Imperial Capital 52: Sword Unsheathed

After a long talk, Xu Hongyu left a lot of official history, secret history and unofficial history for Ye Li to read when she had time, and then took Xu Hongyan away in the midst of Ye Shangshu's uneasiness. Ye Li met his father's complicated eyes, bowed slightly, and leisurely returned to his Qingyixuan to study history books.

Ye Li and Mo Xiu Yao's wedding date was set for May 20th, which was said to be the best day in May. It was said that Minister Ye was not very satisfied with this date. After all, it was not a particularly good auspicious day. Ye Ying's marriage problems had already made Minister Ye very angry. If there was any problem with Ye Li's marriage, Ye Shan and Ye Lin would not have to get married. However, Dingguo Palace, Xu Family and Ye Li herself had no opinion on the auspicious day, and if this day was not chosen, then the wedding date would at least be postponed to August. Because June and July were even less suitable for holding a wedding. And when Ye Li was just captured, neither Dingguo Palace nor Xu Family would allow the practice of postponing the wedding date. So Minister Ye's slight dissatisfaction was naturally ignored.

Just in the middle of May, Ye Li's leisurely life came to an end. The quiet Qingyixuan became bustling with people coming and going. Every day, countless things had to be delivered to Qingyixuan, and Ye Li had to personally review countless accounts and lists. Even with the guidance and assistance of two maids, Ye Li was still very tired. When the people in the capital saw that the Ye family, the Xu family, and the Dingguo Palace were preparing for the wedding without being affected by the message, the rumors that were originally half-believed and half-doubted gradually subsided.

"I'm so jealous of Murier. The wedding at Prince Dingguo's Palace must be the most grand wedding in the past ten years." In Qingyixuan, Murong Ting shouted while lying on the couch without any image, hugging the first-grade luxury silk that had just been delivered.

Ye Li, Qin Zheng and Hua Tianxiang were sorting out the account books. Not far away, Ye Shan and Ye Lin were also sitting quietly doing needlework. There was still a noisy sound of people coming and going outside the door. Hua Tianxiang looked up at her in the gap between looking at the account books and said, "Li'er didn't ask you to be jealous and hateful. If you have time to waste your time, you might as well come and see if there is anything you can do to help. But... you are right."

Qin Zheng was writing on the account book with a pen in hand while asking, "Is Mrs. Wang really not going to help you with your wedding? It would be bad for her reputation if the news got out."

Ye Li smiled faintly, "The old lady gave me a lot of dowry. She has been feeling unwell these past two days. She said that the fourth sister was sick in Prince Li's mansion and she wanted to go over to take care of her. She left early in the morning." Murong Ting sneered at this, "Who has ever heard of a mother rushing over to take care of her daughter less than a month after she got married? But... Ye Ying couldn't be really sick, right? She hasn't come back to show off these days." Hua Tianxiang smiled and raised her eyebrows, "She has the capital to show off. If Prince Li treats her well, she might come back to show off her newlywed happiness. But now I heard that Princess Qixia is still pestering Prince Li every day. It's good that she hasn't become a resentful woman in the inner circle."

Qin Zheng shook her head. She was not interested in these gossips, but was more concerned about Ye Li's marriage. "I really don't know what Madam Wang is thinking. Everyone knows how much betrothal gifts the Dingguo Palace has given. Even if the Ye family adds more, it won't be a loss for her. Isn't it the face of the Ye family that she is making such a fuss?" Hua Tianxiang said, "You know what Madam Wang's background is. Even if she is the principal wife of Lord Ye now, her status is not enough to preside over Li'er's marriage. I'm afraid that Madam Ye will have to come forward in person. By the way, there is no female family member who can make decisions in the Dingguo Palace. Ah Li, did Prince Ding mention who will make decisions in the Dingguo Palace?"

Ye Li nodded and said, "Originally Princess Zhaoyang had this idea. However, although Prince Ding calls Princess Zhaoyang aunt, it is said that they are actually equal in terms of seniority. So Princess Zhaoyang meant to invite Grand Princess Xifu."

