“Senior Brother!” Qiu Feibai said helplessly, casting a deep look at Senior Brother Xuesong.
This senior brother of his had always been unable to keep things to himself. How could he dare reveal something as secret as treating the Great Zhou Empress’s illness?
Was he not afraid that Great Zhou would silence them?
Xuesong sheepishly shut his mouth. Realizing his mistake, he hunched his shoulders and poked at the campfire with a small stick. Sparks crackled and popped softly.
At that moment, none of the three spoke.
The atmosphere grew somewhat awkward.
Xiao Tianchen remained calm and observant. He glanced at Qiu Feibai and Xuesong, a flicker passing through his eyes as he said, “That only proves that Divine Doctor Qiu’s medical skills are exceptional—so much so that even the Great Zhou royal family seeks your help.”
“I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare,” Qiu Feibai replied modestly with a cupped fist. “I was merely traveling through Great Zhou by coincidence.”
He clearly didn’t want to elaborate, and Xiao Tianchen simply smiled faintly, choosing not to press further.
The young man sat upright on a wooden stump, straight as green bamboo. Despite his simple posture, his innate nobility was impossible to conceal. After observing him for a moment, Qiu Feibai asked, “Young General, are you from nearby Xining City?”
Xiao Tianchen looked up. The flickering firelight reflected in his eyes, adding a touch of fervor and resolve to his youthful gaze.
“No.”
“I came from the capital. I originally planned to enter the city to find my younger sister, but the gates of Sifang City have been tightly shut these past few days. They say Great Zhou and Sifang City are at war. So I’ve been wandering the snowy plains, hunting down people from the Divine Maiden Palace—and happened to run into you.”
Qiu Feibai nodded.
Beside them, Xuesong tore off a chunk of roasted rabbit meat, eating with grease all over his mouth. “Thanks to you, Young General. Otherwise, the two of us old fellows might’ve died out here without anyone ever knowing.”
“Whew… hot… too hot. Junior Brother, have a bite.”
Qiu Feibai frowned, glanced at it, and looked utterly disgusted.
Xuesong pouted and continued eating.
“I originally intended to kill Jiang Yunxi…” Xiao Tianchen had barely begun—
“Cough, cough…!” Xuesong choked violently on a mouthful of meat, spraying bits everywhere as his face flushed red and he coughed uncontrollably.
Seeing his reaction, a sharp glint flashed through Xiao Tianchen’s eyes.
“My apologies for the embarrassment, Young General,” Qiu Feibai said helplessly, patting Xuesong on the back while complaining, “Senior Brother, is someone competing with you for food?”
“Slow down, slow down!”
After catching his breath, Xuesong cautiously looked at the young man across from him. “Jiang Yunxi… she… what did she do?”
“You want to kill her?”
“What did she do?” Xiao Tianchen’s expression suddenly turned cold. He stood up and looked out beyond the tent at the vast expanse of snow, speaking slowly:
“My younger sister is innocent, righteous—a truly good woman. After our father passed away, Sifang City could no longer accommodate her, so I sent people to bring her to the capital.”
“But on the way, she encountered Jiang Yunxi. That vicious wretch actually severed two of my sister’s fingers while she was still alive—and even deliberately sent them back to the capital for me to see!”
Xiao Tianchen clenched his fists, his entire body trembling slightly.
His eyes were resolute, yet glistening faintly with tears. “And that wasn’t enough. She tortured my sister, envied her beauty, and even destroyed her face…”
His voice was filled with hatred, teeth gritted as if he wished he could devour someone alive.
Qiu Feibai lowered his head with a sigh.
Jiang Yunxi had committed countless evils. That she had come to such an end was also due to his own failure to educate her properly—leading to such harm befalling Xiao Tianchen and his sister.
Xuesong’s face burned hot with guilt, not daring to lift his head.
Xiao Tianchen continued in a calmer tone, “My sister was once valiant and free-spirited, someone who loved boldly and hated boldly—not like ordinary women. Now crippled and disfigured… I fear she may not wish to go on living. She is my only family left.”
