Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1204
Chapter 1204: Chapter 1195: The Beauty is Angry, There is No Need for Blood Hand Hall to Exist_1 Chapter 1204: Chapter 1195: The Beauty is Angry, There is No Need for Blood Hand Hall to Exist_1 “How about this?”
Ye Xue'e had a sudden flash of inspiration, her eyes filled with joy: “Let's hold a Flower Apprecation Banquet and invite all the noble ladies of Capital City so that Brother Yun can choose for himself. Once he has someone in mind, the marriage alliance will naturally be dismissed.”
“That's a good idea.”
Third Lady Lin was full of agreement: “Brother Xu's and Brother Zhou's marriages should also be arranged at this age. Why not settle both of their marriages together this time?”
“Let's do it.”
As the words fell on Duchess of Zhen's ears, she made her decision: “Second Daughter-in-law, I'll leave this matter to you. Hold the Flower Appreciation Banquet in two days and invite all the noble young ladies of Capital City, not leaving a single one out.”
“Yes.”
Second Aunt Lin smiled and agreed, standing up to take her leave: “I will go write the invitations right away.”
“I'll help you.”
Third Lady Lin secretly rejoiced as she also stood up, taking Second Aunt Lin's arm, and the two sisters-in-law left Drunken Frost Residence chatting and laughing.
–
As soon as news of the Flower Appreciation Banquet came out, Capital City was bustling.
Noble girls of a certain age came out with their beautiful dreams, and the latest trending jewelry, silk and satin were all sold out.
Business at the Treasure Gathering Pavilion and Boutique was booming, and the shopkeepers were grinning ear to ear.
He Biqiu, Li Mulin, and Princess Huimin were among those young ladies, dressed like blooming flowers in spring, visiting door-to-door.
However, the three girls did not get their wish.
At the same time as the invitations were handed out, Lin Qingluo was conducting soul-searching magic in the Imperial Prison to check the memories of the assassin.
Lin Jinyun's sword-like eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent towards the assassin.
Golden light flickered across Lin Qingluo's forehead as she retracted her flying sword.
Lin Jinyun's eyes lit up, eagerly asking, “Sister, any clues?”
“Fourth Brother, he's just a small player, responsible for attacking the posthouse at night and abducting the princess.”
Lin Qingluo was a little disappointed: “As for who's really behind this, he isn't sure. The person only has a Xichu accent and is willing to pay a sky-high price for disrupting the marriage alliance. They instructed him to hide in a cave for three days, after which the person would be released.”
“Xichu?”
Lin Jinyun's handsome face darkened, and he was filled with murderous intent.
“Sixth Brother, it doesn't matter if we can't find the mastermind behind this.”
Lin Qingluo was full of confidence: “As long as we have Yin'er, there's no news she can't find. It'll just take some time. We'll find out who's behind this sooner or later. They can't run away.”
Lin Jinyun's anger surged: “Blood Hand Hall is no longer necessary.”
“Leave it to me.”
Lin Qingluo took the initiative: “I have already thought of a way to eliminate all the Blood Hand Hall branches in the Fengqi nation, ensuring that none will slip through the net.”
Lin Jinyun's eyes widened in amazement: “How do you plan to do that?”
“For matters of the Jianghu, it's best to let the people of Jianghu deal with it.”
Lin Qingluo's bright, black eyes flashed with cunning: “I plan to use the name of Bare-Hand Medical Immortal to issue a mission at the Thousand-Mechanism Pavilion, gathering heroes of the Jianghu to annihilate Blood Hand Hall.”
Lin Jinyun's heart raced: “Have you thought about the rewards for the mission?”
“About the rewards.”
Lin Qingluo teased with a smile: “Since people of the Jianghu pursue the pinnacle of martial arts, I'll satisfy their desires by giving them an opportunity to enhance their skills by thirty years.”
“An Spirit Pill that can enhance thirty years of skill?”
Lin Jinyun instantly grasped what his sister meant, and his breath hitched for a moment.
“Is there such a miraculous Spirit Pill?”
The three head officials in the Imperial Court were accompanying them, and they instantly gathered around with slightly eager steps.
Xu Ruyun was the most direct: “Your Majesty, you must not forget us with such a good Spirit Pill.”
Chapter end
|
Report
|
|
Donate
Oh o, this user has not set a donation button.
|