"Wow..." Murong Ting screamed and almost jumped up from the couch. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Murong Ting laughed and said, "Grand Princess Xifu... She is the aunt of the late emperor. Even the former Prince Ding has to respectfully call her the Imperial Sister. I heard that Grand Princess Xifu is 75 years old this year." Qin Zheng nodded and said, "In fact, if it weren't for Li'er's marriage this time, I would have forgotten that this princess is still alive. I heard that this princess has been indifferent to worldly affairs for more than 20 years. I didn't expect that she would come out to support Prince Ding's wedding this time."

Hua Tianxiang waved her hands and smiled, "It's nothing strange. My grandfather said that the eldest princess' favorite youngest was Prince Ding. When Prince Ding was born, the eldest princess held him in her arms. I heard that when Prince Ding was almost half dead, it was the eldest princess who took care of him day and night. In short, Prince Ding asked the eldest princess to preside over the wedding, which shows his sincerity to A'li." Murong Ting smiled and said, "So I said that Li'er's wedding is probably the most grand wedding in the past ten years. I heard that dignitaries from other countries will also come to attend the wedding."

Ye Li frowned and asked, "What does the Ding Palace's wedding have to do with the dignitaries of other countries?"

"Ah Li, don't underestimate the Dingguo Palace. It's no exaggeration to say that the Dingguo Palace has been established for a hundred years and has swept across the four corners. Basically, all the countries that border Da Chu have dealt with the Dingguo Palace."

Ye Li nodded, "I understand. They are here to see a joke." The only descendant of the majestic Dingguo Palace, the current Prince Dingguo is a disfigured waste sitting in a wheelchair. What could make the dignitaries of various countries happier than this? I'm afraid the royal families of various countries are more interested in this wedding than the change of the emperor of Da Chu. Everyone was silent for a moment and couldn't help sighing. That's right, those envoys from various countries definitely didn't come to congratulate Prince Ding on his wedding, but to see how miserable the only descendant of the Dingguo Palace, who had been silent for seven years, was and whether he could still pose a threat to them.

"Li'er..."

Ye Li waved her hands nonchalantly and said, "It's no big deal. What can they do to me in the capital of Da Chu? If you have time to worry about these things, you might as well help me sort these things out. My second aunt will take a look at them tomorrow." Ye Li looked at the many and complicated gift lists and account books in front of him with a headache. Only now did he know that Arabic numerals and double-entry accounting are really good things. But now is not the time to show off. When he arrives at the Dingguo Palace in the future, he will have plenty of time to sort them out slowly. Hua Tianxiang and Qin Zheng looked at the half-finished account books in front of them in silence and lowered their heads helplessly. After returning home, he must follow his mother to learn the way to manage the family again. There are too many of these weird things.

Ye Lin and Ye Shan listened to their idle chatter, feeling both envy and sympathy for Ye Li. However, they knew they had no say in this matter, so they could only listen with their ears raised and their heads lowered, working hard on their work.

"Huh?" Murong Ting, who had been lying powerlessly on the couch, suddenly jumped up and rushed to the half-open window. She leaned out and looked around for a long time before pulling her head back in confusion, with a look of bewilderment on her face.

Hua Tianxiang looked at her and asked, "What's wrong? What's outside the window?"

Murong Ting shook her head, looked at Ye Li and didn't say much. Ye Li smiled and said, "I just seemed to see a green bird flying outside the window. Did Murong see it too?" Murong Ting blinked and said in annoyance, "Yes, I saw a very beautiful bird. Who knew it would disappear when I got to the window." Qin Zheng chuckled and covered her lips and said, "Birds fly so fast, where can I wait for you." Hua Tianxiang glanced at her, "When did you start to like birds? I really want to ask your father to help you catch one, or just buy a beautiful one. There's no need to be surprised."

"I'm happy to." Murong Ting raised her little face and lay back on the couch with pride, and glared at Ye Li without leaving any trace. Ye Li pursed her lips and smiled, of course she knew what Murong Ting heard. In the past few days, there have always been some strange people who want to visit the Ye Mansion without going through the main gate, but they were all thrown out by the guards sent by Mo Xiuyao to protect them secretly. But it is rare to see someone breaking in in broad daylight.

