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

Cangyue Kingdom Langya Pavilion

The afternoon sun shines softly on the courtyard, like a warm painter, outlining the beauty of life with colorful brushstrokes.

Wanqi, with a bruised face, was already playing around. Su Su came to the front yard to talk to Meng Jing endlessly as soon as she woke up from her nap. Ye Ling had basically finished marinating the pork, so she started preparing the meals to entertain the guests in the afternoon, with Qian Qing and Fang Shu helping.

Mo Yufeng was not idle either, chopping firewood seriously. Qiuju and Taoer piled the chopped firewood neatly.

At this moment, a familiar customer came in through the gate, smiling: "Master, Ye Sishi, I am here uninvited!"

"Xuanyuan?" Ye Ling looked at Mo Yufeng in surprise, asking with his eyes: Why did this guy come out? Didn't he say that his identity was kept secret?

Mo Yufeng was speechless and quickly pretended to introduce: "Junior sister, this is a small team leader beside me. We are... barely good friends."

"Don't force yourself!" Xuanyuan disagreed and forcibly took the axe from Mo Yufeng's hand: "Let me chop it, Sect Master, you take a break."

"What's going on? Who asked you to come out and come to Immortal Peak?" Mo Yufeng whispered.

"Master, this is your fault. Envoy Ye gave me five thousand taels! I came to repay her. Don't worry, I am your captain. Go over there and sit with your sister-in-law for a while. Go, go, go." Xuanyuan said and started chopping wood.

Mo Yufeng was helpless: "You didn't meet Ruochen?"

"No, I thought he had arrived. Sect Master, I heard that my sister-in-law is pregnant? That's great! We've been married for just over two months, and already there's fruition? It must have been tough, right?" Xuanyuan asked with a grin.

"Get lost!" Mo Yufeng cursed and went to sit at the small stone table not far from the gate: "Wanqi, come here."

Wanqi immediately trotted over: "Uncle Mo."

Mo Yufeng paused for a moment before speaking, "Wanqi, look! You call my junior sister and my wife "sister," but why do you call me uncle? No, you call all men uncle and all women "sister." Why is that?"

"Because my sisters are young and my uncles are old, and also, I have a Grandpa Kou, he is not an uncle," Wanqi replied naively.

"No, you must call me brother from now on, understand? Otherwise the generations will be messed up," said Mo Yufeng.

Wanqi thought for a long time: "Okay! Brother Mo, are you happy this time? Uncle Ji is here."

When Ji Ruochen saw Wanqi's face when he entered the room, he immediately became unhappy: "Why did you beat her like this? It's too much. It hurts, right?"

"Grandpa Kou has checked it. It won't hurt if you don't touch it. Uncle Ji, come here and sit down." Wanqi pulled Ji Ruochen to the stone table where Mo Yufeng was sitting, and then jumped off to play.

Qiuju served a pot of hot tea and three cups. Xuanyuan also finished chopping wood and walked to the stone table to sit down: "Master, didn't you listen to Doctor Kou? Will it leave a scar on the little girl's face?"

"Dr. Kou said no."

"Is Envoy Ye just going to let it go like this?" Ji Ruochen asked.

Mo Yufeng poured tea for the three of them. "What else can we do? Children fighting, what can we do? This little girl is no pushover. She's only six years old, but she's fighting with four boys older than her. She's not even inferior in momentum. Those guys have bruises on their faces and necks."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan and Ji Ruochen both looked towards Ye Ling who was busy in the kitchen. Xuanyuan said in a low voice, "I believe this, because her sister is Ye Sishi, who prefers to fight without quarreling! I don't even dare to provoke her, I really can't beat her!"

"Ye Sishi looks like she has a bad temper, but in fact, she is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. She likes to do bad things to someone quietly, but when something good comes, she will not forget anyone around her," said Ji Ruochen.

"That's right! Take the five thousand taels this time, for example. I was shocked. She divided it among you fairly and even remembered our Ghost Hall. She is really considerate."

"She came back specifically to find me and asked me to share some of the reward money for escorting Yelu Zongzhen with her Gui cousins ​​who came to reinforce her along the way. She knew that those people were not from our Tian cousins," said Ji Ruochen.

"I shared it with my brothers. Everyone was very grateful. I went there because I saw the distress signal and never thought about sharing the money."

"Oh, I finally made it!" Yue Chi walked in carrying two jugs of wine.

"You're back so soon?" Mo Yufeng was surprised.

"I just went to light a stick of incense. The old lady was really pestering me and I had no choice but to leave quickly," Yue Chi said as he sat down at the stone table.

"She wants you to bring Yuan Jialin back to Langya Pavilion?" Ji Ruochen asked.

"Yes, you say this is not a joke?"

"You didn't tell him that Jiuyou hasn't woken up yet. If his grandson comes, he will die. Ye Sishi will not let him go."

"Of course I did, but she doesn't care. In her heart, her grandson is the most important. It doesn't matter whether the others live or die."

"This is a hidden danger!" Ji Ruochen said.

"What do you mean?" Xuanyuan asked.

"Yuan Chu has made a lot of contributions to Langya Pavilion. If Madam Yuan desperately begs the old Pavilion Master for help, I'm afraid..." Ji Ruochen said as he looked at Ye Ling.

"No way? If Yuan Jialin comes back again, Ye Sishi will definitely kill him," Xuanyuan whispered.

