The Lucky Farm Girl-Chapter 59 - Xuan Mo Apologizes_1

Chapter 59: Chapter 59 Xuan Mo Apologizes_1

Chapter 59 -59 Xuan Mo Apologizes_1

Like lightning, he arrived in front of Yang Mengchen; Long Xuanmo gripped the armrests of the chair she sat on, trapping her, and looked down at her with pitch-black pupils that revealed not a trace of light but seemed as if flames were fiercely burning within, resembling the ghostly fire of the netherworld, fierce yet ice-cold, exuding a bone-chilling coldness that made one’s heart tremble with fear.

The title of Juvenile War God wasn’t something that was simply conjured up; it was forged through countless battles and carnage. Many people could not withstand such blood-soaked murderous aura.

“What did you say?” Each word seemed to be squeezed out from between Long Xuanmo’s clenched teeth.

Lifting her eyelids slightly to look at Long Xuanmo, Yang Mengchen wore an indifferent expression, completely unaffected by the murderous aura and chill emanating from him.

The four Yang brothers rushed forward in unison, trying to pull Long Xuanmo away to rescue their sister, only to be repelled several steps back by a strong aura. Concerned about their sister’s safety, they charged at Long Xuanmo once more.

Mo Feng and Mo Lei stepped forward in turn, intending to stop the four brothers.

The brothers exchanged glances, and Yang Chengyou and Yang Chenghong tacitly engaged Mo Feng and Mo Lei respectively, as a fight erupted in the room.

Yang Chengrong and Yang Cheng’an continued to charge toward Long Xuanmo, devoid of any reverence for him, their hearts instead filled with raging fury.

Feeling two auras attacking from behind, Long Xuanmo’s eyes remained fixed on Yang Mengchen as he casually waved his right hand, causing Yang Chengrong and Yang Cheng’an to be frozen in place while in full sprint.

One’s family is Yang Mengchen’s Achilles’ heel; whoever touches it will undoubtedly meet a certain death!

Long Xuanmo was a prince; even if they could not kill him, they certainly couldn’t let him off easily!

Several black glints flashed by; although Long Xuanmo dodged quickly, he was still unable to avoid two Black Needles and instantly felt an unbearable, severe pain at the points of impact, rendering him immobile as well, although his stern face did not betray any reaction. He just stared at Yang Mengchen with eyes filled with amazement and shock.

The little girl should be only about ten years old, right? Although she didn’t seem to possess a trace of Inner Strength, her Flying Needle Skill was simply divine and incredible!

As if she hadn’t noticed Long Xuanmo’s complex gaze, Yang Mengchen walked towards Yang Chengrong and Yang Cheng’an and released their acupoints with her hands.

The two brothers, now free, asked their sister urgently, “Are you alright, ninth sister?”

No matter how strong their sister was, in their hearts, protecting her was an unquestionable duty!

Yang Mengchen smiled and shook her head.

For another man, the little girl actually dealt with him without mercy. Long Xuanmo’s heart was filled with mixed feelings, his dark eyes unfathomably deep.

All of a sudden, seeing that their master was immobilized, Mo Feng and Mo Lei were extremely surprised. Their master had mastered the true teachings of Old Man Wuwei and was nearly unbeatable in the world. How could he falter today?

They wanted to rush to their master’s aid immediately, but Yang Chengyou and Yang Chenghong entangled them tightly with bizarre and ruthless moves, leaving them struggling to keep up and unable to break free. These brothers seemed several years younger than them, yet their martial skills were on par with, if not slightly superior to, theirs. If word of this spread, where would the pride of the Hidden Guard chiefs lie?

Nan Feng and Leng Xiao watched with brightening eyes, eager to spar with the Yang brothers. Unfortunately, without their master’s command, they could only suppress their enthusiasm and watch the fight.

Xiao Wanxue rushed in upon hearing the sounds of the fight, doing her best to ignore the fear she felt towards Long Xuanmo and protectively positioned herself in front of Yang Mengchen.

“Don’t think that just because you’re a prince, you can bully Mengchen sister!”

Zi Jin stood protectively in front of Xiao Wan Xue.

