Chapter 88: Thanks to Her Ancestors

The beloved pet of Wen Qingyuan.

Now that Wen Qingyuan is in prison, Little Black has come out.

Little Black was chasing a little spotted dog with great determination.

[Haha, it’s in heat, it’s in heat, Little Black is in heat!]

Ah Bao laughed happily.

The candy stuck to her teeth, and she quickly closed her mouth, reluctant to let the candy drool out.

[Brother, look at Little Black’s eyes, they’re just like yours earlier!]

Ah Bao giggled.

Di Zian: “…”

He was definitely not in heat!

“Quick, someone’s injured over there, it seems like the Luo brothers.”

“Let’s go, let’s go check it out.”

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The night market had just opened, with people coming and going.

Luo Zifeng was holding Luo Qiuyu’s hand, carrying a basket of small buns, heading towards the Luo residence.

“Brother, there’s a fight over there,” Luo Qiuyu pointed with her little hand at the second floor of a nearby tavern.

There were two people fighting for some unknown reason.

Many patrons of the tavern and passersby on the street were watching.

Luo Zifeng, who usually avoided such situations for fear of endangering his brother, frowned and prepared to lead Luo Qiuyu away, turning into another alley.

However, at that moment, someone suddenly shouted, “Ah! Hidden weapons! Flying daggers!”

Luo Zifeng turned, feeling the surrounding people quickly retreat. He pushed Luo Qiuyu away and looked up, seeing two flying daggers heading straight for his eyes!

Amidst the panicked shouts of the crowd, Luo Qiuyu seemed to be crying and calling for her brother.

Luo Zifeng wanted to move, but at that moment, he felt as if he was frozen, unable to act.

Panic overwhelmed him.

He watched as the shining flying daggers got closer and closer to him—

They were about to hit him—

In that split second, a golden light suddenly appeared on Luo Zifeng’s chest. The light collided with the flying daggers, shattering them into pieces that fell to the ground.

Luo Zifeng’s legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground.

He instinctively looked at his chest, where there was nothing.

But he had clearly felt the golden light before. Was it just his imagination?

His hand, which had been resting on his waist, suddenly touched a hard object. He took it out and saw that it was a golden ‘卍’ symbol from the Tenth Princess.

“Brother, wahhh, brother—” Luo Qiuyu rushed into Luo Zifeng’s arms, “Brother, are your eyes okay? Just now… those two flying daggers, woo woo woo…”

Luo Qiuyu pointed at the shattered flying daggers on the ground.

Luo Zifeng patted Luo Qiuyu’s head, “I’m fine, Xiao Yu. What did you see just now?”

Luo Qiuyu’s eyes were filled with tears, her eyelashes wet, and her little face pale with fear. She recalled and sobbed, “I saw the flying daggers almost hit your eyes, then the daggers suddenly fell down and shattered.”

Luo Zifeng was stunned.

Did Qiuyu not see the golden light?

Only he had seen it.

As the crowd recovered from the sudden event, they rubbed their eyes and murmured, “Was that the eldest young master of the Luo family?”

“That flying dagger was incredibly accurate. The young master almost became blind.”

“…”

“Feng’er, is that you?” An elderly woman pushed through the crowd and rushed straight at Luo Zifeng. “Feng’er, it’s really you. I saw there was a fight here. Are you… are you okay?”

“Mother, what are you doing here?” Luo Zifeng quickly got up and helped Yun Ci to her feet.

Yun Ci’s eyes were red. “I came because I was worried about you.”

“Mother, it’s crowded here. Let’s go home and talk.”

“That woman earlier, was she Lord Luo’s legal wife, Mrs. Yun?”

“Didn’t she fall seriously ill and become bedridden after giving birth to the second young master of the Luo family? How come she seemed fine just now?”

“You don’t know this, but I have a relative who cooks for the Luo family. She said Mrs. Yun had indeed been bedridden for years, but this year, she suddenly started to move about. Her health isn’t as good as before, though.”

“Mrs. Yun was from a scholarly family. When it was rumored she was about to die, I didn’t believe it.”

“I heard that giving birth harmed her health. Mrs. Yun’s constitution was originally unsuitable for childbirth, but she risked her life to bear two sons for the Luo family.

She almost died during the birth of the eldest son. After giving birth to the second son, her health deteriorated, and she had been bedridden for seven years.”

“No wonder the eldest young master was in danger earlier. Mrs. Yun must have suffered greatly to give birth.”

“…”

On the way back to the Luo residence, Yun Ci constantly checked if Luo Zifeng was injured. Only after confirming that he was unharmed did she finally relax.

“Feng’er, you and your brother are my only sons. You two are my life. If anything were to happen to you, I wouldn’t be able to live.”

Luo Zifeng supported Yun Ci. His mother had been bedridden for the past few years and was in poor health, only starting to recover this year.

“Mother, it was an accident. I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

“I heard it was quite dangerous. Your eyes almost got blinded, woo woo woo,” Yun Ci wiped her tears.

Luo Qiuyu said softly, “Yes, yes, brother’s eyes were almost lost.”

“It must be that the gods are protecting my eldest son, woo woo woo. I’ll go back and burn incense to thank the gods for their protection.”

“Mother, it wasn’t the gods.” Luo Zifeng said quietly.

Yun Ci’s eyes lit up. “Not the gods? Then it must be someone of great skill? Quickly, tell me who saved you so I can thank her ancestors.”

Luo Zifeng: “…”

After a few people walked away, Di Zian came out of the crowd, holding Ah Bao.

“Little sister, did you see earlier? Luo Zifeng was so lucky to escape a disaster!”

Ah Bao, chewing on a lollipop, had sticky candy juice all over her mouth.

[Wow wow wow, Brother Luo is rewarded for his kindness, he won’t go blind, he won’t go blind, haha!]

[He can become a general, Brother Luo can become a general in the future!]

Di Zian smiled.

It was fortunate that he brought Ah Bao to the Imperial Academy today, otherwise, Luo Zifeng might have gone blind, and the Heavenly Sheng Dynasty would have lost a talent. Just thinking about it was nerve-wracking.

“Luo Zifeng was unlucky today, but he was lucky to avoid the flying daggers.

On the other hand, he was lucky to survive, as those fighting nearly blinded him.

Well, fortunately, Luo Zifeng is alright in the end.”

[Someone must be trying to harm Brother Luo.]

Di Zian’s heart skipped a beat.

Having been classmates with Luo Zifeng for many years, he knew Luo Zifeng was an upright, kind person who valued loyalty and wrote well. He had never seen him hold any grudges against anyone.

Di Zian wanted to hear more from Ah Bao to see if she might reveal any clues.

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