Transcending Heavens: Starting with the Ancient Tomb Sect

"Guo Fu!!!"

"Go back to sleep!"

"This is none of your business!"

Once she came to her senses, Huang Rong didn't have time to pay attention to Jing-gege who had leaped through the broken window. She first glared angrily at Guo Fu, which immediately frightened her precious daughter into swallowing her tears.

"Fu'er, go back to sleep."

"Your father is here."

Guo Jing came to Huang Rong's side, first placing his palm on her back to help her heal her injuries, and at the same time, he began to give instructions to his beloved daughter, Guo Fu.

Based on his understanding of Rong'er, it was clear that he didn't want his daughter Guo Fu to be involved.

This situation is certainly inextricably linked to that golden boy and jade girl.

Although Guo Jing, filled with anger, intended to chase after her, Huang Rong's grip on his sleeve revealed her intentions to him.

Under her parents' watchful eyes, Guo Fu could only wipe away her tears with a wronged expression and go back to her room with her head down.

Before the others, including Da Wu and Xiao Wu, could rush over, Guo Jing used his internal energy to transmit his voice from mid-air, telling them to go home.

for a long time.

After Guo Jing removed his right hand from behind Rong'er's back, Huang Rong finally let out a long sigh of relief, and her face regained some color.

"Rong'er, your internal energy has been disrupted; you've suffered a serious internal injury?"

Guo Jing was almost scared out of his wits by Fu'er's shout, thinking that a battle had broken out in the back garden.

However, when Guo Jing saw Rong'er's expression, he knew that this was probably even more terrifying than a fight.

Going crazy?

The thought crossed Guo Jing's mind, but he quickly dismissed it, knowing his wife as he did not know that things were not like that.

"..."

Huang Rong did not answer directly. Instead, she wearily picked up the three cups of wine in front of her, which were stained with blood, and drank them all in one gulp, in a row, to Guo Jing's astonishment.

"???"

Guo Jing was completely bewildered, and it was rare to see Rong'er planning to drown her sorrows in wine.

But he didn't stop her, because the sorrow on Rong'er's face hadn't faded. After thinking it over, Guo Jing subconsciously whispered, "Rong'er, is it because of your father...?"

Such grief is like losing one's own father.

This left Guo Jing no choice but to have such doubts.

"Ahem!"

The wine she had just swallowed was choked back by Guo Jing's words, and Huang Rong, her face flushed, glared at him angrily: "Brother Jing, what did you say?"

"Ha ha!"

Guo Jing subconsciously scratched his head, and that youthful naiveté reappeared in him. He then gave Huang Rong an awkward but polite smile.

"It happened tonight!"

Huang Rong skipped over the topic and briefly explained the reason: "That Golden Boy is truly extraordinary."

After briefly recounting what had happened, Huang Rong kept Yue Que's two hurtful words to herself and combined them to say something that she herself and her brother Jing could accept.

She couldn't let her beloved Jing's heroic spirit be tainted.

No, it's not allowed.

The stains beyond those of a hero should be borne by this female strategist.

Huang Rong hoped that her beloved Guo Jing would be her Liu Shan for the rest of his life.

Guo Jing only needed to consider how to resist the Mongols, while Huang Rong needed to relieve her brother Jing's worries and arrange everything else clearly.

After making brief revisions, simplifications, and expansions to the meeting, Huang Rong told Guo Jing the story he desired.

"To be able to discuss the ways of the world with Rong'er is truly remarkable!"

Guo Jing offered his comments earnestly, but he quickly noticed the key point: "But Rong'er still doesn't know their names?"

It's not simple.

After mentally reviewing Jing-gege's words, Huang Rong realized that she didn't know the names of the golden boy and jade girl, but that didn't matter, "because this is a transaction."

"Unfinished transactions".

After recovering from her previous state of shock and despair, Huang Rong belatedly realized many things.

This moonlit meeting was, in reality, merely the prelude to a transaction that had just begun.

The golden couple said they would stay at Dasheng Pass for a long time to properly appreciate the scenery of this strategically important place.

Moreover, the fact that the Golden Boy could say such things meant that his understanding of things was even deeper than his own. What kind of deal would such a person want to make with him?

When faced with the greater good of the nation and its people, Huang Rong knew that this was probably no simple matter.

Can she refuse?

If it were the previous Huang Rong, one could deduce from those few words the despair that would overwhelm her; but Madam Guo, on the other hand, wanted to live.

It wasn't for herself, but for her brother Jing, and even more so for her family.

Although she was known as a female Zhuge Liang, Huang Rong's heart was actually quite small, not as broad as the Prime Minister's.

Madam Guo understood Jing-gege, and she understood her spoiled daughter even better, as well as Da Wu and Xiao Wu.

Needless to say, Guo Fu inherited the same straightforward temper as her brother Jing, which, combined with her own little temper, created an awkward personality. However, when necessary, Guo Fu can be just as stubborn as her brother Jing.

As for Da Wu and Xiao Wu, they're both brainless; they're just passable.

Huang Rong was the only one in the family with brains, so she was still very tired.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong couldn't help but scratch her head. For the first time, she felt that even if her precious daughter inherited Jing-gege's face, it would be good if she had her own wisdom!

just now……

After messing up her beautiful hair, Huang Rong thought to herself that it was probably too late to cultivate it further. She might as well create a new account with her brother Jing after a while.

But it still feels too late!

Huang Rong felt extremely upset, and in her overthinking, she couldn't help but cough again, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth once more.

Guo Jing watched quietly as his Rong'er suddenly went mad, and he became restless, as if time had turned back to his youth.

Guo Jing was very clear about this situation. It was a conflict between Rong'er's past temper and her current status as Madam Guo that created this contradictory state.

Guo Jing was tongue-tied and didn't know what to say, so he simply held Rong'er's hand tightly and told her that he was there for her.

……

Yue Que and Xiaolongnu, who had left, had no idea what would happen to Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

But one thing is certain: the famous female strategist Zhuge Liang and the charming Huang Rong of Jiangnan have been completely defeated by his own three sentences.

After Yue Que cleared up the fog in Madam Guo's eyes, Huang Rong, being a smart woman, would surely make her choice.

The best time to cooperate in a transaction is when someone comes to you for help.

"aunt."

Yue Que held Xiaolongnu's jade-like hand, feeling the warmth in his palm, and praised, "You performed very well just now. Madam Guo completely underestimated you."

When Yue Que visited Madam Guo before, he told Xiaolongnu to recover and not let the coquettishness in her eyes show, but to return to her original nature.

"..."

Xiaolongnu glanced at Yue Que out of the corner of her eye, feeling that Que'er was talking to her, and said, "Just now, Madam Guo wanted to make a move, but she just managed to hold back."

And I just happened to hold back, because I couldn't beat Guo Jing.

"Que'er, do you think she'll come looking for us then?"

"Yes."

Why?

"Because Guo Jingming is a hero, and Guo Jingming's wife can also be a hero, but Huang Rong is not a hero."

"Oh, I understand. Que'er, I want to practice my skills."

"Hey! Hmm? No, that's not right! I should be the one saying that!"

"Oh!"

"What does that laugh mean?"

A series of soft laughs, like the tinkling of silver bells, echoed through the night streets. A figure in white, fluttering in the breeze, wandered among the neighbors like a ghost.

One ran, and the other chased.

New Year's Day.

Rumors are circulating among the people that a Taoist priest in white robes was exorcising ghosts around midnight last night!