Chapter 89 My Uncle Turned into a Spear

Wei Shiran's heart skipped a beat, and she asked hurriedly, "What did you dream about?"

Gong Jin clasped his hands together around his lips and whispered, "I dreamed of my uncle. He was so majestic and powerful in his armor, and he even touched my head."

"Then what?"

Wei Shiran asked.

"Then my uncle started dancing with his spear in front of me. As he danced, his figure faded, and finally turned into a Sha-breaking Spear, flying around in the air.

My aunt suddenly appeared, holding the Sha-breaking Technique and began practicing. Unfortunately, I woke up before I could finish watching her moves."

Posha is the name of Wei Qingyan's silver spear.

Gong Jin clapped himself, then looked at Wei Qingyan with a frown, "This dream is a bit strange.

But aunt, tell me, is it because my uncle knew that I was looking for a martial arts master, so he told me in a dream that he had found you to be my master?

I am my uncle's filial son, and I am his child. My uncle is such a good man, he must be concerned about his own children, that's for sure."

Wei Qingyan looked at the energetic Gong Jin, his eyes full of gentle smiles, "Yes."

But I was thinking about Gong Jin's dream.

Wei Shiran was afraid that Gong Jin, who was so clever, had discovered Wei Qingyan's identity.

After listening to his description of the dream, I felt that it was just a child who was thinking about something during the day and had an absurd dream at night, so I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He immediately slapped Gong Jin on the back of the head, "I think you are making this up. If your uncle wanted to transform, he would transform into a god. Why would he transform into a spear for no reason?"

I complained in my heart, you little brat, your uncle is right in front of you, how dare you say that she can turn into a spear, I’ll see if she doesn’t beat you into a spear.

Gong Jin felt a pain on his head, so he covered it and raised his head, mumbling, "Mom, please don't hit me just because I'm well again.

If I get beaten silly, how can I learn Kung Fu from my aunt? She will definitely despise me."

"You'd be stupid if I don't beat you." Wei Shiran said with disgust, but with a smile on her face, she carefully combed her son's hair that had been messed up by her.

Unlike her eldest son who is calm and sensible, her youngest son has been tough since he was young. He often climbs up the roof and tears down the tiles. She chases him and beats him every few days.

But the tough kid from those years suddenly became sickly. Not to mention beating him, even looking at him for a second longer would make me afraid of breaking him.

Now that the child is well, it always feels unreal and I worry that he will collapse in front of me again one day.

Only when she patted and stroked her son as she used to, and watched him talking alive in front of her, did she feel that her son was really getting better.

She warned, "Listen to your aunt from now on. Don't play around and learn from her. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, mother. I understand." Gong Jin responded to his mother's words with a smile, then turned to look at Wei Qingyan with sparkling eyes, "Aunt, do you know my uncle's spear skills?"

Wei Qingyan was lost in thought when his words brought him back to his senses. He looked at Wei Shiran and said, "Sister, please find me a gun."

Without waiting for Wei Shiran's reaction, Gong Jin immediately ran out, "I'll go, I have it in my room..."

Donggua didn't know why his master was running, so he ran after him, "Master, slow down, wait for Donggua."

Gong Jin, who had run out, heard what he said and came back, dragging Donggua with him, saying disdainfully, "Donggua, take bigger steps. Even a snail is faster than you. Don't make my aunt wait anxiously."

Wei Shiran laughed, "This kid has admired you since he was little. After seeing your marksmanship, I'm afraid he'll become a bit clingy in the future. He's very energetic, so you'll have to bear the brunt of the burden."

"No." Wei Qingyan replied briefly, but fearing his elder sister might misunderstand him, he added, "Not tired. That's what young people should be like."

Wei Qingyan had never been able to get along with her relatives like this before, and she still couldn't fully adapt to it, but she was happy in her heart.

Seeing the smile on her lips and hearing her slightly mature words, Wei Shiran also smiled and shook Wei Qingyan's hand.

Isn’t Qingyan also a young child himself?

Wei Qingyan added, "Seeing that Donggua is a loyal person, let him learn from you. He will be a great help to Gong Jin in the future."

Gong Jin was willing to turn around and take Donggua along, which shows that the relationship between the two was good. One was teaching, and the other was also teaching.

Wei Shiran naturally agreed.

Gong Jin ran fast, and soon he arrived in front of Wei Qingyan carrying a long spear.

Wei Qingyan took the silver spear and shook it. It was not as powerful as her Sha-breaking Spear, but it was still a good spear.

