General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 1250

Chapter 1250: Two-way Rush

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Seeing this, Su Xiaoxiao quickly turned around and squatted down to look at the Saintess. “Cheng Xin, what’s wrong?”

The Saintess seemed to be enduring the pain of the heavenly tribulation as she rolled on the ground. She could not speak and could only let out her most instinctive wail.

Wei Xu and Ling Yun walked out of the house.

Su Xiaoxiao hugged Cheng Xin.

Wei Xu’s expression changed slightly. “Xiaoxiao, be careful!”

As a martial artist, he could tell that the Saintess was in a very dangerous state and might accidentally injure Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and said, “It’s fine, Dad. She can’t hurt me.”

It was strange. Not only was she not injured when the Saintess’ internal energy hit her, but she also felt very comfortable.

She did not understand what was going on.

However, her father-in-law’s worry was not unreasonable. If the Saintess strangled her to death with a whip, she would not be able to withstand it.

Wei Xu rushed over immediately and took the Saintess’s whip.

The Saintess grabbed her hair and wailed, “Ah—ah—”

Suddenly, she opened her mouth to bite her tongue.

Su Xiaoxiao stuffed her wrist into her mouth without thinking.

With a heavy bite, Su Xiaoxiao’s wrist bled.

The taste of blood in her mouth seemed to have brought the Saintess back to her senses.

She instantly fell silent and relented in a daze, looking at Su Xiaoxiao guiltily like a child who had done something wrong.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t care about her injuries. Instead, she asked her, “Do you still feel uncomfortable?”

The Saintess shook her head blankly.

She pointed at Su Xiaoxiao’s wrist. “Your hand.”

Su Xiaoxiao endured the pain and smiled. “Bite me gently next time.”

The Saintess nodded, but quickly shook her head. “No, bite.”

Su Xiaoxiao was amused. “Get up.”

The Saintess was about to get up when another terrifying explosion sounded from the dome.

The Saintess hugged her head and cried out in pain again.

Su Xiaoxiao called out to her, “Cheng Xin!”

The Saintess’ gaze became fierce bit by bit.

Wei Xu quickly pulled Su Xiaoxiao over.

“It’s fine, Dad.” Su Xiaoxiao walked out from behind Wei Xu again. “Cheng Xin, it’s me.”

Ling Yun frowned.

The Saintess clenched her fists tightly.

She turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao’s bleeding wrist and stood up with a whoosh. She tapped her toes and flew out of the Azure Cloud Palace.

Jing Yi had just gone to the Flying Cloud Palace. When he heard that Su Xiaoxiao was here, he came over without a word.

The Saintess brushed past his head.

He looked at the Saintess strangely and strode towards Su Xiaoxiao. “Where is she going?”

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head. “I’m not sure. When she heard the thunder, she suddenly had a headache and lost control.”

Jing Yi said, “I’ll go look for her.”

“Wait a moment.”

Su Xiaoxiao left Qingyun Palace and found an empty corner to enter the pharmacy. She took out a tranquilizer.

She returned to the courtyard and handed the tranquilizer to Ling Yun. “If she loses control and hurts you or herself, use this. Do you know how to use it?”

Jing Yi nodded. “Yes, I’ve seen Wei Ting use it.”

Jing Yi brought the tranquilizer to look for the Saintess.

Su Xiaoxiao asked, “What was the situation with the Saintess just now? She seems to be hostile to me. Is she going to become the Cheng Qingyao of the past?”

“The process of becoming a puppet is the process of a person’s soul gradually dying. In a sense, Cheng Qingyao is already dead and won’t come back to life.”

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wei Xu.

“General Wei didn’t completely become a puppet back then. General Wei’s situation is different from the Saintess’s, but…”

“But what?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Ling Yun said seriously, “The Saintess’ situation is also a little special. She seems to have developed her own thoughts. I can’t explain why it happened for the time being.”

Perhaps after becoming a puppet, the Saintess did not kill endlessly.

The thunder had stopped. It was raining heavily outside.

Xing’er closed the window and went to boil a pot of hot tea.

Wei Xu looked at his two sons solemnly.

Wei Liulang immediately pushed the blame away. “It was Little Seven who pulled Jing Yi and me there. We only knew what he and Ling Yun were up to when we got there. I didn’t do anything. It was Little Seven who lured Xiahou Qing out alone!”

Wei Xu’s gaze landed on Wei Ting’s face.

Wei Ting took out 6,000 taels of silver and an IOU of 500 gold coins without changing his expression and placed it in front of Su Xiaoxiao. “Wife, these are for the family expenses.”

Su Xiaoxiao was speechless.

And so was Wei Xu.

He would deal with these two young brats in the future… Wei Xu said, “Based on my understanding of Ling Yun, he didn’t expose his identity this time to ruin Madam Ru’s gift or fight for the position of City Lord. He did it to protect all of us.”

Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

The Assassin Alliance was already troublesome enough. The mastermind who harmed the Wei family was very likely Xiahou Qing’s uncle.

Only Xiahou Qing could suppress such a difficult and dangerous situation.

However, the price of doing so was also huge.

There was too much commotion today, and the truth always came out, there was no concealing the truth. The news that Ling Yun was Xiahou Qing’s eldest son would spread very quickly.

At that time, he would become a thorn in the side of forces like Madam Ru, Heavenly Jade Hall, and the Thousand Possibilities Pavilion.

This was not counting the City Lord’s adopted sons.

In order to protect them, he decided to attract all the firepower to himself.

Wei Xu said seriously, “We have to protect Ling Yun, Palace Lord, and the entire Hundred Flowers Palace.”

They nodded in unison.

Although Wei Ting loved to scam this “brother”, he would never allow others to touch a single hair on Ling Yun’s head.

Wei Liulang would never let anyone hurt his sons’ master.

There was no need for Su Mo to say anything.

The Hundred Flowers Palace had also protected them.

The matters of the Hundred Flowers Palace were his business.

Su Xuan smiled quietly. “Count me in.”