First annul the engagement, then sever ties with the empress; the empress reigns supreme.

"Use the method you used to save me last time to heal Su Li's wounds. I will definitely repay you in the future." Murong Yuan finally spoke after they arrived at the room.

As he released Jiao Niang's hand, he also saw Su Li fall to the ground in a disheveled state.

Murong Yuan rushed towards Su Li in one stride, picked her up horizontally, and carefully placed her back on the bed: "I was only gone for a short while, how could you be so careless and fall to the ground again? You are really disobedient."

Su Li blinked, clearly having accepted the fact that she was useless, and accepting that she would just lie down wherever she fell, after all, that's how she had always gotten by.

But when she heard Murong Yuan's words of reproach mixed with concern, she suddenly felt very wronged and was unwilling to bow her head to Murong Yuan.

She looked coldly at Murong Yuan: "Didn't I tell you to leave? You've already left, so why did you come back? And you even brought this spoiled brat with you. Aren't you afraid I'll kill her?"

Murong Yuan sensed that Su Li was emotionally unstable and remained silent.

Jiao Niang stood up for Murong Yuan, saying, "Su Li, how can you say such a thing? Young Master Murong only brought me here to treat your injuries because he was worried about you. Don't be ungrateful. I didn't even put out the fire to treat you. Why are you always so stubborn? Some suffering is unnecessary; you just have to make people angry."

"Get out." Su Li's gaze shifted to Jiao Niang, and she understood which matter Jiao Niang was referring to.

When she was little, she ran away, and Jiao Niang complained to her. Qing Yanzi said that as long as she knelt down and admitted her mistake, she would be exempted from punishment.

She refused to admit her mistake to Qingyanzi and threatened to kill her.

Jiao Niang kept advising her that it was no big deal to lower her head and admit her mistake.

Because she often apologized to the clan leader and the clan members, and each time she apologized, she was not only not punished, but the clan leader and the clan members would also praise her for being responsible.

How can admitting a mistake and admitting a mistake be the same?

The clan leader and the clansmen all loved Jiao Niang, while Qing Yanzi wanted to seize any opportunity to torment her relentlessly.

Qingyanzi's attempt to force her to admit her mistake was merely a ploy to crush her pride.

Did they really think they would let her go? No, it was just to see her hold onto hope before crushing it.

He watched as she knelt at his feet like a dog, wagging her tail and begging for mercy.

By not admitting her mistake, she can at least preserve her dignity.

Jiao Niang seemed frightened by Su Li's fierce appearance. She looked at Murong Yuan with a wronged expression, sighed, and said, "I'm doing this for your own good. If it weren't for Young Master Murong, I wouldn't bother with you."

After saying that, she looked at Murong Yuan again with red eyes: "Young Master Murong Yuan, please step aside. I will perform the Divine Dance to help heal her injuries."

Murong Yuan nodded silently and stepped aside as instructed.

At first, he didn't believe that there was such a thing as healing through dancing.

But when the beautiful woman danced in front of him, his wounds miraculously began to heal.

Only then did he truly believe that the world is full of wonders.

When Jiao Niang dances, she is full of vigor. Turning her head, bending her waist, hooking her feet, and raising her hands, each seemingly ordinary movement, when combined, creates a breathtaking effect.

An even stranger scene followed: as Jiao Niang danced faster and faster, Su Li's wounds began to heal at a miraculous pace.

When Mu Lingye and Gu Junxi arrived, they also witnessed this magical and inexplicable scene.

They all tacitly refrained from making a sound to disturb them.

Jiao Niang was completely absorbed in her dance, and her movements gradually quickened until her rosy, fair face became increasingly pale and more and more sweat poured down her forehead. At that moment, her dance came to a halt and gradually slowed down, finally freezing in place with a touch of her feet.

"Alright." Jiao Niang breathed a sigh of relief and gave Murong Yuan a bright smile.

Upon hearing this, Murong Yuan turned his head to check Su Li's injuries and found that the wound on Su Li's forehead had not completely healed, but it was half healed. The twisted toes on both feet had also returned to normal, with only some redness and swelling remaining.

While divine dances can heal wounds, they are not as miraculous as magical arts that can instantly restore them to their original state.

"Is there anything that's bothering you?" Murong Yuan asked quickly, just to be absolutely sure.

Su Li was very bothered and didn't want to accept Jiao Niang's favor at all, but she couldn't pretend to be innocent after getting the benefit, so she awkwardly nodded slightly: "Mm".

Seeing Su Li nod, a hint of pride appeared on Jiao Niang's delicate face.

Gu Junxi, Mu Lingye, the clan leader, and Mr. Suxin, who were standing at the door, all walked in.

"I had heard of the Fire Clan's Divine Invocation Dance before, which was said to be incredibly magical. Seeing it today, I can attest to its truth." Mr. Suxin clapped his hands in appreciation.

The clan chief rushed forward to support the young woman, his heart aching: "Didn't I say long ago that this divine dance can only be performed by clan members? You've violated the clan rules."

Jiao Niang pursed her lips and looked apologetically at the clan leader. There was no fear of being caught violating the clan rules in her eyes, only reliance: "Uncle Clan Leader, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I'm just doing a good deed. Please don't be angry with me."

"Hmph." The clan chief snorted coldly, his white beard swaying slightly with his movements.