Shopkeeper Luo and the maids and sisters who followed closely exchanged glances upon seeing the situation inside the room and discreetly retreated to stand guard outside the door.

Yang Chengrong looked intently at Xiao Wan Xue, who disregarded her own safety to protect her sister, his eyes filled with inexplicable emotions and brightness.

Mo Feng and Mo Lei were at a loss after hearing Xiao Wan Xue’s words, thinking who was bullying whom; couldn’t Ms. Xiao see?

The rest had been stunned by the sudden turn of events and only came to their senses when Xiao Wan Xue’s angry shout rang out.

Doctor Luo and his wife, along with Luo Jingyao, immediately went to Yang Mengchen’s side. Lady Luo glared at Long Xuanmo and said coldly, “Does Prince Chen think that Mengmeng has no support and can be bullied at will? My Luo family will never agree to this!”

The Xiao Hongtao Couple also stood protectively around Yang Mengchen, their intent clear without words.

Seeing the stern Long Xuanmo, Luo Jingrui didn’t hesitate to side with Yang Mengchen.

Putting aside the fact that their ninth sister had enhanced the Luo family’s reputation, her genuine kindness and contribution to the family were enough for him to acknowledge her as his sister. Moreover, Ziyu still needed her medical skills. Even if Xuan Mo was shocked that Ziyu was poisoned, it was no excuse to be so reckless; this time, Xuan Mo was wrong!

Hua Ziyu had no martial arts skills, but he could see that Mo Feng and Mo Lei were increasingly at a disadvantage. Now, even if they wanted to stop, it was impossible. So he turned to look at Yang Mengchen.

“Since learning of my coma, my cousin has been so anxious that he neither slept nor rested, and rushed back from the frontier. Now, hearing that I was poisoned, he acted rashly and impulsively. Please, Ms. Yang, forgive any offense! Also, please ask your Yang family brothers to stop!”

Not only my cousin, even I was utterly shocked and could hardly believe it when Ms. Yang spoke. All Imperial Physicians claimed that my frailty was due to prenatal damage, but Ms. Yang had overturned their diagnosis. No wonder my cousin was upset.

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With a sincere tone, a beseeching look, and a proper attitude, and considering that Hua Ziyu was a patient, and Long Xuanmo truly appeared travel-worn with bloodshot eyes, Yang Mengchen decided not to hold a grudge and called her brothers back.

In an instant, Yang Chengyou and Yang Cheng’an simultaneously ceased their attacks, their figures shifted eerily back to their sister’s side.

The two of them were neither red-faced nor out of breath; they looked lively, whereas Mo Feng and Mo Lei were bruised and battered—an unenviable sight that surprised everyone.

“Since the misunderstanding has been cleared, is Ms. Yang willing to release Xuan Mo?” Nangong Lingfei felt compelled to plead with Yang Mengchen, as he was simply unable to untangle the enigma of her Flying Needle Skill.

Yang Mengchen walked over to Long Xuanmo, swiftly removed two Black Needles with ghostly speed, gave him a pill, and was about to leave when she suddenly heard Long Xuanmo quietly say, “I’m sorry!” She raised her eyebrows slightly, gave him a glance, and then walked away without looking back.

Watching her retreating figure, Long Xuanmo’s eyes darkened.

Everyone looked at Long Xuanmo as if they had seen a ghost, the typically aloof Prince Chen had actually apologized of his own volition; had the sun risen from the west?

“Ms. Yang, are you certain that Ziyu was poisoned?” Nangong Lingfei asked urgently.

Yang Mengchen responded with a question, “Don’t tell me none of the Imperial Physicians diagnosed him with poisoning? If so, those doctors might as well go home and hold their babies.”

Seeing that everyone remained silent, Yang Mengchen was somewhat surprised and puzzled; logically, those who worked at the Imperial Hospital should have excellent medical skills. Even if one doctor made a diagnostic error, it couldn’t be possible that all of them did, could it?

“Not only did the Imperial Physicians fail to diagnose it, but so did I,” Doctor Luo admitted shamefully. “Although I suspected something, I could never find any signs of poisoning in Ziyu, thus I could only treat him for deficiency syndrome.”