"This matter..." Yue Chi paused slightly: "I heard something. Before Yuan Chu died, he wrote a letter to the old Pavilion Master and Senior Feng. This matter is difficult to say!"

"Master, several officials, the food is ready, we can eat now," Qian Qing shouted.

The courtyard was very lively in the evening, with everyone gathered together to enjoy a rare happy time.

After everything quieted down, it was almost midnight. Ye Ling, as usual, entered the space to talk to Jiuyou. She seemed to have gotten used to this kind of life.

Time flies, and time passes by unknowingly.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost the New Year. It was the beginning of the twelfth lunar month. The good news was that Su Mu and Feng Qingyang were finally back; the bad news was that Feng Qingyang fell ill.

For more than twenty days, Ye Ling stayed by his bedside, never leaving his side. "Master, you have to be strong! How could you get sick after going out?"

Feng Qingyang was still cheerful: "Silly girl, your master is old, so it's natural for him not to get sick. Don't worry, he will be fine in a few days. We, the master and the disciple, will have a good New Year."

Doctor Kou, who was taking the patient's pulse, sighed slightly: "Mr. Feng, you must take your medicine on time!"

Ye Ling took in Doctor Kou's expression, and then followed him out: "Doctor Kou, how is my master?"

"The old man's body is getting weaker and weaker, and the flame of life is about to go out. This is the law of nature and cannot be reversed," said Dr. Kou.

Ye Ling pretended to be calm: "Then...how long will it take?"

"Two or three months, Envoy Ye, I'm telling you the truth. If it weren't for the old gentleman's great skills, I'm afraid... it would have been over long ago. He is over seventy years old now, and the injuries he suffered when he was young are slowly showing up. You... take good care of him and try your best to meet his needs." Doctor Kou said and left.

Ye Ling stood there, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She suddenly felt like she was going to become a homeless child again.

"Junior Sister," Mo Yufeng said softly. He had arrived a long time ago and had heard Doctor Kou's words: "Master said that everyone will eventually grow old, get sick, and die. This is irreversible. You...you shouldn't be like this."

Ye Ling wiped away her tears, turned around and entered the room. Looking at the sleeping Feng Qingyang, she covered him with a blanket and said, "Brother, I will watch over Master tonight, and you will watch over him tomorrow."

"Okay." Mo Yufeng sat with Ye Ling for a while before going back to rest.

Ye Ling immediately brought the sleeping Feng Qingyang to the operating table in the space: "Check the patient's physical condition."

"Okay, Master." The operating table began to work, and after a moment, it replied, "Master, the patient has suffered multiple organ failure, which conforms to the rules of natural death. Forcibly keeping him will only increase his suffering. The forced retention period cannot exceed three months."

Ye Ling stood there hesitating for a long time. Feng Qingyang, who was lying on the operating table, suddenly spoke: "Girl, I have lived enough in this life and can leave freely. Please don't force me to stay."

"Master" Ye Ling cried.

Mo Yufeng struggled to get up, looked at the surroundings, and did not ask: "Where is Jiuyou? Take me to see him."

Ye Ling nodded and helped Feng Qingyang to Jiuyou's room.

Feng Qingyang sat down beside the bed and took Jiuyou's hand: "Child, you must wake up and accompany Ling'er for the rest of her life on your behalf, otherwise she will be lonely."

"Master" Ye Ling couldn't control her tears. The two most important people in her life, one couldn't wake up, and the other was dying. She really couldn't accept it.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Ling left the space and Feng Qingyang fell asleep. She sat alone by the window, looking at the dark night sky. She suddenly felt very confused and didn't know what the future would be like.

Ye Ling sat like this all night. She didn't dare to sleep, for fear that Feng Qingyang would leave quietly after she fell asleep.

Just as the sky was getting light, Mo Yufeng arrived: "Junior sister, you go and rest, I will keep watch."

Ye Ling pulled the quilt for Feng Qingyang again and said, "Brother, please don't leave. If anything happens, call me immediately. I sleep in the side room in Master's courtyard."

"Okay." Mo Yufeng felt distressed when he saw Ye Ling, but he could do nothing about it.

Ye Ling returned to her room and fell asleep without taking off her clothes.

Feng Qingyang looked pretty good today. He woke up not long after Ye Ling left and ate a lot.

At noon, Ji Ruochen and Yue Chi came to visit Feng Qingyang on time. This has become a routine for them.

Looking at the person who came in, Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Alas, I'm sick, and I feel a little sorry for asking two envoys to come here once a day!"

"Senior, you are not right. We are just free and came to talk to you," Yue Chi said with a smile.

"The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, so we can have some fun. This is Ling'er's first time celebrating the New Year in Langya Pavilion!"

"Yes, this year's New Year's Eve will be at Xianren Peak, let's celebrate it properly," said Ji Ruochen.

"After this year, I will be seventy-eight."

"That's right! Senior, you are the oldest person among the people I know. This minor illness will heal soon," said Yue Chi.

"Yes, yes, yes. These past two days, I've felt more and more relaxed. I don't feel any pain at all, and I can walk with a breeze. It's a pity that these two disciples won't let me go!"

"Master, you'd better have a good rest. If my junior sister sees you walking around, she will scold me again," said Mo Yufeng.

"Then I won't leave. I've been walking all my life. This time I'll have a good sleep for a few days, hehe..."

"Senior is right, hehe..."