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

Chapter 261 Little 5, do you miss your senior sister?

The city of Fuyang was teeming with people. Xue Lan led Xue Tong and the other person through it, their steps swift, like a black gust of wind.

The two people behind them were struggling to keep up.

The two bruises on the woman's face, inflicted by Wu Yijun and Yan Chengxue, had been covered up by this person the moment they entered the city. There was no trace of it whatsoever.

"You're going to see Cui Wu, should Lu Feng and I wait here?" Xue Tong couldn't help but ask the man telepathically.

Xue Lan followed the thread of cause and effect tethering her wrist and walked forward, replying quickly, "No need, we just want the two of them to meet."

Lu Feng is the protagonist of the storyline, and even Xue Lan's ruthless actions couldn't completely turn him into a mortal. It's as if all his years of effort have been in vain; Xue Lan has given up hope of stopping his cultivation.

The only thing I want to verify now is whether I have affected the marriage between Lu Feng and Cui Wu.

This is also one of the reasons why Xue Lan came to Fuyang City.

If their karmic ties remain unaffected, she'll be quite unhappy.

Xue Tong vaguely understood something, and instead of speaking, she obediently followed Xue Lan.

As the causal lines on her wrist grew hot, Xue Lan stopped at a corner.

Xue Tong looked at the person in front of her turn around and straightened her clothes: "Do I look like a qualified senior sister now?"

Xue Tong looked Xue Lan up and down. This person had indeed taken great care in grooming himself before going out today. He had changed his previous lazy and unrefined appearance. His hair was neatly tied up with a hairpin, and his clothes were also carefully selected, a gorgeous black.

The girl slowly raised her finger and pointed to the black clothes on Xue Lan's body.

"Cui Wu doesn't like it."

Xue Lan then remembered her fifth son's prejudice against Jin Ye Duan. The woman turned around lightly in front of Xue Tong, and her clothes turned into a warm ginger yellow.

Bright and substantial.

Xue Tong's eyes suddenly lit up, and she immediately decided, "This is it!"

Xue Lan is far too easily swayed by color.

Wearing black makes one resemble ink clouds, while wearing cyan makes one resemble green bamboo.

The red color resembles a raging fire, while the bright yellow resembles a warm and lush wheat field.

She looks like Xue Lan as a senior sister.

"Is it really okay?"

Hearing the girl's words, Xue Lan wavered. Having no other choice, Xue Tong steeled herself and pushed the person out...

Since Cui Wu became the de facto lord of Fuyang City, he has been constantly busy.

However, she has maintained a habit over the past nine years: no matter how many things she has to do each month, she will always take a day to walk around the city.

Today is no different. The rotation of soldiers has ended. Zhu He stayed at Luoxia Mountain to recuperate, while Long Siyin led her troops to the wasteland battlefield.

After everything paused briefly, she and Lin Xiang, who was staying in Fuyang City and unwilling to return to the capital, walked on the street, watching the smoke rising from both sides of the long street, and chatting about some political matters as they walked.

"In short, that's how it is. Although Miss Xue has already left the capital, I still have to tell you according to His Majesty's wishes." Lin Deng said as he walked with Cui Wu toward the city gate.

"Understood!" Cui Wu responded softly.

Having served as an official for many years, half his time was spent working, and the other half was spent trying to guess the emperor's intentions. Prime Minister Lin keenly sensed that Cui Wu was somewhat displeased after he had just finished discussing the matter of Miss Xue. His usually expressionless lips drooped slightly, and it seemed as if invisible ears were hanging from his head.

Lyndon: Is this a child?

Lin Xiang realized he had said the wrong thing and was eager to make amends.

He feared that if Cui Wu became depressed, the two lieutenants beside her would notice, and he would be dragged away by those two big men and suffer physical pain, just like many years ago.

“Let me treat you to dinner!” Linden turned to Cui Wu and said, “There’s a noodle shop near the city gate that has pretty good braised noodles.”

Cui Wu suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Or do you want to go to a restaurant?" Lin Deng thought Cui Wu looked down on the roadside noodle stall, so he moved closer and asked tentatively.

Unfortunately, he didn't receive a reply from Cui Wu. The woman spoke softly, uttering two words in a low voice:

"Sister..."

Senior sister?

Lyndon then realized that there might be someone in front of him. Just as he was about to turn around to look, he felt a strong force on his shoulder.

"Hiss!" Lyndon gasped, his vision blurring. He forced himself to look ahead, and what came into view was the hem of a ginger-yellow skirt.

Cui Wu's eyes welled up with tears as he looked at the woman who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

Xue Lan seems unchanged.

"Senior Sister," Cui Wu called out again. The woman who was massaging Linden's shoulder turned her head slightly, revealing a bright smile:

"Xiao Wu, do you miss your senior sister?"

Cui Wu took two steps forward and grasped Xue Lan's hand that was gripping Lin Deng's shoulder: "Senior Sister, stop! This is the Prime Minister of Da Shun! We can't kill him!"

Xue Lan: Huh?

She let go of Lyndon's shoulder.

Linden rubbed his shoulder and jumped away, only then seeing the person in front of him. The person who had almost crushed his shoulder was a young woman dressed in ginger yellow, with a beautiful face, soft almond eyes, and a cute and obedient appearance.

Unfortunately, his pupils were completely grayish-white...

Wait, it's all gray and white!

Before Xue Lan could say anything more, she saw the man she had just grabbed bow first: "Linden greets Miss Xue."

Xue Lan flexed her wrists and shielded Cui Wu behind her: "Does this Minister Lin know my name?"

Her voice carried an unparalleled chill, which made Lyndon shiver.

However, he still braced himself and replied, "I have served Your Majesty for many years and have heard of your name, young lady."

Xue Lan nodded, a playful smile in her voice: "I just heard that Lord Lin is going to invite my junior sister to dinner? Let's go!"

Linden was a shrewd man; he immediately understood why Xue Lan had pinched him from her tone. He was instantly filled with regret, but he still had to maintain a smile.

"please!"

The group headed towards Cao's braised noodles stall at the city gate, with Xue Tong and Lu Feng joining them along the way. Lin Deng keenly noticed that since that young man appeared before Cui Wu, Xue Lan's hostility towards him had lessened considerably.

At this moment, Xue Tong secretly walked up behind Lin Deng. Her voice was clear and bright, but she deliberately lowered it: "Please don't be offended, sir. Xue Lan has just been a senior sister for too long."

Lyndon couldn't help but ask, "Has she always been like this?"

Xue Tong glanced at Xue Lan, who was staring intently at Lu Feng, making the young man wish he could die right then and there.

"No, it's not that... it's just that Cui Wu... is my junior sister, you know what I mean."

Lyndon put himself in his younger sister's shoes, thinking about what would happen if someone acted like he had just done...

Lin Xiang shuddered, feeling deep resentment towards himself.

Forget about massaging his shoulder, I'd smash a bowl and make him eat it.

Suddenly I could understand that Miss Xue.