Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 676 It's Nice to Meet You

Xue Lan stayed in Qinglinjiang for two more days. Her main task each day was to produce beautiful sword sheaths for Du Ying. Her secondary pastime was listening to Xiao Tong tell stories about the Heavenly Forging Hammer Illusion.

"You mean you and Yu Shu were killed by your own hammers when Lin Su was forging iron?"

Xue Lan carefully inlaid flowers on the scabbard, barely managing to keep herself from bursting into laughter.

"Isn't this a bit too hasty?"

"It was indeed a bit hasty," Xue Tong reflected. "But she said it was fine, and if the ministers were willing to be fooled, they could continue to serve as officials properly; if not, she wouldn't mind having a new emperor and a new court."

"Anyway, even the new emperor is a fake, so there's no need to worry about these trivial matters."

Xue Lan spoke stiffly:

"The new emperor, is he... all a fake?"

“Yes.” Xue Tong took a bunch of grapes from the exquisite gilded plate and started eating.

"Where did this posthumous child of the eldest prince come from? Yu Shu told me that she wiped out all the weeds five times back then. If she missed one, she wouldn't have been able to sleep well all these years."

Xue Lan was deeply impressed and quickly expressed her admiration: "I like her."

“I like her too.” Xue Tong popped a grape into her mouth. “I think she’s a lot like you. She’s always confident in everything she does. Her ability to eliminate problems completely gives people a sense of security.”

Xue Lan astutely grasped the key point in her words:

"Do I make you feel at ease?"

"Something's not right!" Xue Tong smiled with narrowed eyes. A fight had broken out in the Wenyuan Pavilion ahead. Various old men were screaming at the top of their lungs, stomping their feet, resigning from their posts, and even looking up to the sky and sighing that they wanted to follow the late emperor.

The mess surrounding Xue Lan is truly unbearable to watch.

"When did you become so insecure? Where did my most confident Wolf Lord of the Yuanming Realm go?"

Xue Lan smiled shyly, but before she could speak, someone interrupted her.

The inner demon's tone was cold and helpless:

"She's just narcissistic; she's waiting for you to praise her."

Xue Lan tapped her with the scabbard of her sword: "Can't you have a little social distance?"

The inner demon didn't understand her words, so it turned to Xue Tong and asked, "Did you teach me?"

"She taught herself; she secretly read my storybooks," Xue Tong denied.

What does "social distancing" mean?

"She thinks you're too nosy and annoying."

Xue Lan: You can explain it clearly and simply.

"Next time you want to praise someone, you can just say so." Little Tong was very generous: "Anyway, I've praised you plenty of times over the years..."

"I want to see the Sixth Prince! I want to see the Sixth Prince!"

The chaotic footsteps and the old man's roar interrupted Xue Tong's thoughts. The old man, dressed in a magnificent red round-necked brocade robe, knocked over the screen in front of Xue Tong and fell directly in front of her. He then grabbed her skirt.

Xue Tong: No, that's not it...

If you're going to fight, then fight! Why did things have to turn out this way?

"Master Fang, Master Fang!"

Xue Tong quickly got up from the chair, grabbed the old man's hand, and dragged him back to the chair.

Good heavens! This old man is old enough to be her grandfather, it's really not a good look for him to be kneeling at her feet like this.

Lord Fang originally didn't want to get up; he just wanted to hold onto Xue Tong's skirt and talk to Yu Shu as she entered. However, he forgot that he, the Sixth Prince, was a military officer.

Xue Tong lifted the old man from the ground and onto a chair as if he were a chick, then looked to Yu Shu for help.

Xue Tong: No, what's going on?

"Traitorous scoundrel! Even if I serve His Highness the Sixth Prince as my master, I will never acknowledge this man you brought from outside!"

Xue Tong glanced at the child following behind Yu Shu.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a robust physique. There's nothing wrong with him!

Somewhat puzzled, she sought Xue Lan's help: "Why doesn't he agree? This kid looks a lot like Lin Su."

"Wait a minute," Xue Lan interrupted, raising her hand. "Whose posthumous child is this?"

"It's Yu Shu's brother's!"

"So why does he resemble Lin Su?"

Xue Tong: !!!

"Why did you choose someone who looks so much like Lin Su? Is this right, Yu Shu?"

After finally calming down Minister Fang of the Ministry of Works, Xue Tong took Yu Shu's hand and walked out of the Wenyuan Pavilion. When they got there, they saw a large group of palace servants surrounding an old man who had fainted and were feeding him ginseng soup.

Xue Tong recognized him as Minister of Justice Li, one of the court officials who favored Lin Su the most.

"How come he actually hit you?" Xue Tong couldn't bear to look at him. "It's so unfortunate that you still have to play with her at her age."

Yu Shu wanted to laugh as soon as she heard her speak, and covered her mouth, saying, "It's nothing, those two pillars were tampered with a long time ago, they were knocked unconscious."

"As for why I chose a child who resembles Lin Su, it's because I've figured it out."

"Xiaotong."

Yu Shu deliberately softened her voice.

"Can you please not make me disappear without a trace?"

She didn't want to forget so completely.

Both Xue Tong and Xue Lan, who was eavesdropping outside, felt a jolt in their hearts.

"So that's what she was thinking." Xue Lan set aside the inlaid scabbard and rested her chin on her hand. "What were you thinking?"

"Me?" Xue Tong was somewhat confused.

“That’s right, I have given you all the spacetime laws of the Sun-Tracing Mirror. As long as you don’t do anything bad, you can do whatever you want.”

Xue Tong knew that Xue Lan was indulging her again.

Lord Wolf has this quirk: he likes to make sure all the children he raises are happy.

“No need. The Great Yu Dynasty is where you practice your magic; it’s essentially no different from Jin Yue Lake. We can’t let the demons take advantage of us again.” Xue Tong smiled at Yu Shu: “Let’s leave it at that.”

The woman's expression hardened, and she took the Sun-Tracing Mirror from her waist.

Yu Shu already knew about her decision.

Then, without realizing it, tears started flowing.

She was truly, truly grateful to Xue Tong and Lin Su for appearing in her confused years.

Thank you for the stories she brought us, stories of all kinds of women.

So I can't bear to part with it, even if only I remember it.

The runes on the Sun-Tracing Mirror have begun to flow, freely creating this world.

Lin Su came in from the front, went into the Wenyuan Pavilion to straighten the official hat of the unconscious Lord Li, tidied his disheveled clothes, and finally patted him gently on the shoulder.

In his hazy state, Lord Li seemed to see his emperor, who loved blacksmithing, but who only had one arm.

Hearing him say:

"I still have things to do, take care, my dear minister."

"I'm sorry, Yu Shu."

When Lin Su went out, he saw Xue Tong wiping away Yu Shu's tears.

The final layer of runes on the Sun-Tracing Mirror bloomed, and snow-white magical light enveloped the entire world in an instant.

Yu Shu saw Xue Tong's always smiling eyes and her dashing figure:

"Yu Shu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"We must continue to live for ourselves."

After completing the Heavenly Forging Hammer trial, Sui Xin, dressed in red, appeared before Xue Lan.

Her outfit today was extremely gorgeous, with bright phoenix feathers hanging from the hem, and a dark red crown on her head that was incredibly majestic.

"You must acknowledge me as your master!" Xue Lan said softly.

"Master, I wish to acknowledge you as my master." Suixin placed her right hand on her chest.

"The flame of the Yuan and Ming dynasties will not be extinguished."