The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 590: The Person Who Chopped Off My Head is Very Powerful; The Head Can’t Be Reattached for Now

Chapter 590: The Person Who Chopped Off My Head is Very Powerful; The Head Can’t Be Reattached for Now

He felt worried inside. After all, he quite liked Master Zhi Mi.

Nanli casually said, "Oh, he got beheaded."

Chu Shuo jolted, his voice cracking, "Wha... what?!"

Beheaded? He couldn’t believe his ears. Instantly, tears welled up: "Wuwu, Master Zhi Mi, why didn’t you listen to the advice and insisted on leaving the capital... Where is his grave? I’ll go pay my respects and burn some paper for him..."

"Second Young Master, there’s no need for that. I haven’t gone to the Nether World; the paper you burn is of no use to me."

A cold voice echoed.

Chu Shuo, who had been wiping his tears with a handkerchief, froze upon hearing the voice. He slowly looked up.

There, sitting opposite him, was Master Zhi Mi—only he was headless, with his head resting in his hands.

Seeing Chu Shuo staring, he blinked: "Second Young Master, I didn’t expect you to care so much about me..."

Before he could finish, Chu Shuo rolled his eyes and fainted backward.

"Second Brother!"

"Second Young Master!"

Nanli, being closer, quickly went to support Chu Shuo.

She turned back and said, "Zhi Mi, you should return to the lotus seed for now."

"Okay." Zhi Mi looked a bit sorrowful and was about to drift back.

Chu Shuo managed to come to a bit and waved his hands, "Don’t... don’t..."

Nanli found it amusing: "Second Brother, how can you still get scared after all this time?"

"It’s mainly because he’s headless." Chu Shuo remembered his first encounter with a ghost, where the woman in green was also headless. Seeing Zhi Mi like this reminded him of that.

He took a few deep breaths before mustering the courage to look at Zhi Mi again.

Zhi Mi still sat there as usual, with a smile on his face, looking obedient. However, the body was the body, and the head was the head—still a bit illusory.

He was a ghost...

Master Zhi Mi had indeed died; now he was a spirit!

Chu Shuo felt a pang of sadness and choked out, "Master Zhi Mi, you... you died, so why don’t you reattach your head?"

Even in broad daylight, it looked pretty terrifying.

Zhi Mi replied helplessly, "Because the person who chopped off my head is very powerful; I can’t reattach it for the time being. I truly feel bad for scaring you, Second Young Master."

Chu Shuo was deeply saddened. But he wasn’t foolish; he quickly deduced that the one who had chopped off Zhi Mi’s head was likely the same person who had harmed Sixth Sister last year!

He asked, and Nanli briefly explained, saying, "They don’t seem to be from the same group. The person from last year seemed to want to take the prince away, but this Penglai Island is specifically targeting me, wanting to eliminate me."

Chu Shuo’s expression grew serious: "It’s all the same; they’re all from the Immortal World."

He wanted to question the heavens about how this could happen. Sixth Sister had been missing for so long, and finally returned to reunite with her family. After enduring various hardships, it still wasn’t enough; now she was being targeted by the Immortal World, scheming to harm her. What was going on?!

Were those Immortal World people just bored?

He had always thought Sixth Sister was invincible, that she could handle anything, but after learning her dantian had been destroyed last year, he realized there were indeed others stronger than her.

The disparity in power kept him up at night, thinking about how to protect Sixth Sister.

He just didn’t know if the Immortal World people recognized money.

But all these thoughts he kept to himself and didn’t voice them.

Looking back at Zhi Mi, he asked, "So why don’t you reincarnate? Sixth Sister, are you trying to go against the heavens, wanting to bring Master Zhi Mi back to life?"

Nanli explained, "He’s currently residing in the Primordial Lotus Seed, so he doesn’t need to reincarnate for now. As long as I can help the lotus seed grow in the future, he’ll be able to reshape his celestial form."

"Celestial form?" Chu Shuo exclaimed, "Then wouldn’t he be super powerful, like those immortals!"

"Indeed, you could say that," Nanli nodded.

A mortal body cultivates slowly. That celestial form would surely be different.

"Awesome!" Chu Shuo’s eyes sparkled with anticipation, "Sixth Sister, I want a lotus seed too!"

That way, he could cultivate as well. He might not be able to protect Sixth Sister, but at least he wouldn’t hold her back.

Nanli replied, "They’re all used up. Second Brother, aren’t you about to get married? Would you really want to become a spirit, residing in the lotus seed, and neglect your future sister-in-law?"

Chu Shuo suddenly remembered, letting out a heavy sigh: "How could I forget her? Sigh, Sixth Sister, it seems I’m not suited for cultivation. I can’t just live for a hundred years and leave my future wife all alone!"

Nanli teasingly went along with him, "That’s right, Second Brother is truly a good husband."

"Of course." Chu Shuo continued, "But Sixth Sister, will the Immortal Sect open someday?"

Nanli shook her head lightly, "I don’t know. Why are you worrying about that?"

Chu Shuo stroked his chin, "Of course, I need to think about it. If the Immortal Sect opens, I’ll need to see what’s popular in the Immortal World and whether I can expand my business there."

"......" You really think about business all the time.

As they chatted, they had already arrived at the Duke An’s residence.

Nanli let Zhi Mi stay in the lotus seed, and as she opened the small wooden door of the carriage, a hand reached out toward her.

She paused for a moment; this hand was all too familiar to her.

Not wanting to get down, she directly leaped into the person’s arms.

His broad chest caught her steadily.

The fragrance of cedar wafted to her nose, and Nanli looked up and smiled, "Aren’t you in the palace? Why did you come to the Duke’s residence?"

Ye Siheng looked down at her, his expression gentle: "The guards reported that you’ve returned, and I figured you’d come to pay respects to your grandmother and the others, so I came here to wait for you."

But he had waited for a while. He then asked her what had delayed her.

Chu Shuo followed them down from the carriage, looking lively: "Your Highness! I came to tell you that Elder Cao actually..."

He went on to share everything in one breath without pausing.

"Interesting! Elder Cao hasn’t been to the cabinet for the past couple of days because he has no money to eat," Ye Siheng chuckled.

He held her hand.

Chu Shuo became more excited, "No way? Is he really that proud? He could just go to a colleague’s house to eat and not starve on the street!"

"He’s just that kind of person." Ye Siheng paused, his gaze darkening slightly, "But this matter isn’t over yet."

"He’s still going to make trouble? Doesn’t he fear Madam Li will lose face?" Chu Shuo remarked, "That Li brother is really unfortunate to have such a father, never-ending."

Ye Siheng replied, "Don’t worry, this matter isn’t hard to deal with."

Though spring had arrived, the wind outside was still strong.

The three of them no longer lingered outside and went into the residence.

The servants who saw them return hurried to report to each courtyard.

Grand Lady and Madam Shen arrived first in the main hall, and after a while, Xiao Wanyi also came with Zhongwei.

As for Chu Hanlin and the other men, they were either in the military or working in the palace or the Dalisi Procuratorate.

Zhongwei was still under half a year old, but upon seeing Nanli, his eyes widened, and he babbled, reaching out with his little hands as if asking to be held.