The Grandmaster's First Wife 52: The Famous Sword is Drawn

  Famous sword out of scabbard

  After a long conversation, Xu Hongyu left behind a large pile of orthodox history, secret history and unofficial history for Ye Li to read at his leisure, then took Xu Hongyan away amidst Ye Shangshu's anxiety. Ye Li gave his father a complex look, slightly bent his knees in courtesy, and calmly returned to his own Qingyi Pavilion to study historical books.

  Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao's wedding date was set for May 20th, which is said to be the best day in May. It is said that Ye Shangshu originally was not very satisfied with this day, after all, it is not a particularly good auspicious day. The frequent problems with Ye Ying's marriage had already made Ye Shangshu angry. If Ye Li's marriage were to have any issues, then Ye Shan and Ye Lin would not need to get married either. However, the Dingguo King's household and the Xu family, including Ye Li herself, did not have much of an opinion about auspicious days. And if they didn't choose this day, then the wedding date would at least be postponed until August. Because June and July are even less suitable for holding a wedding. At the time when Ye Li was just kidnapped, neither the Dingguo King's household nor the Xu family would have allowed the postponement of the wedding date. So Ye Shangshu's slight dissatisfaction was naturally ignored by everyone.

  As soon as mid-May arrived, Ye Li's relatively leisurely life came to an end. The originally quiet Qingyi Pavilion became bustling with people coming and going. Every day, countless things had to be delivered to the pavilion, and numerous account books and receipts required Ye Li's personal review. Even with the help of two experienced matrons, Ye Li was exhausted. Meanwhile, as the people of the capital saw that the Ye, Xu, and Dingguo royal families were preparing for the wedding without being affected by the rumors, the half-believed gossip gradually subsided.

  "I'm so envious of Lian'er, the wedding at the Dingguo Wangfu will definitely be the most grand in the past decade!" Murong Ting exclaimed, lying on the soft couch in Qingyixuan, hugging a newly delivered high-quality silk fabric.

  Ye Li and Qin Zhuan were sorting out the account books, while Ye Shan and Ye Lin sat quietly nearby doing their needlework. Outside, the sound of people coming and going continued to be heard. Hua Tianxiang looked up from the account book and glanced at her, saying: "Lier isn't here to make you envious or jealous, when you have time to gossip it's better to come over and see if there's anything you can help with. However... what you said is true."

  Qin Zhen was writing and drawing in the account book while asking, "Does Madam Wang really not plan to help you with your marriage at all? If word gets out, it won't be good for her reputation either."

  Ye Li smiled faintly and said, "The old lady also added a lot of dowry, she's been feeling unwell these past two days. She said that Fourth Sister is ill at the Lei Wang Fu and needs to go take care of her. She left early this morning." Mu Rong Ting snorted in disdain, "Who has ever heard of a daughter-in-law running off to take care of someone just a month after getting married? But... could Ye Ying really be sick? These days she hasn't even come back to show off her new marriage." Hua Tian Xiang raised an eyebrow and smiled, "That depends on whether she still has the capital to show off. If Lei Wang treats her well, maybe she can come back and display her newlywed happiness. But now it's said that Xi Ling Gong Zhu is still clinging to Lei Wang every day. It's a wonder she hasn't become a resentful woman confined at home."

  Qin Zhen shook her head, she was not interested in these rumors, but rather more concerned about the marriage itself, "I really don't know what Lady Wang is thinking. The dowry that the Duke of Dingguo's mansion sent must be known to everyone. Even if the Ye family adds some more, it won't lose out to her, and she's still making a scene, isn't this losing face for the Ye family?" Hua Tianxiang said: "You're not unaware of Lady Wang's background. Even though she is now the legitimate wife of Lord Ye, her status is not enough to preside over Lian'er's marriage matters. At that time, it's likely that Old Lady Ye will have to appear in person. By the way, there isn't a female family member on the side of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion who can take charge, Ah Lian, did the Duke mention who would be in charge at the Duke of Dingguo's mansion?"

  Ye Li nodded and said, "Originally, Princess Zhao Yang had this intention. However, although King Ding called Princess Zhao Yang 'Aunt', it is said that in terms of generation, they are actually of the same generation. So Princess Zhao Yang's intention was to invite Grand Princess Xi Fu."