"Miss, the prince of Xiling Zhennan has sent a gift to congratulate you and Prince Ding on your wedding." Outside the door, the butler of the Ye Mansion came to report in person.

Ye Li frowned and asked, "Prince of Zhennan, Xiling? Shouldn't gifts be sent directly to the Dingguo Palace?" The steward said respectfully, "Prince of Zhennan said that this gift was specially prepared by Xiling for the future Princess Dingguo, so it must be sent directly to the young lady to show the sincerity of Xiling."

"Where is the Prince of Zhennan now? Is father here?" Ye Li asked.

"In the lobby. The old man just came back and is keeping us company in the lobby." said the manager.

Ye Li nodded, "I understand. Please wait for a moment, father and Prince Zhennan. I will be out shortly."

The steward left, and Murong Ting pulled Ye Li with concern, saying, "Ah Li, be careful when you go out. I'm afraid this prince of Zhennan is here with ill intentions." Ye Li raised an eyebrow. The young ladies in the capital really didn't know much about this. Murong Ting had been fighting outside with General Murong for a long time when she was young, so she should know more than them. Qingluan and others helped Ye Li change her clothes and put on makeup again. Murong Ting stood aside and muttered what she knew, "Prince Zhennan of Xiling is the younger brother of the current Emperor of Xiling and a famous general of Xiling. However, he was defeated by Prince Ding's father, Prince Regent Mo Liufang, twenty years ago. At that time, my father was just a small captain. I heard from my father that Prince Zhennan was defeated badly in that battle and even lost an arm in the rebellion. Afterwards, Prince Zhennan sent people to assassinate Prince Regent many times, but they all failed. You know... Prince Regent died a long time ago. If Prince Zhennan holds a grudge..." Then this grudge can only be held against her and Mo Xiuyao, who are the son and daughter-in-law of Mo Liufang.

"So, the Prince of Zhennan is here to cause trouble?" Qin Zheng's pretty face turned pale, and she looked at Ye Li anxiously and said, "Should we send someone to notify Prince Ding?"

Ye Li shook her head and said, "No, Prince Ding will know soon. Besides, there is no way that the Prince of Zhennan would embarrass a lady of his family. That would be too embarrassing for Xiling Country and the Prince of Zhennan." Even if he wanted to find fault, he should go after Mo Xiuyao, as they haven't gotten married yet. After looking in the mirror and seeing that everything was ready, Ye Li stood up and said, "I'll go over first. You guys wait for me here." Murong Ting rushed to stand beside Ye Li and said firmly, "I'll go with you. Tianxiang and Zheng'er will stay." Ye Li was a little amused, "Murong, I'm not going to fight." Murong insisted, "No matter what, I'll just follow you secretly. If the Prince of Zhennan has any bad intentions, I can save you."

In public, in Da Chu, they were plotting against the future Princess Ding? Only Murong could think of that. Hua Tianxiang waved her hand and said, "Forget it, Li'er, you take Murong with you. She just likes to watch the excitement." Murong Ting didn't care what they thought, and happily saved Ye Li's arm, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Father." After entering the hall, Ye Li realized that the steward's report was too careless. She thought that only her father and the guests were there, but unexpectedly, Mo Jingli and Ye Ying were also sitting with them. Murong Ting gave her a look that said "Why is he everywhere?" Ye Li smiled helplessly at her and stepped forward to greet Minister Ye. In front of outsiders, Minister Ye was still very happy to play the role of a good father who loved his daughter. He smiled at Ye Li with a loving face and said, "Li'er is here, and Miss Murong is here too?" Murong Ting curled her lips and smiled, "Junior is uninvited, I hope my uncle will forgive me." Minister Ye smiled and said, "Of course, Li'er has a good friend like Miss Murong, I am deeply relieved. Li'er, Miss Murong, this is the prince of Zhennan in Xiling Kingdom."

