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

Cang Yue Kingdom - Nanlai - Posthouse

Looking at the expressions of the few people, Ye Ling was unhappy: "If you don't want to give it, then don't give it. What are you all laughing at?"

After Nangong Chen calmed down, he said, "Ye Ling, don't you care about anything else except making money?"

"People die for money and birds die for food. Your Highness, you don't understand. Besides, I have other things in mind, such as how to get on the Nirvana in Fire and how to practice martial arts to the best. The new generation pushes the old generation forward, and I will leave my master on the beach," Ye Ling replied.

"Haha..." Xue Jingchuan couldn't stop laughing: "Ye Ling, how do you manage to be murderous at one moment and innocent and cute at another?"

Nangong Chen also laughed: "From what you said, it seems your master should be on the Langya List?"

"Who said that? My master is Jiuyou. You guys are so boring. I'm going out for a walk." Ye Ling stood up.

"Wait a moment," Nangong Chen said, "You are injured, don't run around."

"I'll go see my little brother, is that okay?"

"Why do you call Ying Ren little brother? Why don't I get the same treatment?" Xue Jingchuan protested.

"How old is Ying Ren? How old are you? You are almost an uncle, and you still have the nerve to let others call you brother?" Ye Ling said as he left.

Xue Jingchuan was autistic: "She...does she think I'm too old?"

"Yes," Nangong Chen and Xuan Lei said in unison.

"I..." Xue Jingchuan sat down, clutching his chest. "I can't take it anymore. I'm heartbroken. It hurts!"

"Master Xue, you have to understand this. After all, Ying Ren is only twenty years old. You and I can't compare! You are almost thirty years old. You are indeed at the age of your uncle." Xuan Lei continued to attack frantically.

"You're the uncle!"

Led by the maid, Ye Ling came to the backyard, which was full of wounded people. There were constant wailing sounds in some rooms. Others lived in groups of several people in one room, but Ying Ren's status was different. He lived in a single room, and there was a special person watching over him at all times.

After entering the house, the servants inside stood up and bowed.

Ye Ling glanced at Shadow Blade and asked, "How is he? What did the doctor say? Is his injury serious?"

"He is still unconscious. The doctor said it depends on fate," the servant replied.

"All of you go out, I'll guard him. No one is allowed to come in without my permission," said Ye Ling.

"This..." The servant disagreed a little.

"This is Miss Ye, the prince's distinguished guest. The prince said that we should treat her with courtesy," said the maid beside Ye Ling.

"Yes," the servant obeyed obediently.

When there were only two people left in the room, Ye Ling waved his hand and entered the space with Ying Ren. Ying Ren lay precisely on the operating table.

Ye Ling turned around and picked up the sleeping Meng Meng: "It's time to work."

"Master, Mengmeng hasn't slept for two days and one night!"

"How can you, an elf, sleep like this? Hurry up and help me operate this high-end operating table!"

"Master, the operating table is similar to a robot. You are the master of this space and it listens to you." Mengmeng was helpless. It was really tiring to have such a master.

"Really?" Ye Ling threw Meng Meng away and came to the operating room. He said to the operating table, "Shall we begin examining the patient now?"

"Okay, master." The operating table was a man's voice.

Ye Ling felt like he had discovered a new world and felt very happy.

After scanning the operating table for a moment, he spoke again: "Master, the patient has serious internal injuries. Does he need immediate treatment?"

"Fart, get treatment immediately"

"Okay, Master." A dozen robotic arms began to work frantically. Ye Ling sat aside, holding a dried date to replenish his blood. "Meng Meng, keep an eye on the outside. Someone come quickly and tell them to stop sleeping."

"I know, master." Mengmeng was sleepy, but he had to watch the outside world for his master.

A quarter of an hour later, the operator on the operating table spoke again: "Master, the treatment is complete. The patient will wake up in two hours. To recover, he needs to rest well."

"I know, I know. Thank you... Operating table?"

"This is what I should do, Master, no need to thank me."

"I just said it casually." Ye Ling waved his hand, and the two left the space. Ying Ren lay on the bed.

Coincidentally, Xue Jingchuan came and asked outside the door, "Where is Miss Ye?"

"Inside, we are not allowed to enter," the maid replied.

"night…"

Xue Jingchuan was about to open his mouth when Ye Ling opened the door: "What for?"

"I came to see your little brother too!" Xue Jingchuan asked the same question as Ye Ling when he entered the room: "What did the doctor say?"

"You said it depends on fate. So, go call the doctor and ask him to take another look now," Ye Ling said.

"Yes," the servant trotted away.

The doctor was treating other wounded in the hospital, so he arrived quickly. Thinking Shadow Blade was dying, he quickly took his pulse, preparing to try and save him. But after a while, he was surprised: "This...his internal injuries have miraculously improved. He's no longer in danger of death. Did anyone use any medicine?"

"I" Ye Ling raised his hand: "A secret recipe passed down from my ancestors."

"Oh my!" the doctor was surprised. "What a miraculous medicine! I wonder what the formula is?"

"A secret recipe passed down from our ancestors, passed down to the legitimate heir and not to illegitimate children," Ye Ling said seriously.

The doctor could only nod and not ask any more questions. After all, they didn't even allow a concubine's child to be known, let alone an outsider like him.

