Yu Nianzhao spread open his palm, and the large knife had already reverted to the form of a dagger, "This is the Judgment Blade, and it’s not really a Magic Artifact, so don’t even think about it. This thing, only I can touch it."
The Judgment Blade of the Underworld can only be wielded by King Yan.
"Judgment Blade? It sounds so prestigious, much more powerful than the Magic Artifact of our Dongfang Family."
"You did quite well just now; if you hadn’t stopped those servants, it would have harmed innocent people."
"Thank you for the praise, Princess." Dongfang Chenyuan suddenly felt spirited and could not stop himself from smiling.
"Thank you, Princess. If it weren’t for your timely assistance, the one who would have silently died today would be my Xiangyun. I will never forget your great kindness."
Mrs. Ling was teary-eyed and suddenly rushed forward to kneel before her.
Yu Nianzhao quickly supported her, "Mrs. Ling, what are you doing? I may not have married Prince Su yet, but in terms of seniority, I will call you Aunt in the future. Saving Xiangyun, my cousin, is already a duty, you need not be so ceremonious."
Mrs. Ling was overwhelmed with emotion; she held Yu Nianzhao’s hand and said, "Wonderful, wonderful, Prince Su is truly blessed with such a lovely wife. If you do not mind, please come often to the General’s Mansion and treat it as your own home."
"Since it is so, about Xiangyun..."
"Rest assured, her illness has been transferred back to Sui Meng. Sui Meng has now died from her own actions, and Xiangyun is fine. As for her fortune, I have firmly grasped it, and I will return it to her shortly."
"That’s good, that’s good!"
Only then did Mrs. Ling completely relax.
Mr. Ling looked at Sui Meng’s corpse with a complex expression, finally sighed, and said, "Enough, have the steward send Sui Meng’s body back to her hometown, to be buried with her mother. After all, it was her father who deceived her into this situation, she’s quite pitiable."
Mrs. Ling sighed too, "Alright, let’s do as the General says."
Back in the room, Mr Chen smiled broadly and said, "Indeed, where the Princess is present, dangers are transformed into safety. Miss Ling’s body is like a withered flower rejuvenated with life, her stubborn affliction unexpectedly disappeared instantly, it’s truly incredible."
"That’s because someone cast a Transfer Curse, taking away her health; her illness symptoms were transferred to Miss Ling." Dongfang Chenyuan couldn’t help but manipulate his mystical expertise, explaining once to Mr Chen.
Mr Chen touched his beard, nodded seriously, "I see, so there is such a malicious curse in the world? Transferring illness? This is too overreaching."
"Mr Chen, is our daughter really okay? Why hasn’t she woken up yet?" Mrs. Ling worriedly looked at the still sleeping Ling Xiangyun. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩
"I just burned the talisman, her consciousness will temporarily be in a daze, this is normal, she will be fine shortly." Yu Nianzhao let go of her hand, returning Ling Xiangyun’s fortune back to her body.
Sure enough, not long after, Ling Xiangyun awakened.
The cold ailment that troubled her for years suddenly vanished, Mr Chen checked her pulse again, confirmed her body was healthy, and then left the General’s Mansion.
Ling Xiangyun looked rosy, her gaze almost glued to Yu Nianzhao, she shyly thanked, "Thank you, cousin sister-in-law, Xiangyun’s life was snatched back by you, I am very grateful. If possible, Xiangyun would like to serve by your side to repay this kindness."
"Serve by my side?" Yu Nianzhao was startled; was it the kind of service she thought?
Mrs. Ling laughed out loud, "If the Princess were a man, Xiangyun would absolutely be smitten and want to marry the Princess."
Ling Xiangyun’s face instantly turned as red as an apple, she held both her cheeks and coquettishly said, "Mother, what nonsense are you talking about? I... I don’t."
"No... no, really." Her momentum weakened a lot.
"Speaking of which, I remember warning you several times, not to go near water sources. Who were you meeting at the lakeside that day?" Yu Nianzhao recalled the matter and bluntly asked her.
The blush on Ling Xiangyun’s face quickly faded, sensing her parents’ expectant gazes, she opened her mouth to speak but hesitated.
"Sister, just speak, it’s making me anxious." Ling Shuhan urged her.
"I..." Ling Xiangyun was about to cry.
Her rendezvous with Feng Qinglong was an illicit meeting. If word got out, it would be considered improper interaction.
Ling Xiangyun, born from a military family, couldn’t bear such rumors.
"Cousin Xiangyun, everyone here is family, you don’t need to feel ashamed, speaking honestly won’t harm you."
Yu Nianzhao’s voice seemed magical, gradually calming Ling Xiangyun’s restless heart.
"Cousin sister-in-law, I understand." Ling Xiangyun sniffed, feeling guilty, "It was Feng Qinglong, Feng invited me out."
"What? Feng Qinglong? That toparch from a poor family?" Mr. Ling frowned, "The one who always speaks so elegantly, the one who likes to recite poetry like having a meal, Feng Qinglong?"
Ling Xiangyun awkwardly nodded, "It was him."
"What were you doing with him? Could it be...you fancy him?"
"While I went with Aunt to Five Balance Mountain to pray, I happened to meet Feng, he and I exchanged verses, engaged in enjoyable conversation. I do indeed have a slight affection for him."
Under Yu Nianzhao’s encouraging gaze, Ling Xiangyun chose to honestly reveal her feelings.
"My goodness, sister, how do you fancy a scholar? Our old Ling Family has been soldiers for generations, yet you like a person who speaks so elegantly."
Ling Shuhan seemed to have swallowed a bitter melon, his face scrunched up.
Ling Xiangyun pouted and said, "Just because it’s a military family, didn’t father also name brothers with ’Shu’ [Book] to emphasize scholarly air? What’s wrong with me liking scholars?"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Suddenly being named, Mr. Ling felt a bit awkward, "The ’Shu’ generation wasn’t named by me, it was your grandfather’s idea, yes, it was your grandfather’s!"
He skillfully transferred the blame to the auxiliary general, since he wasn’t here, he could pass the buck as he pleased.
"These are not important." Yu Nianzhao took a sip of tea, "What’s important is, this person has no sense of responsibility. You fell into the lake, and he had no reaction, even saying ’I can’t swim’. Without even calling for help, only willing to watch you die, could you develop a liking for this man? Even if you have feelings, you should stamp it out, hard under your feet! Isn’t he just a scumbag, the sooner you cut ties the better."