CHAPTER 478: CHAPTER 424 BAO SHU, GODDESS APPEARS

Clear skies and radiant sunshine.

Tan’er was startled awake by the chime of a wind bell. She stretched lazily, rolled over, and with a loud thud, fell to the ground.

Clutching her sore little head, she groggily stood up and muttered, "Young Master, N Family’s bed is way too small!"

Shang Wuyou’s indifferent voice drifted over, "Awake yet? If so, hurry up and get ready. We’re heading out."

Tan’er tilted her head and looked at Shang Wuyou, who was sitting in a chair reading, "Why is N in my room though?"

Shang Wuyou turned a page of the book, "It’s you who were in my room."

Tan’er glanced around, patted her head, and said, "Oh yeah, now I remember. N was acting weird last night, and I worried N might do something silly, so I stayed in N’s room."

There was no way she could share the same bed with Shang Wuyou, so she’d slept on a small bamboo bed. No wonder a simple toss turned into a tumble to the ground.

Shang Wuyou snorted coldly, "With you sleeping like the dead, if I really wanted to do something foolish, I’d have died a hundred times over."

Tan’er frowned, "N is acting more and more like the Grand Commander these days!"

Shang Wuyou turned his face away, "I would never act like that woman’s man."

Tan’er: "... What a mouthful."

"Young Master, may this servant enter?"

A maid’s voice called from outside the door.

Shang Wuyou glanced at Tan’er, who was busy fiddling with her collar without a care in the world.

Quickly looking away, he said, "Young ladies should be mindful of themselves."

Tan’er let out an "oh" and promptly shrugged off her winter coat.

Shang Wuyou immediately turned his back to her, sitting upright and rigidly facing the wall.

"Turns out there was a needle pine leaf stuck on me all night."

Tan’er plucked the leaf off and put her winter coat back on.

"Are you done yet?"

Shang Wuyou asked.

Tan’er replied, "Done."

Only then did Shang Wuyou allow the maid inside.

The maid brought water for Shang Wuyou to freshen up. Noticing Tan’er focusing intently on adjusting her sleeves, the maid’s eyes flickered with curiosity.

Shang Wuyou shot her a glare, "Don’t you dare gossip, or I’ll cut out your tongue."

The maid was startled.

When did the Young Master become so fearsome?

Who on earth has been a bad influence on him?

Shang Wuyou cleared his throat, "You may leave."

"Y-Yes..."

The maid left, still shaken with disbelief.

Today they were going to Anji Hospital.

By the time Shang Wuyou and Tan’er reached the entrance, their carriage was already waiting.

Gongsun Ziyu, sitting in her own carriage, pushed open the window and said to the two, her tone dripping with sarcasm, "If you’re so unwilling to go, don’t bother coming—why keep everyone waiting?"

Tan’er pouted, "Who made N wait, huh?"

"Ziyu."

From inside the carriage, another woman’s voice softly sounded. Gentle and graceful, it carried an imposing dignity.

Gongsun Ziyu instantly curbed her temper, shooting the two a glare before pulling the curtain back down.

"Wuyou, your carriage is behind us."

The woman’s voice was heavenly, reminding Tan’er of the Miaojiang Goddess. Their voices both carried an otherworldly charm.

Tan’er tilted her head, "I still like elder sister the best."

Elder sister’s voice was the nicest, the Goddess ranked second, and Treasure Piggy third...

"Haven’t seen Treasure Piggy in ages. Miss her."

Tan’er sighed.

Shang Wuyou shot her a sideways glance, "What on earth goes on in that brain of yours? You’re all over the place."

Tan’er hopped into the carriage, "Young Master, hurry up!"

Shang Wuyou’s mouth twitched. At least you still remember I’m the Young Master. What kind of maid gets on the carriage before her master?

This visit to Anji Hospital was not only accompanied by Shang Wuyou and the two young ladies of the Gongsun family but also included many disciples and guards from the Imperial City.

After all, Gongsun Liuying’s status was far from ordinary now. Not only was she the eldest daughter of the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, but also the Royal Family’s future daughter-in-law.

