My wife is a reborn big boss

Chapter 139 Despair and Hope (Third Update!)

"How long has Yunying been gone!" Murong Shengxue asked her maid anxiously at the entrance of her own courtyard.

"Miss has been gone for half an hour, what's wrong, young master?" the maid asked in confusion.

Upon hearing this, Murong Shengxue ignored her and instead gathered her strength, rushing towards Long Aoyu's residence at lightning speed.

In the palace master's residence, Long Aoyu was quietly sipping tea.

His wife passed away early, leaving behind only two children.

He has no plans to remarry. His son has died, and now he just wants to hold his grandson and enjoy his retirement at home. He has almost forgotten his past ambitions.

Seeing Murong Shengxue rush over, he smiled and said, "Shengxue is here. Ying'er is out on patrol, so come and have a drink with this old man."

"Lord Taishan, Yunying is in danger!" Murong Shengxue said anxiously, disregarding the possibility of being exposed.

"What did you say!" He jumped up, not having time to ask why, and hurriedly walked outside: "Let's go!"

Murong Shengxue hurriedly followed him.

Between Qizhou City and Senluo Palace, there is a small grove of trees. This is where Murong Shengxue saved Long Yunying. She would come here after each inspection to quietly recall the moments she shared with Murong Shengxue.

On this day, a torrential downpour shattered the tranquility of the grove.

Long Yunying, her face covered in blood, hurriedly led her few remaining men through the grove.

Suddenly, she stopped! With a wave of her hand, her men immediately became extremely alert and on high alert.

Applause erupted: "As expected of Long Aoyu's daughter."

Dozens of figures emerged from their hiding place: "It's a pity, you are Long Aoyu's daughter."

Leading the group was a dashing young man who looked at the blood-stained Long Yunying and sighed, "You were such a beautiful woman, why did you become a thief?"

Long Yunying spoke coldly: "Lin Feng, it's you."

"That's right, it was me." Lin Feng smiled smugly. "Want to know who betrayed you?"

Seeing that Long Yunying didn't answer, he shrugged: "This is really boring. Fine, fine, I'll just say it bluntly."

"The one who betrayed you was Junior Brother Han, his real name is Han Chen." He suddenly realized, "Oh right, he's called Murong Shengxue where you're from."

Long Yunying murmured, "So his name is Han Chen? Han Chen... Han Chen... What a nice name."

A slight smile appeared on her lips, like a child who had secretly eaten candy.

It turns out that she already knew Murong Shengxue was the traitor.

Seeing that she didn't react much, Lin Feng felt bored: "Just kill them all."

Long Yunying tightened her grip on the sword, her gaze becoming even more resolute.

Han Chen... Brother Chen, wait for me to come back.

Because Long Aoyu needed to mobilize his troops, Murong Shengxue arrived at the grove first.

What came into his view were corpses lying all over the ground, and Long Yunying, covered in blood, still standing with her sword supporting her. There were also four or five Tingyu Pavilion disciples confronting her.

"Yunying!" he shouted, drawing his sword and rushing to Long Yunying's side.

"You've come." Long Yunying turned to look at him, smiled, and then leaned back.

He hurriedly caught the delicate body beside him and knelt down on the ground: "Yunying, you..."

"Senior brother, the scouts stationed not far from the Senluo Palace have reported that the Palace Master of the Senluo Palace, Long Aoyu, is leading his troops to attack!" A person ran out of the woods and whispered in Lin Feng's ear.

Lin Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching the severed wound on his left shoulder, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Go!"

The few remaining disciples of Tingyu Pavilion turned and ran away, leaving only Lin Feng's severed left arm on the ground, silently telling the story of the fierce battle just now.

Murong Shengxue ignored them, simply holding the person in her arms tightly, as if afraid she would leave her.

Long Yunying coughed up a mouthful of blood and chuckled softly, "So your name is Han Chen."

Murong Shengxue stared at her blankly, her trembling lips unable to utter a sound.

Long Yunying reached out and touched his cheek with difficulty: "Be...be careful...cough...hide yourself...don't...don't expose yourself..."

The hand that had been touching her face fell, and Long Yunying smiled as she slowly closed her eyes.

"Uh...uh...ooh...uh..." Murong Shengxue's face twitched, he clenched his teeth, trying hard to suppress his emotions.

But... tears, uncontrollably, flowed slowly down her face along with the raindrops.

"Ying'er!!!" With a clang, the long sword in Long Aoyu's hand fell to the ground.