  "Wow..." Murong Ting exclaimed, almost jumping up from the soft couch. Seeing everyone's gaze turn to her, Murong Ting chuckled and said: "Empress Dowager Xifu... she is the aunt of the previous emperor. Even if it were the ancestors of the Ding Wang, they would have to respectfully address her as 'Imperial Sister'. I heard that Empress Dowager Xifu is already 75 years old this year." Qin Zheng nodded and said: "In fact, if it weren't for Lisi's wedding this time, I had almost forgotten that this princess was still alive. It's said that she stopped managing worldly affairs more than 20 years ago. Unexpectedly, she actually came out to support the Ding Wang's marriage this time."

  Hu Tianxiang smiled and said, "It's nothing special, my grandfather said that the Empress Dowager used to love Ding Wang the most among her younger relatives. The Empress Dowager even held him in her arms when he was born. I heard that when Ding Wang had an accident, he almost lost his life, but it was the Empress Dowager who took care of him day and night without complaining. In short, Ding Wang inviting the Empress Dowager to host the wedding shows how sincere he is towards Ah Li." Murong Ting smiled and said, "That's why I said that Ah Li's wedding will probably be the most grand wedding in the past decade. I heard that other dignitaries from neighboring countries will also attend the wedding."

  Ye Li furrowed her brow and said: "What does the Ding Wang Fu's wedding have to do with the nobles of other countries?"

  "Don't underestimate the prestige of the Dingguo Royal Palace. The Dingguo Royal Palace has been established for a hundred years and it's not an exaggeration to say that it has swept across all four directions. Basically, any country that borders Great Chu has had dealings with the Dingguo Royal Palace."

  Ye Li nodded, "I understand. They're here to see a joke." The only descendant of the mighty Dingguo royal family, the current King of Dingguo is a crippled man sitting in a wheelchair with a disfigured face. What could be more entertaining for the nobles of various countries than this? It's likely that the royal families of other nations are more interested in this wedding than they would be if Great Chu had gotten a new emperor. The crowd fell silent for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh. That's right, those foreign envoys didn't come to congratulate King Ding on his marriage, but to see what kind of state the only heir of the Dingguo royal family, who had been dormant for seven years, was in, and whether he could still pose a threat to them.

  "Lier..."

  Ye Li waved her hand nonchalantly and said, "It's nothing to worry about. What can they do to me in the capital of Great Chu? You have time to worry about this, it's better to help me sort out these things quickly, tomorrow my second aunt will review them." Ye Li looked at the numerous and complicated gift lists and account books in front of her with a headache. Only now did she realize that Arabic numerals and double-entry bookkeeping were really good things. However, now was not the time to show off, wait until later when she arrived at the Dingguo King's mansion, there would be plenty of time to slowly sort them out. Hua Tianxiang and Qin Zheng looked silently at the remaining half of the account books in front of them, and helplessly lowered their heads. After returning home, they must follow their mother to relearn the ways of managing the household, these things were a bit too much.

  Ye Lin and Ye Shan listened to them chatting on one side, admiring and sympathizing with Ye Li. However, they also knew that they couldn't intervene in this matter, so they could only perk up their ears, lower their heads, and focus on doing their work diligently.

  "Huh?" Murong Ting, who had been lying listlessly on the soft couch, suddenly sprang up and rushed to the half-open window. She stuck her head out and looked around for a long time before withdrawing it in confusion, her face filled with puzzlement.

  "What's wrong? Is there something outside the window?"

  Murong Ting shook her head and looked at Ye Li, but didn't say anything more. Ye Li smiled slightly and said: "I just saw a turquoise bird flying past the window outside, did Murong see it too?" Murong Ting blinked her eyes and said regretfully: "Yes, I saw a very beautiful bird. Who knew that when I got to the window, it was gone." Qin Zheng chuckled and covered her mouth, saying: "The bird flew so fast, how could you catch up to it?" Hua Tianxiang glanced at her sideways, "When did you start liking birds? If you really like them, ask your father to help you catch one. Otherwise, just buy a pretty one. No need to be startled and frightened."

  "I'm willing." Murong Ting lay back on the soft couch with a proud expression, and at the same time, she gave Ye Li a glance without leaving any trace. Ye Li smiled with pursed lips, and Murong Ting knew what she had heard. These days, there have been some strange people who want to visit Ye's house without going through the front door, but they were all thrown out by the guards sent by Mo Xiu Yao to secretly protect the place. However, it was rare for someone to barge in during broad daylight.

