Ghost Emperor Wild Wife: Dandy Eldest Miss Chapter 2262 - Yun Chutian’s Return (26) [ END ]

A cold sneer played across Yun Nianfeng’s lips. “Mother, Chutian is exhausted. Please take her back to rest and leave the remaining matters to me. I will handle the cleanup; there is no need for Chutian to get her hands dirty.”

He could not bear the thought of such a lovely girl staining her palms with blood. In his mind, certain tasks were strictly meant for a man to execute.

“Very well.” Yun Chutian beamed. It appeared their relationship had advanced significantly during this journey to Tianhuang City. “Chutian, we should head out first. Nianfeng will catch up with us shortly.”

“Understood!” Yun Chutian turned her gaze toward Yun Nianfeng. “Brother Nianfeng, I will be waiting for your return at the inn.” She no longer felt any desire to remain within the confines of this palace.

That night in Tianhuang City, many were jolted from their slumber by a sense of terror. Bone-chilling screams echoed from afar, filling the citizens with a deep sense of dread. No one could say for certain what nightmare was unfolding.

The dawn brought news of a total massacre within the city. Not a single person who had once tormented Yun Chutian was left breathing. Wang Xuelian, too, had met a gruesome end.

To ensure Wang Xuelian was reunited with her kin, Yun Nianfeng had banished her soul to the Huaxia underworld. The moment she laid eyes on her parents, who were enduring the agonies of the eighteen levels of hell, she broke into desperate sobs and tried to flee.

However, escaping the underworld is an impossible feat once one has arrived.

Consequently, Wang Xuelian’s heart was filled with hatred for Li Cuicui. Had she not been fed those lies and stories, she might never have blundered into such a fatal error.

Being the daughter of the Prime Minister was a life of privilege; she cursed her own stupidity for ever provoking Yun Nianfeng and Yun Chutian.

But no matter how deep her regret, it changed nothing.

On the Seven Province Continent.

A storyteller was recounting recent events to a captivated audience who hung on his every word.

“Legend says the seventh princess of Tianhuang City was a natural genius, mastering medicine without a single teacher. Sadly, she was surrounded by villains. Her own sister, the second princess, not only stole her achievements but framed her for a poisoning. This led to the seventh princess nearly being burned alive.”

“Is that so? How did she survive?” a listener inquired.

The storyteller gave a knowing smile. “It is quite the tale. Just as the flames were about to consume her, a woman resembling a deity descended upon a dragon to save her. That woman was none other than the monarch of our continent, Yun Luofeng!”

“Yun Luofeng? Why would she interfere? I heard she is incredibly discerning and rarely bothers with commoners.”

“Haha, you lack the full picture. That seventh princess was actually Yun Luofeng’s daughter in a past life. Yun Luofeng spent years searching for her, finally locating her reincarnation in Tianhuang City. Why else would she rescue a complete stranger?” The storyteller flicked his fan, his eyes shining with reverence. “Furthermore, I hear the seventh princess—now named Yun Chutian—is deeply in love with her childhood friend, Yun Nianfeng, who is Yun Luofeng’s son. Their wedding is imminent.”

“What a wonderful story,” the crowd cheered in unison.

Only the divine son of Yun Luofeng was a fitting match for the peerless beauty of the seventh princess.

“Yun Nianfeng, the son of the monarch, loves Yun Chutian profoundly. During their stay in Tianhuang City, the Prime Minister’s daughter tried to seduce him, only to be humiliated by the Young Master. His heart belongs solely to Yun Chutian. There is a proverb: those who are loved are always bold because they know they have their lover’s support. This perfectly describes Yun Chutian.”

As the storyteller sighed in admiration and the crowd gasped, they failed to notice the two subjects of the tale sitting in the back, listening with amusement.

“Hey,” Yun Chutian said, cracking a melon seed as she looked at Yun Nianfeng, “Brother Nianfeng, they are saying you are the only one worthy of me.”

Yun Nianfeng’s lips tilted upward. “Is that not the truth?”

Summoning her courage, Yun Chutian whispered, “But... I am thinking about running away from the wedding in a few days.”

Yun Nianfeng’s face instantly darkened. “What did you say?”

“Brother Nianfeng, isn't there a concept in Huaxia called a destination wedding? I don't want a massive banquet. Why don't we have a destination wedding instead?”

Since visiting Huaxia, Yun Chutian had picked up many new ideas. Though her visits were infrequent, she often craved the food there and begged Yun Luofeng to take her back. It was during those trips she learned about traveling weddings.

“Fine.” Realizing she still intended to marry him, his mood brightened. “We will do it your way. Whatever you desire, we shall do.”

“Brother Nianfeng, you treat me so well!” Yun Chutian laughed happily, leaning her head against his shoulder.

“The storyteller mentioned a saying earlier: those who are loved are secure because they have a backer. No matter how stubborn or difficult you become, it is fine because I will always spoil you. I am happy to resolve any trouble you cause. All that matters is that you stay by my side forever.”

His requirements for happiness were simple: her presence was enough.

“Really?” Yun Chutian’s eyes sparkled. “Then let’s write to Mother and Father this instant. We’ll tell them the banquet is canceled and we are getting married while we travel!”

“Of course,” Yun Nianfeng replied with a tender smile.

For the rest of his life, he was prepared to let her cause whatever chaos she wished, and his love for her would remain unchanged.