“So, Divine Doctor Qiu—no matter what your relationship with Jiang Yunxi was, as long as you can heal my sister, I will not harm you.”
“No!”
Qiu Feibai tossed a piece of firewood into the flames and looked up at Xiao Tianchen. “Jiang Yunxi has nothing to do with us.”
“If not for you, we would likely have died at the hands of the Divine Maiden Palace. As for everything else… Jiang Yunxi is already dead. There’s no need to bring it up again.”
Xuesong sneaked a glance at Xiao Tianchen, not daring to speak.
Xiao Tianchen let out a breath of relief. Lifting his armor slightly, he sat back down on the wooden stump. “In about two days—two days, and we’ll reach Sifang City.”
…
Sifang City, the courier station.
The walls of the station weren’t very high—anyone standing on tiptoe could see the figures moving inside.
Most of the passing townspeople couldn’t help but glance curiously into the station as they walked by.
At this moment, the main gate of the station was tightly shut. Several soldiers of the Great Zhou stood guard outside with long spears in hand, their expressions stern. No commoner dared approach.
“Now that we’ve changed city lords, why hasn’t that Great Zhou envoy left yet?”
“Exactly. Our city lord has already rebelled—there’s no need to curry favor with the Zhou anymore. Didn’t we even take Lindong City?”
“City Lord Ye is practically a god!”
“You don’t know this, do you? I heard that Lord Meng and our city lord are actually quite close…”
The townspeople whispered among themselves.
In the rear courtyard of the courier station, Qin Fengyi stood with her hands behind her back, her expression imposing.
Sun Yang and several of his subordinates knelt on the ground.
“We impersonated Meng Yuquan’s party as planned. Once inside Great Zhou territory, the entire group was ambushed and wiped out. Meng Yuquan’s body was destroyed beyond recognition.”
After reporting, Sun Yang cautiously looked up at Qin Fengyi and added, “That old fox must have received the news by now. It’s been days—his son-in-law died on the road, yet he hasn’t shown the slightest reaction.”
Qin Fengyi curled her lips into a cold smile. “He was just a disposable pawn to begin with. I doubt he ever intended for Meng Yuquan to return alive.”
“Get up.”
Only then did Sun Yang and the others rise to their feet.
To prevent suspicion from the Left Prime Minister and the Great Zhou court over Meng Yuquan’s prolonged absence, Qin Fengyi had escorted the Prime Minister’s men into Zhou territory and staged the ambush herself—ensuring Meng Yuquan’s complete annihilation.
“From now on, we can’t use Meng Yuquan’s identity to move around Sifang City anymore,” Qin Fengyi said.
Sun Yang and the others nodded in agreement.
“Your Majesty, Lin Xianzhong has surrendered to Ye Tian. That useless man even handed over the military tally to him. What should we do next?” Sun Yang asked through gritted teeth.
Qin Fengyi frowned slightly. “Wait for now.”
“Lin Xianzhong has surrendered—he’s more anxious than we are. Let’s observe how things develop.”
“Yes!”
…
“We have to go to school again?”
“I don’t want to go! What’s the point of studying?”
“If bad people come, can studying scare them away?”
Ye Shuangxue pouted, her small body standing stiffly as she protested to Ye Tian.
Now that things had gradually stabilized, the matter of the children’s education was back on the agenda—there could be no more delays.
More importantly, once these three little troublemakers were sent off, Ye Tian’s ears would finally get some peace and quiet.
“That’s not up to you. You’re going, no matter what!”
“Objection denied!”
After saying this, Ye Tian ignored his daughter and turned to the eldest and the youngest. “You two don’t have any objections, right?”
“No.”
“No.”
Ye Yunting and Xiao Jiang shook their heads in unison.
Ye Tian smiled in satisfaction.
Ye Shuangxue’s little face flushed with anger as she glared at him. She then turned her pleading gaze toward Sun Wuji.
Sun Wuji quickly turned his head away and gnawed on the large radish in his hand.
She looked toward Old Yang.
Old Yang pursed his lips, about to speak with a smile—when Ye Tian shot him a look.
Immediately, Old Yang switched to a fawning expression and said, “Your father is right!”
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