Chang Lili, who was being looked at by him, felt a little dazed.

"This...I...I can't...you..." She didn't dare to look Meng Yuxiu in the eye, her steps were unsteady, and she stammered for a long time, her mind racing, but she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Suddenly, she frowned, raised her head, and said angrily, "What? Do you really think I'm such a cowardly, disloyal, useless person who has no confidence in the sword I made?"

Meng Yuxiu chuckled, and it took him a while to stop laughing before saying, "That was true before, but not anymore. One should look at a person with new eyes after three days of separation!"

"Meng Yuxiu! I am your savior!"

I thought you were just being grateful!

The two left the palace laughing and joking.

In the following days, due to Chang Lili's hand injury, she was unable to go to the military manufacturing department as she wished.

But she was still happy, her heart filled with anticipation.

From now on, she would be a top-notch blacksmith personally appointed by the Emperor. She would stroke the exquisite little waist token sent by the Emperor and couldn't help but smile foolishly.

Looking at her, her mother-in-law smiled with a mixture of helplessness and doting affection.

"Mother-in-law, you have no idea how imposing I was back then. Meng Yuxiu was completely overwhelmed by my aura when he stood behind me!" Chang Lili spoke fluently and couldn't stop once she started.

She had kept this a secret, afraid that her mother-in-law would worry about her if she found out.

But after returning from the palace and receiving the imperial blacksmith's badge, she naturally couldn't help but share the news with her mother-in-law.

However, she was unwilling to lie to her mother-in-law, and in the end, she couldn't persuade her mother-in-law otherwise and had to tell her the whole story.

But once she opened her mouth, Chang Lili couldn't help but exaggerate and become smug.

The mother-in-law, however, said sternly, "You're a young lady, yet you're carrying a sword and doing something so dangerous! What will I do if something happens to you?"

As she spoke, her voice suddenly became choked with sobs.

"Grandma...Grandma...please don't be like this...okay, okay, I was wrong, I was too impulsive, but I can't just stand by and watch him die. General Meng has been more than kind to us, I can't just watch him die." Chang Lili looked aggrieved and shook her mother-in-law's arm.

The mother-in-law just sighed and said, "I only hope that you can live a peaceful and safe life in the future. I don't ask for great wealth or status. In the future, you must not do such dangerous things again."

Chang Lili nodded repeatedly.

But what the mother-in-law was worried about was something else entirely.

She never expected that Chang Lili would actually make the Cloud Pattern Ice Sword. No one had ever taught her how to make it, yet she had mastered it on her own at such a young age.

It seems that some things that flow in one's blood can never be changed; she is even more outstanding than her parents.

She wasn't unhappy, but she didn't know whether such sudden recognition was a blessing or a curse.

Moreover, Meng Yuxiu is the first general of Yun Kingdom. With such a high position and great power, although he is very rich and noble, he is also in a dangerous place. As the saying goes, it is lonely at the top. Chang Lili's staying by his side, is it good or bad? She began to worry.

Inside the Chu residence, Chu Moyu sat idly in the courtyard, surrounded by the aroma of tea, yet his ever-present sword remained by his side.

He hated the Chu family, especially those reckless women there. He carried the sword with him to avoid unnecessary trouble and to have more peace and quiet.

An ordinary-looking man leaped down from the wall silently and knelt down on one knee before Chu Moyu, saying respectfully, "Young Master."

Chu Moyu gently stroked the warm teacup with his slender, fair fingers, and said expressionlessly, "Help me investigate the woman next to Meng Yuxiu."

The man on the ground hesitated, looking troubled, and said, "Young Master, you've only just taken up the position of Deputy Commander-in-Chief; it's not appropriate for you to do anything that would stand out..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Moyu said indifferently, "Are you the master or am I the master? Since when have I been required to do things according to your orders?"

"I wouldn't dare," the man immediately said, bowing his head.

"Investigate that woman thoroughly." Chu Moyu's tone left no room for argument.

The man had no choice but to obey and leave.

Meanwhile, the Emperor privately summoned Meng Yuxiu and recounted in detail the matter of his assassination attempt.

"This matter must be thoroughly investigated. I am not at ease leaving it to others. I believe you, Yuxiu, also have many doubts in your mind. You will not rest until these doubts are resolved," the Emperor said slowly.

Meng Yuxiu said directly, "Whether Your Majesty assigns me to investigate this matter or not, I will not stand idly by. Those people are after me, and their weapons are alarming. Naturally, I want to find out the truth."

The Emperor couldn't help but laugh and said, "Those people's weapons are indeed powerful, but Yuxiu, your weapons are even more powerful. You really have a discerning eye, being able to see that Miss Chang is a prodigy."

Facing the Emperor, Meng Yuxiu curled the corners of his lips, but there was no real smile in his expression. After that, he took his leave and left the palace.

The Empress suddenly came to see the Emperor, and without waiting for the eunuch to announce her arrival, she rushed in despite any attempts to stop her.

The emperor was furious, but because Meng Yuxiu was present, he held back his anger. Meng Yuxiu then wisely took his leave.

Just before turning to leave the palace, Meng Yuxiu heard the Empress's shrill voice: "Your Majesty, do you still consider Ling Shou to be your child? He has been back in the palace for many days, and you haven't even bothered to ask about him..."

He didn't hear what was said after that.

Thinking of the aloof and cold eldest prince, he felt a pang of sympathy for him.

He sat in a position that everyone envied, the emperor's only son, destined to inherit the throne, yet the emperor disliked him, and even the civil and military officials did not take him seriously. Perhaps this is what is meant by "a pitiful person must have something hateful about them."

He pulled himself out of his thoughts, stroking the longsword in his hand. Its color was like ice and snow, and it felt like ice and snow to the touch.

The touch was chilly, but his heart was warm, and a warm, spring-like smile spread across his lips.

After thinking for a while, he decided to give this unique weapon, which belonged only to him, a name.

So he took out his small dagger, thought for a long time, and then carefully used the dagger to carve on the blade near the hilt.

After trying to carve for a long time, the blade remained motionless. Meng Yuxiu tried to use more force, but found that no marks appeared on the blade, and the edge of the dagger was broken.

He then realized that this was a divine weapon, capable of cutting other weapons as easily as slicing vegetables, and that carving words on it would be extremely difficult.

He put down the dagger with a troubled expression, looked elsewhere, and started to think about the scabbard.

The scabbard, which could potentially house divine weapons, was impervious to blades and spears. As a result, Meng Yuxiu's dagger was worn down to the point that it needed repair before it could be used again.

After much effort, Meng Yuxiu finally got his wish and engraved the name he had given the sword onto the hilt.

He found the dagger again, and fortunately the hilt could still be carved. So he spent a whole day carving the name he had thought of onto it.

The exquisite yet imposing longsword bears the words "Meng Li" prominently displayed on its hilt.