Gong Jin explained, "My elder brother bought this for me after I fell ill. He said I could practice martial arts after I recovered.

Big brother is so smart and wise, he really hit the mark. Now I can really practice martial arts, hehe."

He smiled and followed Wei Qingyan into the yard with brisk steps.

Wei Qingyan stood in the yard holding a gun. His expression was no longer as gentle as before, but rather stern.

The silver spear, which was a head taller than her, danced like a snake in her hand, creating shadow flowers.

Even Wei Shiran, who didn't know martial arts, could feel the murderous intent seeping out from Wei Qingyan's hands like water and densely surrounding her. As long as someone got close to her, that person would have nowhere to escape.

At first, Gong Jin could hold his chin with both hands, but as he watched, his mouth opened wide in amazement.

Donggua's expression was exactly the same as his. He had seen women who knew martial arts, but he had never seen a woman who was so good at using a spear. His admiration made him kneel down on the ground.

Wei Qingyan finished his spearmanship and looked at Gong Jin. "How does it compare to your uncle in your dream?"

"Exactly the same." Gong Jin came back to his senses in a daze.

To be precise, it seems that his shooting skills are better than my uncle's.

But he couldn't say anything bad about his uncle, so he comforted himself in his heart that dreams must be worse than reality, and he could truly feel the power of his uncle's marksmanship.

In fact, my uncle and aunt are equally good at shooting.

He made a final conclusion in his mind.

Wei Qingyan was so excited after receiving this answer that he tightened his grip on the silver spear.

She had taught this shooting technique to Abu, and only to Abu.

Gong Jin's dream gave her hope.

Restraining her emotions, she taught Gong Jin and Donggua some basic skills, and agreed with them on the time and place for future practice.

Wei Shiran took her to his yard.

Wei Shiran personally measured her body and selected some fine fabrics to make clothes for her.

She also brought out many head ornaments and jewelry, some of which were newly bought, and some of which she had collected over the years, and let Wei Qingyan try them on one by one.

Anything she thought looked good on Wei Qingyan would be packed up and sent to Anyuan Hou Mansion later.

Finally, at her insistence, Wei Qingyan had dinner at the Gong family. At the dinner table, Wei Shiran announced two things to everyone in the Gong family.

First, she recognized Chang Qingnian from Anyuan Marquis Mansion as her sister, and from then on Miss Chang was her biological sister.

Second, Miss Chang accepted Gong Jin as her apprentice and became a distinguished guest of the Gong family from then on.

Gong Jun took the lead in calling "Auntie", and the children of Gong Minglou's family followed suit.

Wei Qingyan was not expecting this recognition of relatives, so he was not prepared. He was thinking of sending some gifts another day when he saw the maids and nannies around Wei Shiran coming in with gifts of different sizes.

"This is a gift from your aunt." Wei Shiran said to everyone with a smile.

Wei Qingyan looked at his elder sister gratefully.

The children of the Gong family came over happily to express their gratitude. Although Gong Minglou and his wife did not know Wei Qingyan's true identity, she helped the Gong family resolve their grievances and also resolved the couple's worries.

Both of them were very willing to be her relative, so they were very close to each other.

Gong Mingcheng is happy as long as his wife and children are happy.

The meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.

Wei Qingyan returned to the Anyuan Marquis Mansion with several boxes of clothes and accessories prepared by his elder sister.

The things were carried into the courtyard and handed over to Lan Shu to pack, and then they went directly to Prince Rong's Mansion.

The secret guards of Prince Rong's mansion received Shi Yu's order two days ago, and from now on, everything will be based on Miss Chang's priority.

The secret guards saw her from afar, and one of them hurried to report to Shi Yu, "Master, Miss Chang is here."

Someone also led the way for Wei Qingyan.

The route he took was not the usual one, but a roundabout one with many twists and turns.

The secret guard thought that since Miss Chang came to see the prince on her own initiative, it was natural for the prince to have to spare some time to prepare so that he could be in the best condition to meet Miss Chang.

Wei Qingyan was very familiar with Prince Rong's Mansion. Seeing the secret guard doing this, he did not expose him and followed him silently.

When the secret guard reported, Shi Yu was wiping a silver spear in the study. Upon hearing this, he quickly put down the silver spear and walked out.

"Why are you here at this time?" Shi Yu asked gently.

Wei Qingyan then noticed that it was already dark.

Shi Yu saw her dazed look, not even paying attention to the time, and his heart sank. He asked hurriedly, "But what happened?"