  "Miss, the South King's son of Xiling Town has sent someone to deliver a congratulatory gift, wishing you and the Crown Prince a happy marriage." The head steward of the Ye Mansion personally came to report from outside the door.

  Ye Li furrowed her brow and said, "The Southern King of Xiling Town? Shouldn't the gift be sent directly to the Dingguo King's palace?" The manager replied respectfully, "The Southern King of Xiling Town said that this gift was specially prepared by Xiling for the future queen of Dingguo, so it must be delivered directly into Miss's hands in order to show Xiling's sincerity."

  "Where is the Crown Prince of Zhen Nan now? Is Father around?" Ye Li asked.

  "In the hall, the old master has just returned and is keeping company in the hall," said the butler.

  Ye Li nodded, "I understand, please wait for a moment, Father and Prince Zhen Nan. I'll be right out."

  The manager announced his withdrawal, and Mu Rongting worriedly pulled Ye Li along: "A Li, be careful when you go out. This Zhen Nan Wang's son is likely to come with ill intentions." Ye Li raised an eyebrow; in this regard, the ladies of the capital didn't know much. Mu Rongting had spent her childhood following General Mu Rong on campaigns and should have known more than them. Qing Luan and others attended to Ye Li as she changed clothes and reapplied her makeup, while Mu Rongting stood aside muttering about what she knew: "The Zhen Nan Wang of Xi Ling is the younger brother of the current Emperor of Xi Ling and a famous general. However, twenty years ago he was defeated by the father of the Ding Wang, also known as Regent King Mo Liu Fang. At that time, my father was just a small officer, and I heard from him that Zhen Nan Wang lost very badly in that battle, even losing an arm in the chaos. Afterwards, Zhen Nan Wang repeatedly sent people to assassinate Regent King Mo, but they all failed... You know... Regent King Mo died early, so if Zhen Nan Wang bears a grudge... this debt of revenge can only be remembered on her and Mo Xiu Yao's heads as the son and daughter-in-law of Mo Liu Fang."

  "So, is the Crown Prince of Zhen Nan here to pick a fight?" Qin Zheng's face turned pale as he looked at Ye Li anxiously: "Should we send someone to inform the King of Ding?"

  Ye Li shook her head and said, "No need, the King of Ding should know soon. Besides, it's impossible for the Crown Prince of Zhen Nan to come and bother a woman in her boudoir. That would be too humiliating for Xi Ling country and the King of Zhen Nan." If they wanted to pick on someone, they should go after Mo Xiu Yao instead, since they weren't married yet. After checking herself in the mirror and making sure she was presentable, Ye Li stood up and said, "I'll go take a look first. You all wait here for me." Mu Rong Ting quickly stood beside Ye Li and firmly said, "I'm going with you. Tian Xiang and Zheng Er stay here." Ye Li couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time, "Mu Rong, I'm not going to war." Mu Rong insisted, "It doesn't matter, even if I just secretly follow you, in case that Crown Prince of Zhen Nan has any ulterior motives, I can save you."

  In the midst of a large crowd in Da Chu, who would have thought to plot against the future queen? Only Murong could come up with something like that. Hua Tianxiang waved her hand and said, "Forget it, Lier you take Murong away. She loves watching excitement." Murong Ting didn't care how they looked at her, happily grasping one of Ye Li's arms, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

  "Father." As Ye Li walked into the hall, she realized that the steward's report was really too vague. She had thought there were only her father and their guest present, but unexpectedly, Mo Jing Lei and Ye Ying were also seated beside them. Mu Rong Ting gave her a "he's everywhere" look. Ye Li smiled helplessly at her and went forward to pay respects to Ye Shangshu. In front of outsiders, Ye Shangshu was still very willing to play the role of a loving father, smiling warmly at Ye Li: "Lier has arrived, is Miss Mu also here?" Mu Rong Ting smiled with a hint of mischief: "I came uninvited, please forgive me, sir." Ye Shangshu chuckled: "Not at all, I'm delighted that Lier has such a good friend as Miss Mu. Lier, Miss Mu, this is the Crown Prince of Xiling Kingdom's Southern Town."

