She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 391 - 390: Remember to tell Wanwan that everything is peaceful tonight

Chapter 391: Chapter 390: Remember to tell Wanwan that everything is peaceful tonight

Song Huaxu sighed in relief and comforted her a great deal when he saw that Song Ning had finally let go of her obsession to change her body as soon as possible, and had someone send over a bunch of rare items here.

He knew that Song Ning was harboring anger and liked to torment Shen Shuyun, so after he went out, he ordered someone to call Shen Shuyun over.

"Master..."

Today, Shen Shuyun was wearing a white dress embroidered with little blue flowers at the hem, which made her look very graceful and ethereal.

Upon hearing her voice and turning around, Song Huaxu was stunned for a moment and then frowned, "Why are you wearing this outfit today?"

This was the outfit that Song Ning had been wearing when she first saved herself.

Why would Shen Shuyun choose to wear such clothes today?

Shen Shuyun was startled.

"This dress was placed in my room before; I thought it was prepared by someone in the sect. Master, is there something inappropriate about it?"

Seeing Song Huaxu frown at her, Shen Shuyun’s eyes dimmed.

"Since Master dislikes it, I will go back and change immediately."

Song Huaxu saw her looking like a beaten eggplant, completely devoid of her previous enthusiasm, and felt a bit of pity in his heart.

After all, it was that face, dressed in that outfit.

Song Huaxu sighed, "It’s nothing, you may go back."

If Song Ning saw her again, who knows how she would torment Shen Shuyun.

Better to avoid making things worse.

As soon as Song Huaxu spoke up, Shen Shuyun obediently nodded and in the moment she turned around, her eyes flickered with endless murderous intent.

She had done it on purpose.

Deliberately dressed in that outfit.

Deliberately prancing in front of Song Huaxu.

All this time, Song Ning had constantly been beating and scolding her; how could Song Huaxu possibly have remained unaware?

All the past doting was false; now everyone in the sect was saying that she was a vessel prepared by Song Huaxu for Song Ning.

No wonder Song Ning, no matter how angry or annoyed she was with her, never left scars on her face, on her body.

Because this body was meant for her, Song Ning!

The hands beneath her sleeves clenched into fists.

She could not just sit and wait for death; she had to save herself!

A person who had been dead for over twenty years and suddenly came back to life, vying for her body—she would not give in an inch!

She was Shen Shuyun, the granddaughter her grandfather adored the most!

Shen Shuyun took firm steps forward.

Let them all try; she would send Song Ning, that ghostly creature, back to hell!

After leaving the yard, Shen Shuyun went directly into the Library Pavilion.

She began frantically searching for information related to body seizing.

At the same time, the news of Yan Wanqing’s poisoning and death reached Song Ning, making her laugh heartily.

"Finally, finally—" Her eyes bloodshot, she bit her lip and a tear fell.

The maid was puzzled: "Why does Miss have such deep hatred towards Yan Wanqing?"

She had been sealed in an ice coffin, isolated from the world, so why would she order someone to poison Yan Wanqing the moment she woke up?

It was truly baffling.

Song Ning first felt a surge of anger but quickly suppressed it.

She knew that this question would sooner or later be asked by Song Huaxu.

So she sighed softly, and tears streamed down her cheeks again.

"Isn’t it all for my poor son? He was in the prime of his life when he was killed by Yan Wanqing. What’s wrong with me avenging my son?!" Song Ning cried out woefully, her tears showing her profound sorrow.

The people in the room listened and immediately felt sympathy for Song Ning.

So it was that Miss Song Ning harbored such deep pain in her heart; no wonder she was irritated by Shen Shuyun, who had a good relationship with Yan Wanqing.

Everything had a reason.

Song Ning gently wiped the tears from her eyes with a handkerchief.

She leaned back against the cushion and began to drink her medicinal soup in a composed manner.

After she finished using the medicine, she spoke again, "My leg is also injured now, and I would like to read some books. Could you fetch them for me?"

