It was as warm as spring.

The furnishings were elegant.

The faint scent of Calming Incense drifted through the air.

The old woman changed him into clean, warm clothes and carefully applied precious ointment to the chilblains on his hands and feet.

Hot meals were brought out.

They were exquisite dishes he had never seen before, emitting an enticing aroma.

You Chen sat there as if he were dreaming.

Under the effect of the medicine, the physical trauma was rapidly subsiding.

And the indifference in his heart that had lasted for over a decade also began to melt.

This was the second time in his life he had received genuine kindness from a stranger.

The first time was from that "blind" Big Brother Jun, who was also in a desperate situation.

The second time was this mysterious woman in the purple dress.

Inside Jingxin Hall.

Jun Yun observed all of this through his Minds Eye.

He clearly "saw" it.

Deep within the grey, defeated Luck above You Chen's head, that golden thread was growing frantically.

Due to the woman's appearance and help, its growth speed was several times faster than when he was practicing the Hibernating Dragon Breathing Technique.

It was becoming dazzling and bright.

A true aura belonging to a "child of destiny" began to emanate from You Chen.

Jun Yun let out a cold sneer.

Very good.

The chess piece is in place.

The chess game has officially begun.

He only needed to wait patiently.

Wait for this seed to sprout, bloom, and bear fruit.

Then, at its most mature moment, uproot it... You Chen nursed his injuries in the palace for three days.

These three days were the most stable days of his life.

The woman in the purple dress never appeared again.

Only the kind old woman took meticulous care of him every day.

"Granny, that... that sister, who is she?"

Finally, You Chen couldn't help but ask.

The old woman smiled as she was changing his medicine.

"Our Young Miss's name is Zi Yuan."

"Zi Yuan..." You Chen muttered the name, engraving it deep in his heart.

"Young Miss does not belong to any faction in the palace; she is only staying here temporarily by the order of her sect. Normally, even the Divine Lord has to show her some respect."

The old woman's words were full of pride for her Young Miss.

"Your Highness need not think too much; Young Miss just found you pleasing to the eye and lent a hand casually."

You Chen lowered his head and did not speak.

The fourth day.

The old woman told him that his injuries had healed and it was time for him to return to his own residence.

You Chen's heart was filled with a sense of loss.

Before he left, the old woman called out to him.

She handed him something.

It was a very ordinary small black stone, its surface smooth and without any markings.

"Young Miss told me to give this to you."

The old woman said.

"Young Miss said she picked this up by chance in a mountain stream before. It's not of much use, but it's very cool to hold in the hand and might help you clear your mind."

You Chen took the stone.

It was cold to the touch and had a warm, jade-like texture.

He didn't know what use it had.

But he still treated it like a precious treasure, clutching it tightly in his palm.

"Young Miss Zi Yuan, I will definitely repay you."

You Chen made a silent vow in his heart.

He turned around, walked out of the warm palace, and returned to his own cold world.

Only this time, his heart was no longer empty.

In the darkness, Jun Yun slowly opened his "eyes."

The leeks have been planted.

Water and fertilizer are being handled by others.

As the one who planted the leeks, he really had nothing to worry about.