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

Chapter 441 Stealing the Tiger

"The Princess Changning, personally appointed by the Emperor, is here stealing?"

Yu Shu squatted down beside Xue Tong, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment.

"You're trying to fool me with that? How dare you?"

Seeing that Yu Shu didn't believe her, Xue Tong immediately retorted, examining the various ornaments on Yu Shu's head:

“What do I have to be ashamed of? This isn’t the capital city, where I can wear gold and silver jewelry and pretend to be virtuous and gentle every day.”

Yu Shu looked at her: "You're talking about me."

Xue Tong shook her head quickly: "I didn't!"

His voice was low, but his words were righteous and indignant.

Yu Shu wanted to retort, but after thinking about it, she gave up.

My sixth sister, like her brother, has practiced martial arts since childhood. Even in the deep palace, she is bright and charming, and unrestrained and elegant.

They are completely different from me.

Yu Shu reached out and grabbed Xue Tong's shoulder, deliberately lowering her voice:

"Speak properly, what exactly are you here for?"

Xue Tong was in a real bind: "I already told you I came here to steal!"

"But you, Fifth Sister," the girl changed the subject.

"What are you doing here?"

Yu Shu was slightly taken aback, seemingly stumped by the question posed by the girl in front of her.

Xue Tong watched as Yu Shu helplessly rubbed the fabric on her sleeve, crumpling it into a mess.

"I……"

The woman hesitated for a while before finally speaking as if she had made up her mind:

"I've come to see Lord Xing."

"You're looking for Old Master Xing?" Xue Tong immediately perked up upon hearing this, grabbing Yu Shu's wrist and exclaiming excitedly:

"Perfect, go lure those two away so I can steal something."

"I actually... ah?"

Just as Yu Shu was about to explain her reasons, she suddenly realized the request made by the person in front of her and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I came to see him?" she asked, still somewhat unwilling to give up.

"Why ask so many questions?" Xue Tong seemed completely uninterested.

"I can't understand what I'm hearing, and I can't figure it out."

Isn't the Wolf King, who has been eavesdropping for a hundred years and can even connect extra wires for other people's voice transmissions, right here?

This is not her place.

Xue Lan didn't know why, but even though she was basking in the sun on the top of Hidden Sword Mountain, her back felt inexplicably cold.

The woman's voice drifted into Xue Tong's ears: "Are you talking badly about me?"

Xue Tong casually shook his head:

"No, you're talking nonsense. You're just getting suspicious as you get older!"

Xue Lan: ……

Looking at Xue Tong's expression, Yu Shu finally realized that the person in front of her really didn't want to know anything.

Having been reborn, the Fifth Princess couldn't help but ponder this in her heart.

Can such a child truly grow up safely in the royal family?

"Sister!" Xue Tong interrupted Yu Shu's unfounded speculation.

"Are you still going to help me or not? I'm in a hurry to steal it and go back to sleep."

"Okay... but don't make a big fuss." Yu Shu sighed, her words full of earnestness.

"You are, after all, a royal princess."

Xue Tong nodded repeatedly.

Having received the girl's assurance, Yu Shu slowly rose from beneath the low wall, straightened her clothes, and walked towards Xing Lingchong and his wife.

During the time she and Xue Tong spent talking behind the low wall, the two had long since ended their tender gazes.

At this moment, Lu Zhaoyue was tending to the fire in the kiln, while Xing Lingchong stood behind him saying something.

Yu Shu leaned closer to listen and finally heard clearly:

"What did you add to the scepters that Madam made this time?"

"Don't let it be like the last one, which shattered the moment the Emperor dropped it!"

The old lady's voice carried a gentle smile, a mixture of amusement and exasperation:

"You're still thinking of provoking him on your way to the capital!"

"I am an imperial censor!"

"I greatly admire Lord Xing's noble character and integrity."

A soft, gentle female voice suddenly came from behind him, and the smile on Xing Lingchong's face vanished instantly. His old body slowly turned like a puppet.

Then he saw Yu Shu behind him.

"Why is Your Highness here?"

Yu Shu noticed the shock in the old man's eyes and smiled gently.

In the past, she was the most law-abiding princess in the capital, and she would not bring any attendants to meet with foreign officials in private.

It's something that can't be done no matter what.

"I have some things I wish to discuss with Lord Xing and his wife. I hope you will accompany me."

Xing Lingchong's expression changed, and the old man's voice was deep, resonant, and even:

"Is there something you need, Your Highness?"

Yu Shu nodded gently: "It's not my brother, it's that I have something to attend to."

"Is Your Highness aware of this matter?"

Yu Shu remembered the person crouching under the low wall behind her, and nodded with a gentle smile:

“She knew it too.”

"My lord." Lu Zhaoyue gently tugged at Xing Lingchong's sleeve:

"Since the princess has invited us, let's go."

Once the three disappeared through the archway not far away, Xue Tong, dressed in black, darted out from under the low wall.

Looking at the dazzling array of porcelain in front of her, Xue Tong couldn't help but ask Xue Lan:

"There are at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, pieces of porcelain in here. Are you sure they didn't all of your little tiger?"

Xue Lan gently shook her head:

"When I left last time, I accidentally triggered time and space, so it probably wasn't completely cleared."

"Besides..." Xue Lan paused slightly.

"Grandma Lu is not that kind of person."

Lu Zhaoyue loved porcelain, even though porcelain artisans were of low social status, belonging to the traditional social hierarchy of scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants. She never forgot her place in the world.

They never forgot the porcelain kiln that provided for her livelihood and for Xing Lingchong to take the imperial examination.

"found it!"

Xue Tong moved aside the several snow-white porcelain vases in front and saw three small porcelain tiger figurines behind the shelf.

The three identical porcelain figurines had already been fired and even finely glazed.

One is white, one is yellow, and one is black.

Xue Lan's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

The exact same thing.

How can there be two things that are exactly alike in this world!

Looking at the still-burning porcelain kiln through Xue Tong's perspective, the woman recalled the day she entered it with Lu Zhaoyue, and the traces of time that touched her fingertips.

"Thank you..."

Xue Tong put all three tiger cubs into her arms and faintly heard Xue Lan's voice.

"what did you just say?"

Xue Lan slowly shook her head:

"She didn't say anything. Did you notice anything different about Yu Shu just now?"

Xue Tong nodded upon hearing this, her expression one of immense pride:

"If she could tolerate being assassinated by her own brother, then her rebirth would have been in vain."

The girl walked briskly into the courtyard, and then with a light leap, she jumped onto the roof.

"You say she's a variable, but she's nowhere near as decisive as Xie Lingchao."

"Mm." Xue Lan nodded gently, agreeing with Xue Tong's idea.

“Not every princess is like Xie Lingchao.”

"No major problems!" Xue Tong waved casually from the rooftop.

"Women with power in this world are not only those who are decisive in killing and ascend to the throne!"

The girl smiled, her voice firm:

"A towering tree reaching for the sky, with dodder flowers faintly visible."

Everyone has their own way of living!

If one cannot become an emperor who can stand alone, then one should be the one who holds power behind the scenes.