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

Cang Yue Kingdom——Langya Pavilion

Ji Ruochen watched Ye Ling calm down. He remembered the mission Mo Yufeng had given him and spoke after careful consideration: "Ye Sishi, you see, Jiuyou and I are destined to be together. We are both quiet people, but he... can you let me see him again? You tell me a place and I'll go get him. How about that?"

"He is not dead. He is by my side, in Langya Pavilion. When his injury heals, I will let him meet you." Ye Ling was telling the truth.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." That was all Ji Ruochen could say.

Ye Ling habitually hugged her legs with her hands and rested her chin on her knees: "Ji Sishi, do you think I have to let it go like this?"

"You have already abolished Nangong Xuan, killed his concubine and unborn child, this is already fair."

"I didn't mean to kill that woman. It was Nangong Xuan who said that Jiuyou was to be executed by slow slicing. I got so angry that I couldn't control my knife." Ye Ling started crying again. This time she was acting. She couldn't let the men in Langya Pavilion think she was crazy. A woman's tears are sometimes a good weapon that can make a man soften his heart instantly.

"I know, I know. Don't cry!" Ji Ruochen panicked. "I was there at the time. Anyone else would lose control. Their deaths were caused by Nangong Xuan, not your fault. Don't cry. Look at how swollen your eyes are."

Ye Ling cried and said, "I just can't accept it. Why can't I live my life in peace and quiet? First it was Nangong Hanyi, then Nangong Xuan, and now Nangong Che. They are the three grown men of the same family who are plotting against me? Why? They killed my father. Killing someone means paying with a life, and debts must be paid back. It's only natural. Why do I feel like I've done something wrong?"

"Don't cry!" Ji Ruochen took out his handkerchief and handed it to Ye Ling: "Believe me, justice may be late, but it will never be absent. Everyone has sharp eyes."

Ye Ling cried even harder: "How many people have been fooled by this statement? If it's Zhengyi, why is he late? Was he blocked on the road? Who blocked it? Or was Zhengyi called away to play Pai Gow?"

Ji Ruochen was puzzled and helpless. He had never expected this situation. "No, it's Pai Gow..."

Ye Ling continued to talk to himself, "Is justice delayed still justice? At most, it's the truth. The dead are already just skeletons, so what's the point of justice delayed?"

Seeing Ye Ling crying even harder, Ji Ruochen was sweating all over and looked towards the door: "Are you two going to die? Are you just going to listen to me?"

Yue Chi and Bi Cheng, who were eavesdropping at the door, came in. Bi Cheng quickly poured a glass of water: "Si Shi, please stop crying. Come, have a drink of water."

Ji Ruochen stood up and wiped the sweat off his face. Yue Chi sat down and said, "Envoy Ye, we know you're sad and we empathize with you, but you still have to put the overall situation first, right?"

Ye Ling looked at Yue Chi and felt even more sad. "What you said means that you want to sacrifice the interests of the lower class to preserve the honor of the upper class, allowing them to be bullied and taken advantage of for nothing. The person who said this must not be the person involved."

Yue Chi felt that he was wronged: "Envoy Ye, I just said it casually! You...you should stop crying. If...people outside hear us, they will think that we three grown men are bullying you. Stop crying, okay? We are also feeling bad that Jiuyou is gone!"

"He's not dead. I've said it many times. He's not dead. He's alive." Ye Ling suddenly didn't want to talk to these idiots anymore. "All of you get out. I want to be alone. Get out, get out."

"Okay, okay, let's go out." Yue Chi quickly stood up and said, "Don't cry anymore. We'll go out now. Okay, let's go."

The three of them left the house, wiping their sweat. The most terrifying thing in the world is women.

Ye Ling entered the space directly, wiped her tears and walked into the medical room. When she saw the operating table, she suddenly woke up: "Jiuyou? Where is Jiuyou? Mengmeng, where did you take my Jiuyou?"

"Master, Master!" Meng Meng flew over quickly, "Master, don't worry, Jiuyou is in his room..."

Before Meng Meng finished speaking, Ye Ling turned around and went to Jiuyou's hair room, and found that the person was really lying on the bed. Her first reaction was to feel his breath, and when she found that there was no problem, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, please listen to my explanation. You were chatting with Ji Sishi just now, and the operating table reminded you that Jiuyou can leave the intensive care unit, but we don't know when he will wake up. From now on, you only need to go to the operating table once a day for examination and treatment for two hours. The rest of the time you can stay in your own room and don't have to lie on the cold operating bed all the time," Mengmeng explained.

"That's great!" Ye Ling cried with joy and couldn't help but kiss Jiuyou on the forehead: "Mengmeng, this means that he can live, right?"

"Yes, he can survive, but he may not wake up. He has a serious head injury."

Ye Ling shook her head: "It doesn't matter. As long as he is breathing and has warmth, that's enough. I can always take care of him. This way he can stay with me. That's enough."

"The operating table told you to talk to Jiuyou more. Maybe he'll wake up one day."

"Okay, I'll talk to him as soon as I have time. So...is he hungry? How does he eat?"

