The Virgin Mary in the Book: I Decide My Life with Two Swords

Cang Yue Kingdom——Zhezhou City

The sun was shining brightly at noon, but the streets of Zhezhou were in a mess. Mo Yufeng, who arrived later, stopped the people from rioting and killed Shen Can in the process.

Nangong Chen brought Nangong Xuan back to the inn, and the three imperial doctors worked for an hour before finally coming out. One of them spoke up, "Your Highness, Prince Xian's life has been saved, but from now on he will have to live like... like a monster, unable to take care of himself."

Nangong Chen closed his eyes helplessly: "Go down!"

"Your Highness, what should we do?" Xuan Lei asked anxiously.

"Let's do what we have to do." Xue Jingchuan stormed in, "Jiuyou is dead, you know that, right?"

Nangong Chen paused for a moment before speaking: "Ji Ruochen said, I...I didn't know that my royal brother would do this!"

"Your father sent him here. You should know this clearly. Ye Ling disappeared with Jiu You's body. Everyone in Langya Pavilion is frantically searching for her. Mo Yufeng has declared that he will get to the bottom of this matter."

Nangong Chen smiled bitterly: "Do you think I don't know? But what can I do? Ye Ling killed so many people in Prince Xian's Mansion! And he made my brother look like this. Father will not let Langya Pavilion go."

"Nangong Chen" Xue Jingchuan was furious. "Nangong Xuan brought this upon himself. If he hadn't arrested Jiuyou, would Ye Ling have done these things? Just because you're princes, you can take human lives, but not others? What makes you think you're superior? He killed Jiuyou, so he deserves to die. If he hadn't taken action first, would the people in Prince Xian's mansion have died? You're killing loyal people, and you think you're justified?"

"Xue Jingchuan" Nangong Chen was also angry: "Is this what you should say as a subject?"

Xue Jingchuan's expression instantly turned cold. "Yes, Your Highness, please forgive me. I have overstepped my bounds. You are a prince and can kill people at will. You are right. From now on, we will go our separate ways and never meet again."

"Blood Prince?" Shadow Ninja looked at the person who had left, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Nangong Chen was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.

"Your Highness" Xuan Lei and Ying Ren were panicked.

Nangong Chen spoke slowly, "The Nangong family's reign is coming to an end. Father always insists on having his own way. Jingchuan was right. This time, they went too far. They blatantly arrested Jiuyou and forced Ye Ling to hand over the Langya Pavilion map. It was truly unbearable."

"Your Highness, the governor of Zhezhou has always favored Langya Pavilion! The garrisons in the city are all the same."

"That's because, without Langya Pavilion, there would be no Zhezhou today. Back then, my royal brother embezzled the money for dam construction, which led to the great flood that killed countless people. But my father listened to my royal brother and refused to provide relief, completely losing the support of the people!"

"Your Highness, things have come to this point. There is no point in saying more. I am now afraid that today's events will be reported back to the court. Once His Majesty sends troops to attack Langya Pavilion, Cang Yue will be in internal and external troubles, and the war with Da'an will still be unresolved!"

"Not only that, don't forget the Leng family. If the emperor exterminates all nine clans, Leng Ruxue will not sit idly by and wait for death. Then there will be internal and external troubles, and the entire Cangyue Kingdom will be in chaos," said Nangong Chen.

Xuan Lei and Ying Ren were both silent. What should they do?

Nangong Chen thought for a moment and said, "Let's block the news for now. First... stabilize Zhezhou first."

"What are you afraid of?" the Kage-nin asked.

Xuan Lei glared at the shadow ninja and said, "Are you stupid? Can't you see the momentum today? Mo Yufeng gave an order and the scene immediately became quiet. The people and the officials and generals of the entire Zhezhou obeyed him. If he said he would rebel, then the six states of Nanyu would declare themselves kings."

"Ah?" The Shadow Ninja was frightened.

Nangong Chen smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that before the emperor can send troops, they will have already started attacking the court. Langya Pavilion and the emperor have been at odds for a long time. This time, my brother lit the fuse himself."

"Then let's go quickly! Otherwise we will be trapped," said the Shadow Ninja.

"Don't worry, even if Mo Yufeng rebels, he will treat me with courtesy and let us go." Nangong Chen was still very confident in Mo Yufeng's character.

"That's right, but Your Highness, I think Langya Pavilion wouldn't dare to rebel. After all, how many troops does the six states of Nanyu have?"

"Are you stupid?" Xuan Lei couldn't help but curse. "Langya Pavilion plays a vital role in the Three Kingdoms. If he leads a rebellion, people will surely surrender their entire cities. In recent years, Your Majesty has indeed been a bit... a bit harsh in his administration. Many local generals and officials have long been complaining, not to mention the common people at the bottom."

Nangong Chen stopped talking and fell silent.

At the same time, the entire Zhezhou City was filled with people from the Langya Pavilion. Ji Ruochen rode up to Mo Yufeng and said, "Sect Master, we've searched everywhere, but we can't find it!"

"Are you sure Jiuyou is gone?"

Ji Ruochen nodded helplessly: "In fact, the person was already dead when he was carried out. I didn't dare to say it directly. In the end, Doctor Zhu took his pulse and confirmed his death."

Mo Yufeng leaned against a nearby pillar with a distressed look on his face. "He's only called me Senior Brother for a few days! He just started learning from Master... What's Junior Sister supposed to do?"

Ji Ruochen was also upset. Although he had only met Jiuyou a few times, he was still very optimistic about this younger brother. "The most urgent thing is that you return to Langya Pavilion to take charge of the situation. Maybe Ye Sishi has gone back, and I will continue to search in the city."

