Chapter 142: A Reason to Fight

Chen Qi, Chen Mie were both fixated on Princess Linglong. After witnessing her fight firsthand, they wouldn’t make the mistake of underestimating the enemy. Xianzong only glared at Gu Xinglang’s legs. At the critical moment, this son-in-law was completely useless! Naturally, he never stopped to consider whose fault this was in the first place.

Gu Xinglang was fretting before he finally deigned to speak. “I never expected this was the Eternal Life Temple’s style of doing things. The junior master’s lost medicine and this natural disaster are both to be blamed on Fengtian? Buddhist beliefs advocate compassion, but you monks act no differently from street ruffians.”

Chen Qi and Chen Mie only felt Gu Xinglang was the pot calling the kettle black. These people had feigned insanity and ignorance before the junior master, so why shouldn’t they use force in turn?

Chen Qi punched towards Yu Xiaoxiao, who leaped up and kicked a dark painted tea table towards him. Chen Qi didn’t dodge but punched through the table, breaking it into pieces.

“How dare you!” Chen Mie roared from Wen Fenglin’s bedside. When Chen Qi looked back, he saw that Yu Xiaoxiao had already reached the bed. He hurried over, but she ignored him and the knife in Chen Mie’s hand to climb up and press her left foot against Wen Fenglin’s throat. When killing zombies, you targeted the strongest foe first. Although Yu Xiaoxiao had never heard of the saying “catch thieves by first catching their king,” she understood its principles well.

“Junior master!” Chen Qi and Chen Mie exclaimed.

Xianzong covered his eyes. It’s over. I’ll really have to go to war against Eternal Life Temple and the other five countries.

Gu Xinglang’s heart moved at the two monks’ voices. Although they sounded nervous and worried, their emotions were far less pronounced than that of Beiyuan and the others. What did this mean? Last night he heard Yu Xiaoxiao say that only Beiyuan and the rest wanted to move against her. These two monks weren’t mentioned. Why didn’t they defend Wen Fenglin against danger last night when their martial arts skills surpassed Beiyuan’s and the rest?

Junior Master Fenglin’s breathing stalled beneath Yu Xiaoxiao’s foot. Once again, he tasted death as he stared at her blankly.

Xianzong could only calculate the number of troops he had on hand in despair as Yu Xiaoxiao looked on the verge of breaking the junior master’s neck. After the country falls, will my daughter and I even die with our corpses intact?

“Junior master!” Another male voice cried from outside. Abruptly, Jing Mo and Zuo You opened the door before striding inside.

Now Xianzong felt even more distressed. If these two witness Wen Fenglin’s death, then our countries wouldn’t even need a reason to start a war.

Jing Mo and Zuo You took in the scene before them. Even as men experienced in matters of the world, they fell into a stupor at the sight. Her Royal Highness was standing on the bed and stepping on Junior Master Fenglin’s throat. How was this dignified at all?

Zuo You was the first to dash to the bed. “Princess, don’t be afraid. I’m coming to save you!”

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Both enemies and allies alike wanted to ask Grand Marshal Zuo You one question: Do you have vision problems? Do you see the princess looking scared or needing rescue at all?

Chen Mie moved to block Zuo You, whose lips curved into a cold smirk in response. “Master Chen Mie, even if your Eternal Life Temple’s junior master has respected status, Princess Linglong is still the eldest imperial princess of Fengtian. She too, is equally respectable. Are you planning to attack me? I can’t believe you temple lot all treat royalty this way.”

A trickle of blood dripped from the corner of Junior Master Fenglin’s lips. Just who’s mistreating whom?

Jing Mo was currently standing near Xianzong and the rest. He chuckled and added, “Grand Marshal Zuo and I heard that the junior master was ailing, so we paid an especial visit to Safeguard Temple. I never expected the junior master still had the mood to joke with Her Royal Highness despite his poor health. Seeing as Junior Master is doing well, Jing Mo’s worries are relieved.”

Here was another person spouting outright lies!

The two high level experts from Eternal Life Temple were so furious they couldn’t even feel their rage anymore. Do you think it’s a joke to hop on someone’s bed and step on his throat?!

Jing Mo didn’t spare a glance for Junior Master Fenglin, but simply beckoned to Yu Xiaoxiao. “Princess, the junior master is still an invalid. It’s fine to fool around a bit, but you should get off now.”

Yu Xiaoxiao hesitated. Was she supposed to spare this wretch’s life again?

Zuo You circled around Chen Mie to reach the bed. He noticed that Junior Master Fenglin’s face was turning purple and said, “Princess, it’s not good for us to keep disturbing the junior master’s rest. How about I invite you out for something to eat?”

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at him woodenly. “Big Bowl Restaurant?” she asked.

“Right,” Zuo You nodded hastily while praying to his ancestors that she wouldn’t actually murder the monk.

Yu Xiaoxiao shook her head. “I don’t always want to eat at the same place.”

“Then we’ll switch,” Zuo You proudly waved his hand. “We can browse through the streets. Princess, we’ll eat anywhere you want, all right?”

Yu Xiaoxiao glanced back at Wen Fenglin. She loved to eat, but she didn’t want to spare this emperor consort either.

“As long as the green mountains remain,” Zuo You said as he grabbed the foot on Junior Master Fenglin’s neck. “We don’t need to worry about lacking firewood.1 Princess, let’s go eat.”

With the pressure off his throat, Junior Master Fenglin opened his mouth to gasp for air.

As ethereal as a painting? He’s just a scoundrel! Zuo You spat internally as he looked at Junior Master Fenglin’s pathetic state.

Meanwhile, Zhao Qiuiming had instructed men to send away his daughters and had just ran into the rooms. He was in time to see Yu Xiaoxiao hop off the bed while Zuo You held out his hands to catch her. The sight stunned the prime minister: had the imperial princess entangled herself with Zuo You as well while he was gone?

Yu Xiaoxiao avoided Zuo You’s arms. She didn’t need help just to jump off a bed.

Although Zuo You was disappointed by her actions, he was quickly thinking for her sake again. “That fellow is currently Mo Wen’s favorite,” he murmured in a low voice. “If you kill him now, it’ll be all out war. Princess, you know what war is, right?”

Yu Xiaoxiao was a little confused. War didn’t scare her, after all.

“Once war breaks out, blood will flow like a river,” Zuo You’s expression turned somber. “If it’s for expanding territory, then losing lives is fine, but to fight over something like that?” Zuo You pointed at Junior Master Fenglin while shaking his head. “Not worth it. If princess has energy for that, you should eat double servings instead.”

Zuo You’s references to blood rivers and lives lost finally moved Yu Xiaoxiao. That’s right. Can we go to war for fun just because of Wen Fenglin? People kill zombies to survive, so why should they kill each other?

Jing Mo clapped his hands and declared, “Zuo You is right. Princess, although today’s weather calls for autumn rain, I know there’s a good place in Fengtian’s capital for viewing chrysanthemums. It’ll be fun seeing them in the rainfall. How about I act as host and invite you and Royal Son-in-Law Gu to enjoy the flowers? Princess, Royal Son-in-Law Gu, what do you think?”