  The two of them finally shifted their gaze to the young man sitting on one side. Xiling State is located in the northwest of Great Chu, and its folk customs are also quite different from those of Great Chu. However, there is one interesting point: within Xiling State, they call themselves Daling, while referring to Great Chu as Eastern Chu. On the other hand, Great Chu refers to Xiling State as Western Chu. Just by looking at the terms used, it can be seen that the two countries have never been on good terms. The Crown Prince of Zhen Nan Wang was tall and slender, with deep facial features that were as sharp as if carved by a knife. Ye Li clearly saw that his eyes had a hint of dark purple color. It is said that the Xiling royal family all have brown eyes, but this prince's appearance clearly showed that he was not of pure Xiling blood. "I've seen the prince." Even Mu Rong Ting, who was usually careless and nonchalant, still showed the proper etiquette in front of the foreign envoys.

  Zhen Nan Wang's gaze brazenly sized up the two, soon abandoning Mu Rong Ting and shifting his attention completely to Ye Li. After a moment, he said: "Ding Guo Wang Fei, Mu Rong Xiang, no need for excessive courtesy. I am Lei Teng Feng."

  Lei is a surname of Xiling country. No language barrier is good.

  Ye Shangshu looked at the majestic Prince of Zhen Nan in front of him, then turned to Ye Li and said with a gentle cough: "Li'er, the prince has come specifically to give you a gift."

  Ye Li nodded and said: "Thank you, Crown Prince. I'm grateful that the Crown Prince has taken the trouble to come all this way. I hope that in Great Chu, the Crown Prince will feel at home."

  Lei Tengfeng laughed loudly and said, "Of course, Little Wang has long admired the scenery of Da Chu, and will definitely take a good look around. Come on, bring out the gift prepared for the Crown Prince's wife." He lightly clapped his hands, and two men who looked like guards walked in, one of whom was holding a long and narrow wooden box with intricate carvings. Looking at the size of the box, Ye Lian had a bad feeling. This gift probably wasn't something ordinary. Lei Tengfeng made a gesture, and the other man opened the box, releasing a blast of cold air. Ye Shangshu's face fell, and he stood up abruptly, saying in a low voice, "What do you mean by this, Crown Prince?"

  Lei Tengfeng raised an eyebrow and said indifferently: "This is the gift that King Xiaowang's father and uncle chose for Queen Dingguo, what's wrong with it?"

  Ye Shangshu said: "The little girl's big wedding is imminent, what does it mean to send a sword?" The sword is a fierce instrument, inauspicious. In an exquisite wooden box with intricate carvings was placed a long sword with an ancient appearance. Even while still in its scabbard, one could still feel the piercing chill and murderous aura emanating from it, clearly this was a world-renowned treasured sword that had been tempered through blood and fire.

  "This is a gift that our country and my father have specially found to show our sincerity. Or...can't you all really see the origin of this sword?" Lei Tengfeng leaned against his chest, smiling but not quite smiling as he looked at the crowd in front of him. Hearing the hidden disdain in his tone, Mo Jingli frowned and stood up to look at the sword in the box. Murong Ting's heart moved, and she hesitated for a moment before looking at Ye Lili.

  "This is... Yun Luan!" After a long time, Mo Jing Lei said in a low voice.

  Lei Ting Feng praised: "After all, King Lei has vision, no wonder, this is indeed the Yun Cloud Sword."

  Everyone was moved by this. This is not a legendary sword, but the reputation of this sword is absolutely no less than any other famous sword in history. This sword was named after Mo Lianyun, the first generation of Dingguo King, and it was his personal sharp weapon when he conquered the world. It was also the sword worn by several generations of Ding kings. This sword followed the generations of Dingguo Kings to ride the battlefield, invincible and unmatched, and how many people's blood it had drunk, I'm afraid no one can know. Until seven years ago, the previous generation of Ding King Mo Xiwen died in a border town, this sword also disappeared without a trace, and many people searched for it openly or secretly, but never saw its shadow again. This gift is indeed sufficient in weight and sincerity.

  Lei Tengfeng stroked his palm and laughed: "Ever since we found out that the Yunjian Sword was nowhere to be found, Father King had spent a lot of heart and soul sending people everywhere to search for it. Fortunately, our efforts were not in vain, and we finally found this sword in Beidi a year ago. Just in time to return it during the grand wedding of the King of Ding. What does the Queen of Ding think?"

