The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 126: Hand in Hand, Growing Old Together

Chapter 126: Hand in Hand, Growing Old Together

To her surprise, it was a letter of annulment.

The handwriting belonged to Ye Siheng.

Qing Feng noticed her change in expression and hurriedly explained, "The prince knows the uncertainty of his own safety, so he prepared this letter of annulment in advance. He specifically instructed his subordinates that if..."

"No ’if’," Nanli interrupted him.

Without hesitation, she formed a hand gesture and burned the annulment letter that she hadn’t had a chance to read carefully.

Soon, it turned into ashes.

Nanli’s gaze turned deep as she continued, "Since I am joining hands with him, we shall grow old together. I will not retreat."

Having experienced two lifetimes, it was only in his presence that she felt moved.

Feelings were uncontrollable; she would not develop affection for anyone else.

She was well aware that she only wanted to stand by his side, witnessing the world’s splendor and enduring all its hardships.

No one else would suffice!

As for the audacity of Ye Siheng to write her an annulment letter and attempt to push her onto someone else, she would address this matter with him when he woke up. Qing Feng, admiring the Sixth Miss, expressed his concerns, "But the White-Browed Taoist has been practicing for a hundred years. His curse and formation techniques may not be easy to break."

He also hoped that Nanli would leave herself a way out.

Nanli replied, "Age does not necessarily equate to strength. The fact that he employs such sinister curse and formation techniques indicates a lack of a righteous heart. These techniques are not invincible."

Upon hearing this, Qing Feng finally felt slightly reassured.

After a few days, Chu Ye donned Ye Siheng’s armor and inspected the troops before setting off.

The commoners of the capital, no longer filled with worry, lined the streets and gates to bid farewell to the soldiers.

Playing their part, Qing Feng, as a close attendant, naturally accompanied them.

Thus, the main affairs of the Mansion of Prince Yu were left to Qingyang.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Siheng had already led the troops into battle.

Therefore, Nanli used teleportation talisman to come and go from the Residence of Prince Yu.

Every day, she would come to check on his condition, ensuring his safety before returning to home to study talismans and formations.

Ye Siheng’s arm injury had already scabbed over and healed, but he still lay on the bed, breathing steadily as if asleep.

However, Qingyang and the others knew that the prince had been in a coma for seven or eight days.

In the Anyang Marquis Mansion, apart from Chu Hanlin and Zhi Mi, the others were unaware of the true situation.

They simply believed that Chu Ye had gone to battle with Ye Siheng.

The Old Madam, accustomed to her descendants going to war, managed to remain composed.

Lady Shen and Xiao Wanyi had been visiting the small Buddhist temple daily, praying for Chu Ye’s safe return.

As winter approached, the weather grew colder day by day.

Nanli had also prepared the talismans and tools.

Zhi Mi, who was assisting her, seemed absent-minded today.

He had something to say but hesitated.

Nanli intended to ask him what was wrong when Chu Hanlin stepped into the room.

He glanced at the talismans in the room, his expression growing increasingly gloomy.

"Why is Father here?" Nanli asked.

Chu Hanlin stood with his hands behind his back, his face devoid of its usual gentleness, and said, "I know you are a determined person, more sensible than your brothers. That’s why I have never stopped you from doing what you want. But this time, projecting your soul to awaken the prince in that sealed place is too dangerous! You should know that it’s a trap set by the White-Browed Taoist, and he’s waiting for you to enter."

Nanli cast a fleeting glance at Zhi Mi.

She had already discussed this matter with him.

Zhi Mi, feeling guilty, lowered his head and stammered, "Senior Sister, I apologize..."

He was genuinely worried and felt that Senior Sister didn’t need to take such a great risk.

"Father, I know what I’m doing." Nanli remained calm and explained, "Since the moment we were betrothed, I have regarded him as my husband, bound together in marriage, sharing both joys and sorrows. It is only natural. Father, if it were Mother in trouble, you would also rush to her aid without hesitation, wouldn’t you?"

Chu Hanlin was momentarily taken aback by this question.

He hadn’t expected his daughter to be so deeply devoted!

He replied, "I understand, Nanli, but you’ve just returned after such a long time. Can you bear to leave your mother behind? And your brothers, who have always cherished you as a precious gem, fearing any harm befalling you."

"I understand." Nanli’s gaze was resolute.

"So, Father, you need not worry about me. I will not only be safe and sound, but I will also bring the prince’s soul out of that sealed place."

Seeing her determined expression, Chu Hanlin found himself unable to utter any further words.

He let out a sigh and said, "Very well, since you are so determined, I won’t try to persuade you any longer."

Nanli nodded and smiled gently, "Thank you, Father, for supporting me."

Chu Hanlin pursed his lips.

He hadn’t really supported her; it was clear that his daughter was stubborn and he couldn’t change her mind.

He couldn’t fathom how Ye Siheng had managed to marry his daughter!

"When will you begin?" Chu Hanlin couldn’t help but ask.

"Should I stand guard for you?"

Nanli’s happiness returned, and she linked her arm with Chu Hanlin’s, saying, "Father, it would be wonderful if you could stand guard for your daughter!"

To perform soul projection and enter Ye Siheng’s sealed realm, it would be best to do so on a cloudy day.

The next cloudy day was in two days’ time.

She had disrupted Prince Qi’s plans multiple times, and she suspected that not only would she be in danger within the sealed realm, but her physical body outside would also be targeted.

Although the palace was protected by formations and heavily guarded, the soul projection technique she needed to use conflicted with them, making it impossible to perform within the palace.

This was a perfect opportunity for the Qi faction, so the defense must not be lacking.

Chu Hanlin asked, "I will immediately assess the capable guards. Tell me, where should I stand guard for you?"

Nanli’s lips curved into a smile.

"I don’t plan to activate the formation in the Marquis’s residence. Naturally, Father, you will stand guard here."

Chu Hanlin suddenly realized, "Ah, in our own residence, that’s a good idea."

In a mansion in the Jing City.

Zhou Min was brewing tea, and smoke filled the air.

Across from her sat the leader of the undercover agents, Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian sat upright, showing a respectful demeanor.

"Zhou nun, you want to mobilize all the spies in the Jing City. Do you have the token?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Min tossed the token over.

The token was divided into two parts.

Jiang Tian compared it with his own and confirmed that the patterns matched.

He then asked, "There are a total of eighty-seven spies with martial skills in the Jing City. Do we need to recruit more from elsewhere?"

"No time for that. Eighty-seven agents will barely suffice."

Zhou Min finished brewing the tea and poured a cup for Jiang Tian, explaining the details of the operation.

Jiang Tian was somewhat surprised.

He hadn’t expected Ye Siheng to truly fall into a deep slumber.

He said, "White-Browed Priest is so formidable. It seems that Ye Siheng won’t be waking up. Why then do we need to mobilize the undercover agents? I have spent many years deploying them in the Jing City, and it was not an easy task."