The two then turned their eyes to the young man sitting on the side. Xiling State is located in the northwest of Da Chu, and the customs of the people are quite different from those of Da Chu. However, there is one interesting point. Xiling State calls itself Da Ling, and Da Chu is called Dong Chu. Da Chu calls the other Xiling State Da Chu. Just from the names, it can be seen that the two countries have never been very harmonious. The prince of Zhennan has a tall and straight figure, and his facial features are deep and sharp as if they were carved by a knife. Ye Li clearly saw that his eyes were faintly dark purple. It is said that the royal family of Xiling all have brown eyes. The appearance of this prince clearly shows that he is not of pure Xiling descent. "Meet the prince." Even the carefree Murong Ting still showed due courtesy in front of foreign envoys.

The Prince of Zhennan looked at the two of them without scruples, and soon gave up on Murong Ting and shifted his gaze completely to Ye Li. After a while, he said, "Princess Dingguo, Miss Murong, there is no need to be polite. I am Lei Tengfeng."

Lei is the surname of Xiling State. It is good that there is no language barrier.

Minister Ye looked at the imposing Prince of Zhennan, then looked at Ye Li and coughed softly, saying, "Li'er, the Prince came here specially to give you a gift."

Ye Li nodded and said, "Thank you, Prince. It is a relief for you to come here specially. I hope that Da Chu can make you feel at home."

Lei Tengfeng laughed out loud and said, "Of course, the little prince has long admired the scenery of Da Chu, and will definitely take a good look around. Come on, give me the gift that I prepared for Princess Dingguo." After a light high-five, two men who looked like guards walked in, one of them holding a long and narrow carved wooden box. Looking at the length and size of the box, Ye Li had a bad feeling. This gift probably wouldn't be an ordinary gift. Lei Tengfeng made a gesture, and the other man opened the wooden box, and a burst of cold air came towards him. Minister Ye's face darkened, and he stood up and said in a deep voice, "Prince, what do you mean?"

Lei Tengfeng raised his eyebrows and said in confusion: "This is the gift that my father and uncle personally selected for Princess Dingguo. Is there anything wrong with it?"

Minister Ye said, "My daughter is getting married soon, what's the meaning of giving her a sword?" A sword is a deadly weapon, an ominous sign. In the exquisitely carved wooden box was a long sword with an ancient appearance. Even in the sheath, one could still feel the cold light and murderous aura. It was obviously a peerless sword that had been tempered in a sea of ​​blood.

"This is a gift that my country and my father specially found to show our sincerity. Or... do you really not know the origin of this sword?" Lei Tengfeng crossed his arms carelessly, looking at the people in front of him with a smile. Hearing the contempt implied in his tone, Mo Jingli frowned, stood up and looked at the sword in the box. Murong Ting's heart moved, and she looked at Ye Li with some hesitation.

"This is - Zhuyun!" Mo Jingli said in a deep voice after a long while.

Lei Tengfeng praised: "King Li has good vision. Yes, this is the Cloud-Surrendering Sword."

Everyone was moved. This is not a famous sword in history, but the reputation of this sword is definitely not inferior to any other famous sword handed down from generation to generation. This sword is named after the first generation of Dingguo Prince Mo Sheyun, and it is the weapon that Mo Sheyun carried with him when he conquered the world. It is also the sword of several generations of Ding princes. This sword has been with the successive Dingguo princes on the battlefield, and no one knows how many people's blood it has drunk. Until seven years ago, the previous Ding prince Mo Xiuwen died of illness in the border, and this sword disappeared. I don't know how many people have searched for it openly or secretly, but they have never seen it again. This gift is indeed of sufficient weight and sincerity.

Lei Tengfeng clapped his hands and smiled, "Since we knew that the Cloud-Crossing Sword was missing, my father has spent a lot of effort to send people to search for it everywhere. Finally, the hard work paid off and the sword was found in Beidi a year ago. It's just in time for Prince Ding's wedding to return it to him. What do you think, Princess Ding?"

