She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 210: Back from the Dead, Increasingly Mysterious and Confusing

Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Back from the Dead, Increasingly Mysterious and Confusing

Yan Wanqing, because of Ji Yuntai’s persuasive words, fell into self-doubt.

Ji Yuntai sighed, "General Yan is unaware of her own beauty. When you rode your horse past Xiliang City, which young man’s gaze didn’t linger on you? Are you so sure the men of the Capital City will not be enchanted by your beauty?"

"You go too far, Ji Yuntai," Yan Wanqing glared at him, "Your words become more outrageous the more you speak."

"What this humble official says is all true. If you truly lived inside the barracks, General Yan and the soldiers wouldn’t have a good night’s sleep, and when that happens, how would they face those fierce and ferocious Japanese pirates?" Ji Yuntai spoke until he was parched and signaled for Yan Wanqing to pass him the water from the table beside them.

Yan Wanqing pursed her lips, turning momentarily into a tool bearer.

"General Yan must not be careless, women throughout the ages..."

Yan Wanqing raised her hand to interrupt, "That’s enough."

Ji Yuntai knew when to stop and picked up the cup to drink water.

"The villagers brought over plenty of fresh fruit today. I will have the maids send them to General Yan’s courtyard later. Once my injury is better tomorrow, I would like to discuss the progress of the Holy Maiden of the Radiant Church with General Yan."

Yan Wanqing: "Mm."

She had already dismissed the idea of living in the barracks, better safe than sorry.

Any matter disadvantageous to war had to be treated with caution, and thoroughly considered.

When the steward entered, he saw his own City Lord holding a teacup, fondly caressing it. The sight caused the old man considerable discomfort.

"Master, the doctor has already been sent away," he said.

Ji Yuntai regained his composure, nodding, "You have done well with this matter, worthy of an old servant who has followed me for so many years. No one in the entire residence sees as clearly as you."

"What is Master saying? It’s the old servant’s job to attend to you daily, naturally, I must act according to my master’s wishes." The steward spoke kindly, yet his gaze shifted restlessly, and he fiddled with his hands.

Ji Yuntai, seeing he appeared to have something to say, finally put down the water cup in his hand and looked at the steward, "Speak your mind directly."

"Then I will not hold back, Master. Please don’t hold this against your old servant later," the steward stepped forward two paces, bending slightly as he stood beside Ji Yuntai and spoke.

"Master, you have never been so concerned about any woman over the years. Recently, you are always arranging for novel items from the city to be sent to General Yan’s courtyard. I see that her courtyard is almost piled up like a mountain..." As the steward spoke, he grew increasingly nervous, "When you left, the old Madame specially reminded me that if the Master takes a liking to a lady in the future, I must send word back."

Ji Yuntai shook his head, "...There’s no need."

"Why? Master is evidently smitten with General Yan," the steward was astonished.

Ji Yuntai sighed, "She is one of the most beautiful women in the Capital City, born into Township Manor no less, and as the legitimate daughter, how can someone like me... match up to her..."

Ji Yuntai’s gaze fell on his own legs, feeling self-conscious for the first time about his disability.

A woman as luminous as the moon.

Made him feel unworthy for the first time in his life.

The steward sighed, "If Master answers back, the old Madame will surely not stand idly by, these legs can still be healed. If Master truly likes her, once the legs are cured, the old Madame could act as a matchmaker. We could be worthy of General Yan."

Ji Yuntai, finding his steward’s words made sense, his eyes deepening, his thin lips slightly parted, "It’s not only for this reason."

"Then..." The steward didn’t understand. The biggest reason wasn’t the disability? The Master had looks, had a household, had strategy - If Yan Wanqing was excellent, their Master was surely her match.

Ji Yuntai heaved a deep sigh, "She has an engagement already, bestowed by the Emperor."

"Ah?!" The steward was taken aback, then his eyes turned vicious, and he made a gesture, "If Master truly has affection, should your old servant..."

The gesture fell sharply downwards.

Ji Yuntai’s lip corner twitched, "You’re quite ruthless. General Yan’s betrothed is the Young Marquis of the Northern Border. If you act against him, do you have enough heads to bear the consequences?"

Now the steward was in a pickle, "But Master, this iron tree has blossomed for the first time in more than thirty years. I had previously thought Master preferred men..."

The rest of his words were silenced by Ji Yuntai’s look.

"We’ll see. This war won’t be over in a day or two."

Ji Yuntai lifted his hand to dismiss the butler, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

Moonlight streamed through the window lattice, casting beams onto the bed.

Ji Yuntai extended his hand to catch the moonlight...

Elsewhere, Yan Wanqing sat atop a rooftop, gazing towards the distant Capital City, her eyes brimming with profound depth.

According to her plans, chaos had already begun to stir within the Capital City.

It all depended on whether Zhang Lanyi could seize the opportunity.

While she was thinking, suddenly, a rustling sound came from beyond the wall. She stood up to take a look, and her brows furrowed.

It was a woman wearing a white hood, but her figure was very familiar—it was clearly Gesang from Happiness Village.

The Holy Maiden of the Radiant Church, what was she doing outside the City Lord Residence so late at night without sleeping?

Yan Wanqing held her breath, tiptoed to the top of the wall, and agilely followed Gesang who was sprinting under the moonlight.

Gesang had some martial prowess, although not much.

This made it very easy for Yan Wanqing to follow her.

When she finally stopped by the lakeside, Yan Wanqing had already ascended to a treetop.

Gesang looked around, seemingly waiting for someone.

Yan Wanqing yawned, wiping the tears from her eyes, patiently accompanying her in the wait.

Finally, a carriage arrived.

Gesang hurried onto the carriage.

The distance was great, and the sounds of the marketplace could be heard from afar. Even with Yan Wanqing’s remarkable hearing, she couldn’t make out what was being said inside.

But not knowing who was in the carriage, Yan Wanqing couldn’t make a rash move.

Gesang was extremely respectful when she boarded the carriage, indicating that the person inside held a higher status than her.

She was already the Holy Maiden; what kind of position must the person be to command such respect from her within the Radiant Church?

After a long wait, Yan Wanqing saw the carriage curtain flutter, and Gesang came down from the carriage.

After Gesang left in the opposite direction, Yan Wanqing didn’t move, for the carriage hadn’t departed.

If she could capture the person inside the carriage today, it would deal a significant blow to the Radiant Church.

This thought flashed through her mind.

Her hands clenched into fists—if the person proved to be extremely troublesome, she could just kill them outright. After all, when it came to the people of the Radiant Church, none should be spared.

A murderous intent flashed in an instant.

In the next moment, the carriage curtain was swiftly pulled back.

Yan Wanqing’s pupils contracted; she saw the person on the carriage looking up towards the treetop where she was hiding.

That face!

Yan Wanqing covered her lips with her hand, forcing herself not to cry out.

Tears suddenly overflowed from her eyes.

It was her elder brother!

The person on the carriage was her elder brother!

Yan Wanqing hesitated no longer and dashed straight towards the carriage.