Four Sons and One Daughter: No One to Pay Respects at the Grave, But the Old Mother Has No Mercy

"Mom, aren't you being too biased toward Eldest Brother? Dividing the family property now, he benefits the most.

"Mom, I want that piece of land by Shuichuan. You promised it to m...

Chapter 891 Almost Certain

Chapter 891 Almost Certain

"She's lying to you; it's not what she said."

Xie Zheng wanted to explain, but saw that Song Chunxue had already stepped across the threshold, wiping the corner of her eye with her hand, so he quickly followed her.

"Don't talk nonsense. I really want to marry her and I especially want everyone to attend our wedding. It's her who doesn't want to."

Xie Zheng turned to look at the woman, his words becoming somewhat incoherent, as if he were making things worse by trying to explain.

“Zhuang Jun, you and Yun’er are close, just ask her. Don’t listen to the Taoist priest’s nonsense.” He changed his address helplessly. “From now on, you should still call her Taoist Priest Song. I guess she doesn’t like the title ‘Madam Song’.”

Seeing Lord Xie's flustered and troubled state, Zhuang Jun felt quite unfamiliar with him and unconsciously shook his head and chuckled.

But soon, that smile disappeared, leaving only indifference in his lowered eyes.

Song Chunxue really liked this farm. She raised chickens, ducks, geese, a few small black pigs, a dozen horses, and fifty acres of land nearby.

This place is perfect for celebrating the New Year. Why didn't I tell her sooner?

It was the season for farming, and Song Chunxue, who should have been recuperating from her injuries, couldn't stay idle because of the smell of the soil turned up by the iron plow.

It was as if that familiar scent was calling her, urging her to burrow into the soil, take root, and wait for the autumn harvest.

She simply rolled up her clothes, went into the ground, picked up a hoe, and started planting vegetables.

This attracted many people from the estate to come and watch, but the estate owner dispersed them.

Zhuang Jun watched curiously from the side as Lord Xie and that Taoist priest Song got along.

To her surprise, Lord Xie also took a hoe, tied his trousers, and went down to the ground. With a gentle push of the hoe, he made the land where the seeds had just been sown smooth and beautiful.

Liu Chunshu dismounted and hurried forward.

"Master, a letter from Jincheng."

Jincheng?

Song Chunxue picked up the shovel, stood up, patted the dirt off her clothes, and quickly walked to the edge of the field.

When was it delivered?

Liu Chunshu handed over the letter with both hands, "Today at noon."

She wasn't surprised to receive the letter, but she was curious because she had taught Sanwa the art of telepathic communication, and told him to send messages whenever he needed them.

Needless to say, his two apprentices also knew how to do it.

Could it be just an ordinary letter, a greeting written to her out of longing?

With that thought in mind, she opened the envelope.

"Don't rush, take your time. A letter won't fly." Xie Zheng smiled, looked up at her, and poured her a bowl of water. "Are you thirsty? Have some water."

"I'll decide after I've finished reading it."

There were two letters, one from Sanwa and the other from Master Zhang.

Song Chunxue was even more curious: could something have happened?

She was very familiar with her senior's handwriting, but it seemed that he had never written her a letter, at most leaving a note.

With many guesses in her mind, she opened the envelope and suddenly remembered that her senior brother had written her a letter before.

The letter was a very warm greeting, asking if she was used to spending the New Year away from home and if she was safe and sound in Beijing.

The same applies to the third child; the content is similar.

But this made Song Chunxue sense something unusual.

Although my senior brother repeatedly emphasized that he would take good care of the children and the disciples on the mountain, they were all very good and diligent in their cultivation.

"What's wrong?"

Song Chun closed the letter and handed it to Xie Zheng. "It's nothing, just a family letter, a normal correspondence with my senior brother. There's nothing wrong with it."

Beware, there may be hidden attacks!

At this moment, Wuyou suddenly spoke up to remind him.

Song Chunxue immediately grabbed Xie Zheng and jumped up, yelling, "Lie down!"

Liu Chunshu and Miss Zhuang were so frightened that they squatted down with their heads in their hands.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow came straight back from a distance, grazed the spot where they had just been standing, and struck a willow tree not far away.

"Go back inside." Xie Zheng immediately grabbed Song Chunxue's hand and walked into the yard.

“Wait,” Song Chunxue said, pulling her arm away from his. “You go back, I’ll go check it out. They’re after me.”

Song Chunxue's expression turned cold and sharp. She summoned Wuyou, who leaped up from the ground. "Don't follow me!"

[Worry-free, where are the archers?]

【I have no idea. 】

Song Chunxue realized that Wuyou was lying.

[You won't talk, huh? Then just wait until I get riddled with bullets, and you become a widowed sword with a dead master.]

[I genuinely didn't know! Song Chunxue, how dare you threaten me! See that shadow on the tree twenty meters away? It moved!]

I saw it.

Song Chunxue rushed over quickly and threw the short sword she was carrying.

Pfft~

The man probably didn't expect this woman to be so fast; he didn't even see how she flew over.

The dagger pierced the man's back. He quickly climbed down from under the tree and whistled.

A horse galloped out from the nearby bushes.

"Hmph, trying to run away? Do you really think I'm an easy target!"

Song Chunxue rode her sword and chased after him closely. The peach branch in her hand quickly grew to a length of more than ten meters, wrapping around the man's calf and dragging him back.

[You're injured, don't exert yourself. It's useless, this is the Royal Guard, you won't get any useful information from him, he'll commit suicide.]

Ignoring Wuyou's reminder, Song Chunxue directly pulled out a dagger, turned the man around, and grabbed his chin.

"Go back and tell your master to stop wasting time. If he has the guts, he should come and kill me himself. What kind of skill is it to hide behind the scenes like a shameless coward? You coward!"

As she spoke, she pried open his mouth, scooped a pill out of his tooth socket, and threw it on the ground.

[Hiss~ Have you forgotten you're a woman? This is too wild; Lord Xie won't like it.]

Wuyou's voice was cheeky.

[Have you forgotten that you are my sword? Would you choose me if I weren't fierce? Lord Xie, do you like me or not? What are you worried about? Could it be that you like him?]

Song Chunxue didn't stand on ceremony with him anymore. He wasn't a proper sword spirit at all, and talking to him politely would only make her angry.

You...

Why don't you choose him then?

Song Chunxue stepped on the arm of the person on the ground, "You are not allowed to commit suicide. Why die so young? Don't you have any last wishes or unfinished business to do?"

Song Chunxue saw that the assassin was determined to die, and firmly held his chin to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

"Go back and fulfill your wishes, then report back. Maybe you'll have a second chance to kill me. Better to live a wretched life than die. You're a human being, not some beast he raised. Why be so obedient?"

She said calmly, "Judging from your auspicious star, you must have someone you're reluctant to part with."

The people on the ground stopped struggling, their strength gone, and were bound together by peach branches like rice dumplings.

Song Chunxue was pulled aside, and she grabbed some yellow soil from the ground and rubbed it on her fingers.

"Tell that guy not to be so arrogant, thinking he's better or more noble than me. Apart from his looks, he's not even as good as me. Unless he can fight me head-on, don't come here and embarrass yourself, or I'll look down on him!"

The person on the ground lay motionless.

[How did you figure it out that he actually has someone he can't let go of?]

[His facial features, plus the red carnelian from the woman's hairpin around his neck, make it almost certainly him.]

"Let's go."

Song Chunxue took back the peach branch and kicked the person on the ground.

[Oh no! That person went into the yard to grab Xie Zheng! Go back quickly!]