Imperial Treasure

Chapter 1455: Chapter 849: Beauty Jade

Gong Jiu showed the photographs to Ye Zixu and the others. The same subject, the same angle; yet the text appeared different in the two photos.

It’s like seeing a ghost!

"No need to delve into it... In this area, we are wholly ignorant... However, it is necessary to preserve the photos."

Everyone abandoned further study, only asking Gong Jiu to photograph these items... Anyway, Sui Yi can understand them...

Not just Sui Yi can understand, perhaps.

Su Zimu observed that up ahead, Gu Sansi and Jiang Chenyu seemed to be examining these treasures individually... Not too seriously, but with a sense of nostalgia.

Nostalgia?

What an odd feeling.

Just like Sui Yi.

Su Zimu turned and saw Mo Ke, also lost in thought, not far away.

Have they noticed?

Sui Yi and these two... share a common secret.

A strange sense of discomfort arose within.

Despite their slow study, Gong Jiu and others caught up with those ahead.

For example, the Shen Family’s young lady now thoughtfully gazed at the half-person-high stele in front of her.

This stele is entirely made of jade, quite large, and entirely of white jade, yet veined with coral red streaks, complete and peerless treasure. However, carved upon this treasure in vertical script is something incomprehensible to those gathered around; they cannot grasp what purpose this peerless jade serves.

Yet, they do not deny its value.

Even people like Zhou Yu and Jin Laifu from long-established financial dynasties stood captivated before this white Blood Jade.

Shen Ci stood at the forefront because of her high status; a woman, the others dared not press. Only Zhou Yu and Qian Kui were beside her...

Everyone reached out to touch the jade, cold to the touch, remaining so even after some time, as if it has always been cold...

Differing from some jade’s warmth, it felt somewhat off...

Watching intently, Shen Ci slowly extended her hand...

Everyone had touched it; her touching wouldn’t matter much.

But...

"Best not touch it."

A clear airy voice drifted on the breeze, cool to the ears. Shen Ci instinctively understood it was directed at her, retracting her hand as she turned to look.

It was Jiang Chenyu.

"Why?" Shen Ci asked.

"It’s called Beauty Jade." Jiang Chenyu leaned against a peach tree, behind her the expressionless Du Meng. She gazed at Shen Ci through the flurry of peach blossoms, calmly saying, "There’s a legend of a woman deeply in love with a man, their affection unwavering. As the man joined the military abroad, she awaited him for ten fruitless years, shedding tears that turned to jade, eventually transforming into a white jade stone, eternally waiting at the gate for his return..."

Shen Ci laughed upon hearing this, "Miss Jiang, are you suggesting that true love is as flawless and eternal as jade?"

From her unchanged expression and composed tone, it was evident her attitude towards such affection was indifferent.

"Flawless? Quite the opposite," Jiang Chenyu scooped a few peach petals with her hand, smiling faintly, "Soon after she became white jade, the man, already promoted and titled, heard and came, offering the jade as a betrothal gift to the princess he was marrying... A bridal procession ten miles long, immaculate white jade. As they stepped to perform the ceremony, the jade suddenly shed tears, tears that became blood, ensnaring the pristine white jade... for thousands of years."

Shen Ci was perplexed and, furrowing her brows, said, "What a truly unpleasant legend."

"Did I ever say it was just a legend?"

The crowd fell silent.

Zhou Yu instinctively pointed to the Beauty Jade within half a meter of his position, chuckling, "Miss Jiang isn’t suggesting that this Beauty Jade is indeed that sorrowful woman’s transformation, is she? Even if true, it’s truly more pitiful than endearing."

He seemed unfearful.

Gong Jiu cared more about results, "What happened next? That scoundrel?"

Jiang Chenyu pointed with her finger, "Two lines of tears in life, one for his devotion, the other for his callousness. Two lines of blood tears, two threads... The extra, one thread is him."

Everyone instinctively looked at the Beauty Jade.

A swath of coral red blood streaks... countless, densely packed.

Probably more than ten thousand!

"Haha, surely you don’t mean each blood streak symbolizes a life, do you..."

Jin Laifu’s laughter abruptly stopped because Jiang Chenyu remained silent.

"Rubbish, we all just touched it..."

Qian Kui sneered, dismissing Jiang Chenyu’s words as mere scaremongering.

Yet Jiang Chenyu gazed deeply under the peach tree, smiling.

She said nothing.

Zhou Yu and the others silently withheld their irritation. If not for Jiang Chenyu’s remarkable medical skills, they would’ve rid themselves of her and her nonsense long ago.