Rebirth: My Healer Wife Owns Superpowers Chapter 424

Chapter 424: Chapter 424: Duke Shen Chapter 424: Chapter 424: Duke Shen Back at the inn, Qi Yue told everyone about her encounter with Liu Zhinan today, and Qingzhu and the others were also puzzled, unable to clarify what the situation was all about.

Zhao Tai suddenly widened his eyes and asked Qi Yue a question she hadn't expected at all.

“Master, if Li Fengshou is really right, and that Liu Zhinan recommends you to take a government position in Nanyue, what will you do?”

Upon hearing this, Qi Yue couldn't help but open her mouth wide; she really felt like giving Zhao Tai a slap.

She pursed her lips silently.

“How about you go in my place when the time comes? How does that sound?”

Zhao Tai was taken aback.

“How could that be okay? I am the master's man and still have to follow the Marquis…”

He only got halfway through his sentence when he realized how ridiculous his question was and couldn't help but laugh in embarrassment.

Qingzhu and the others also burst into hearty laughter.

In the midst of such merry laughter, Zhao Chong received the latest news from the Longnan County Government.

It turned out that Zhao Xiyan had used a feint to the east and an attack to the west, decisively defeating the Beiyuan Army and pushing the front lines all the way to Dengzhou.

Years ago, the people of Dengzhou suffered greatly under the Donggao Army. It was Zhao Xiyan who offered them safety, and during Qi Yue's trip to Donggao, she directly rescued all the captured Beiyuan people.

With these two incidents as a precursor, coupled with the increasingly harder life of the common people over the past two years,
once Zhao Xiyan's troops entered Dengzhou, the people spontaneously lined up to welcome them, hoping they would stay.

Where the people's hearts go, the holder of the hearts commands the world, and thus Dengzhou came under Zhao Xiyan's control.

Zhao Chong read the contents of the letter aloud, enthusiastically sharing stories related to it.

“Master, after what happened in Dengzhou, the surrounding county governments have also become restless. Quite a few local governments have surrendered to the Marquis on their own accord, and they even want the Marquis to be Emperor!”

“Sooner or later.” Qi Yue said indifferently, taking with her the private letter from Zhao Xiyan as she returned to her room.

By now, it could be said that the overall situation was settled.

After all, the Beiyuan royal family's roots had long been rotten. Even if Zhao Xiyan didn't become Emperor, someone else would.

Qi Yue returned to her space and opened the letter from Zhao Xiyan on the rocking chair under the pavilion.

The letter was thick.

From the handwriting, it appeared to be written in several sessions.

“If you're so busy, you shouldn't write at all.” Halfway through reading, Qi Yue couldn't help but mutter.

No sooner had she finished speaking than she saw the next sentence on the letter read exactly:
[Yueyue must be saying if you're too busy, don't bother writing, right? I knew you'd say that… you have to admit, this proves I'm always thinking of you… Yueyue, if you don't come back soon, I might have to come and drag you back…]
Amid the warm sunlight, Qi Yue lay in the slowly rocking chair, laughing like a simpleton.

In this batch of updates, there were also some news about Shen Gong.

The Black Feather Guard had received reliable information that it was the premature attacks launched by Beiyuan and Donggao on Zhao Xiyan that disrupted the original alliance steps among the four countries, leading to Shen Gong turning back to Fengdu on his way to Yindu.

Moreover, he would be arriving tomorrow.

Early in the morning, Qingzhu, Zhao Chong, and Zhao Tai gathered to discuss how to protect Qi Yue!

However, Qi Yue acted as if nothing was wrong, getting up early to practice with her knife and planning to head to the market for breakfast after tidying up.

When she arrived at the front hall and saw Qingzhu and the others, she waved cheerfully.

“You're all here… let's go, to Imperial City Street for breakfast. I heard yesterday that they have delicious crispy skin flatbread.”

Qingzhu hurried from the hall and stopped Qi Yue.

“Master, have you forgotten? Shen Gong is arriving today.”

“So he arrives,” said Qi Yue with a shrug. “You mean to hold a welcome ceremony? Are you confident?”

