Miao Territory Tripartite
In a corner of the central roundabout in the village, several people were facing off. Two men and a woman had twitching lips, but before they spoke, no one knew that she was an ignorant woman.
In my memory, Thirteen Sister was always chattering around Madam, and the four of them seemed like an inseparable group.
This older sister is nothing like Thirteen Sister; she's definitely a troublemaker raised in a small town, but they're both very annoying.
However, with Jiang Yun's silver butterfly on their heads, they dared not say a word, wondering why the king had to come here.
Lu Kou has been dead for eight hundred years, yet they still have to endure her oppression. They don't even have a proper house to live in. Heaven knows what kind of shabby place they are living in now, which is only slightly better than their previous life of sleeping in the open.
From a distance, Xi Yushao tilted his head and smiled as he watched her. "I've found you. It really is you."
"Have you made enough of a scene? Get lost."
Jiang Yun passed by them, and Sui Zhixu followed closely behind, saying, "Young master, wait a minute! We haven't been paid for today yet!"
Jiang Yun almost couldn't hold back, "..."
The shimmering silver butterflies followed their footsteps, brushing against their clothes. Wherever they touched, their skin instantly turned red, and in less than three breaths, their flesh festered, burning as if scorched by a furnace, a searing, agonizing pain.
Sui Zhixu remained unmoved by the screams behind him; there were no good people left in the Tianque Tower who had fought their way to the Seven Treasures position.
As night fell, the sunset over the village was magnificent and bright. In the past, the three Lu siblings would climb to the rooftop to watch the orange-red sky and the fiery clouds drifting across it, making the whole sky look like it was on fire.
The sunset, from pale to deep, was even more spectacular, changing from cyan to crimson. The small buildings in the Miao village were shrouded in a woven dream, and the three of them chatted about their daily lives in the evening breeze at the bottom of the building in the dream.
It recounts their daily lives after they grew up and were separated by distance.
now……
Sui Zhixu pushed open the small window, revealing only a tiny crack. She removed her makeup. The three people had only been promoted recently and didn't seem very bright.
Among the three tribes of Miao territory, the Yue tribe has the most people, but there are very few outstanding Gu masters. Most of them are of average skill and lead ordinary, happy lives.
The mountain tribes, revering the mountain gods, value marriage and are skilled in love magic. The Miao shamans at weddings are primarily from the mountain tribes.
The Jiang tribe is most likely to produce exceptionally talented Gu masters, who inherit a cold-blooded and ruthless nature, are fond of research, and possess a complete and diverse array of Gu insects. However, it is also most prone to polarization; some members of the Jiang tribe are born without any accompanying Gu, just like the ordinary Miao people at the foot of the mountain.
For thousands of years, the three regions have maintained relative peace, with occasional frictions, but they have consistently been xenophobic.
Sima Xian has outwardly subdued the three tribes, but there are many hidden conflicts beneath the surface. Perhaps she can manage to navigate this situation.
"Ah Ling~"
Fan Lingzhang ran up behind her and massaged her. The silver ornaments on his chest were dazzling, jingling loudly. The Miao-style dangling earrings on his ears were intricate and complex, while the Jiang tribe's vine totem was solemn and elegant. The first thing she noticed when she looked at him was his face.
Like a fairy descending to earth.
She turned to him and asked, "Why are you wearing Miao clothing?"
"Isn't it pretty?"
Sui Zhixu leaned lazily against him and shook her head. How could she not look good?
The Miao people have a deep reverence for nature, believing that mountains, water, trees, and rocks possess spirits and are worshipped as gods, praying for favorable weather, peace, and prosperity. His attire truly resembles that of a Miao person.
"Are you really not a vixen?" Sui Zhixu felt that what she said was a bit inappropriate, so she opened her mouth and tried to be more tactful.
"What I mean is... well, Little Hibiscus is like a fox spirit from a storybook, bewitching all living beings."
"Thank you for the compliment, A-Ling. Can I take that as me having charmed A-Ling?" Fan Lingzhang held her tightly in his arms and said slowly in her ear.
