Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 102 Turning the Tables to Become King (15)

The word "unfilial" circled around 2345's lips several times, but it didn't dare to say it. It could only puff out its cheeks slightly to show its dissatisfaction.

Although there are only fine, long hairs on its face, you can't see any expression at all.

However, what he showed was dissatisfaction. In reality, 2345 vaguely felt that what the host said was right: a person who is blindly loyal is pitiful yet not pitiful.

He brushed past the stench of money along the way, and everything gleamed.

The two did not stay there for long. Although Shen Yun wanted to stay a little longer, after all, money makes the world go round, and the gold left by her deceased general father was enough to turn those who followed Xia Yuliu into opportunists.

If things remain unchanged, she thought for a moment, nodded, and decided to just smash it to death.

She brought over an empty wooden barrel filled with some tables, chairs, and benches that she had casually chopped up. At first glance, it seemed to have no flaws. However, this was not a long-term solution, so she did not return to the palace. Instead, she pulled Xia Yuyan along and jogged to a slightly secluded place.

There were a few scattered houses there, their roofs dilapidated from wind and sun exposure, and in many cases, one could even see inside from the rooftops, thus thwarting the plan to scale the walls and leap across the eaves.

The grayish-brown soil crumbled down, mixed with a few straws. Shen Yun looked around suspiciously, then looked up and stared for a long time, his expression gradually turning grim.

This is no other place than the poorest part of the entire capital.

The people living inside were none other than the original owner's brothers who had risked their lives for him.

After the original owner entered the palace, those who had previously obeyed her or her father were eventually sent away one by one. The better ones are now in this state, while the worse ones are even unknown whether they are alive or dead.

She pushed open the door, her steps heavy.

Before they had taken more than a few steps, he thrust a sword straight at her chest, and with Xia Yuyan in toe, they landed far away, their clothes fluttering.

The man missed his first attack and was about to strike again when he saw the face of the person in front of him.

It was already past midnight. Although the sky was still dark, there was a layer of hazy light.

"Young Miss!" The man excitedly took a step forward, then knelt down with a "plop".

The commotion outside was so loud that the people who were observing inside couldn't help but come out. Upon seeing the scene, there were several more "plop" sounds.

Shen Yun, who had been hoping they would come out and ease the tension, was stunned. But in an instant, she put on a stern face and said seriously, "Get up now! A man kneels to heaven, earth, and his parents. How can he kneel to me?"

Upon hearing this, the men did not stand up; instead, their eyes reddened. "It is because we are incompetent and unable to protect the general that the young lady is now living like an abandoned woman in the palace."

Having already prepared himself to offer advice, Shen Yun tugged at the corners of his mouth, his smile gradually fading as he took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

After hesitating for a long time, she ultimately did not make a move. Although these people were skilled in martial arts, they were really bad at using their brains. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been taken down so quickly and ended up in such a state.

The original owner had considered having them learn it, but unexpectedly, after studying the Hundred Family Surnames for several years, they only remembered sixteen characters.

Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li; Zhou, Wu, Zheng, Wang; Feng, Chen, Chu, Wei; Jiang, Shen, Han, Yang.

She comforted herself, thinking that being able to use the term "abandoned wife" was already an improvement, at least she wasn't using "resentful wife."

2345 stared wide-eyed, thinking silently, really not understanding how an abandoned woman could be any better than a resentful woman.

Completely ignored, Xia Yuyan was leaning against a poplar tree, his head slightly lowered. Only his trembling eyelashes could be vaguely seen, as if he was frightened by the scene, or as if he was thinking about something else.

Seeing her pale face, the men assumed they had hit a nerve and immediately began hurling insults. Few people from the military camp were refined; even those who appeared gentle on the surface were wild at heart. Shen Yun rubbed the bulging veins on her forehead, her expression unchanged, and said, "Don't get the wrong idea. Who am I? Do you think I'd be bullied by those little brats?"

The others didn't understand what "Little Rascal" meant, but judging from his tone, it wasn't something nice, so they immediately agreed.

Shen Yun carefully examined the group. Their voices were strong and resonant, but they were dressed in tattered clothes and their hair was simply tied up with a straw tag.

Without avoiding Xia Yuyan, Shen Yun took out several gold ingots from his pocket and handed them over, then said a long speech.

At first, the group frowned deeply and refused to listen, but after hearing the meaning behind the words of the person in front of them, their brows gradually relaxed, and their dull eyes seemed to be filled with light.

The leading man stepped forward abruptly, clasped his hands in a fist and said, “Don’t worry, Miss. We will not let you down in doing what you have instructed us to do. The Mu family army only listens to you.”

The remaining few, who were a step behind, also repeatedly expressed their loyalty.

With a sharp rooster crow, the gray sky began to lighten with a hint of dawn.

Although there was still much to say, Shen Yun had no choice but to take Xia Yuyan back after being reminded by 2345.

Xia Yuliu was on her way to her palace.

Xia Yuyan was held by the hand, and a look of joy appeared on his face. Then he felt what it meant for the wind to whistle past his ears in the distance.

Heaven will not let a person be lucky forever, but it can let a person be unlucky forever.

Shen Yun held Xia Yuyan's hand, and Xia Yuyan's fingers intertwined as if by accident.

Xia Yuliu walked towards him.

His sleeves were decorated with patterns of varying shades, and importantly, the silk thread used was dyed green, creating a remarkably harmonious scene with the contrast between the dark and light green.

2345's face twitched, and he instantly realized that the name Xia Yuliu was indeed well-chosen; someone else might not have been able to handle it.

Xia Yuliu was initially incredulous at the sight, but his face darkened after a few moments. His empress was holding hands with another man. Regardless of whether he liked this woman or not, she was his woman and should know how to behave herself.

Shen Yun walked to the side unhurriedly and pushed Xia Yuyan behind him.

“He is your second brother. I… I just happened to run into him,” Shen Yun said calmly.

Xia Yuliu's face darkened, and his expression suddenly turned strange. His second brother? Isn't that the idiot? He looked at the man hiding behind him, who looked somewhat similar to him.

Even if he was an idiot, he was still a man, and the thought made him feel uneasy again. But then he thought, Mu Changrao used to like him so much, how could she change? Besides, she was just an idiot.

Xia Yuyan's "idiot" filter was so thick that he had completely forgotten how intimate the scene he had just witnessed was.

This fool should have been the crown prince, sitting in his current position.

The legitimate son… Xia Yuliu suddenly bit her tongue, her mind clearing up. It was the one who rightfully claimed the title of legitimate son.

"By the way, what brings His Majesty here?" Shen Yun interrupted his thoughts, speaking deliberately.

I was stunned when I saw the new chapter after not checking for days, along with some kind of "healthy writing rules"...

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