Tan’er lifted the curtain, gazing at the densely packed shops and bustling crowd outside, and asked, "Young Master, does Lingshan also have an Anji Hospital for charity work?"

Shang Wuyou replied, "Lingshan has no Anji Hospital, but my elder sister is kind-hearted. She often goes to villages in disguise to heal and treat people without taking a single penny."

Tan’er immediately added, "My elder sister does that too!"

Shang Wuyou snorted, "How could she possibly compare to my elder sister? My elder sister is fated by the heavens, born under auspicious signs, exceptionally talented. Not only is she a skilled healer, but she’s also a master of Qimen Dunjia and the only one who’s perfected the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles."

Tan’er crossed her arms, "My elder sister can do that too!"

Shang Wuyou remarked solemnly, "You’ll see how capable my elder sister is someday, and you’ll be in awe."

Tan’er declared earnestly, "I. Will. Not!"

Shang Wuyou: "My elder sister—"

Tan’er: "Shut it!"

"Whose carriage is that?"

"The Thousand Mechanism Pavilion’s."

"Who travels with such a grand entourage?"

"There are guards from the Imperial Palace. It must be the eldest daughter, right?"

"It’s her?"

The townsfolk stopped to stare, casting respectful gazes at the carriage.

"My grandson had a sudden high fever a while back, vomiting uncontrollably. The doctor said there was no hope, but it was the eldest daughter who saved him!"

"Last month, my mother-in-law took a bad fall. At her age, falling is dangerous. Thank goodness we encountered the eldest daughter of the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion. My mother-in-law’s life was spared."

"I heard that last month, there was a rat infestation in a village. It was the eldest daughter who helped the villagers solve the crisis."

Mentioning Gongsun Liuying, the townspeople only had praise.

Gongsun Ziyu, normally full of herself, genuinely admired her elder sister: "Elder sister, you’re amazing!"

"Hah."

From the second carriage, Tan’er let out a derisive laugh.

Shang Wuyou said, "My elder sister has real skill, unlike that show-off Princely Heir of Great Zhou who steals credit. If you don’t believe me, why not test her?"

Tan’er suddenly flicked a silver needle.

Shang Wuyou’s face changed, "You—"

The silver needle whooshed toward the first carriage, aiming directly for Gongsun Liuying’s head.

Gongsun Liuying remained calm as an ancient well. Tilting her head slightly, she pinched the hurtling needle between two fingers.

With a smooth motion, she flicked the needle right back.

Tan’er watched the needle embed itself in the carriage wall, its tail trembling to show the immense force behind it.

Cold sweat broke out on Shang Wuyou’s forehead. "Are you crazy?! How could you attack my elder sister?!"

Tan’er replied self-righteously, "You told me to test her!"

Shang Wuyou quickly called out to the front carriage, "Elder sister—"

Gongsun Liuying’s serene voice replied, "It’s fine, don’t mind it."

Shang Wuyou let out a sigh of relief.

Tan’er stroked her chin.

Whether that Qilin Commandery Prince is useless or not, she didn’t know. But this Gongsun Liuying... she really did have some skill.

The heir of the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles—previously, it was only her elder sister. Now there was Gongsun Liuying too.

Troublesome.

Miaojiang, Witch Mountain.

Bao Shu was startled awake in the middle of the night by a series of sneezes.

Dragging Wolf Pup by its tail like a little ragdoll, she huffed and puffed her way to find Liu Muye.

Liu Muye stood atop Witch Mountain, gazing at the night sky.

"Zhaozhao has arrived."

She spoke softly.

Bao Shu looked up at her. "Missing mother."

Liu Muye gazed at the starry expanse, "Zhaozhao, do you want to go find your mother?"

Bao Shu thought for a moment and sensibly replied, "Stay with great-grandmother."

Liu Muye patted her little head, then once more looked toward the vast starscape, "The Heavenly Mansion, the main star of the Southern Dipper, represents Kun—a Phoenix Girl’s star. So why are there two Heavenly Mansion Stars?"

Bao Shu looked up at the sky, her face serious, "Stars. A hundred of them."