The warm breath by her ear tickled her, and she turned her head to bury her face in his chest.
"How pitiful."
"What? I didn't hear what you said."
Sui Zhixu raised her head slightly, her clear peach blossom eyes sparkling, "Poor little Furong can only stay here with me and can't go out."
"Oh~ yeah, I'm so pitiful~" Fan Lingzhang rubbed against her, deliberately teasing her by lifting her up, holding her even tighter, their bones and blood becoming one.
"Just don't leave me alone. I'm happy to stay here. I can make your bed. It's a pity there's no small kitchen, otherwise I could cook for you. I'm useful, so just don't leave me."
All the past events flashed before her eyes. Sui Zhixu hugged his waist and mumbled an apology.
From meeting to marriage, and even after marriage, she initially disliked him, hated his passionate and fiery feelings, hated that Jiang Li and Shisan Niang were not present at the time of their marriage, hated that she was so attached to "family" while he was able to calmly face his father's early death and venture out into the world at a young age.
He developed feelings for Sima Xian because he disliked being used as a "pawn".
The stars are dazzling, but they are too small compared to the boundless night sky.
When she was attacked by the Gu worm and unexpectedly found three keys in her dowry, she followed the clues to find the East Mansion of the Prime Minister's Mansion—the former residence of the Prime Minister of the previous dynasty—and obtained the list of former officials who had mingled in the court.
When she sat alone in her magnificent mansion, waiting for no one, she had no other choice.
"I won't abandon you. Don't worry, I'm quite familiar with the three Miao tribes, I can handle them."
If we can't handle it, then we'll call in reinforcements. Jingzhou isn't far, and Sui Chuke and Cheng Zhijie are still here. We can also call in people from Chang'an.
However, she said, "If I can't handle you, we'll have to become a pair of star-crossed lovers."
"Oh! They'll be thrown into the Cave of Ten Thousand Snakes."
Fan Lingzhang buried his head in Sui Zhixu's neck in fear, drawing out his sobs, "Waaah, what are we going to do? Yue Nu won't have a father or mother anymore!"
Sui Zhixu suppressed the urge to laugh and said seriously, "There's nothing I can do, you've already come down with me."
"Then kiss me, kiss me, and I won't be afraid anymore."
"Aren't you going to take care of Yuenu anymore?"
“She’s well-fed and pampered at home. Her mother spoils her. The Fan family can find a child from the clan for their business, and her mother can raise him for a few years.”
Sui Zhixu: "..."
You are such a filial son.
"Give me a kiss~"
"It hasn't come to that yet." She pushed the person away, a smile hidden in her eyes.
Fan Lingzhang pursed his lips, realizing he hadn't succeeded.
"You should go to sleep first."
"It's late, you can make arrangements tomorrow."
Sui Zhixu firmly shook her head, "No, I want to ask Jiang Yun for my wages!"
Fan Lingzhang was completely baffled. Wages? What wages?
“I’ll go with you; I’m good at handling money.”
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Jiang Yun looked at the person in front of her who was asking for money and couldn't help but pick up the bamboo slip next to her, intending to hit her with it.
As Xu Zhixu's face fell, her eyes looked down, her expression was indifferent, but the way her eyes darted around somehow made people feel sorry for her.
Jiang Yun sneered, "You usually have the most personal money, and you still have the nerve to ask me for it."
"They're all inside the small building."
Sui Zhixu tilted his head to look at him, his meaning all too clear.
Jiang Yun closed his eyes and pointed at Fan Lingzhang, "Has his family fallen on hard times? Or do you, as the young master, not have a single penny? The Sui family in Jingzhou shouldn't be so poor that they can't even afford to eat."
“Brother’s is different.”
His eyes were clear and bright, with distinct black and white. His face was expressionless, giving him an air of unapproachability. He spoke calmly, yet his eyes revealed his thoughts.
“If you don’t pay me, I’m going to tell A-Niang that you secretly sold love potions to the Western Regions royal court after she leaves the pass.”
Jiang Yun: "..."
I almost gave in.
His face was ashen, and he threw a bag of money at Sui Zhixu, saying, "Speak quickly if you have something to say."