  Ye Shangshu's face turned somewhat solemn, and he stood up to say to Lei Tengfeng: "Such a generous gift, I must thank the young master indeed." The Yunjian Sword was said to be the national treasure of Great Chu, and it wasn't an exaggeration. Lei Tengfeng had given such a valuable gift that Ye Shangshu didn't even dare refuse it. In his heart, Ye Shangshu couldn't help but secretly regret not refusing the visit from the young master of Zhen Nan Wang.

  Lei Teng Feng nodded in satisfaction, raising an eyebrow and smiling: "To be honest, I've also thought of keeping this treasure for myself. However, this Cloud-Embracing Sword seems to have a spirit, and no matter how much effort I put in, I couldn't pull it out. In the end, even after finding the world's top swordsmith to pull out the treasured sword, unfortunately, it didn't listen to my commands. Even the number one swordsman of Xiling was unable to wield it. So I thought, this Cloud-Embracing Sword probably only acknowledges people from the Imperial Palace, which is why I came to ask the Crown Princess to try wielding it."

  Ye Shangshu said displeased: "The little girl doesn't know swordsmanship, let alone the Crown Prince wanting to try out swords should look for Ding Wang instead."

  Lei Tengfeng smiled at Ye Li and said, "Isn't the Queen of Tingguo considered a member of the Tingguo royal family? It's said that the first queen of Tingguo 100 years ago used this sword to behead 16 enemy soldiers and save the king's life. From then on, it became a legendary story. This shows that this sword doesn't require the bloodline of the Tingguo royal family; anyone who can match the king's partner is also suitable. What do you think, Queen of Tingguo?"

  Before Ye Li could respond, Mo Jingli coldly snorted and said, "The young lady of Qingyun County is an extraordinary woman with both literary and martial talents, so it's not surprising that she wields the Yunlei sword. Is the Crown Prince of Zhen'nan trying to make things difficult for me by asking Ye Li to wield the Yunlei sword? Who doesn't know that Ye Li can barely even perform a complete set of sword moves?"

  Lei Tengfeng smiled and said, "I believe in the discerning eye of the Tingguo royal family. Looking back at all the queens of Tingguo throughout history, every single one of them has been an extraordinary woman."

  Mo Jingli sneered and said, "This generation is an exception."

  "Zhen Nan, the young master of Zhen Nan, you want a woman who has never practiced martial arts to dance with a sword that even you can't pull out? Is this how the people of Xi Ling like to bully others?"

  "Isn't it forcing someone to do something difficult? Why not ask the future Queen of Dingguo instead? The king ordered that this sword must be given to the future Queen of Dingguo, can't... I can only bring it back to Xiling?" This is already a threat. Leiteng Feng's meaning is very clear: if the future Queen of Dingguo cannot pull out the Yunjian Sword and control it, don't blame him for bringing the sword back to Xiling. If that's really the case, Great Chu will not only lose face but also its inner dignity."

  "Third sister, why don't you try to see if you can pull it out?" Ye Ying said softly. "The Crown Prince of Xiling sent such a heavy and thick gift, if we don't accept it wouldn't that be impolite to the neighboring country?" Ye Shangshu furrowed his brow and looked at Ye Ying, thinking in his heart which would be more humiliating, Ye Li's refusal to pull out the sword or being unable to pull it out.

  "The King has arrived!" A voice announced from outside the door, and Mo Xiuyao appeared at the gate with Ah Jin. The people present secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Murong Ting quietly winked at Ye Li.

  Lei Tengfeng, who was originally sitting relaxed in his chair, straightened up as soon as Mo Xiuyao entered, his gaze sweeping across Mo Xiuyao's calm and gentle face like a sharp knife. He then turned his head to glance at Ye Li, who smiled secretly in her heart. This young master is now probably evaluating in his mind whether the Cloud-Embracing Sword or his fiancée are more important in Mo Xiuyao's heart, and what exactly Mo Xiuyao has come for.

  "I've met King Dingguo before, and I've long admired you, young Wang Leiteng." Leiteng smiled as he stood up.

  "The prince is too kind. I was fortunate enough to see the majestic appearance of King Zhennan when I was young. It's been many years, I suppose the king's demeanor remains the same?" Mo Xiuyao nodded slightly in response. Lei Tengfei's eyes twitched, and he quickly laughed: "My father is in good health, and often talks to me about your majesty's past accomplishments, hoping that we can learn from them." Mo Xiuyao remained expressionless, calmly saying: "Your Majesty is being too kind, seeing the prince now makes it clear that King Zhennan has a worthy successor."