Minister Ye looked a little solemn, and stood up and said to Lei Tengfeng: "Such a generous gift, I really have to thank the prince." The Cloud Sword is the national treasure of the Great Chu. Minister Ye dared not refuse such a gift from Lei Tengfeng. Minister Ye secretly regretted why he did not refuse the visit of the prince of Zhennan.

Lei Tengfeng nodded with satisfaction, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "To be honest, after getting such a treasure, I have thought about keeping it for myself. However, this sword seems to have a spirit. I have spent countless efforts but still cannot pull it out. In the end, although I found a top-notch swordsmith to pull out the sword, it is a pity that the sword is completely uncontrollable. Even the number one swordsman in Xiling cannot control it. I thought that this sword probably only recognizes people from the Dingguo Palace, so I want to ask Princess Dingguo to test the sword."

Minister Ye said unhappily, "My daughter is not good at swordsmanship, and if the prince wants to test his sword, he should go to Prince Ding."

Lei Tengfeng looked at Ye Li and smiled, "Isn't Princess Dingguo considered a member of the Dingguo Palace? It is said that a hundred years ago, the first Princess Dingguo used this sword to kill sixteen enemy soldiers and saved Prince Ding's life. It has since become a legend. It can be seen that this sword does not require the bloodline of the Dingguo Palace, and it can be matched with Prince Ding's partner. What do you think, Princess Dingguo?" Before Ye Li opened her mouth, Mo Jingli snorted and said, "Princess Qingyun is a man of both civil and military talents. It's not surprising that a peerless woman of her generation can use the Cloud-Gathering Sword. Did the Prince of Zhennan ask Ye Li to use the Cloud-Gathering Sword to deliberately embarrass our Great Chu? Everyone knows that Ye Li probably can't even perform a complete set of sword techniques. "Lei Tengfeng laughed and said, "The little prince believes in the vision of the Dingguo Palace. Looking at the Dingguo princesses of all generations, they are all stunning and extraordinary women." Mo Jingli mocked, "This generation is an exception."

Murong Ting said indignantly: "Prince Zhennan, you are holding a sword that you can't even draw with your own practice, and you want a woman who has never practiced martial arts to dance with it? Does Xiling Kingdom like to force people like this?"

"Is it too much to ask Princess Dingguo? My father ordered that this sword must be given to Princess Dingguo. Could it be that... I can only take it back to Xiling?" This is already a threat. Lei Tengfeng's meaning is very clear. If the future Princess Dingguo cannot draw out the Cloud-Sucking Sword or control it, don't blame him for taking the sword back to Xiling. If that's the case, Da Chu will lose face and even its dignity.

"Third sister, why don't you give it a try, maybe you can pull it out." Ye Ying said softly, "Prince Xiling has given us such a valuable gift, if we don't accept it wouldn't it be disrespectful to our neighboring country?" Minister Ye frowned and glanced at Ye Ying, wondering in his heart which was more embarrassing: Ye Li refusing to draw the sword or not being able to do it.

"Prince Ding has arrived!" A voice announced outside the door, and Mo Xiuyao appeared at the gate with Ah Jin. Everyone present secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Murong Ting secretly winked at Ye Li.

Lei Tengfeng, who was sitting in a chair with a relaxed look, sat up straight the moment Mo Xiuyao came in, and his eyes swept across Mo Xiuyao's calm and gentle face like a knife. He turned his head to look at Ye Li, who smiled secretly in her heart. This prince was probably evaluating in his heart whether the Cloud Sword or her fiancée was more important to Mo Xiuyao, and why Mo Xiuyao came.

"I have met Prince Dingguo. I, Prince Lei Tengfeng, have heard of you for a long time." Lei Tengfeng stood up and said with a smile.

"You are so polite, my prince. When I was young, I had the honor to see the style of the King of Zhennan. I haven't seen you for many years, so I believe your style is still the same?" Mo Xiuyao nodded in return. Lei Tengfei's eyes jumped, and he smiled quickly: "Father is in good health, and he often tells me about your style in the past. I hope we can emulate it." Mo Xiuyao remained calm and said calmly: "You are so kind, and now that you have seen the prince, you will know that the King of Zhennan has a successor."

