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Chapter 635: No Sense of Martial Virtue
Chapter 635: No Sense of Martial Virtue
“Xieye Holy Maiden is a real enigma.”
Meng Qianqian, who had lived two lifetimes, still couldn’t figure out what had happened to her.
“Have you resolved your grudge with Wuma?”
She changed the subject.
There were more pressing matters to attend to, and the mystery of Xieye Holy Maiden could wait for a more thorough investigation.
Ultimately, her priority was to take care of Tan'er and ensure she didn’t experience the pain of being abandoned again.
Si She remained silent.
Meng Qianqian sensed something was off. “Did something go wrong?”
Wuma had tormented his tribespeople, driving a woman to suicide, an act that left an indelible scar on Si She’s heart.
Last time, at the Black Armor Legion’s camp, he hadn’t killed Wuma because he had to rush to save Chen Long.
This time, had something new happened?
She didn’t believe Si She was soft-hearted.
While Si She wasn’t bloodthirsty, his heart might be even harder than Chen Long’s.
Because he had no weaknesses, no soft spots.
“Someone rescued him,” Si She said.
“Rescued him from you?”
Meng Qianqian was surprised.
When Si She was determined to kill, even Ji Li might not stand a chance.
Unless it was his brother, Chen Long.
But Chen Long was recuperating at the Crown Prince’s Mansion.
A hint of confusion flashed in Si She’s eyes. “A very strange person, with martial arts techniques I’ve never seen before.”
His description was vague, and there could be countless people who fit the criteria.
But for some reason, a mysterious figure immediately came to Meng Qianqian’s mind.
She asked, “Was he wearing a black cloak and a black hood, with a silver mask covering his entire face, not revealing a single inch of skin? Even his hands were covered in gloves? His voice sounded like a broken windpipe, hoarse and inhuman?”
Si She asked suspiciously, “Have you seen him?”
Meng Qianqian nodded. “A master who has been disfigured and whose voice has been ruined. He’s helped me several times when I was in danger. I suspect he also destroyed the traps in the second half of the Miasma Forest and might have intercepted Zishu, who was supposed to ambush us.”
Si She said, “Could he be the same person Haizhu saw in the Ministry of Punishments? The one who convinced her to cooperate with us.”
Meng Qianqian pondered, “I had my suspicions before, but now I’m certain it’s him.”
Si She asked, “Who is he? Why is he helping us? Why did he persuade Haizhu to join us? And why did he save Wuma?”
Meng Qianqian didn’t respond.
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On a sunny morning, Lu Yuan and Meng Qianqian set out.
Bao Zhuzhu, clutching her beloved little tambourine, bid farewell to everyone at the palace.
“Take care, Great-Grandpa! Take care, Great-Grandma! Take care, Grandma Hui!”
The Liang Emperor was extremely reluctant to let them go.
Consort Chen’s eyes were filled with tears.
Jiang Huiyi’s nose was also tingling.
How could they let go of such a cute little bundle of joy?
She glanced at her small, scrawny nephew, who barely had any meat on his bones, and felt a slight disdain.
Nie Er burst into tears. “Will you come back to see me?”
Bao Zhuzhu stood on her tiptoes and patted his shoulder like a little adult. “Of course, I will! Don’t cry.”
Nie Er sobbed, “Promise me, you have to come back! Pinky swear!”
Bao Zhuzhu extended her soft, chubby finger. “Pinky swear!”
The Miao King called for White Xiu Bo to return to Wushan Mountains.
Liu Qingyun was too lazy to go, not wanting to endure the long journey.
The Miao King’s face darkened. “Daughters are no longer manageable!”
Lu Zhaoyan, suppressing his excitement, bowed to the Miao King. “Your son-in-law will see you off, Father-in-law.”
“Humph!”
The Miao King swept away!
“Luo Shan!”
He called out to his substitute grandson.
Luo Shan was gone.
He had been taken by the Liang Emperor.
The reason was a letter Lu Yuan had given to Consort Chen before they left.
She was to estimate the time and hand it to the Liang Emperor only after they had left the city.
The Liang Emperor, upon reading the letter, was overjoyed!
“Brat! You kept such important news from me for half a month! Do you know how worried I’ve been!”
Unfortunately, they were already out of the city, or he would have had Lu Yuan strung up and beaten for three days and three nights!
As for taking Luo Shan, the Liang Emperor had his reasons.
He gazed at the message, his furrowed brows gradually relaxing.
He looked up at the vast sky, his heart filled with joy.
He carefully caressed the words, as if afraid to disturb this hard-earned surprise. “Heaven has been kind to me.”
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“Why did Si She suddenly part ways with us? What did you say to him?”
On the carriage leaving the city, Lu Yuan asked Meng Qianqian.
This time, they were heading to Youzhou. Besides the two of them, Tan'er, Banxia, Yu Zi Chuan, Qing Shuang, Ji Li, and Chen Long were all going along.
Si She, who usually never left Ji Li’s side, had bid them farewell.
Meng Qianqian said, “I told him about Tan'er’s background.”
Lu Yuan asked, “The Xieye Holy Maiden?”
Meng Qianqian nodded. “Yes, he doesn’t have much interaction with her. He plans to return to Liling Island to see if he can uncover any clues from the past.”
Lu Yuan asked skeptically, “He has never met Tan'er?”
Meng Qianqian replied, “No.”
Lu Yuan thought for a moment. “Liling Island isn’t small. If they deliberately avoided each other, they might never have met.”
Especially since Si She was of royal blood, making it nearly impossible for ordinary people to encounter him.
Meng Qianqian added, “We also talked about a mysterious master who saved Wuma.”
Lu Yuan said, “Oh?”
Meng Qianqian continued, “And about a favor the Grand Marshal promised to do for Si She.”
Lu Yuan finally showed some interest. “What favor?”
Meng Qianqian didn’t elaborate.
She turned to him, a smile playing on her lips. “Great Governor, you seem increasingly curious about Xiao Jiu. Could it be that you’ve fallen for her, head over heels?”
Lu Yuan hadn’t forgotten how she had teased him in the carriage, stirring his blood.
Was she taking advantage of her pregnancy, thinking he wouldn’t dare do anything to her?
“I have a hundred ways to deal with you.”
Lu Yuan flipped over, pinning her delicate wrists above her head, his eyes filled with a restrained desire, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Meng Qianqian realized she had gone too far. She blinked innocently. “Xiao Jiu was wrong. I won’t do it again.”
Lu Yuan, still holding her wrist, his other hand gently traced her delicate collarbone. “Too late to apologize now.”
“Damn!”
Cui Hu, who was driving the carriage, felt a shiver run down his spine and grabbed Yu Zi Chuan, fleeing the scene.
Yu Zi Chuan asked, “Why are you taking me with you?”
Cui Hu covered his ears. “For your own good.”
He remembered something and turned back to warn White Horse. “Old Bai, run! Don’t get lost!”
White Horse, whose hooves were nearly sparking, thought, …No sense of martial virtue! Why didn’t you cover my ears too?!!
(End of Chapter)
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