Xu Li neatly put the money bag away and smiled at him.
Her genuine smile was jarring, and Jiang Yun didn't want to pay attention to her. He should go and see if Yueyue was staying put today, or if she was unhappy, instead of being irresponsible with her.
"If the Yue tribe can be turned into a rebellion once, they will do it again. This matter still requires your help, brother."
The Yue tribe's Gu techniques are generally mediocre; Jiang Yun is second only to Jiang Li. The title of the next Holy Son still holds some value.
Seeing that he agreed, she asked, "As for the mountain tribe, are the old subordinates of the Mountain Lady's father still alive?"
"should."
"The mountain people are the most devout believers of the mountain god. The call of the god is always stronger than that of man. What do you say, brother?"
Jiang Yun stared at her for a while, then nodded lightly, "Anyway, you did a lot of things when you were a kid. The mountain god didn't make you fall into the ditch, so he probably doesn't care about your little tricks."
"Nonsense, Thirteen Sister and I always inform him before offering incense."
Jiang Yun: "..."
What do you need to report? Do you need to report that you're going to do something bad?
If that's really the case, the mountain god would be driven crazy by her since childhood.
Noticing Jiang Yun's gaze, Sui Zhixu's face darkened. "What are you thinking about?"
"No."
He glanced at Fan Lingzhang beside her, his eyes sparkling with admiration for Sui Zhixu.
He sighed, but then he thought about how she had almost tied Xiaoqing into a knot when she was little, and it wasn't surprising that she went to find the mountain god.
As for Fan Lingzhang now, he is acting as an accomplice to evil.
"Sima Xian, you handle this yourself."
Sui Zhixu nodded, "Don't worry, I will arrange your wedding properly, nothing will go wrong."
We'll make sure Jiang Yun gets married peacefully, no matter what.
“You’re in such a rush to get married that you don’t have time to make the silver crown, but Jiang Li has prepared one, and it’s been in the chest in the small building all this time. There’s also a necklace, bracelets, and anklets, and a wedding dress too. See if that’s alright. Jiang Li is always more reliable than your father when it comes to getting things done.”
"You also said that the witch has no relatives, so I'm afraid no one will prepare anything for her."
Jiang Yun nodded. "I'll go check on it in the middle of the night."
"And him, he'll help too." Sui Zhixu patted Fan Lingzhang on the shoulder, and he immediately nodded.
“That’s right, I will help. Although the customs in Miao territory are quite different from those in Chang’an, I have experience from being married before. Don’t worry, brother-in-law, you will definitely be able to get married smoothly.”
"Thank you for your kind words."
With a smile in his eyes, Jiang Yun left a message and went to see Wushan Yue first.
"The old man from Yuebu is very slippery. He's a fence-sitter, always turning whichever way the wind blows. He's a master at bullying the weak and fearing the strong. But it's really convenient for Jiang Yun. His eyes and his Gu worms are symbiotic, so he can easily get rid of him."
"As for the Mountain Clan, I've met the Mountain Maiden a few times before. Her father and mother were deeply in love and swore an oath before the Mountain God. Later, the Mountain Maiden's mother died in childbirth, and she was raised by the Mountain Elder alone, who doted on her. Fate is cruel..."
Fan Lingzhang felt that she became much more talkative after returning to Miao territory. This was the place where she grew up, and although it later became a place of sadness, she always felt a sense of longing and nostalgia for it.
As he read, Xu felt sleepy and leaned on Fan Lingzhang's shoulder. He smiled, secretly pressed his shoulder against Fan's, and was still kissed!
He carried the person back to the room. A dark wind swept by outside, and Fan Lingzhang got up and closed the window tightly. The whistling wind gave the feeling that a storm was brewing.
He glanced calmly at the silver butterflies fluttering outside the window, which flew all the way to Aling's small building.
Fan Lingzhang looked at Sui Zhixu's sleeping face. There was no need to apologize to her; he just hoped she would be alright.
He moves between the powerful and the common people, and will do his best to protect her, even if it means giving away all his wealth.
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