After the doctor left, Xue Jingchuan asked curiously, "Ye Ling, can you heal illnesses?"

"No," Ye Ling shook his head. "It's just a blind cat catching a dead mouse. This kid is destined to die."

"Really?" Xue Jingchuan looked at me with an expression that said, "Do you think I believe it?"

"Believe it or not"

Before Ye Ling finished her words, a soldier outside the door spoke up: "Miss Ye, there is someone at the gate who wants to see you. It's a woman."

"I'll be right there." Ye Ling stood up.

Chan Juan was wandering at the entrance of the inn. When she saw Ye Ling, her eyes lit up: "Sister, are you seriously injured?"

"What do you see? I'm fine, aren't I? I knew you came to see me," Ye Ling said with a smile.

"Hu Zi said you were shot by an arrow. I was a little worried. As soon as the street ban was lifted, I thought of coming over to take a look. Ordinary people can't enter the inn, and now that King Beichen is here, I can't go in even more." Chan Juan said, turning around and waving.

Two male attendants came forward, each holding a wooden box. Chan Juan introduced them, "These are given by the master. They are all top-quality supplements to nourish your body."

"This...this is not necessary, right? I..."

"Don't worry, the master said that this is a thank you gift. You don't have to be afraid of being soft-hearted and unwilling to repay the favor. It doesn't matter if you turn against him when the time comes," Chan Juan said with a smile.

Ye Ling smiled: "Then thank your master for me. I will go to see him in person when I have time."

"it is good"

The two maids behind Ye Ling took the gift. Chan Juan had completed her task and went back happily.

Ye Ling was about to enter the door when he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the old beggar not far away.

The old beggar slowly stood up and walked away.

Ye Ling watched the old beggar leave before entering the house. When he returned to the courtyard where he lived, he saw Nangong Chen and Xue Jingchuan sitting in the courtyard, staring at him as he entered. Ye Ling was speechless: "What are you looking at?"

"What are you holding?" Xue Jingchuan asked, stretching his neck.

"I don't know. Chan Juan said it was a tonic, a gift from their master. You two, take it in." Ye Ling also went over and sat down: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'm injured and can't lift this arm, so I can't salute you."

"Youminglang gave you a gift? When did you two meet?" Nangong Chen asked.

"I really don't know him. I haven't spoken to him much..."

"Greetings, Your Majesty." The soldier at the door came again: "Miss Ye, there is someone outside looking for you. It's a little boy."

"I just sat down." Ye Ling was speechless. How come so many people were looking for her without her noticing?

"Bring him in," Nangong Chen said.

"Yes," the soldier bowed and left.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your consideration," Ye Ling expressed his gratitude.

A moment later, Ruibao entered the courtyard and knelt on his knees: "I pay my respects to King Beichen."

"Get up!"

"Little brat? What are you doing here?" Ye Ling asked.

"Thank you, Your Highness," Rui Bao thanked him first, then stood up and said, "Miss, my name is not Little Brat, my name is Rui Bao, and Hall Master Mu is my master. My master said that he forgot something earlier, so he asked me to come back and give this to you."

Ye Ling took the thing: "What is this?"

"Master said that this is the distress flare from Langya Pavilion. You can use it to call for help when you encounter an emergency. People from nearby Langya Pavilion will rush to rescue when they see it. In addition, Master also told you to control your fierceness. After all, you only have one life. Be careful, or you will lose your life in just a few days," Ruibao said word by word.

"You added that last sentence yourself, didn't you?" Ye Ling didn't believe Mu Xia would say that. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Are you guys at Langya Pavilion so nice to everyone who's listed?"

Ruibao was speechless and bowed: "Your Highness, I will take my leave."

"Hey~" Ye Ling was unhappy: "You little brat, how dare you ignore me?"

Ye Ling watched Rui Bao leave, studying the things in his hands. When he looked up, he was startled: "Why are you two staring at me?"

Xue Jingchuan smiled mischievously: "If you still don't admit it, this will be meaningless!"

"What do I recognize?"

"Is Hall Master Mu your father's subordinate?" Nangong Chen asked.

"How should I know? I only saw him once, when the sign was hung, etc..." Ye Ling suddenly remembered: Mengmeng, could he really be my father's subordinate? That day after the sign was hung, he asked me to go find him, but I didn't go.

"Master, Mengmeng really doesn't know about this!"

"Ye Ling?" Nangong Chen called out.

"What? I really don't know."

"You don't know that he gave you such a valuable thing. You should know that Langya Pavilion has never had any connection with the martial arts world or the imperial court. Things like flares can only be used by high-level officials in Langya Pavilion. No one else is qualified. How could you, a person who goes to hang a sign, get such treatment?" Xue Jingchuan said.

"I really don't know..."

"Your Highness," the gatekeeper came in again.

"No way? Again?" Ye Ling was overwhelmed: "Who is it this time?"

The soldiers of "Young Master Leng" were also helpless.

"Tell him I'm unconscious and ask him to come back another day. Go quickly." Ye Ling didn't want to see him anymore. She was confused now. She wanted to know who Mu Xia was and why she was so nice to her. If she had known earlier, she would have gone up there to see why she was getting more and more confused. It seemed like everyone she knew was there, but she was the only one she didn't recognize.