He was ultimately too late.

He slowly walked to the two of them, squatted down and gently wiped the bloodstains from his daughter's face. Long Yunying had her eyes closed and a serene smile on her face, as if she were asleep.

"Ying'er..." he suddenly roared to the sky, "Tingyu Pavilion!!!"

An astonishing burst of energy erupted from him, leveling the entire grove of trees!

Besides... Murong Shengxue beside him and Long Yunying in his arms.

"Father-in-law," Murong Shengxue said in a trembling voice, "I..."

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"We'll talk about it when we get back," Long Aoyu interrupted him, his tone icy.

Murong Shengxue silently got up, holding Long Yunying, and followed him towards the Senluo Palace.

Inside the Senluo Palace, in the residence of the Palace Master.

Long Yunying lay quietly on the bed, while Long Aoyu sat beside her, holding her cold hand tightly.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

Murong Shengxue stood not far away, her voice as still as death: "I am an undercover agent sent by Tingyu Pavilion to Senluo Palace, along with those four people today."

Long Aoyu didn't turn around: "Did you betray Ying'er?"

"No," Murong Shengxue replied.

"Okay." Long Aoyu put down his daughter's hand, stood up, and walked outside: "Come with me."

Inside the main hall, all the hall masters gathered together, but no one dared to utter a sound.

Long Aoyu led Murong Shengxue in.

"Lord of the Palace." "Lord of the Palace."

All the hall masters lowered their heads and whispered.

"I have gathered everyone here today for only one thing to say." Long Aoyu looked around at everyone: "From today onwards, Murong Shengxue will be the young master of the Senluo Palace. After my death, he will take over the Senluo Palace."

"Who agrees, who disagrees?" he asked calmly.

For a long time, no one spoke.

"Very well, everyone disperse." Long Aoyu waved the crowd away.

"Why?" Murong Shengxue asked, puzzled.

He identified himself and said he no longer intended to live.

"Ying'er believes in you." Long Aoyu's voice was calm and composed: "Therefore, I also believe in you."

"Alright, you can go back now. I want to be alone."

Murong Shengxue bowed deeply, turned and left, leaving Long Aoyu sitting there quietly alone.

The next day, early in the morning.

Somewhere outside Qizhou City.

Murong Shengxue stood there quietly, waiting for someone.

After a long while, a person slowly walked over.

"Junior Nephew Han! Yesterday I heard from Junior Nephew Lin Feng that you betrayed them! Is that true?" Elder Liu questioned sternly as soon as he arrived.

"He betrayed me," Murong Shengxue said calmly. "What does the cabinet intend to do with him?"

"Hehe." Elder Liu smiled knowingly: "Nephew Lin deserves a great reward for killing Long Yunying. Why punish him?"

"He exposed my identity." Murong Shengxue said calmly, "Perhaps he also revealed the identities of Junior Brother Qin and the other three. He is an undercover agent sent by the Senluo Palace to Tingyu Pavilion."

"No," Elder Liu sighed, "You're wrong. I deliberately leaked your information to the Senluo Palace."

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"Why?" Murong Shengxue asked.

"Why do you think you were sent to the Senluo Palace? It's because you offended Junior Nephew Lin Feng."

Elder Liu said indifferently, "Nephew Lin is a direct descendant of one of the four great families in the pavilion. What makes you, a kid with no backing, think you can compete with him for a woman? Oh, by the way..."

He wore a malicious smile: "Your Junior Sister Ye has been married off for an alliance, and the groom is none other than Junior Nephew Lin. How about that? Surprised? Unexpected? Happy?"

Then Murong Shengxue showed no reaction. He said, "After saying so much, it seems you're saying you don't intend to let me go back alive."

"That's right. We sent you all to your deaths in the Senluo Palace, but you got incredibly lucky and actually made it to the top." Elder Liu said helplessly, "We're helpless too. If you had died with those four yesterday, none of this would have happened. Nephew Han, do you have any last words?"

"It's over." Murong Shengxue slowly closed his eyes; his heart had died along with Long Yunying's.

"Then this old man will send you up... uh..."

"Hey, is this Brother Murong? What are you doing here?"

Murong Shengxue suddenly opened her eyes!

A transparent longsword emerged from Elder Liu's chest. Behind Elder Liu stood a young man dressed in a blue robe, with an extraordinary temperament, unparalleled beauty, and a smile on his face.

The dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and the sunlight shone on the person, bringing a glimmer of hope to Murong Shengxue's already dead heart.