Mu Lingye glanced at Jiao Niang and said in agreement, "This young lady is right. Treating the sick and saving lives is a good thing. What is your name? Our Imperial Hospital is lacking talents like you. If you are interested, you can come with us off the island and work in the Imperial Hospital."

Mu Lingye's appearance was truly outstanding; Jiao Niang was stunned at first glance.

Her heart skipped a beat. She glanced at Murong Yuan, whose appearance was quite different from Mu Lingye's, before calming herself down.

Leaving the island was something she had longed for since she was a child. As for the Imperial Medical Academy, she had heard her clan elder uncle mention it.

That place gathers almost all the most skilled doctors in the world. Entering it is like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, turning a commoner into an official, and gaining a certain amount of power and status.

She never imagined that one day a windfall would fall from the sky and hit her.

Jiao Niang quickly turned to look at the clan leader again: "Clan leader, is it alright?"

The clan chief remained silent. Mu Lingye possessed an extraordinary demeanor. In fact, he had already guessed Mu Lingye's identity as soon as he arrived on the island. Now, hearing Mu Lingye directly invite Jiao Niang, he was even more certain of Mu Lingye's identity.

They live alone on West Island, seemingly far from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, but their living conditions are indeed harsh. It would be a good thing if they could have the opportunity to lead their people away from this place.

Leaving also means encountering more unknown risks.

Mu Lingye noticed the clan leader's silence and wasn't in a hurry for an answer: "We'll probably be staying on the island for a few days. The clan leader can think it over carefully. If you're willing, anyone who can perform the Divine Dance can come to our island, and I can arrange positions for them."

"Are they all going to the Imperial Hospital?" Jiao Niang asked excitedly.

Mu Lingye shook his head: "The Imperial Hospital doesn't have that many vacancies, but if you all go, I can promise to move the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion where Qingyanzi lives out for your Lihuo clan to live in. At that time, I can grant you different identities."

Even if Jiao Niang had limited experience, upon hearing Mu Lingye's domineering promise, she knew that Mu Lingye was no ordinary person.

Afraid of missing the opportunity, she looked at the clan leader again: "Uncle Clan Leader."

"Let us think about it." The clan leader bowed solemnly to Mu Lingye, without giving an immediate answer.

Since it concerns the honor and disgrace of the clan, caution is the right thing to do. Mu Lingye nodded understandingly to the clan leader.

"Little sister, you've lost your appetite." Gu Junxi walked to the bedside and looked at Su Li gently.

Su Li raised her head and looked at Gu Junxi's face, which was exactly the same as her own. Her lips moved slightly for a long time, and her eyes slowly turned red and became wet with tears.

Finally, without Qingyanzi weighing on his head like a mountain, he could freely vent his emotions.

She pursed her lips, her voice choked with emotion, and said, "Even if I break my promise again, you still went to find someone, didn't you, sister?"

This wasn't the first time Su Li had called Gu Junxi "sister," but this time, Gu Junxi saw sincerity in her voice.

This was Su Li's heartfelt and willing endorsement.

Gu Junxi smiled, reached out and touched Su Li's head, her voice choked with emotion: "Yes, I found you. If only I could have found you sooner, but I was too slow."

“In that case, you have to compensate me,” Su Li said, setting a condition.

Without any hesitation, Gu Junxi immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, whatever compensation you want, I will agree to it, since I was born before you."

"We don't even know how many breaths it will take before it comes out," Su Li retorted sarcastically.

Gu Junxi retorted, "Even if you come out half a breath first, I'm still older than you, so you have to call me 'sister'."

"Okay, sister." This time, Su Li didn't joke around anymore and raised her head to call out.

"Yes." Gu Junxi responded sweetly, lowered her head and met Su Li's gaze. The two smiled at each other, and Su Li threw herself into Gu Junxi's arms, calling her "sister" again.

Even though the family reunion had already taken place long ago, watching it now evokes a sense of being there in person, a truly moving experience.

In fact, only when we let go of all our burdens and recognize our relatives without any ulterior motives can it be considered a true recognition of relatives.

Everyone could tell that Su Li had just let her guard down and recognized Gu Junxi, and had a lot to say to him, so they wisely left the room one by one.

Mu Lingye patted Murong Yuan on the shoulder. It wasn't a superior-subordinate greeting, but rather the concern between brothers who hadn't seen each other for a long time: "You're still in pretty good shape. Looks like you haven't suffered enough. Let's go out and have a good talk."

"You've accomplished quite a lot while I was away," Murong Yuan teased, lightly punching Mu Lingye in the chest, the implication being that Mu Lingye had ascended the throne.

Mu Lingye retorted sarcastically, "Don't worry, what's meant to be yours will come to you. I've been keeping your position for you. Once we return to the capital, you'll be busy."

Jiao Niang stood to one side, watching in amazement as Murong Yuan and Mu Lingye bantered back and forth. The familiarity and intimacy in their words made it clear to anyone that they had a very good relationship.

Jiao Niang pursed her lips tightly. She could tell from Murong Yuan's words and actions that his family background must be quite good, but she never expected that he would have such a wealthy and noble friend.

The clan chief tugged at Jiao Niang and asked in a low voice, "What is your relationship with this Young Master Murong? When did you meet him?"

The clan leader was a shrewd man. As soon as he appeared, he noticed that Jiao Niang's gaze towards Murong Yuan was unusual. Moreover, Jiao Niang would not have saved Qing Yanzi's disciple if no one had asked her to.