Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 183 General Ji's Decisive Victory at Luoxia Mountain

Xue Tong opened her eyes wide and looked at Xue Lan behind her.

"Didn't you come all this way just to hear a mortal tell your junior sister's story?"

Xue Lan sipped her tea slowly, nodding with her eyes crinkling. She looked like a little raccoon dog.

The storyteller before us was indeed a master craftsman who could make a living in the capital. With each opening and closing of his folding fan, he spoke with such cadence and rhythm that everyone present felt as if they were on that rainy night at Luoxia Mountain, the rainy night when millions of soldiers fought a bloody battle.

"It was truly a scene of billowing demonic flames, flowing blood and tears, a hundred miles of mournful cries, a vow to never retreat..."

As Xue Lan spoke this sentence, she heard Xue Tong crying. The little girl had already started sobbing, and her shoulders were shaking.

Xue Lan patted her shoulder and handed her a handkerchief.

Although the storyteller on stage used somewhat ornate and exaggerated language, the stories he told were very vivid. Most of the audience cried.

Among them were not only children like Xue Tong, but also giant men who were nine feet tall!

Xue Lan listened intently with narrowed eyes. Although the story was titled "General Ji's Decisive Victory at Luoxia Mountain," the description of Ji Jinjin was quite vivid, sketching her image in just a few words. However, the story focused more on the brave soldiers.

Xue Lan naturally didn't believe that the storyteller lacked skill and couldn't write a proper narrative of the immortals' battle. Among mortals, there are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert. This storyteller was undoubtedly a master among them; he couldn't possibly be incapable of describing the immortals' magnificent fight.

The only explanation is...

This man kept saying he was talking about the supernatural, but his words were biased towards humans.

Or rather, he favored Ji Jinjin as a person, as she led the Shengyu Army to defend Luoxia Mountain. This even incorporated some of Zhong Jun's patriotic sentiments.

This play, "General Ji's Decisive Victory at Luoxia Mountain," can be seen as subtly pulling Ji Jinjin down from her celestial pedestal, using her background as a pretext to bind her to the fate of the Great Shun Dynasty.

Xue Lan found it somewhat laughable that the short-lived emperor knew he was about to die and was therefore fearless.

Thinking of this, Xue Lan noticed a gaze fixed on her. The girl gently raised her head and met a pair of beautiful eyes peeking out from behind the curtain of the private room on the second floor.

Xue Lan couldn't see, and her eyes had an eerie stiffness about them, yet they exerted immense pressure on those upstairs.

Liu Ming also pulled the curtain closed and patted his chest.

She naturally recognized the person below as Miss Xue, who had previously commissioned the gold crown, but she still couldn't suppress the flutter in her heart.

It felt like someone had punched my heart.

The woman sitting opposite the girl noticed something was wrong with her and pushed the teacup in front of Liu Mingyi: "What is this that scared you like this?"

Xie Lingchao looked at Liu Mingyi in front of him. This girl, who had plotted with Xie Xiao for many years to uproot all the corrupt officials in the court, was also the person chosen by her imperial brother to assist her.

In Xie Lingchao's eyes, Liu Ming was also a venomous snake living in the shadows, ruthless and vicious. This was the first time he had seen Liu Ming lose his composure like this.

The woman lifted one side of the curtain, wanting to see what Liu Mingyi had seen, but everything below was as usual, except that there was a long bench near the door of the teahouse with some leftover tea snacks on it.

Liu Mingyi calmed himself down and bowed respectfully to Xie Lingchao: "Your Highness, tonight's lantern festival..."

Xie Lingchao looked thoughtfully at the empty bench, and after hearing Liu Mingyi's question, he said calmly, "You take charge of this matter. Since he believes you can assist me, I will trust you!"

Liu Mingyi replied with a "Yes!" and then withdrew.

After she left, the princess picked up a piece of pastry from the table and asked the person behind her, "Who was that person on that bench just now?"

A deep male voice came from behind the woman: "Your Highness, they are sisters. The elder sister seems to have an eye ailment. Her eyes are grayish-white."

Upon hearing the words "eyes turned gray," Xie Lingchao immediately recalled the girl he had rescued on the long street on the day he first returned to the capital.

The child's eyes appeared to be grayish-white.

She remembered the trembling silver butterfly she kept in her jewelry box.

It seemed as if a voice was guiding her, telling her to wear the hairpin. Tonight, she was going to the Lantern Festival.

Xie Lingchao rubbed his temples: "Back to the palace!"

On the long street, Xue Tong, who was being led by Xue Lan, was somewhat unwilling: "I haven't finished listening to the story yet, why are you dragging me away?"

Xue Lan smiled and brushed her off, saying, "It's time for lunch!"

Xue Tong held up the half-eaten pastry she was holding: "What's this?"

Xue Lan shook her head, looking extremely serious: "Tea and snacks don't count as lunch!"

Xue Tong felt that Xue Lan was just like a nagging old lady. The two of them went into the restaurant for lunch, and Xue Lan was particularly generous today. She ordered the most expensive dishes, which made Xue Tong a little uneasy.

The little girl looked at Xue Lan: "You're not going to take me to provoke the demon god again, are you? You're being so nice to me today?"

Xue Lan remained silent, thinking to herself that this was a feeling of guilt for deceiving the little system.

Besides, it's not like Xue Tong is eating alone, so she won't lose out either way.

After lunch, the two returned to Yu Niang's house. Xue Lan continued doing her own things, while Xue Tong read her martial arts novel.

"When can I see that Master Shan in person? He's so handsome!"

Xue Lan smiled and patted her head: "Isn't this book transported from the Dali Dynasty? Our next stop is the Dali Dynasty. I'll take you to find the author of the book when we have time."

Xue Tong was pleased by Xue Lan's promise and was very happy all afternoon.

As dusk settled, a knock sounded at the door.

Xue Tong went to open the door and saw Xu Shi carrying a lantern. The young man looked a little nervous: "Yu Niang asked me to take you... to see the lanterns."

Xue Tong couldn't help but laugh. She went inside to find Xue Lan, and the three of them, in this strange combination, headed towards the lantern-lined street they had visited during the day. The street was full of people, including families of three enjoying a cozy outing and lively children playing and laughing together.

Xue Tong, being a lively person, couldn't help but ask Xu Shi on the way, "Brother Xu, why aren't you with Sister Yu Niang?"

Xu Shi certainly wanted to be with Yu Niang, but Yu Niang had made plans with her sisters from Qianxiufang. Every time Xu Shi saw them, he would be teased, and over time he became too afraid to go.

The young man spoke somewhat woodenly: "Once we get there, there will be an opportunity!"

Xue Tong smiled mysteriously, giving me a knowing look, before running away.

Xu Shi was left standing there awkwardly!

The group had been walking for less than fifteen minutes when Xue Tong saw all the pedestrians gathering in front of them...

Ahead, a street of warm, dazzling lights stretched out.