"Don't look for her anymore," Feng Qingyang said as he flew down. "She will come back. You can't find her. I've searched everywhere."

"Master...it's my fault that I, as your senior brother, failed to protect them well." Mo Yufeng's eyes were red.

Feng Qingyang was also heartbroken: "Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God. To be honest, among the three of you, Jiuyou is the most favored by the teacher. He is steady, hardworking and studious. What a pity, what a pity!"

"Master, can you go back with me? Your health has not been good." Mo Yufeng was afraid that something might happen to Feng Qingyang again.

"I'm old, it's time for me to die." Feng Qingyang said, then he put his hands behind his back and walked slowly in front. His back made people feel distressed. Time is unforgiving. Even if you are the best master in the world, there will be a time when you will run out of energy.

On the other side, in the Noble House, the anxious Youming Lang heaved a sigh of relief the moment he saw Ye Ling: "Someone, prepare hot water and clean clothes."

Ye Ling had a blank expression on his face: “No need, Brother You, please report today’s events back to the capital as quickly as possible and tell Nangong Che that I did what he asked me to do, and don’t forget to fulfill his promise.”

"Okay, I'll do it. I guarantee it'll be faster than the 800-mile express. Girl, just listen and let me wash the blood off your body first."

Ye Ling numbly took out a silver note and said, "This is my reward. Please tell the Leng family in the capital that I'm in trouble and asked my grandfather to prepare in advance. Please."

“We are collaborating, there is no compensation.”

"Did Nangong Che say that as long as I help him get rid of Nangong Xuan and pull down Nangong Chen, he will agree to one thing for me, and I can bring it up at will?"

"Yes, that's what he said. Didn't you see the letter? He was afraid you wouldn't believe his words, so he wrote a document and stamped it with his seal."

"Just pretend you haven't seen me," Ye Ling said and turned to leave.

Hu Zi finally dared to speak: "Master, she...she seems to be abnormal!"

"A person will be so quiet after being overly sad. You should write a secret letter immediately, send it by carrier pigeon, and send it to Nangong Che as quickly as possible so that he can prepare to seize the throne."

"Yes," Hu Zi quickly obeyed the order.

Ji Ruochen led Bi Cheng and others to search for a whole day, but still could not find Ye Ling. They had to give up, withdrew from Zhezhou, and returned to Langya Pavilion.

In the evening, Ye Ling appeared at the gate of Yelu Zongzhen's camp.

Duan Kai was startled when he saw the newcomer: "Langya Pavilion has been looking for you all day, what...what are you doing here?"

"I want to see your master," Ye Ling said calmly.

Yelu Zongzheng came out in person. He had witnessed Ye Ling's madness today and couldn't help but admire him: "Envoy Ye, come in and speak."

The two entered the tent and sat opposite each other. Yelu Zongzheng looked at Ye Ling, who was covered in blood, and said, "How about I ask someone to prepare some hot water so you can wash up?"

"No need," Ye Ling said surprisingly calmly. "I came here today to ask Second Prince for a favor. Could you please mobilize the Western Capital border troops and get them into a fighting stance?"

Yelu Zongzheng only needed to think about it for a moment before he understood: "Envoy Ye has caused such a disaster. You yourself are not afraid of death, but you are afraid of bringing disaster to the Leng family. So once Xidu makes a move to attack Cangyue, the Emperor of Cangyue will not dare to touch the Leng family first. He needs the Leng family to resist my Xidu Iron Cavalry, right?"

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"Why do you think that I would take the risk of doing this just because of a word from you? Your uncle Leng Aoyun is not a pushover. What bargaining chips do you have?"

"The peace treaty signed by Nangong Hanyi and Xidu is inherently unfair. Both are great powers, so why should Xidu pay tribute to Cangyue every year? You are not rich, yet you have to support others. Do you really want to live like this forever?" Ye Ling asked calmly.

"This is the price paid for being a defeated nation. Your uncle is so powerful. Once he dies, we'll take it back."

"My uncle is in his prime, how many more years will you have to pay tribute? My bargaining chip is that you stop paying tribute without having to sacrifice a single soldier."

Seeing Ye Ling's calm demeanor, Yelu Zongzheng was a little skeptical. "What ability do you have to make Nangong Hanyi stop paying tribute? Besides, if Nangong Hanyi really exterminates all nine clans, including your uncle, we will immediately counterattack once he falls, and we won't have to pay tribute next year either."

"Do you think my grandparents' family would be executed so easily? If you don't believe it, just forget it and pretend I've never been here." Ye Ling didn't want to say more, so he stood up and walked towards the tent door.

"I promise you," Yelu Zongzhen suddenly said.

"It's a pleasure to work with you. You won't have to pay any tribute next year," Ye Ling said and left.

Yelu Zongzheng immediately ordered: "Send a letter by carrier pigeon."

"Yes," Duan Kai responded.

The riverside was very quiet at night. Ye Ling made sure that there was no one around, entered the space, and looked at the person on the operating table. She couldn't help but cry again.

"Master, please don't cry anymore. Didn't the operating table say that Jiuyou won't die?" Mengmeng said.

"But there's a chance he'll just fall asleep like this and never open his eyes!"

The "master" on the operating table spoke: "The patient is still in critical condition. This is the intensive care unit. Please wait at the door. I need to do another examination. Thank you for your cooperation."

Ye Ling disobeyed and sat directly on the ground in front of the operating table, holding Jiuyou's cold hand: "No matter what, you must keep him alive."

"Okay, master," the operating bed said helplessly. It was so unlucky to have such a master.