Chapter 65: Sister is Very Annoyed

“…Defeated and stranded in the barren mountains, I might have accidentally eaten some kind of Immortal Fruit. The Protective Aura expanded within my body, and I almost exploded. Fortunately, I was saved by Zhao Yan…”

“She’s just a little girl; how could she have a Spell to resolve the expansion of Protective Aura?”

“Uh, she used to be a member of the Jile Sect.”

“What kind of thing is the Jile Sect?”

“A small sect originating from Southern Zhao, it is not tolerated by the various religions of Great Wu.”

In the back room of Chengxi Hall, only Ding Suian and Lin Hansu were present, engaged in a question-and-answer session.

Under the premise of hiding the Golden Finger, trying to muddle through in front of Lin Hansu was much harder than doing so before Old Ding.

Lin Hansu not only asked in great detail but also focused on many specific points.

“Since she is an enchantress from an evil sect, I’ll give her some silver and help you send her away.”

Hearing Lin Hansu use the word ‘enchantress,’ Ding Suian thought she had seen through her with her sharp eyes. He looked up for a brief moment of eye contact and realized that the ‘enchantress’ she meant was an ‘indecent woman.’

She didn’t mean a literal demoness.

Ding Suian smiled bitterly and said, “She and I have formed a Life-Sharing Curse bond. If anything happens to her within three years, I won’t survive either. That’s why I’ve kept her by my side.”

“…”

Lin Hansu fell silent.

If it were the kind of brothel woman who lusted after wealth, she wouldn’t give her a second thought.

But someone like Zhao Yan clearly was not.

A young girl’s feelings are most touching.

This was something that would never exist between Lin Hansu and Ding Suian.

After all, she had long passed that age; she didn’t have that state of being, much less that mindset.

At Zhao Yan’s age, she thought that love was enough to sustain her, but Lin Hansu thought about how to make ‘long-term plans’ for the two of them amidst numerous obstacles.

Compared to the former, her heavy-heartedness naturally made her a bit less cute.

This made Lin Hansu a little envious and jealous.

“Sister, there’s one more thing…”

“Speak.”

Lin Hansu rubbed her brow in frustration and reclined on the chaise longue.

“Uh… on the road, you know, everyone went through life and death together, supporting each other, fleeing for many days… so, the feelings, they underwent a bit of a sublimation. Therefore… on the night we walked out of Chongyin Mountain, in a moment of passion, we followed the stories in the novels…”

“What exactly are you trying to say?”

“Sigh! To put it bluntly, on the night we left the mountain, I became sworn siblings with several comrades-in-arms. Among them was… was your father, and he’s the eldest brother!”

Lin Hansu sat up abruptly, her mouth hanging open.

That delicate little mouth could actually open so wide!

After her astonishment, Lin Hansu became angry. “I deliberately let him see you riding the Mythical Beast and carrying the Kunwu saber, yet he still insisted on this! He simply cannot stand to see me have anything good!”

Ding Suian nodded like a chick pecking grain, repeatedly agreeing, “Yes, yes, yes! It was all his doing!”

Big brother, I’m sorry.

That evening, Lin Hansu specifically arranged for Zhao Yan to stay in a pavilion within Huguai Garden, not far from her own.

But until late at night, near the end of the Hai hour, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

She simply threw on some clothes, got up, and called Granny Zhang, intending to use the excuse of showing concern to coax some information out of Zhao Yan.

But when they arrived, the door was half-ajar.

“Miss Zhao Yan? Miss Zhao Yan?”

Calling twice and receiving no response, Lin Hansu pushed the door open and entered.

Inside, the bed was neatly made, with no sign of anyone having slept there at all.

“…”

She could guess with her toes where that little vixen had gone!

Next door, in Diying Garden.

The bedroom door creaked open a crack, and then Zhao Yan’s nimble little head poked out. Seeing no one else in the room, she skipped to the bedside and rolled into the blankets.

Ding Suian, lying on his side in bed, put down the book “New Compilation of Ning History” in his hand. “Today at dusk, why did you call the Princess Consort ‘Aunt’?”

Zhao Yan was in no hurry to reply. First, she wrapped herself around him like an octopus, resting her leg on Ding Suian. She hugged him with both arms but still seemed to lack a sense of security, so she pulled Ding Suian’s arm to use as a pillow.

Only then did she let out a comfortable hum and replied with her eyes narrowed, “Hubby said that when meeting someone older, I should call them Aunt.”

“I also said to call those a year or two older’Sister’.”

“But Nunu felt she was more than just a year or two older than me. Hubby also said yesterday that calling someone older shows respect, but when Nunu called her Grandma, she got angry.”

“Sometimes, that’s not necessarily the case.”

Ding Suian wanted to explain, but then he thought this matter was quite complicated, involving women’s psychology, state of being, and sensitivity levels. It was better to just give a firm rule to avoid Zhao Yan not understanding. “From now on, call her Princess Consort in front of others, and call her Sister when there are few people.”

“Mm…”

Zhao Yan closed her eyes, rubbed her face against Ding Suian’s chest, and obediently agreed.

