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

Cang Yue Kingdom——Langya Pavilion

The mountains were still foggy in the early morning. Ye Ling walked through the morning mist and returned to the Immortal Peak.

Bicheng and Mo Yufeng, who were about to leave, looked at the returning person in surprise. Bicheng spoke first: "Si Shi, where did you go so early in the morning?"

"I... I went out for a walk and came back!" Ye Ling said.

Mo Yufeng looked at Ye Ling and said, "Your clothes... look good."

Ye Ling spread out his hands: "Really? Jiuyou also likes this dress, and this hairpin, which is made of wood inside. It was made by Jiuyou himself. I specially wore his favorite today and took him around Langya Pavilion."

Bicheng looked at Mo Yufeng in fear. He didn't dare to say a word, for fear that Ye Ling would cry like last night.

Mo Yufeng thought for a moment: "Junior sister, are you going to give Jiuyou another..."

"Okay, I won't say any more. I came back to tell you that I'm fine now. I'm going to work at Renzitang first." Ye Ling didn't give Mo Yufeng a chance to speak, and turned away. "Bicheng, I'm leaving."

"Coming, coming" Bicheng quickly jogged to catch up.

Su Su finally dared to speak: "Husband, should I change into white too? My sister is obviously in mourning for Jiuyou!"

Mo Yufeng was secretly sad: "Let's go, I'll go back and change into black."

The news of Ye Ling's full recovery quickly spread throughout Langya Pavilion. Yue Chi and Ji Ruochen came to the Renzi Hall at the same time to watch secretly.

Zhuang Yi received them: "Since arriving this morning, the envoy has been checking all the orders for escort and killing, and has already selected several."

"I always feel like something is wrong," Yue Chi whispered.

"That would be strange. He was so sad that he vomited blood last night, but today he's like nothing happened. That's scary," said Ji Ruochen.

"Oh, I remember someone once said that once a person is overly sad, he will try to numb himself in another way, and shutting down the five senses is the most common way," Yue Chi said with reason and evidence.

"Our secretary has no sense of smell or taste. She accidentally cut her hand while opening the letter just now, but she didn't feel anything. Does that mean she has lost her sense of touch? Won't hearing and vision be the next?" Zhuang Yi was anxious.

"What are you still standing there for? Go and ask Doctor Kou!" Yue Chi said.

Ji Ruochen looked at Ye Ling's busy back and shook his head: "She is too persistent, she doesn't intend to let me go!"

"I've known her for so long, but I've never seen her wear white clothes. In her words, white gets dirty easily, and injuries during battles with the enemy are easily visible, so she likes dark colors. Today, she surprisingly wore white, which made her look even more pure and beautiful," Yue Chi said to himself.

"I see you've been very idle lately." Mo Yufeng suddenly appeared behind them.

"She is in mourning for Jiuyou." Ji Ruochen glared at Yue Chi, then walked towards the busy man: "Envoy Ye, Doctor Kou asked you to rest well, why are you here now?"

"Envoy Ji is here, just in time." Ye Ling took out a handkerchief from his chest and said, "Here, this is yours. I washed it and gave it back to you. I didn't want to stay idle, so I found a few people to kill."

Ji Ruochen took the handkerchief, which still had a faint scent of his daughter on it.

"Junior Sister" Mo Yufeng also approached: "Doctor Kou is here, let him take a look at you."

"Brother, I'm really fine. Go do what you need to do. Aren't you all busy? Don't bother me."

"Doctor Kou is here!" Bicheng shouted.

Ye Ling was overwhelmed: "I'm fine! I don't want to take medicine anymore."

Doctor Kou didn't care about anything and took the pulse directly: "Look at the pulse, it's much better than yesterday."

"See, I told you it's okay."

"But the medicine cannot be stopped," Dr. Kou added.

“I don’t want to take medicine”

"Junior sister, you have to be obedient"

"Okay, I'll take the medicine obediently, but you also have to listen to me. Jiuyou is not dead. I'm serious. Do you understand?"

Everyone present looked at each other and nodded perfunctorily. Yue Chi did not forget to add: "I understand, we all understand. Jiuyou will always live in the hearts of all of us."

Ye Ling's mouth pursed: "You are talking nonsense, get out, I don't want to see you again, you are the one who lives in everyone's heart."

"Okay, okay, you two go and do your work. Don't go to Renzi Hall unless necessary," Mo Yufeng said.

"Yes." Ji Ruochen and Yue Chi bowed and left obediently. Perhaps opposites attract and likes repel. There has never been a time in Langya Pavilion when the three envoys get together every day. Since Ye Ling came, this situation has become more and more common.

After the two envoys left, Mo Yufeng signaled the rest of the people in the room to leave. Only he and Ye Ling were left. Then he spoke: "Junior sister, I believe you. Jiuyou is alive, but you have to give me some reassurance, right?"

Ye Ling glanced at Mo Yufeng and asked, "Is this the reason you wore this outfit today?"

Mo Yufeng sat down next to Ye: "Senior Brother, please consider this as a plea from me, okay?"

Ye Ling sighed helplessly: "Close your eyes."

"what?"

"Close your eyes. I'm letting you see Jiuyou. Don't open them unless I tell you to."

"Okay." Mo Yufeng quickly closed his eyes.

Ye Ling pulled him into the space and landed directly in Jiuyou's room: "Okay, open your eyes."

