The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 386: Not Surnamed Yuan, Called Ming Sheng

Chapter 386: Not Surnamed Yuan, Called Ming Sheng

Qiu Hai was just about to reprimand him when the servants of the Ming family rushed forward, pushing Yuan Liang to the ground and beating him up.

Yuan Liang screamed in pain, "Are you all dead? Why aren’t you... helping me already?!"

The Yuan family servants did want to help, but the Ming family servants were fighting like madmen, and they couldn’t even get close.

A couple of more daring servants tried to pull the attackers away, only to get beaten themselves.

It wasn’t until a worried old nanny intervened, fearing someone might die, that she hurriedly urged them, "Alright, alright, stop hitting him."

The servants finally halted.

But one of the older servants, eyes red and voice choked, said, "He’s hiding an evil spirit in that jar. It harmed the madam and the fourth miss. Beating him to death wouldn’t be too much."

Yuan Liang was battered, bleeding from the head, and had several broken ribs.

As he lay on the ground groaning, he continued to shout, "You... you dare to beat me? I’ll make sure... you’ll regret this!"

The head of the Yuan family was not someone to be trifled with!

The old servant couldn’t resist and kicked Yuan Liang once more.

Yuan Liang rolled around in pain, and the Yuan family servants finally managed to squeeze in and pretended to protect their master.

Anyone could see that it was the two people from Nanli who had just saved Ming Ying and her daughter.

While the old servant was busy scolding Yuan Liang, the nanny was already supporting the dazed Ming Ying and asked, "Honored ones, our fourth miss is crying loudly, so she should be fine. But why is our madam still in this dazed state?"

She wanted to take the little fourth miss into her arms, but Ming Ying held on tightly, not letting go even subconsciously.

Even Qiu Hai couldn’t help but sigh, "She truly is a good mother."

But he was a king of the underworld; while he could handle spirits like Yao Sheng, he couldn’t interfere with matters of the living.

Otherwise, with his abilities, he could have restored Ming Ying’s soul with just a wave of his hand.

At this moment, Nanli took a step closer, bringing her two fingers together and gathering energy at her fingertips. She gently touched Ming Ying’s forehead, accelerating the restoration of her soul.

Qiu Hai’s eyes flashed with surprise.

It seemed that even though the ancestor had reincarnated, she hadn’t lost much of her power.

But Nanli was still in a mortal body, and this brief effort had cost her quite a bit of energy. Fortunately, she was quite capable now and managed to restore Ming Ying’s soul to about ninety percent.

Ming Ying felt a bit dazed, her head throbbing with pain. She closed her eyes for a moment, and only then did the pain begin to ease.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a bright and delicate face staring back at her, and she couldn’t help but be stunned. "Madam?"

Seeing her speak, Nanli immediately broke into a smile, "It’s me. Long time no see."

The nanny, noticing that the two knew each other, was overjoyed and began telling Ming Ying about the danger earlier and how Nanli and Qiu Hai had saved them just in time.

"Thank you..." Ming Ying’s eyes turned slightly red. She then looked down at her daughter, who was still crying, and her heart clenched with worry. "Is she hurt? Why is she still crying?"

Nanli found it strange as well. She bent down to take a closer look and said, "Her breathing is steady, and her soul is strong. There’s nothing wrong with her."

Ming Ying, knowing Nanli’s exceptional abilities, quickly said, "Madam, please take a closer look at her."

Nanli hummed in agreement. The moment her fingers touched the soft cheek of the little fourth miss, the baby immediately stopped crying. Her eyes even opened, staring blankly at Nanli.

"She’s fine," Nanli confirmed.

But as soon as Nanli removed her hand, the little fourth miss began to cry again.

Qiu Hai stepped forward and said, "Ancestor, it seems she likes your touch."

"Really?" Nanli was skeptical but extended her hand to touch the little fourth miss again. Sure enough, the baby stopped crying once more.

Her tiny hands tried to break free from the swaddling cloth, as if wanting to grab onto Nanli’s hand.

The nanny was astonished. Was this really a newborn? She seemed as aware as a baby several months old.

Ming Ying could tell that her daughter wanted to be held by Nanli. Exhausted, she suggested, "Madam, why don’t you hold her?"

Nanli blinked, feeling a bit nervous. "I’ve rarely held a baby before."

And this was a newborn, so tiny and delicate. She was worried that her strength might be too much and that she could accidentally hurt the baby.

"It’s very simple," Ming Ying reassured her. "She likes you. As long as you hold her, she’ll be comfortable."

Nanli pursed her lips, then gave it a try. She reached out and gently picked up the little fourth miss.

She fumbled a bit at first, but soon she got the hang of it. Not only did she find the right position, but she also managed to control her strength perfectly.

The little fourth miss looked content in her arms, her big, bright eyes fixed on Nanli.

So cute!

Nanli’s heart nearly melted. No wonder Ye Siheng wanted to have a daughter; now she, too, wanted to have a few daughters just to hold and play with.

Holding the baby, Nanli looked at Qiu Hai and said, "Look at her, she’s so soft and adorable!"

Qiu Hai pouted slightly, feeling a pang of jealousy as he replied, "Yes, she is."

He wished he could be held by the ancestor too.

Seeing that Nanli also liked her daughter, Ming Ying was overjoyed. "Madam, you’ve saved my little girl; you’re like her second mother. Why don’t you give her a name?"

Nanli’s mind turned to the idea. "Should it be a single character or two?"

"My first three daughters all have single-character names."

"Then let’s go with the surname Ming and call her Ming Sheng." Nanli suggested tentatively, "What do you think?"

Ming Ying was taken aback, and the Ming family servants exchanged glances.

This was clearly a suggestion for her to leave the Yuan family and return to the Ming family.

Ming Ying’s expression darkened, and she instinctively said, "I... Madam, how about we keep the surname Yuan and name her Ming Sheng?"

Nanli frowned slightly.

She said, "Your husband hid a soul in that jar, intending to let it take over your daughter’s body. After all this, do you still want to stay in the Yuan family?"

Why was Ming Ying so hopelessly infatuated?

Nanli couldn’t help but feel like all her efforts were in vain.

This child had strong bones and a good fate, promising a bright future. But sometimes, no matter how good the fate, the environment could still alter it.

Nanli didn’t want to see such a promising child lost in the mundane world, which was why she intervened.

Ming Ying bit her lip, unable to express her grievances.

The Ming family servants were also dejected, unable to say a word.

Finally, Yuan Liang recovered and, seeing the situation, burst into laughter, hands on his hips. "Ming Ying, at least you have some sense! Let me tell you, you’ll never leave the Yuan family!"

Resentful of the beating he had endured, Yuan Liang endured the pain to kick the old servant.

The Ming family servants were furious and wanted to hit Yuan Liang again.

But Yuan Liang was no longer afraid. He even leaned forward and taunted, "Go ahead, hit me! If you hit me again, I won’t hand over the antidote!"

Fearing for the eldest miss’s safety, the Ming family servants had to restrain themselves.

Yuan Liang, full of smugness, ordered, "Report this to the authorities immediately. Tell them that two unknown people broke into my house and tried to steal!"

He was furious that he couldn’t become the immortal father, and he wouldn’t let these two off so easily.

But then, noticing Nanli’s appearance, he halted his servants and leered at her, saying, "You there, you’ve got a nice figure. If you spend a few nights with me, I won’t call the authorities. What do you say?"