Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Chapter 975: Chapter 974: Coming for the Fate of One Person _1 Chapter 975: Chapter 974: Coming for the Fate of One Person _1 Mu Fangyun and Xiao Wei were equally surprised and delighted.

The Three Bureaus’ Grand Commanders took the antidote and felt refreshed and confident.

In contrast, the Prime Minister’s Mansion was enveloped in gloom, and everyone was feeling uneasy.

The Prime Minister had amassed a fortune through unscrupulous means, only for it to vanish without a trace. He himself was afflicted by a strange poison, causing unbearable pain like thousands of ants gnawing at his heart.

His two sons, Lu Fu and Lu Gui, had ashen faces and were filled with panic, no longer displaying the arrogance they once had.

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The Duke of Zhen’s household relocated en masse. Using the pretext of participating in Zen meditation and worshiping Buddha, the women, along with the Lin Clan’s young men as their escorts and their maids and attendants, set off first.

Feng Yi accompanied his mother and sister on their journey by boat to Foshou Temple.

The Duke of Zhen, accompanied by the Old Master, disguised themselves as elderly travelers. In the cover of night, they quietly left the mansion in a carriage and took the official road directly to Mingshui County Town.

Both groups met up in Mingshui County and headed together to the Mystic Canyon.

Lin Xiaoyang and Lin Qingluo, the father and daughter duo, stayed behind at the mansion, secretly discussing with Luo Zhan how to transform the three thousand Mansion Soldiers into guards for the Jufeng Trading Company and smuggle them out of the city in batches under the guise of escorting cargo.

The Jufeng Trading Company’s business was booming, with a constant stream of merchant convoys traveling to and from Fengqi and other places.

Luo Zhan was willing to help and quickly agreed. He immediately returned to his separate residence to handle the travel arrangements and organize the merchant convoys.

*
As promised, Xue Rufeng arrived in the capital city late that night. Upon hearing the news, Lin Qingluo took advantage of the late hour and quiet surroundings to visit Xue Rufeng at the suburban residence for a secret talk.

Wearing a silver-gray mask that only exposed his perfect chin and thin lips, Xue Rufeng had a hint of a smile on his lips, revealing his good mood upon seeing the graceful young girl.

Lin Qingluo smiled gently and elegantly, “Pavilion Master is well-versed in astronomical divination, do you know why I am here to consult you?”

“To consult about someone’s fate.”

Xue Rufeng’s eyebrows raised slightly, adding a touch of charm to his expression.

Lin Qingluo’s heart trembled slightly, “Is there a way to break it?”

“Destiny is determined by the heavens.”

Xue Rufeng’s eyes flickered, avoiding her gaze.

“I want to know…”

Lin Qingluo’s heart sank, “How much time do we have to find a solution?”

“At most, two years.”

Xue Rufeng’s eyelids drooped slightly, as he sighed somberly.

“Two years, huh…”

Lin Qingluo’s heart contracted sharply, and the pain quickly spread throughout her body.

“Little Qingluo, destiny is determined by the heavens. If you defy the heavens, you may suffer backlash.”

A pang of worry surged in Xue Rufeng’s mind as images of him forcibly merging the Ice Soul Cold Lotus and enduring unbearable pain on the first and fifteenth days of each month flashed through his thoughts.

“Thank you for your concern, Pavilion Master. I understand.”

Lin Qingluo pressed her hand over her heart, suddenly beaming a smile and standing up to leave.

“Sigh.”

Xue Rufeng knew that she had made up her mind and sighed deeply.

*
The Empress remained unconscious, leaving the Imperial Court’s Three Great Commanders at a loss. With the Prime Minister severely poisoned, officials were panic-stricken.

The chaos in the capital city, which had been on edge for half a month, was reignited by rumors of the lost Imperial Succession Jade Seal and Crown Princess Duanhui’s ineligibility due to her young age and ignorance. Even officials started to discuss these matters.

This turmoil had nothing to do with Lin Qingluo.

By now, she had successfully brought all three thousand Mansion Soldiers to the countryside and, on New Year’s Eve, returned to Mystic Canyon with her father, Lin Yixuan, and her two disciples.

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In the bamboo house within the canyon.

On New Year’s Eve, the family reunited joyfully. The Duchess of Zhen tightly hugged her precious granddaughter, unwilling to let go.

Ye Xue’e’s eyes were filled with warmth as she looked at her elegant daughter, her heart melting with tenderness.