My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 1010 - 983: I Foresee a Calamity of Blood for You...

Chapter 1010: Chapter 983: I Foresee a Calamity of Blood for You...

Lord Zuo sat back down across from Lin Xiang, watching his calm demeanor, and snorted heavily.

"You seem quite composed, not even worrying about your granddaughter." Nephews and nieces are just worlds apart, hmph.

Lin Xiang pointed at the letter and said, "The letter already states that Han’er is blessed, having encountered Master Buqiu on her journey. Her problems, even if not completely cured, won’t worsen."

Three years have passed, and she’s now a temple master; she should be an immortal by now, right?

Lord Zuo picked up the letter to take another glance, his anger rising once more: "That Bian Jiaojiao, not even twenty years old, is so vicious, to harm a child in such a cruel way. Such vile acts, simply indescribable."

Lin Xiang’s eyes flickered with a hint of darkness and said, "Even if you write about these vile acts in an official document, it won’t stand. Jun’er mentioned the poisonous insect has been eradicated, indicating discoveries have been made over there and cleanup is done."

Writing randomly about poisonous insects in a document without evidence would likely make the Saint dismiss it as absurd.

However, the Saint is indeed absurd nowadays.

Lin Xiang took a sip of his tea, somewhat irritated.

"So just let it go?"

Lin Xiang sneered softly: "If we only talk about the poisonous insect, there are countless other evidence of Bian’s improper and ludicrous deeds to catch onto."

Lord Zuo frowned: "I heard that Prince Xinyang offered an ancient elixir recipe, which greatly pleased the Saint, making his family shine, and increasingly behaving arrogantly. You’re planning your comeback, you need to be cautious."

"Just capturing evidence, how cautious should one be? That vile Bian should bear the consequences. Lin Rufeng’s granddaughter is also not someone she can touch." Lin Xiang’s sharp gaze flickered coldly.

He merely thought the child was just physically ill, yet didn’t expect such a malicious plot was hidden, targeting a child who can barely be called a toddler; she’s truly vicious.

"If she can even harm a child, I suppose she’s unfit to be a mother."

Lord Zuo glanced at him upon hearing this, saying nothing.

"We must hurry back to the power center; the current political situation is truly chaotic." Lord Zuo said in a deep voice: "That man is also increasingly trusting in Supreme Master."

To be honest, if not for first meeting Qin Liuxi, Lord Zuo, who has long believed in not speaking of strange forces and gods, found it unbelievable that the Saint would become obsessed with some Dao of immortality and alchemy techniques. He feared a bloody admonition was needed, but now he believes in those mysterious things; however, immortality? Nonsense!

He had just finished speaking when the steward joyfully reported at the doorway: "Prime Minister, the palace decree has arrived; the document requesting your reappointment has been approved, restoring you to your official post."

Lord Zuo was instantly delighted.

Lin Xiang also breathed a slight sigh of relief, exchanging a glance with him, chuckling lightly: "Today, truly is a good day."

The two old foxes smiled, returning to the power center, which allows for many activities.

...

Upon entering the bitterly cold mid-winter, the weather turned frigid, and heavy snowfalls occurred one after another. Qin Liuxi and her companions had just reached Juyong Inn, ten days from Jing City.

Qin Liuxi stood at the inn’s entrance, watching the snowflakes falling like goose feathers, her brows furrowing. The snow was too heavy. Their party had been at the inn for less than half an hour, yet the snow had piled up thick.

"Oh my, this year’s snow is really heavy; it looks like next year will be another prosperous year." Someone arrived at the inn on a swift horse, jumping off and speaking to another mounted person.

"Certainly, only it’s a bit cold."

Qin Liuxi glanced at the two, thinking that heavy snowfall wasn’t necessarily a good thing, predicting a disaster.

That duo also noticed her standing at the entrance, glanced at her, and shivered, asking: "Hey, aren’t you cold?"

A girl, presumably, standing here dressed so thinly, is her head not clear?

Qin Liuxi said: "I have my own fire within."

Listen to that, indeed not clear-headed.

One went inside seeking the Posthouse Minister, while the younger one remained at the entrance, gazing down the road, hopping to keep warm, perhaps bored, he approached Qin Liuxi asking: "Young lady, are you really not cold?"

"Mm." Qin Liuxi saw his blue face due to the cold, examined his attire: "Escort master?"

"Indeed, we are escort masters from Qianlima Escort Agency. My surname is Miao, young lady, how did you discern that?" Escort master Miao took out an oil paper package from his pocket, opened it, and offered it with a smile, saying: "Salted ginger cake made from Lao Jiang, young lady, have a taste to ward off the cold."

Qin Liuxi glanced at it, took a piece, and bit into it, saying: "After this escort mission, don’t rush back, celebrate the New Year in Jing City."

Escort master Miao was startled: "Why?"

"There will be a snow disaster; this snow won’t stop for at least half a month. Rushing back is dangerous." Qin Liuxi looked at him, saying: "Your Heaven is shrouded in dark clouds, indicating a bloody disaster, possibly life-threatening."

Escort master Miao: "!"

I offered you ginger cake, and you curse me?

After speaking, Qin Liuxi considered for a moment, took another ginger cake, sprinkled it with sesame seeds, and found it quite fragrant.

Escort master Miao looked at her departing figure dumbfounded: "..."

My goodness, she’s truly not clear-headed.

"Qingzi, why are you spacing out?" The escort master who went into the inn came out, gave him a push, then glanced at his oil paper package: "Hey, what’s this?"

Escort master Miao looked down, noticing that at some point a triangle charm had appeared on the oil paper package.

Did that crazy young lady leave it just now?

He picked it up, saying: "Brother Wu, the young lady said this snow won’t stop for at least half a month, advised us not to rush back, better to stay until after the New Year; she said rushing back might cause a bloody disaster, possibly leading to death!"

"Spit, spit, what kind of person says such nonsense, and you believe it? Just look at how she’s dressed and you know she’s not clear-headed."

Escort master Miao, however, felt somewhat inexplicably surprised, saying: "She left this charm." Moreover, was it a mistake, but holding this charm, he felt it wasn’t as cold.

"Alright, stop overthinking, the caravan has arrived, quick; greet them."

Escort master Miao rolled up the oil paper package, stuffing it into his chest, looked at the peace charm; after some thought, he pulled out a red rope from his neck, attached to a small wallet sewn by his mother, containing peace copper coins, and he placed the charm inside that small wallet.

Meanwhile, Qin Liuxi entered the inn, finding Zuo Zongjun, who was talking to someone, and upon seeing her, he rose, ready to introduce her, but she spoke first.

"After lunch, let’s continue traveling, it’s best to enter Jing City as soon as possible, don’t assume delays will stop us." Qin Liuxi said.

Zuo Zongjun was puzzled: "Why?"

They had planned to rest at the inn, staying overnight.

"The snow is getting heavy, and I predict it won’t stop for half a month; the more snow accumulates, the harder the path ahead will be, avoid getting stuck en route, it’s better to enter Jing sooner since we’re with children." Qin Liuxi paused, speaking softly, "There’s going to be a snow disaster."

"Snow disaster? How can you be so sure?" The man sitting at the table stood and frowned at Qin Liuxi.