"Don't worry about that. Our operating room's cutting-edge technology is countless times ahead of the 21st century. We have a special nutrient solution for severely comatose vegetative patients. We administer the solution for two hours a day to ensure balanced nutrition. There won't be any problems. Don't worry, Mengmeng will take good care of Jiuyou and won't let him get even a little bit hurt."

Ye Ling was very grateful to this palm-sized creature: "Thank you, Mengmeng. If it weren't for you, I would really die of despair."

"Master, don't despair. Mengmeng will always be with you. What you need to do now is to adjust your mindset, live well, practice hard, and strive to make yourself stronger, so that you can better take care of Jiuyou."

"Okay." Ye Ling nodded heavily, his hand never leaving Jiuyou's hand.

"By the way, master, the operating table also said that in order to save Jiuyou this time, several of its parts were burned out. This is how Jiuyou was pulled back from the brink of death. We asked you to play more copies so that it can absorb energy and repair itself. Otherwise, it will not be able to accept any seriously ill patients in the short term, and it can't even perform the most basic operations." Mengmeng was a little depressed.

Ye Ling smiled and said, "It's okay. I'll try my best to do more. As long as my Jiuyou is alive, it's better than anything else. I was originally thinking of going to the capital to help my grandfather. After all, it was me who harmed him. But after what Ji Ruochen said tonight, I am completely dispensable. In the fight for the throne, I am just a supporting actor. The main characters are all in the capital, so I won't go to join in the fun."

"We shouldn't go to the capital if we can avoid it. The farther away we are, the better. Mengmeng has some good news for you. The operating table also said that because the space isn't optimal right now, it might be upgraded one day. By then, there might be a way to wake Jiuyou up."

"Really? That's great." Ye Ling saw the light again: "I will work hard. Starting tomorrow, I will start working hard and handle all the cases in Langya Pavilion. Killing a few more bullies will definitely accumulate merits and upgrade my space."

"Good job, Master!"

"Come on!" Ye Ling encouraged himself.

Langya Pavilion was very dark and quiet at midnight. The temperature in Ye Ling's space was constant and comfortable. Meng Meng saw that the person sleeping next to Jiu You had steady breathing. She turned off the lights in the room, wanting her master to have a good sleep.

The next morning, Bicheng knocked on Ye Ling's door carrying breakfast. "Si Shi? Si Shi?"

After waiting for a long time with no response, Bicheng had no choice but to push the door open to check. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but when he did, he was shocked to find that his Si Shi was gone again. He touched the bed but there was no residual warmth, which meant that the person had left long ago. Could it be that he had gone to the Immortal Peak?

Thinking of this, Bicheng put down his meal and hurried back to Xianren Peak to check.

Inside the space, Meng Meng sensed that Ye Ling had woken up and immediately turned on the light: "Master, good morning. You seem to be sleeping soundly. I didn't even want to wake you up when someone came outside just now."

Ye Ling stretched and kissed Jiuyou on the cheek: "Junior brother, good morning, I'm going to go wash up, you lie down first!"

Ye Ling returned to her room, took off her clothes and went to take a shower. As she was showering, she quietly shed tears. The thought that the flesh-and-blood Jiuyou might never come back made her heart ache. She could only try to convince herself that maybe one day, Jiuyou would wake up. He would definitely wake up. As long as she worked hard enough and upgraded the medical room in the space, there might be a way to make Jiuyou wake up.

A moment later, Ye Ling appeared in Jiuyou's room wearing a pure white neutral silk dress, with a hairpin made by Jiuyou for her on her head.

"Master, Mengmeng has already washed Jiuyou's face."

"Thank you, little Mengmeng." Ye Ling bent down and looked at Jiuyou. "Junior brother, look at my clothes today. You like this Luo skirt the most. I used to dislike it because it was white, but today I put it on you and it actually looks pretty good. Just lie down and rest. I'll go play a dungeon for us. I love you! Mengmeng, read him storybooks when you're free."

"Master, don't worry, Mengmeng will do it."

Ye Ling then left the space and looked at the porridge and buns on the table. She sat down and ate them, not caring whether they were cold or not. She had no sense of taste or smell, so it didn't matter what she ate.

Ma Tao pushed the door open and prepared to clean up Mo Yufeng's room. Seeing Ye Ling eating, he was stunned for a long time before speaking: "Ye Sishi? Didn't you leave? Bicheng said you went back?"

"He's talking nonsense. I just got up early and went to the toilet," Ye Ling said while eating.

"The food is getting cold, I'll bring you some more."

"No, I have no sense of taste anyway. Just eat a couple of bites. If you want to make the bed, go ahead. I'll be leaving after I'm done."

"Don't worry, if you don't feel comfortable, just stay here."

"I'm not feeling uncomfortable." Ye Ling finished the last mouthful of porridge and stood up: "Captain Ma, I'm leaving now. Bye."

"Bye?" Ma Tao looked at the person leaving, a little puzzled. "She was crying yesterday, but today she's acting like nothing happened? Could it be... she's so sad that she doesn't want to stay in the world anymore, and she's having a moment of revival? Ugh, what am I talking about? That's not right! She's wearing all white, obviously in mourning, that's not right either! Forget it, I'm not thinking about it anymore."

Ma Tao started to clean the room alone, mumbling to himself.