With Chu Shuo’s vigorous promotion, the entire city of Luoyang knew that it was his sixth sister who had resolved the evil spirits on Qingyuan Mountain.
While the people were grateful and overjoyed, there were also many who cried bitterly.
The prefect had sent their daughters back, but they were no longer recognizable as bodies, only thin layers of skin remained.
The Qian family sbrusht money to hold a grand ritual with Taoist priests and later invited high-ranking monks to chant sutras for salvation.
However, the girls’ lingering grievances persisted.
In the end, even the high-ranking monk gave up.
Unexpectedly, Nanli drew several transcendence talisman and forcibly dispelled the girls’ grievances.
The path to the underworld obrushed, and one by one, the girls entered to be reincarnated, leaving Nanli pale and struggling to support herself.
It was because the transcendence talisman consumed a considerable amount of her energy.
After Nanli finished drawing, she fell into a deep sleep for two or three days.
Having been in the military for a long time, Ye Siheng had some knowledge of medical skills.
After examining her pulse, he knew that her exhaustion was the cause, and his heart slightly calmed.
However, Chu Shuo was different.
Having witnessed the power of his sixth sister, he was now terrified.
He personally invited a renowned physician to diagnose Nanli ’s pulse.
The physician’s diagnosis was similar to Ye Siheng’s, stating that she was simply exhausted.
Upon hearing this, Aunt Qian immediately informed the Qian family’s steward, who promptly sent ginseng, lingzhi mushrooms, and various delicacies, filling the entire courtyard, waiting for Nanli to wake up and nourish herself.
So, when Nanli woke up, Aunt Qian eagerly approached her and asked, “Miss Chu, in the kitchen, we have simmered pigeon soup, lingzhi lean meat soup, and dove soup... which soup would you like to have?”
Chu Shuo chimed in, “There’s also lily porridge, fish slice porridge, and bird’s nest porridge... which porridge would you like to have?”
Nanli ’s mind was still hazy, and hearing about so many soups and porridges made her head spin.
“Dove soup and bird’s nest porridge,” Ye Siheng answered.
He was dressed in black robes, exuding a hint of coolness, having just returned from outside.
Aunt Qian, as a concubine, was not qualified to meet such an esteemed guest, so she always felt a bit fearful of Ye Siheng.
She tugged at Chu Shuo’s sleeve and said, “Alright, I’ll have someone bring them immediately.”
Although Chu Shuo wanted to stay, when Ye Siheng glanced at him, he trembled slightly and quickly left.
The room fell silent.
Ye Siheng poured a cup of warm water for her.
“You’ve been asleep for two days. Drink some water to moisten your throat first.”
Nanli took it and met his gaze, feeling somewhat surprised.
“It’s been two days already?” She took a few sips and felt her throat much more comfortable.
Ye Siheng nodded, his brows slightly furrowed.
“It seems that the transcendence talisman have consumed a lot of your energy.”
He had seen Nanli ’s pale complexion and her body seemingly on the verge of collapse that day, and his heart had clenched with a hint of pain.
“These are high-level talisman, naturally consuming energy,” Nanli replied.
Ye Siheng was somewhat astonished.
“I heard those Taoist priests say that they had never seen such transcendence talisman before. Did you create them yourself?”
“I didn’t create them myself. Sometimes, certain talisman come to mind,” Nanli said.
“It’s as if I had learned them before.” Although she could create some peculiar talisman on her own, these high-level transcendence talisman were different and extremely difficult to create.
That’s why she was certain that she hadn’t created them herself.
Ye Siheng was even more amazed and chuckled, “Could it be that in your previous life, you were also a celestial master, and Meng Po’s soup didn’t work on you?”
Nanli rarely saw him joking and laughed along, saying, “It’s quite possible.”
Whether Meng Po’s soup was effective or not, she didn’t know.
But she had indeed lived two lives and carried her memories into this world.
Soon, the Qian family’s servants brought in the pigeon soup and bird’s nest porridge.
Nanli had just woken up and couldn’t eat too much.
After filling her stomach a bit, Qing Feng arrived.
His expression was grim, as if he had encountered a difficult situation.
After dismissing the Qian family’s servants, he didn’t avoid Nanli and directly said, “My lord, we have found out that the Lord Dou intercepted the documents from Luoyang.”
Upon hearing this, Nanli knew immediately what they were investigating.
The city of Luoyang had been plagued by demonic disturbances for quite some time.
The court had been informed early on, yet no news had reached them.
Surely, someone was sabotaging their efforts.
Indeed, only high-ranking officials in the cabinet could intercept the reports.
Ye Siheng narrowed his eyes and murmured, “The Lord Dou? It’s the Dou family again.”
This reminded Nanli, who asked, “The one I encountered with the Second Prince at the Bright Moon Tower, was he The Lord Dou’s son?”
“Correct,” Ye Siheng nodded slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips. “It’s quite interesting, isn’t it?”
The Lord Dou held the position of Minister of War and enjoyed the Emperor’s trust, making him a powerful figure in the court.
Qing Feng asked, “Prince, do we need to apprehend the Dou family?”
“No need. Let’s first capture their underlings and make The Lord Dou anxious,” Ye Siheng spoke slowly.
“I suspect those behind The Lord Dou will soon take action.”
The court was likely undergoing changes, and Ye Siheng couldn’t stay in Luoyang for long.
He decided to return to the capital ahead of time, leaving a squad of Black Armor Guards to protect Nanli on her journey back.
The host Qian was grateful for Nanli ’s great favor and, without her needing to ask, presented her with fifteen thousand taels of silver.
To facilitate Nanli ’s return to the capital, they also prepared banknotes for her.
Nanli accepted them but proposed that host Qian establish a medical clinic specifically for the impoverished people, using the fifteen thousand taels for that purpose.
Although the Qian family often made charitable donations, they had never considered obrushing a medical clinic for the poor. There was no place for them to seek medical treatment.
Upon hearing Nanli ’s explanation, host Qian immediately agreed to the idea.
Nanli had long wanted to accomplish this, but she lacked the financial means and resources.
With the Qian family’s assistance, her task would be much easier.
The Qian family had wealth and shops, so obrushing a medical clinic was not difficult, but it would take some time.
While the host Qian and Nanli were busy with this matter, their only daughter suddenly insisted on getting married.
And she wanted to marry a poor scholar who had failed the provincial examination several times.
Chu Shuo, who doted on his young cousin Qian Ruolan, hurriedly tried to dissuade her.
“Little cousin, your uncle has investigated that scholar thoroughly. His family is extremely impoverished. His mother even sold their fields to support his studies, yet he hasn’t even passed the provincial examination!”
“That’s not all. He’s already twenty-five! Nearly ten years older than you!”
“If you insist on marrying him, he won’t even be able to provide a decent betrothal gift. Don’t be foolish!”
Qian Ruolan grew angry and shouted from behind the door, “I have a deep connection with him, Uncle. I don’t care about age or wealth. He possesses great talent, and I believe he will succeed in the next provincial examination! Besides, Father dotes on me. Just ask him to prepare a larger dowry for me, and I won’t have to suffer!”
Upon hearing this, the host Qian’s anger rose, but he didn’t want to argue with his daughter.
He could only say, “Then wait until he becomes a scholar before proposing. At that time, your father will surely agree and prepare a generous dowry for you.”
However, Qian Ruolan disagreed,
“No, I don’t want to wait another three years! Within ten days, I will marry him!”