The Tales of a Blessed Daughter

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Gu Ruoyun chuckled, unsure if he would believe him or not.

Yuyan, who was deep in thought, suddenly had his eyes light up. He said, “We can disinfect the entire city in advance. As long as there are no germs, we naturally won’t be infected by the plague.”

This was a good idea, but…

“I’m afraid that the amount of money we’ll need to spend on this isn’t enough.” Nalan Cui raised a practical question.

Yuyan gritted his teeth and said, “I’ll think of a way to get this money.”

Nalan Cui knew about his means of collecting money so he gave it to him without worry.

The two then began to discuss their plan.

Gu Ruoyun, who had remained silent the entire time only spoke when he knew that they had agreed on a set of rules, “The gate of witchcraft has always been ignorant of the affairs of the world. I didn’t expect you to be so loyal to the country and the people. You have the heart of a Bodhisattva.”

Yuyan’s expression was a little absent-minded as he smiled helplessly. “This is just some compensation.”

His smile contained too many stories, Gu Ruoyun was not interested and immediately got up to leave.

Yuyan’s mood was a little bad. He bade farewell to Nalan Cui and left.

Nalan Cui watched him leave the room before he frowned and walked towards a row of tall bookshelves.

He had finished reading all the books on this bookshelf but he could not understand Gu Ruoyun’s thoughts so he was just hiding his weaknesses.

The gate of witchcraft…

He remembered that he had once read the name of this race in a book.

He rummaged through a few books but he couldn’t find what he wanted. Nalan Cui’s frown deepened. His memory could not be wrong.

Finally, he found an ancient book on the fifth level’s shelf.

His heart leaped with joy. He did not manage to steady himself on the stool and shook in mid-air.

Fortunately, his entire body was on the shelf so he did not fall. However, it was not good for him to be suspended in mid-air.

The feeling of being suspended in mid-air made him feel a little weak and the stool fell to the ground.

As time passed, his arms became more strained. Just as he was about to fall, the sound of something breaking through the air rang out.

Nalan Cui was held in a person’s arms and flew down.

This embrace was a little unfamiliar but the aura was very familiar. When he raised his head, he saw Gu Ruoyun’s cold face.

As soon as he landed, he released Nalan Cui from his arms and said coldly, “Does His Majesty not cherish his own body this much?”

Gu Ruoyun was not worried about him but he was worried that if anything happened to him, Su Yan would be implicated.

Who knew how closely Master Xuanfeng had linked the fates of the two of them.

Nalan Cui had misunderstood and thought that he was concerned about him.

He had never received such fatherly care and was slightly stunned.

The book in his hand was creased by his grasp.

Gu Ruoyun looked at his stunned expression and frowned, “From now on, let the servants do this kind of thing.”

He then looked at his skinny arms and legs with disdain and said, “Also, I’ll find a martial arts master for you. You’ll start practicing martial arts tomorrow.”

He glanced at the book in his hand and his eyes flashed as he walked out.

Nalan Cui only regained his senses after a long while and asked softly, “What exactly is Guang Pingwang trying to do?”

He would not be so naive to think that Guang Pingwang had suddenly fallen in love with him and pitied him.

Although he had indeed felt his heart skip a beat at that moment, when he thought about it at this moment, something was not right.

Gu Ruoyun’s change was the most obvious to him. When had it started?

It seemed to have started when he had suddenly come to the imperial palace and asked him to visit Su Yan in Guang Residence. At that time, Su Yan had turned into a rabbit.

What was the connection between the two…

Nalan Cui thought for a moment and began to study the book in his hand.

This ancient book looked very old and shabby. If it had not appeared in the library of the imperial palace, no one would have picked up this kind of book on the street.

There was not even a name on the book. No, perhaps there was before. A large part of the book’s cover had obviously been rubbed off. This should be the place where the book’s name was.

He quickly found the page that recorded the gate of witchcraft..