Watching the two men chatting in a gentle and slow manner in this obviously tense atmosphere, Ye Li felt like laughing. I don't know who said that diplomacy is a very feminine activity.

After the greetings, Mo Xiuyao slid his wheelchair to Ye Li's side and whispered, "Are you in a good mood, Ah Li?"

Ye Liqian smiled and said, "The Prince of Zhennan sent a very valuable gift. Since you are here too, why not enjoy it together?"

Mo Xiuyao nodded with a smile, his eyes fell on the Shouyun Sword in the box. His eyes were calm without any disturbance, as if it was really just an ordinary sword. He turned around and said to Lei Tengfeng: "Your Majesty and the prince are worried about this. This sword has been lost for many years and I didn't expect to see it again today." Lei Tengfeng raised his eyebrows and said: "The Shouyun Sword is the treasure of the Great Chu, and it should be returned intact. I just don't know if the little prince can see the beauty of the famous sword?"

"Ajin."

Ah Jin stepped forward, took the long sword from the Xiling guard and carefully held it in front of Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao took it with one hand, raised his head and asked, "Ah Li, what do you think?" Ye Li lowered her head, reached out and gently touched the ancient scabbard, nodded and said, "Although I don't know this, I know it is indeed a good sword." Ye Li is really not good at swordsmanship. In her previous life, she had probably seen the Tai Chi sword danced by grandpas and grandmas in the park. In the modern battlefield, even cold weapons do not use swords. Instead, short knives, daggers, and Emei thorns are more handy. Slowly holding the hilt of the sword, Ye Li did not rush to pull it out. If this sword is really as difficult to draw and control as Lei Tengfeng described, then there must be some mechanism on the scabbard and the sword. Mo Xiuyao smiled and covered Ye Li's hand holding the hilt, and raised the sword with his other hand. Under the attention of everyone, Ye Li keenly noticed that Mo Xiuyao's hand holding her moved slightly and then pulled it out -

A flash of cold light flashed, and the sword roared like a dragon. The whole hall seemed to be frozen in an instant, but only for a moment. Ye Li quickly felt the majestic fighting spirit and the overwhelming murderous aura coming from the sword. This is a dangerous aura that only people who have really been on the battlefield can feel. I don't know when Mo Xiuyao had let go of his hand. Ye Li swung the sword to the side, and the ancient painting on the wall not far away cracked. Good sword! Ye Li praised. The sharpness of the sword tip alone can cut through the ancient painting, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it can cut off a hair with a blow. Holding the long sword steadily in his hand, Ye Li looked indifferently at Lei Tengfeng who was staring at him closely.

Before everyone could come to their senses, Mo Xiuyao had already taken the Cloud Sword from Ye Li and sheathed it. Lei Tengkong looked at the half-finished ancient painting on the wall, and after a while he exhaled slightly, sighing, "It is indeed a good sword." As for whether Ye Li could wield the sword, no one cared anymore, because she had already pulled out the sword that was extremely sharp in her hand. Miss Ye San was weak, and it was enough for her to be able to hold the sword firmly. If she was forced to dance with the sword, even the Prince of Zhennan, who came with hostility, would not dare to ask for it.

Facing such a situation, Minister Ye stroked his beautiful beard with satisfaction and a smile on his face. The daughter of the Ye family has brought back the long-lost treasure for the Great Chu, and will bring the Cloud Sword as a dowry. This will be such a great honor.

Ye Li sighed in her heart. If this sword was placed in the Ye Mansion, the roof of the Ye family would be trampled flat. She didn't believe that Lei Tengfeng would just give such a valuable gift without saying anything. But she had to accept this valuable gift.

"Prince, this sword?" Ye Liqian smiled as she looked at Lei Tengfeng who seemed a little dazed.

Lei Tengfeng stared at the woman in front of him, then looked at Mo Xiuyao who was sitting next to her, and said with a smile: "This sword is naturally a gift to Princess Dingguo. I also wish you two a happy marriage and a long life together."

