The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 1095 - 1090: Ziyue’s Tragedy (Part 3)

This was the first thing Murong Ziyue said after the incident.

"She’s not back yet."

Mu Chen, with keen ears, heard this and quickly responded.

At this moment, if Xin Lin were here, could she treat Murong Ziyue’s injury?

Mu Chen’s heart held onto the last shred of hope.

But upon reconsideration, Xin Lin’s medical skills, though quite good, couldn’t cure Broken Veins. Even the most skilled Imperial Physicians had no methods, and Xin Lin was just a child. Even if she had coincidentally cured a few difficult cases, she could not possibly heal Broken Veins.

Xin Lin’s leave was for two more days.

Murong Ziyue’s gaze quickly dimmed.

Unfortunately, she didn’t even have the chance to say goodbye.

Xin Lin, farewell, my only friend.

"Miss Nine, get in the carriage."

The two nannies, one on each side, lifted Murong Ziyue’s arms and pushed her towards the carriage.

"Wait!"

"Xin Lin!"

Murong Ziyue heard her friend’s voice and her body trembled fiercely, not knowing where the strength came from, she suddenly broke free from the two nannies, jumped off the beast carriage, and hurried a few steps.

Several Fengdong Clan members beside her immediately held her down.

"Let her go!"

Seeing Murong Ziyue’s appearance, Xin Lin was also shocked.

Without saying a word, she rushed forward, pushing away those Fengdong Clan members.

Zuo Mingshang, Lu Yuan, Little Xinzhuo, and others saw this, also swarming forward, blocking the Fengdong Clan members, preventing them from touching Murong Ziyue.

"Xin Lin, you’re back. Being able to see you one last time, I am content."

Seeing Xin Lin, tears instantly welled up in Murong Ziyue’s beautiful big eyes, and the tears fell uncontrollably.

This was the first time she cried after the incident.

"Ziyue, you’ve suffered, I’ve heard everything. Don’t be afraid, I won’t let anyone bully you."

Xin Lin was also scared by Murong Ziyue’s appearance.

She had never seen Murong Ziyue like this before.

Murong Ziyue, in her heart, was always icy and indifferent, showing no emotions, strong and calm.

But now, thinking about it, she was just a fourteen-year-old child.

After encountering such things, her family only thought of marrying her off as a sacrificial pawn for clan alliances, and there was no one left to rely on.

Thinking about these, Xin Lin’s nose also felt slightly sour.

"Men, arrest them. In broad daylight, how dare you abduct maidens forcefully? Didn’t expect Longteng’s customs to be so poor."

The two nannies also changed their expressions, glaring angrily at Xin Lin who came in halfway.

"Miss Nine, why are you crying? You’re going back to live happily, so many people are envious of your life."

Nanny Chen said.

"Nonsense, if you want to live happily, go yourself! Marrying someone who is either disabled or a seventy or eighty-year-old man is happiness?"

Xin Lin said angrily.

"How do you know?"

Nanny Chen and Nanny Liu looked at each other.

The news that Miss Nine was marrying that mentally disabled Prince from Xiliao was yet to be made public.

Xin Lin rolled her eyes, if she hadn’t eaten pork, hadn’t she seen pigs walking? The dramatizations on TV, where someone is pushed into the pit, aren’t they all played like that.

"What? You want to marry Ziyue into Xiliao?"

Mu Chen, upon hearing this, also changed his expression.

Although he had guessed Murong Ziyue’s fate, he hadn’t expected it to be arranged so quickly and poorly.

What kind of place was Xiliao? The junction of the Western and Eastern Continents, the most chaotic place. Let alone marrying there, one might encounter mishaps even halfway.

Not to mention, there was a very terrifying legend about Xiliao...