After opening his eyes, Mo Yufeng ignored the modern house and rushed to Jiuyou, took his hand, touched his cheek, and felt the warmth in his eyes. "Alive, really alive! Junior sister, he's really alive, so good, as long as he's alive, it's good."

"But he may never wake up," Ye Ling said softly.

Mo Yufeng turned his head to glance at Ye Ling, and then looked at Jiu You: "It's okay. As long as he can breathe in and out, it's a great thing. Brother, I believe that since you can pull him back from the brink of death, there must be a way to make him wake up."

Mo Yufeng said as he checked Jiuyou's body: "Does he have many wounds?"

"There were a lot of them. His back and chest were covered in whip marks. It was shocking." Ye Ling couldn't help but burst into tears when she said this. "They took him away and tortured him all night. I really can't imagine how he managed to survive that night."

Mo Yufeng lifted the quilt and gently pulled open Jiuyou's shirt. He couldn't help but curse: "You bunch of beasts, the wound hasn't been treated with medicine today, right? Let me apply it to him."

"Master" Mengmeng had no choice but to fly out to explain: "He just came back from the operating table for treatment. Mengmeng was about to apply medicine to the wound when you came in. It's not Mengmeng's fault!"

Mo Yufeng's eyes widened: "Can this bird talk?"

"You are the bird," Meng Meng retorted, "I am an elf, a noble elf."

"Alright, alright." Ye Ling turned and went out, then went to the infirmary to bring back the medicine for the wound: "Brother, the medicine is here."

"Master, master, someone is calling you outside," Mengmeng said.

"You go first, I'll apply medicine to my junior brother," said Mo Yufeng.

"Then you are not allowed to leave this room."

"Master, he can't go out as long as I am here," Mengmeng said proudly.

Ye Ling could only leave the space first. It was Kangda who knocked on the door outside: "Master, Master Xue Jingchuan wants to see you. Would you like to come to the front hall or the study?"

"Let him come here!" Ye Ling responded.

"Yes"

A moment later, the door to Ye Ling's study opened, and Kang Da raised his hand: "Young Master Xue, please come in!"

"Thank you." Xue Jingchuan walked in slowly and looked at Ye Ling, who was dressed in white and had red and swollen eyes. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Mr. Blood, please sit down," Kanda brought tea.

"Kangda, go ask Cai Yang if he has any other orders besides these," Ye Ling said.

"Yes," Kangda responded and left. He knew that Ye Ling wanted to talk to Xue Jingchuan alone.

Ye Ling closed the letter in his hand and asked, "What brings you here?"

"I..." Xue Jingchuan hesitated, "I'm sorry, Jiuyou... When is his funeral? I want to see him off."

"No need," Ye Ling refused. She took out the empty letter Nangong Che had given her and began writing on it as she spoke: "Please give him a message for me. We will never see each other again in the future. We all know what he did. I have never regretted what happened to Nangong Xuan. Not only for him, but also for myself. Nangong Xuan killed my father and 30,000 Ye family soldiers. He deserved to die, and now he has also harmed Jiuyou. The reason I kept him alive is to make him wish he could neither live nor die, and wander in hell."

"Okay, I'll pass on the message. Please accept my condolences."

Ye Ling didn't respond, but continued, "There's one more thing. If he dares to treat my maternal grandfather's family badly, or seize my uncle's military power, by then, I'll be free and unattached, and I'll definitely kill him. I'm not kidding. Even if I can't defeat his army, I can still sneak into the palace and kill one person."

"Okay, I understand." Xue Jingchuan now knew he was in the wrong, so he agreed with Ye Ling: "Don't worry, your maternal family will never move, and your uncle will always be the commander-in-chief of the border army."

"I hope you keep your word, otherwise, you and I will be enemies in the future." Ye Ling looked at Xue Jingchuan with cold eyes.

Xue Jingchuan felt uncomfortable and clenched his hands: "I mean what I said. I really don't know anything about Jiuyou's matter."

"I believe you don't know, otherwise I wouldn't be seeing you today." Ye Ling put the written letter into the envelope: "This is the promise King Wen made to me. I sacrificed so much, I hope he can keep his promise and agree to this. You can also take a look at the letter."

"He will keep his promise. I can guarantee it with my life." Xue Jingchuan also wanted to make up for it a little.

"I will never tell anyone about your affairs in this life, so I will pretend that I don't know. Master said that once you enter the world of martial arts, you will be a miserable person. Unless you have to, who doesn't want to live a stable life at home? We all do it out of necessity. At least I have the love of my senior brother and master, and the protection of Langya Pavilion. This is also my home. You have nothing, so take care of yourself in the future. Compared to this, I am much luckier than you," Ye Ling said softly.

"Ye Ling..." Xue Jingchuan's voice was trembling.

"Don't say anything. I understand. Everyone has their own difficulties. King Wen had it tough too. I volunteered to help him, so the saying 'you deserve what you get' applies to me very well." Ye Ling said with a bitter smile, "There's no medicine for regret in the world. If there was, I'd rather never have been born."

"Ye Ling, don't be like this. I'm scared. I can understand your feelings because I've also felt this kind of pain before. But you still have to look forward. You also said that you have a master and senior brothers, so you have to consider them, right?" Xue Jingchuan looked at Ye Ling with his heart bleeding. He had already cut Nangong Che into pieces and swore to settle the score with him when he returned.