Mo Xiuyao said: "In that case, I accept your good words, Your Highness."

Lei Tengfeng stood up and said to everyone, "The gift has been delivered. I will take my leave now. I will come back to bother you on the day of the wedding."

"Goodbye."

After sending off the Prince of Zhennan, Murong Ting stared at the Cloud Sword in A Jin's hand with her eyes almost popping out of her head, and she also pulled Ye Li's sleeves, "A Li, A Li... Cloud Sword... Really Cloud Sword... Can I touch it?" Ye Li looked at her greedy face helplessly, and turned back to look at Mo Xiu Yao. Mo Xiu Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "It doesn't matter. Since it's a gift to you, it will naturally belong to A Li in the future."

Ye Li looked at him and said, "I thought this was a treasure passed down from the Dingguo Palace." Now it doesn't seem that important? Murong Ting didn't care about that. She shouted happily and rushed over to grab the sword from A Jin's hand, holding it in her hands and touching it left and right.

Mo Xiuyao nodded. It must be a treasure that has been passed down for so many years. If it can be passed down for another thousand years, it will not be worse than those heirloom swords like Gan Jiang and Mo Ye.

Murong Ting caressed the sword lovingly while saying, "In fact, it is said that the Sword of Clouds contains the military books and treasures of Prince Dingguo. Of course, this is not important. What is important is that this is the sword used by every generation of Prince Dingguo. It is a great blessing to be able to touch it. My father must be jealous of me." Ye Li raised an eyebrow. It turns out that the star-chasing thing has existed in all previous generations. "Military books? Treasures? Is this sword really intact?" Xiling should have disassembled it into pieces and checked it from the inside out. Mo Xiuyao glanced at the sword in Murong Ting's hand, a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes, and said calmly, "They did look at it. The sword itself is not damaged."

"So?" Murong Ting forgot who was in front of her and stared with wide eyes waiting for Mo Xiuyao to reveal the mystery.

Mo Xiuyao looked at Ye Li and said with a smile, "So this is a sword. It would be good if you can find it back, after all, it is a relic of our ancestors. If you can't find it back, just find a swordsmith to forge another one."

? "Where is the military book? Where is the treasure?" Murong Ting asked disappointedly.

Mo Xiuyao looked at everyone calmly, "The Suoyun Sword was forged when our ancestor was sixteen years old, using up all of his savings at the time. Where did the treasure and military manual come from?"

Everyone was silent. They only remembered that the Shuyun Sword had been with Mo Shuyun all his life and that it was the sword that all the Ding princes had carried with them. They guessed that there must be some secrets in it, but they forgot that the Shuyun Sword was forged by Mo Shuyun when he was young. At that time, Mo Shuyun, who was famous in later generations, was just a wild and unruly young man from aristocratic family. He was not the same as the Dingguo Prince who helped his brother conquer the world and pacify the four directions 20 years later. Even Ye Shangshu, a scholar who knew nothing about the Shuyun Sword, could not help but feel disappointed.

"If the Cloud-Suppressing Sword is really that important, who would carry it with them? And how could it be lost so easily? Ah Li, I'll go back first. Will you send a few more people over later?" Ye Li nodded, took the Cloud-Suppressing Sword from Murong Ting's hand and threw it to Ah Jin, saying, "You'd better take the Cloud-Suppressing Sword back to Prince Dingguo's Palace first. It's not convenient to leave it here with me." She was not interested in letting others step on her roof every day.

Mo Xiuyao nodded, "That's fine."

Watching the Suoyun Sword disappear out the door, Murong Ting reluctantly withdrew her gaze.

Mo Jingli stared at Ye Li suspiciously and asked, "Do you really believe that the Cloud Sword has no secrets?"

Ye Li nodded as a matter of course, "If I had a military book or a treasure, I would not put them in a sword." As a commonly used sword that needs to be carried around, very famous, and not small in size, it is not a good thing to hide secrets.

"You vulgar people! The relics of King Ding! Relics...", Murong Ting looked down on the vulgar people filling the hall with hatred.