  Watching the two men chatting leisurely in a tense atmosphere, Ye Li couldn't help but feel like laughing. Someone had once said that diplomacy was an extremely feminine activity.

  After the pleasantries, Mo Xiuyao wheeled over to Ye Li's side and asked softly, "Is ArLi in a good mood?"

  Ye Li smiled and said: "The Crown Prince of Zhen Nan Wang sent a very valuable gift, it just so happens that the king also came, why not share it together?"

  Mo Xi Yao nodded with a hint of a smile, his eyes falling on the Jian Yun sword in the box. His gaze was calm and tranquil, as if it were just an ordinary precious sword inside. He turned to Lei Tian Feng and said: "Your Majesty and Prince have gone to great lengths. This sword has been lost for many years, I didn't think I'd see it again today." Lei Tian Feng raised an eyebrow and said: "The Jian Yun sword is the greatest treasure of Da Chu, it should be returned intact. But does the young prince know how to appreciate the majesty of this famous sword?"

  "A Jin."

  Ah Jin walked forward and carefully took the long sword from the hands of the guards at Xiling. He handed it over to Mo Xiuyao, who received it with one hand and asked, "Ah Lian, what do you think?" Ah Lian lowered his head, reached out to touch the ancient scabbard, and nodded, saying, "Although I'm not familiar with this path, I can tell that it's a good sword." In fact, Ah Lian was not familiar with swords at all. The only swords he had seen in his previous life were probably those wielded by old men and women practicing Tai Chi in the park. On modern battlefields, even cold weapons like swords were rarely used; instead, short knives, daggers, and other close combat weapons were more practical. Ah Lian slowly grasped the hilt of the sword but didn't rush to pull it out. If this sword was as difficult to draw and control as Lei Tengfeng had described, then there must be some mechanism on the scabbard or the sword itself. Mo Xiuyao smiled and covered Ah Lian's hand with his own, lifting the sword body with his other hand. Under everyone's gaze, Ah Lian keenly sensed that Mo Xiuyao's hand holding his own had moved slightly before pulling outward.

  A flash of cold light, and in an instant the sword let out a dragon's wail. The entire hall seemed to freeze for a moment, but it was only for an instant. Ye Li quickly felt the powerful battle intent and the overwhelming killing aura emanating from the sword. This was a dangerous aura that only those who had truly been on the battlefield could sense. Before he knew it, Mo Xiuyao had already released his hand, and Ye Li held the sword in his hand and swung it casually to the side, causing the ancient painting on the wall not far away to shatter with a loud crash. What a great sword! Ye Li exclaimed. Just relying on the sharpness of the sword's edge, he could cut through the ancient painting, and it was no exaggeration to say that it could even cut off a hair. Holding the long sword steadily in his hand, Ye Li gazed calmly at Lei Tengfeng, who was staring intently at him from across the way.

  The crowd had not yet regained their composure when Mo Xiuyao took the Cloud-Embracing Sword from Ye Li and sheathed it. Lei Tengkong glanced at the ancient painting on the wall, now only half remaining, and after a long while, he let out a soft sigh and said, "Indeed, it's a fine sword." As for whether Ye Li could truly wield this sword or not, no one bothered to concern themselves with that anymore, because she had already drawn out the incredibly sharp treasure sword in her hand. Miss Ye San had strength that was barely enough to hold a chicken, so being able to grasp and hold steady that sword was already sufficient; forcing her to dance with swords would be impolite, even for the Crown Prince of Zhen Nan who came with hostile intentions.

  Facing such a situation, Ye Shangshu was satisfied with stroking his beautiful beard, and his face was filled with smiles. The daughter of the Ye family had retrieved the long-lost treasure for Da Chu, and would also bring the Yunjian Sword as her dowry. What a great honor this would be!

  Ye Li sighed in her heart, if this sword were placed in the Ye Mansion, the roof of the Ye family would not be trampled by others. She didn't believe that Lei Tengfeng would send out such a heavy gift without making any noise, and this heavy gift couldn't be refused either.

  "The Crown Prince, this sword?" Ye Li smiled lightly as she looked at Lei Tengfeng who was somewhat dazed in front of her.

  Lei Tengfeng gazed at the woman in front of him, then looked at Mo Xiuyao sitting beside her and smiled: "This sword is naturally a congratulatory gift for Princess Dingguo. I also wish you both a hundred years of harmony and growing old together."