The maid was, of course, willing to do so.

But after several trips, Shen Shuyun was not satisfied with any of the books she found.

Shen Shuyun said with apparent understanding, "Why don’t you carry me there, and I can pick the books I want to read directly from the Library Pavilion?"

What she actually wanted to read were books on how to possess another person’s body.

At that time, she was floating in the air and just happened to pass by this ice coffin when she was attracted by the white light inside; then, she was suddenly sucked in.

To tell the truth, she didn’t understand what exactly had happened either.

Originally, she was pierced through the heart by an arrow from Yan Wanqing and pushed down from the city tower. Unwilling to die, coupled with the soul from another world, no minor underworld demon came to collect her, so she wandered the mortal world for a very, very long time.

Before this, she had possessed Li Chengyuan, and now she had become Song Ning. But soon, she would become Shen Shuyun.

Song Ning concealed the dark light in her eyes and held on to the maid’s neck as the two headed towards the Library Pavilion.

...

At the foot of the mountain.

Yan Hongzhao frowned as she listened to the report from her subordinates.

"Impossible, it’s impossible for my sister to have been poisoned. This must be fake," she worried that Xiao Pingfeng might hear this and panic—confusion could lead to disaster.

To her surprise, Xiao Pingfeng didn’t even lift an eyelid and said, "Continue to investigate the paths up the mountain."

It seemed as though he had completely ignored the news.

Yan Hongzhao wanted to say something, but she swallowed her words.

After a while, she couldn’t hold back any longer, planning to find her brother-in-law to discuss strategies. She looked for him for a long time but couldn’t find him.

"Where is he?" she asked her own subordinate, "Didn’t I tell you to keep an eye on him?!"

"I did." The subordinate, a burly man with a face full of whiskers, spoke in an unexpectedly gentle tone. People on the martial path called him "Ghost Face Gentle," and Yan Hongzhao liked his careful work, so she had him watch Xiao Pingfeng’s every move.

Ghost Face Gentle pointed towards the horses, "The Crown Prince just finished settling all affairs and then rode off on a horse."

Yan Hongzhao: "..."

She looked at Ghost Face Gentle, "Why didn’t you report this to me?"

Ghost Face Gentle’s voice was particularly aggrieved, "The Crown Prince said if I talked recklessly, he would kill me. His martial arts are unfathomable, and I feared he spoke the truth."

Yan Hongzhao massaged her temples in frustration.

So his indifference was a facade.

Even if there was some falsehood in this message, as long as it concerned his sister,

The usually wise and brave Crown Prince would panic like a green youth.

Meanwhile, Xiao Pingfeng, who found the horses too slow, rushed towards the inn using his Qinggong. Standing outside the bamboo forest at night and seeing the courtyard full of white sails, his knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground.

No... this must be fake.

Xiao Pingfeng tried to stand up but found he had no strength to straighten his knees.

He pounded his knees forcefully.

Just then, Cong Ge’s ethereal voice came from behind him.

"Crown Prince, what is the matter?"

Xiao Pingfeng turned around in haste, "Where is your young lady?!"

"The young lady speculated that you might lose control and return, so she had me wait here. I was so hungry that I went to the kitchen to get something to eat..." she came back to find someone kneeling on the ground.

It was indeed a bit shocking.

She felt that if she ate one more bite, the Crown Prince might burst into tears.

Xiao Pingfeng cleared his throat.

He straightened, holding onto the bamboo beside him, "I just took a fall," he explained casually.

Cong Ge was about to nod.

But then he turned his fierce gaze back on her, "Don’t tell Wanwan about this!"

"Of course, Crown Prince, do you want to go inside?" Cong Ge asked.

Xiao Pingfeng shook his head, "The situation over there is still thorny; I can’t stay overnight. If I hurry back now, I can make it before dawn." He gazed reluctantly towards the inn as if he could see through the dim lantern light to the sight of his beloved sitting by the window, reading or playing chess.

"Remember to tell Wanwan that all is well tonight."