Qingzhu looked embarrassed, scratching his head and not knowing what to say.

“Master, the brothers have exactly that in mind. They've already gone to scout. Once Marquis Shen enters the West City Gate, they'll catch him off guard…”

“What did you say?” Qi Yue frowned. “You all are really planning to do it? How foolish! This is Nanyue. You think you can intercept Marquis Shen? I fear that before you even make a move, you'll be discovered… When that happens, do you think any of you can escape unscathed?”

She yelled furiously, then hurriedly sent Zhao Chong to send a message.

“Inform the Black Feather Guard that all armed personnel, without exception, are to transfer to the underground black market. Without my orders, no action is to be taken!”

“Yes.” Zhao Chong wore an expression as if he wanted to advise otherwise but didn't dare to, and promptly left.

Qingzhu moved closer to offer advice: “Master, why not let them lie in wait around the inn to ensure your safety…”

Qi Yue raised her hand to stop him from continuing, her eyes and brows filled with helplessness.

“Let me ask you, if all these people were to act, do you have confidence they could kill Marquis Shen?”

“No,” Qingzhu shook his head, “Marquis Shen travels with eight of the powerful Longting Guards by his side; the brothers would have to expend half their strength just to deal with them.”

“That's my point,” Qi Yue couldn't help but spread her hands. “So, if you act now, it's a road to certain death. It doesn't matter if you die, but what about the wives and children at home, or the parents?”

“To expend our lives for our master is our good fortune!”

Qi Yue waved her hand dismissively, a cold look on her face.

“Alright, to lay down lives for this might hardly be good fortune.”

Remembering that Qingzhu and the others were concerned for her safety, her expression softened again.

“Alright, stop fretting over this. Like I said, I can take care of my own safety. If anything urgent happens, you just use your Qinggong skills. We came here hoping for peaceful resolution of disputes, not to start trouble, understand?”

After a good deal of persuasion, Qingzhu and men like Zhao Tai were somewhat moved.

Each of them silently swore in their hearts to protect Qi Yue at all costs.

In the end, the group still ended up going to Imperial City Street to eat crispy skin noodles.

Once the dish was served, Qi Yue understood immediately; this was essentially crispy rice.

The difference was that they fried the noodles in hot oil, scooped them out, then dressed them again with seasoned soup and topped with various vegetables and a couple of pieces of meat.

It was quite similar to when in modern times, youtiao is soaked in hotpot broth.

“You must eat this quickly, it won't be good if it sits too long,” Qi Yue said, already picking up her chopsticks and inviting Qingzhu and the others to start eating.

Just as the stall owner brought over two more bowls and heard her advice, he laughed.

“This young master is certainly a connoisseur! These crispy skin noodles are all about eating them in one go, crunchy and fragrant, melting in your mouth as soon as you chew…”

Before he could finish, he saw that Qi Yue had already polished off one bowl and was contently wiping her lips.

The stall owner was momentarily stunned.

“…Truly, appearances can be deceiving, young master.”

As Qi Yue reached for the second bowl of crispy skin noodles, the commoners on the street suddenly parted to both sides, and those who were talking fell silent.

Sensing something was amiss, Qi Yue also quickly put down her chopsticks and looked toward the street.

Not far away was a procession of about ten people.

At the forefront was an old man with white hair and a white beard, who appeared to be around seventy years old.

He wore a black robe with golden threads that shimmered with a captivating glow in the morning sunlight, no less than the fierce spirit in his lean eyes.

Flanking him to the left and right were two people in black, their entire faces obscured by black veils, rendering their features invisible.

They looked incredibly sinister and terrifying.

Behind these two were guards arranged in a formation of three rows, with the front and back rows of three and the middle row of two.

The attire of these eight people was entirely different from that of the veiled figures in black.

All were dressed in yellow guard uniforms, their faces stern and cold, bearing an aura of authority as if they were on high alert for something.

“Master, it's Marquis Shen,” Qingzhu came to her side, his voice filled with caution.

Chapter end

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