Severing ties with family to marry the young marshal, his whole family chases me to the crematorium.

Shen Qingyao stared blankly at Si Jingnian until he pulled her up and checked her over thoroughly, but she still hadn't come to her senses.

"Ayao, are you alright? Were you scared? It's alright, it's alright, don't be afraid!"

Seeing that Shen Qingyao hadn't come to her senses for a long time, Si Jingnian thought she was terrified, so he hurriedly rubbed her head and patted her cheeks.

"How did you come?"

Shen Qingyao's voice was a little hoarse, and her eyes were fixed on Si Jingnian as she spoke.

She had just calculated that she would face a life-or-death ordeal, but there was also a glimmer of hope, though she couldn't figure out what that glimmer of hope was.

It wasn't until she saw Si Jingnian appear that she realized her glimmer of hope referred to Si Jingnian.

But what puzzled and confused her even more was that this life-or-death ordeal seemed to be happening now, yet it didn't seem to be happening now.

When she went back to calculate, she seemed unable to calculate anything, as if the divination she had just received was an illusion.

After confirming once again that Shen Qingyao was alright, Si Jingnian finally felt relieved.

"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to go back to Lingzhou? Do you know that if I had arrived even a moment later, you would be dead by his gun right now!"

Si Jingnian's tone was somewhat serious, with a hint of anger in his expression, and his voice was louder than usual, making Shen Qingyao subconsciously feel a little guilty.

"I... I saw you were pretty busy, so... why don't you put aside the matter of you scolding me for now and deal with the situation first...?"

Shen Qingyao carefully observed Si Jingnian's expression, her heart pounding with anxiety.

She was used to coming and going alone, so she didn't tell Si Jingnian in advance that she was going back to Lingzhou City. She just asked Zou Daya to leave him a message.

To be fair, she was in the wrong. After all, they were husband and wife in name only, and her behavior was indeed a bit inappropriate.

Seeing Shen Qingyao's somewhat cautious demeanor, Si Jingnian realized that he might have been too fierce and frightened her, and his anger suddenly dissipated somewhat.

“You don’t need to do these things, they will handle them. Tell me, why do you suddenly want to go back to Lingzhou City?”

Although Si Jingnian was no longer so angry, he still frowned deeply.

Is it because she feels she is not doing well in Nancheng, so she wants to go back to Lingzhou?

Or was she unhappy at the Marshal's Mansion, which is why she left without saying goodbye and wanted to return to the place where she grew up in Nancheng?

Regardless of the possibility, Si Jingnian found it difficult to accept.

He himself couldn't explain why, but he didn't want Shen Qingyao to leave. He seemed to have gotten used to Shen Qingyao's presence.

Shen Qingyao noticed his change in mood and became bolder, grinning.

"It's all because of that Bliss Society. I need to go back and get reinforcements! Then I need to go back and find some information about that God of Bliss."

“The power of that so-called Bliss Society is not to be underestimated. I, Shen Qingyao, never fight a battle unprepared. However, my main base is in Lingzhou City, so I have to go back there to find help.”

Shen Qingyao's explanation made Si Jingnian's expression much better, and his worries finally disappeared.

As long as you're not leaving because you're unhappy at the Marshal's Mansion, that's fine.

"I'll go back with you."

"No need, I can manage on my own. Besides, you're so busy, you're the leader of the army. If you leave, won't they be left without anyone to take care of them?"

Shen Qingyao thought she was very considerate and understanding, but it only made Si Jingnian's expression more and more unpleasant.

"My army isn't so chaotic that it becomes headless flies just because I'm away for a while. What time did you buy your train ticket?"

Si Jingnian's uncompromising attitude made Shen Qingyao purse her lips and secretly roll her eyes.

Shen Qingyao: Pretending to be dead!

Seeing that Si Jingnian had already bought the train tickets, Shen Qingyao couldn't say anything more.

It would be a good opportunity to take him back and have my master calculate his fate.

She couldn't fathom Si Jingnian's destiny, so she refused to believe that her master couldn't as well.

Before leaving, Shen Qingyao performed a ritual at the train station to pray for the souls of all those who were about to die.

Arriving before the soul of the man who had just opened fire and wreaked havoc, Shen Qingyao coldly stared at him, raising her hand to smash his soul to pieces.

But as soon as she raised her hand, she heard him muttering something under his breath.

"I am the Great General."

"Kill them all! Kill them all!"

"I am the strongest general in the world!"

"I want to achieve great things and dominate the world."

"..."

The soul was still in a daze, staring blankly ahead, devoid of any emotion.

But he kept muttering about achieving great deeds and becoming a great general.

Shen Qingyao thought he was a madman and threw a hand gesture at him.

This immediately brought the bewildered soul back to consciousness, and before its soul dissipated, it was still shouting words of resentment.

"The president said I am the Great General! I am the Commander-in-Chief, I am the General..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his soul had already dissipated and vanished into the world.

However, his last words made Shen Qingyao frown. His final words seemed to come from a member of the Blissful Society.

It seems that the Bliss Society is truly ubiquitous, with followers appearing in every place and industry.

Shen Qingyao regretted her impulsiveness. If she hadn't beaten him to a pulp, she might have been able to learn more about the Bliss Society from him.

He was still calling him "President," which suggests that his status in the Bliss Society might be higher than Shu Ling's, and that he might have met the so-called President of the Bliss Society.

Now that things have come to this, Shen Qingyao could only shake her head and try to shake off these thoughts to avoid getting stuck in this feeling of regret.

Shen Qingyao, along with Si Jingnian and several of his subordinates, boarded a train and headed towards Lingzhou City.

This was Shen Qingyao's second train ride, and she no longer felt the same novelty as the first time. However, the scenery outside the window was so captivating that she couldn't bear to look away.

Did you grow up in a Taoist temple?

Looking into Shen Qingyao's bright eyes, Si Jingnian asked the question as if possessed, his tone carrying a hint of curiosity and strange emotion.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a strong urge to learn about Shen Qingyao's childhood and what had happened to her in the past.

Shen Qingyao's gaze remained fixed on the window, so she didn't notice the subtle emotions that she couldn't understand in Si Jingnian's gentle eyes.

"That's right! I was taken in by my master. She raised me, taught me to read and write, and taught me how to conduct myself in society. All these skills I have are from my master."

“In my heart, my master is not only my master, but also the mother who raised me.”

Whenever she mentions her master, Shen Qingyao's face is filled with a happy smile and nostalgia.

In his previous life, he never got to see her again before he died. Knowing her temper, if she knew he was dead, she might have burned the Shen family to the ground.

Fortunately, in this life I still have the chance to go back and see her and my senior brothers and sisters.

The setting sun shone on Shen Qingyao's face, making her already perfect skin seem to be coated with a layer of light, and Si Jingnian was stunned for a moment.

Ah Yao, so beautiful!