“Zhao Yan, I heard the Jile Sect has a Skin-Painting Realm? A Bone Painting Realm?”

“Mm.”

“What Spells are there?”

“In the Skin-Painting Realm, one’s body becomes fragrant and increasingly beautiful… with a strand of hair or personal clothing, one can make him dream.”

“What about the Bone Painting Realm?”

“In the Bone Painting Realm, one can cast curses. Like the Life-Sharing Curse, the Lotus Heart Curse, and such.”

“What kind of curse is the Lotus Heart Curse exactly?”

“I can’t really explain it clearly.” Zhao Yan closed her eyes and gave a small yawn. “Anyway… for example, if I cast the Lotus Heart Curse on Hubby, and someone hits my bottom, Hubby’s bottom will also hurt.”

Hiss~

This curse sounds quite stimulating!

If Zhao Yan were to cast the Lotus Heart Curse on Sister Princess Consort, then in the future…

Pah! Pah!

Gentleman Ding, what are you thinking!

“Ahem, what’s above Skin-Painting and Bone-Painting?”

“The Formless Realm, which has the Body-Freezing Technique and the Illusion-Shaping Technique.”

“You’ve actually reached the Formless Realm?”

“No… Nunu is in the Bone Painting Realm.”

“Then how can you change your appearance?”

“This is the Natural Gift of my Fox Race.”

“Natural Gift?”

“Yes… from the day a member of the Fox Race Cultivates into human form, they can change their appearance. Nunu can do it without learning. It’s just that my skill isn’t very refined.”

“Does every Yao Race have its own Natural Gift?”

“Yes… besides illusion-shaping, our Fox Race’s Natural Gift is that most Heart-Bewitching and Soul-Controlling Techniques don’t work on us.”

“Why?”

“Because we are the ancestors of heart-bewitching~”

That makes sense; everyone says foxes can bewitch people.

“Then do we humans have Natural Gifts?”

“Yes…” Zhao Yan seemed very sleepy, murmuring, “Spirit Monkeys can steal techniques… it’s extremely difficult for other races to practice the methods of different races, but only the Spirit Monkey’s ‘Spiritual Intelligence’ gift allows them to easily practice the Spells of other races. I heard my Aunt say that besides Spiritual Intelligence, you humans also have the ‘Apocalypse’ gift. It’s said that every few decades or centuries, a Genius appears among the Spirit Monkey race who can understand everything by analogy and master a hundred techniques… That’s why your history books have so many ancient sages and great masters.”

Her voice gradually faded as Zhao Yan peacefully entered dreamland.

Ding Suian looked at the person in his arms. No matter how he looked at her, she didn’t seem like someone who could carry out schemes. But after experiencing the incident with the Lanyang State Religion, he was exceptionally sensitive to this kind of ‘coincidental’ encounter that felt somewhat designed.

A few days later, the sixth day of the fourth month.

After returning from Southern Zhao, Ding Suian, who had suddenly become diligent, was leading a group of subordinates in training on the martial arts field.

Zhao Yan sat on a stone lock to the side, her eyes curved with a smile. When she got excited, she would even jump onto the stone lock to clap for everyone.

Next door, in Ji Pavilion.

A pair of phoenix eyes by the window originally didn’t want to look at that little vixen, but she happened to be making the most noise, either clapping or cheering.

Look at that; that group of rough men from An Squad were training even harder because they had someone cheering them on.

Lin Hansu was very annoyed.

Zhao Yan was not a servant of her Prince’s estate. Even if she knew she sneaked off to Diying Garden every night, she had no way to stop it.

If she were to kick her out, it would seem too petty.

“Hahaha…”

While she was feeling disgruntled, she heard another burst of silvery laughter from the martial arts field. Lin Hansu looked over, and Zhao Yan was laughing joyfully.

“Look at her, laughing as if she’s eaten a fart, tsk tsk.”

Lin Hansu pointed at Zhao Yan with a face full of disdain and turned to look at Yi Huan beside her, waiting for the latter to agree.

Yi Huan’s reaction was always a beat slow. She only knew that this young lady was a guest of the estate; how would she dare to criticize?

After a moment of silence, Yi Huan looked up and saw that her ladyship was still stubbornly staring at her. Only then did she realize and hurriedly said, “Yes, yes, yes! Just like she’s eaten a fart!”

“…”

It wasn’t satisfying at all; Lin Hansu was still very annoyed.

At this moment, she saw Granny Liu hurriedly coming up to the second floor of Ji Pavilion.

Before Lin Hansu could ask, Granny Liu said, “My Lady! The Prince of Shuochuan has just arrived in Lanyang and says he wants to pay a visit to the estate. Lord Li asks us to prepare quickly.”

“Who?”

“The Prince of Shuochuan.”

“…”

Lin Hansu was a bit stunned.

The Prince of Shuochuan was the second son of the late Second Prince, Prince Jing, and the Fifth Imperial Grandson. He had absolutely nothing to do with Prince Lanyang’s Estate. Why was he paying a visit?

How strange!

“Granny Liu, quickly inform the servants to sweep and clean, and open the main gates…”