Transmigrated into the original heroine whose luck was plundered

Chapter 126 Headache

Shen Qing smiled and pulled the other person to Qinyu Tower to book a private room. After all, some things cannot be said outside.

Yu Han was a little nervous when he entered Qinyu Tower for the first time, and he almost followed Shen Qing's pace.

After setting up the barrier, Shen Qing saw Yu Han still standing and couldn't help but smile: "Why are you still standing? Sit down quickly."

Yu Han obeyed obediently, sat down and stared at Shen Qing expectantly, "Fairy, how can I get rid of my bad luck?"

"Why are you still calling me fairy? My name is Shen Qing, you can just call me by my name." After all, in the world of immortal cultivation, fairy is a prestigious title for female cultivators with powerful cultivation, just like a doctoral degree in one's previous life.

Shen Qing felt that he was not yet worthy of this diploma.

But this move made Yu Han feel more at ease. She originally thought that she and the monk were from two different worlds, but now it seemed that the other party was also very approachable.

Yu Han nodded, "Miss Shen Qing, my name is Yu Han, you can just call me by my name."

"From the information you mentioned before, your physique changed when you were six years old. Do you still remember what happened that year?" Shen Qing tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, but his eyes were looking straight at her.

Yu Han thought of the past and pursed his lips, "Actually..."

She sighed, "Actually, I won't hide it from you. When I was six years old, my father committed a crime and was demoted. From then on, we became more and more unfortunate..."

Yu Han thought about how after his parents died, he was left on the streets and almost starved to death. Fortunately, he was taken care of by Nanny Zhang from the Chi Mansion and entered the Chi Mansion as a flower slave. Otherwise, he would have become a wandering ghost long ago.

"When I was six years old..." Shen Qing looked at Yu Han's bone age, about fifteen.

When Yu Han was six years old, her father was demoted and sent down. She was six years old nine years ago.

Nine years ago...

"Prime Minister Su's reforms failed, and all his relatives and family members were exiled..." Shen Qing murmured.

"You know that too?" Yu Han was a little surprised. Do cultivators also pay so much attention to the affairs of the mortal world? He even knew everything about Su Xiang's reform.

"Also?" Shen Qing sensitively caught this word.

“My father carried out reforms together with Prime Minister Su, but the reform failed, and he and Prime Minister Su became sinners of the State of Chen.” Then, within a few years, the State of Chen was abolished by the State of Qing.

This is also the reason why Yu Han dared to speak out about the state affairs without any scruples.

As long as you don't mention any sensitive remarks about restoring the nation regarding the previous dynasty, no one will restrict you.

Shen Qing's bony fingertips tapped the tabletop, her brows slightly furrowed. Reform failed, exile, misfortune, Yu Han...

She always felt that there were many connections, but there was still something missing to connect them.

"Sister, there's something wrong!"

Wan'er...

Su Wan'er...

Shen Qing felt as if something sharp had stabbed him in the sea of ​​consciousness. The boundless sea in his sea of ​​consciousness became turbulent, impacting the giant tree in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Before the waves arrived, the giant tree that covered the area for miles flashed with light, and the waves gradually subsided.

"Miss Shen Qing, do you have a headache?" Yu Han looked at Shen Qing pinching her temples and asked with concern.

Shen Qing raised his eyes, and they were filled with darkness.

Yu Han was startled by such a look, "Are you feeling better?"

Shen Qing rubbed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "I'm fine."

Yu Han heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Shen Qing was still so gentle. The look in his eyes just now was rather cold, so he thought that Shen Qing must be in great pain.

"But do monks also get headaches? I thought monks were immune to all diseases."

Shen Qing smiled and said, "Cultivators also get migraines."