The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife Chapter 1490: 1490: A Joyous Day

Regarding the Netherworld Palace members' firm decision to enter the Secret Realm, Ji Qian harbored internal reservations. Individuals like Soul Destroyer, Demoness, Nightmare, and Illusion Fox all possessed significant attachments. The possibility of any one of them encountering misfortune would inevitably plunge another into despair. Even Ghost had Gu Xin patiently awaiting him in the East Sea; if Ghost were to meet with an accident, what would become of Gu Xin? Consequently, Ji Qian wished to prevent them from journeying together. However, once the warriors of the Netherworld Palace had committed to their course of action, Ji Qian found herself unable to intervene and could only permit their departure.

“You believe you must go, but I suspect not everyone is pleased with your departure. On the contrary, some are, deep down, unwilling for you to leave,” Wuyan stated after a brief pause.

“What exactly do you mean by that? Who would be unwilling for me to go?” Ji Qian inquired defensively.

“Are you not aware? I can confidently say that a considerable number of people hold this sentiment,” Wuyan elaborated. “For instance, the Main Gods from your overseas Underworld. They have been clinging to the hope that Ye Shikai would encounter trouble. Now that he is missing, if you were to locate him, would that not shatter their fervent desires?”

“Furthermore, certain Huaxia families harboring grievances against Ye Shikai would undoubtedly harbor malicious intentions. Should you attempt to rescue him, they would surely stand in your way.”

“The individual most opposed to you rescuing him is likely… Chen Yuxin,” Wuyan ventured, noting Ji Qian’s silence. Both women understood Chen Yuxin’s temperament; she would scarcely tolerate Ji Qian saving Ye Shikai, as it would be akin to another woman attempting to seduce her husband—especially given Ji Qian’s particular history with Ye Shikai. If Ji Qian succeeded in rescuing him, her standing in Ye Shikai’s heart would undoubtedly rise. Chen Yuxin would naturally not accept this outcome willingly.

“Speaking of which, the Chen family has been remarkably quiet lately,” Ji Qian mused. Chen Yuxin commanded the loyalty of many formidable individuals, not only the elders of the Chen family but also a clandestine Shadow Organization operating outside the family’s official structure. Most critically, with Ye Shikai’s current absence, predicting Chen Yuxin’s next move became an impossible task.

“Sect Leader Wuyan, Qian’er, so you were here all along,” Ji Tao announced as he slowly entered the premises.

“Father.”

“Family Head Ji.”

“Dinner has been prepared. Sect Leader Wuyan, please join us.”

“Very well, I am indeed feeling quite hungry. Wuyan, let us go and eat first,” Ji Qian suggested.

“Okay.”

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Qin Dynasty.

“Ling’er,” Ye Shikai addressed He Linghan, who stood before the vanity mirror, his gaze fixed upon her with an admiring smile. The resplendent crimson wedding gown, adorned with gold and silver ornaments, and accentuated by a touch of rouge, imparted an air of elegance and nobility, setting her apart from the common village women. Clad in such attire, He Linghan bore a striking resemblance to a “daughter of a distinguished family.” This vision evoked memories for Ye Shikai of his wedding to Su Qingyu, though she had worn a white gown. Nevertheless, true beauty, he reflected, lies fundamentally with the individual.

“Why have you arrived so early?” He Linghan’s cheeks flushed upon seeing him. By traditional customs, Ye Shikai was not expected until the evening.

“What truly matters? Such formalities are merely for show,” Ye Shikai remarked, placing a hand on her shoulder. He wryly observed that upon his return to Huaxia, he had yearned for a tranquil existence, yet a constant stream of complications had denied him any respite—until this very moment, when he could finally savor a period of genuine peace.

“No,” He Linghan demurred softly, drawing the crimson veil over her face.

“You shall have to wait until this evening for that.”

“Very well, I shall honor your wishes.” Understanding He Linghan’s bashfulness, a natural consequence of their feudal setting, Ye Shikai refrained from hastening matters and departed the room with measured steps.

“Master, after conferring with the other brothers, we have resolved that the guards should remain vigilant to ensure the village’s safety, just as a precaution. Since we will be indulging in food and drink here, I harbor concerns that brigands from the surrounding woods might decide to join our celebration,” Man Cang reported. He admitted he had nearly jeopardized Ye Shikai’s life previously, and thus, he dared not be remiss on this significant day. Given the abundance of wealth—gold, silver, fine fabrics—and provisions, he was certain the temptation for robbers would be immense.

“Very well, then. Take some spirits and silver to reward the brothers. Let us share in this joyous occasion,” Ye Shikai readily agreed.

“Understood. Thank you, Master.”

“Incidentally, have you happened to see Hua Liandie?” Ye Shikai inquired, a sudden recollection prompting the question. He felt uncertain about any missteps he might have made, having previously sent Hua Liandie away, and she had even expressly forbidden him from seeking her out. Women’s moods, he reflected, are notoriously unpredictable. Now, on his wedding day, Hua Liandie’s absence left him even more perplexed. She had pledged to attend his wedding ceremony.

“Well… I have not seen her for several days either. However, some of her personal guards remain here; I am confident she must be in the vicinity.”

“Alright, you all may dismiss now.” Ye Shikai made a gesture, understanding that their absence wasn’t their fault. Hua Liandie was a bit too whimsical, not considering the chaotic situation around her. At the very least, she ought to have left a message. Still, with a multitude of guards accompanying her, her safety should not be an issue.

“Yes, master. I shall lead the brothers to the village entrance.”

“Proceed.”

As per the arrangements, Ye Shikai was slated to ride a horse to He Linghan’s residence in the morning. His prior concern was securing a flower sedan and musicians, but He Linghan had already procured these from the county days before, alleviating any significant worries.

“Look, it’s General Ye. He appears so imposing, clad in armor and mounted on a warhorse.”

“Indeed. General Ye journeyed to the county and brought back a substantial amount of provisions, aiding our village during its difficult times.”

“General Ye’s wedding banquet has commenced; let us go and witness it.”

“Agreed, let’s head over.”

The procession advanced with the clang of gongs and the beat of drums, its melodious tunes drawing every villager, regardless of age. Numerous individuals joined the wedding procession, some even following closely behind Ye Shikai’s formidable warhorse.

“Villagers, I have prepared a grand feast at my home. Perhaps you could proceed there and await my arrival?” With such a large number of villagers participating in the celebration, Ye Shikai felt compelled to guide them onward.

“Very well, villagers, let’s proceed and clear the path for General Ye.” The Three Elders of the village assisted Ye Shikai in orchestrating their movement, and progressively, the villagers dispersed.

“General Ye, I must express my gratitude once more. Had it not been for the provisions you supplied, the village… would have been utterly helpless.”