  Mo Xiuyao said: "Very well, I will accept Shizi Ji's words."

  Lei Tengfeng stood up and said to everyone: "The gift has been sent, Little Wang will take his leave first. We'll come again on the day of the grand wedding to disturb King Wang."

  "Don't see off someone who is leaving slowly."

  After sending off the Crown Prince of Zhen Nan, Mu Rong Ting stared at Ah Jin's hands holding the Yun Cloud Sword with wide eyes, almost popping out. She was also tugging on Ye Li's sleeve, "Ah Li, Ah Li... Yun Cloud Sword... it's really the Yun Cloud Sword... can I touch it?" Ye Li looked at her with a face full of envy and turned to look at Mo Xiu Yao. Mo Xiu Yao slightly raised an eyebrow, "It doesn't matter. Since it was given to you, then it naturally belongs to Ah Li now."

  Ye Li looked at him and said, "I thought this was the Dingguo Wangfu's treasured heirloom." Now it seems not that important? Murong Ting didn't care about these things, she cheered and rushed over to grab the treasure sword from Ajun's hand, hugging it in her arms and touching it left and right.

  Mo Xiuyao nodded, after being passed down for so many years, it's naturally a treasured heirloom. If it can be passed down for another thousand years, it won't be inferior to those famous swords like Gan Jiang and Mo Ye.

  Murong Ting stroked the treasured sword lovingly, saying: "In fact, it's said that the Yunjian Sword contains the military books and treasures of the Dingguo King. Of course, this isn't important; what's important is that this is the treasured sword used by every generation of the Dingguo King! Being able to touch it truly is a blessing from heaven. My father will definitely be jealous of me." Ye Li raised an eyebrow, originally thinking that chasing stars was something unique to her generation, "Military books? Treasures? Is this sword really still intact?" Xiling should have taken it apart and inspected it thoroughly from the inside out. Mo Xiuyao glanced at the sword in Murong Ting's hand, a hint of warmth flashing in his eyes, saying calmly: "They've indeed examined it. The sword itself doesn't seem to be damaged."

  "So?" Murong Ting forgot who was in front of her and stared with wide eyes, waiting for Mo Xiuyao to reveal the answer.

  Mo Xiuyao looked at Ye Li and smiled, saying: "So this is the sword. It's good that it's been found, after all, it's an ancestral heirloom. If it can't be found, just find another master swordsmith to cast another one."

  "What about the military book? What about the treasure?" Murong Ting asked in disappointment.

  Mo Xiuyao looked at the crowd calmly, "The Yunjian sword was forged by our ancestor when he was 16 years old, using all of his savings at that time. What treasure and military book are you talking about?"

  Everyone was silent, and the world only remembered that Yunjian Sword had been with Mo Yunyun all his life, and it was also the sword that the king of Ding Dynasty would never leave. They guessed that there must be some secret in it, but they forgot that Yunjian Sword was forged by Mo Yunyun when he was young, at that time, Mo Yunyun who was famous for generations to come was just a reckless and unrestrained young master. It is impossible to talk about the same day with the King of Ding Dynasty who helped his brother to conquer the world and pacify the four sides twenty years later. Even Ye Shangshu, a scholar who didn't know much about Yunjian Sword, couldn't help but feel disappointed.

  "If the Yunjian Sword is really that important, who would carry it on their body? And wouldn't it be easy to lose? Ah Lian, I'll head back first. I'll send a few more people over later?" Ye Lian nodded and took the Yunjian Sword from Murong Ting's hand, tossing it to A Jin: "You take the Yunjian Sword back to the Dingguo Wangfu for now. It's not convenient to keep it here." She didn't have the interest in having others trample on her rooftop every day.

  Mo Xiuyao nodded, "It's fine this way."

  Watching Yun Jian disappear outside the door, Mu Rong Ting reluctantly withdrew her gaze.

  Mo Jingli gazed at Ye Lian suspiciously: "Do you really believe that the Cloud Sword doesn't have any secrets?"

  Ye Lili nodded naturally, "If I had a military book and treasure, I wouldn't put them in a sword either." As a commonly used, portable, famous, and not small-sized sword, it's really not a good thing to hide secrets.

  "You common people! That is the relic of King Ding! A relic...!", Murong Ting scornfully despised the common people filling the great hall.

  Digression

  Getting married tomorrow!