Chapter 111 The Divination: Extremely Inauspicious

Seeing that he remained silent and only stared at her, Bai Yun bit her lip and said, "Bai Yun will wait for you, sir, to return in the capital..."

Before she could finish speaking, a broad arm suddenly embraced Bai Yun, and a deep, magnetic voice sounded in her ear, "When I come back, if you are willing, I want to marry you."

No matter whose side you belong to, in the end you will always belong to me.

Bai Yun stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her arms hanging by her sides as she gently embraced Xie Huaijin.

"I'm willing."

"If I don't come back, a farewell letter will be delivered to you. If you don't want to wait anymore, marry someone else..."

A fair finger covered Xie Huaijin's mouth. Bai Yun shook her head, her hair ornaments jingling as they swayed.

"Bai Yun will wait, she will keep waiting," she said firmly.

Xie Huaijin sighed, held the woman in his arms tightly, and after a while, he forced himself to let go, turned around, and nimbly mounted his horse.

Bai Yun nodded to him, "Take care, sir."

Xie Huaijin gave her one last deep look, then spurred his horse forward, galloping towards the departing procession.

On the other side, Xie Mianmian watched Xie Huaijin leave, then listlessly ate her breakfast. She was then listlessly led onto a carriage and sent to the palace.

As you walk through the bustling city, you can hear well-informed locals chatting about everything under the sun.

"Have you heard? Minister Lin, who stood in a high position for many years and eventually became related to the emperor by marriage, has actually been imprisoned!"

"No way, what on earth happened? It's something you can hear about even if you're a hundred years old."

Xie Mianmian couldn't feel happy even after hearing these welcome words. If it were her yesterday, she would have jumped three feet high in the carriage, but now that her third brother was off to the battlefield, she really couldn't smile.

"Not only did he hoard weapons, but he also dared to frame the Xie family. Everyone knows that the Xie family produced Princess Ruihuan, a truly auspicious little fairy who makes all birds pay homage to the phoenix."

"Moreover, the grain that the Xie family received was not for sale, but for disaster relief to poor farmers. It is said that dozens of carriages were heading to the countryside one after another. The Xie family was so generous that they even gave away double the amount of rice!"

The outspoken and wicked Supervisor Lin paid out his entire fortune in compensation, which was then exchanged for precious grains of food that flowed into the hands of the emaciated people.

"The Xie family is truly benevolent," the man exclaimed, feeling a surge of admiration for them.

In places unseen by the naked eye, everyone who felt gratitude or admiration for the Xie family felt a warm, white light arise from their hearts, drifting and flying in one direction.

No one knows that those scattered starlight, like stars fallen to earth, rose slowly from the fields, from thatched huts, and from the bustling capital, twinkling like stars.

The unseen brilliance seemed to drift towards a moving carriage.

These starlight are—the power of faith.

Most of them landed on a five-year-old child in the carriage, while the rest were scattered among the Xie family members.

Hearing the praise for the Xie family outside, Xie Mianmian felt much better. She smiled slightly, and the little girl felt a sense of mission. She wanted to do something practical for the people.

The carriage rumbled along, carrying Xie Mianmian into the palace.

Inside a palace, a hand violently swept everything off the table, spilling black ink onto the bright yellow talisman paper.

Lin Ruoxue held a piece of paper and burst into maniacal laughter, "How could this be? How could this be!"

Just now, Lin Ruoxue suddenly felt a jolt in her heart and felt uneasy all over, as if something earth-shattering had happened, and she had a vague feeling that something was out of control and that disaster was about to befall her.

Lin Ruoxue was not involved in Minister Lin's affairs. She had been dealing with various forces and trying to rescue her father. Could it be that something had happened to her father?

Lin Ruoxue quickly ran to the table, frowned, and carefully began to divine. The first divination result was extremely unlucky. How could this be?

With trembling hands, she performed several divinations in succession. Her body slumped, and Lin Ruoxue clutched her heart, collapsing into a chair.

How could this be? Every divination result indicates that the Lin family's fate is sealed!

Realizing this, Lin Ruoxue suddenly vomited a pool of blood. While frantically covering her mouth with a handkerchief, she ran to the bookshelf and pressed a mechanism.

Inside the opened hidden compartment was a book with yellowed pages, on which were written two words in ancient script: "Trickery".

Lin Ruoxue's lips twitched, and she took out the ancient book with a half-smile.

Despite the hot weather at the training ground, the children still enjoyed riding horses and the exhilarating feeling of the wind blowing against their faces.

Under a tea stall next to the horse farm, Xie Mianmian was sipping chilled melon juice, the sweet and refreshing coolness dispelling the heat brought by the cicadas' chirping.

This was brought by Aunt Lan through Grandpa Li, but everyone is too busy. It's good that everyone is busy, so Xie Mianmian will have to make these delicious juices for us.

The child stuck out his tongue, licking his lips with lingering satisfaction, and let out a contented sigh.

Xie Mianmian was the only one here. The Seventh Prince went horseback riding, which was unusual for him. The weather was so hot that the Seventh Prince originally just wanted to stay in the teahouse.

However, the Sixth Princess couldn't stand her Seventh Brother's pretentious and manipulative manner.

So she challenged the seventh prince again, to shoot arrows from horseback, five arrows each, to see who had the better aim.

The Seventh Prince snorted coldly, not wanting to pay any attention to his childish Sixth Sister.

Seeing that he was unmoved, the sixth princess loudly recounted her glorious feat of shooting three rings from horseback.

Xie Mianmian looked at her with admiration, her eyes shining, "Sixth Princess, you're so amazing!"

The Seventh Prince snorted again, feeling that the sweltering summer heat was making him irritable. He stood up and said, "Then let's have a match."

In this way, Xie Mianmian was left alone to enjoy the delicious food.

The child sat on a high chair, sipping iced juice, swinging his legs leisurely, imitating Xie Huaijin's manner, "How delightful, how delightful!"

Without Third Brother around, the vast Xie family world seemed to be left with only Xie Mianmian.

At this moment, an unfamiliar palace maid ran over, bowing her head and respectfully saying to Xie Mianmian, "Fourth Miss Xie, someone in the Cold Palace is looking for you. She says her name is Aunt Lan. You'll know as soon as you hear it."

Oh, Xie Mianmian stopped swinging her legs and became excited, "Could it be that Aunt Lan made something delicious again?"

The palace maid kept her head down. "She said the young lady will know when she goes."

"Okay." Xie Mianmian jumped off the chair and skipped along the long path.

The child hummed a little tune in a great mood, and the innocent nursery rhyme echoed along the long palace road.

The nursery rhyme stopped abruptly as soon as we stepped out of the path.

Xie Mianmian only felt someone cover her mouth and nose, and then everything went black before her eyes, and she lost consciousness.