General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the Saintess steadily from upstairs. “The Saintess has become so powerful, but this move…”

This was her father-in-law’s move. He had used it to deal with the Saintess.

If the Saintess learned this move, did it mean that… the Saintess had recovered her past memories?

“Saintess…”

The Saintess still maintained her grip on Xiahou Yu’s throat in the deep pit.

The sound of bones breaking came from all over Xiahou Yu’s body. The blood in his chest surged and he could not help but vomit a large mouthful of blood.

“Damn it…”

He was completely… unable to move.

This woman… was also a puppet.

Where did it come from?

She was so fast and powerful. She killed Qing Luan in one move and injured him in another…

Xiahou Yu looked at the Saintess coldly.

The Saintess raised him high and threw him down heavily again.

“Uh-ah—”

Xiahou Yu, who was still insufferably arrogant just now, vomited a large mouthful of blood from the Saintess’s throw and fainted on the spot.

Just as the Saintess was about to stab him in the chest, a terrifying internal force with a burning aura suddenly attacked.

Su Xiaoxiao said, “Be careful!”

The Saintess grabbed Xiahou Yu and threw him at the other party.

The other party changed direction in time and slapped the storeroom at the side.

“My storeroom!”

The lady boss screamed frantically.

The other party caught Xiahou Yu and flew out of the embroidery building without fighting the Saintess.

Su Xiaoxiao jumped down and landed behind the Saintess. She was about to pull her sleeve when the Saintess suddenly slapped toward Su Xiaoxiao’s feet, stopping her from approaching.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the hole in front of her and then at the Saintess.

The Saintess did not turn around. She jumped onto the roof and disappeared.

Su Xiaoxiao frowned with a complicated expression.

Wuhu flapped its wings and flew over.

Su Xiaoxiao sighed. “Let’s go.”

Wuhu brought Su Xiaoxiao to look for Xiao Ruyan and the children.

“Madam! Can I really look for the City Lord Manor for my losses?”

“Sure!”

Su Xiaoxiao came to a quiet alley and saw Xiao Ruyan and the four children in the carriage.

Xiao Ruyan said, “We were followed just now, but it’s very strange. Those people who followed us suddenly disappeared.”

The Saintess must have dealt with them… Su Xiaoxiao looked at the bustling streets.

Saintess, where are you?

Why are you protecting us but refusing to see us?

–

City Lord’s Mansion.

The puppet brought Xiahou Yu back and placed him on Xiahou Yi’s rattan chair.

Xiahou Zheng looked at his dying brother and widened his eyes in disbelief. “How did this happen? Who did it? Where are the others? Where are the people protecting him?”

The puppet couldn’t speak and silently retreated to Xiahou Yi’s wheelchair.

Xiahou Yi pointed opposite.

The puppet walked over and took a bottle of medicine from the secret compartment and handed it to Xiahou Zheng.

At this moment, a woman in green fanned herself and entered.

She said softly, “It was the Second Young Madam of the Hundred Flowers Palace. She had a puppet stronger than the Qing Luan by her side. Just now, even I… was chased by her for a long time and almost couldn’t come back.”

Xiahou Zheng clenched his fists. “The Hundred Flowers Palace!”

The woman in green bowed to Xiahou Yi. “My lord, this is the second time that girl ruined our plan. Every time we wanted to threaten them, she quietly resolved it.”

The first time was when Su Xiaoxiao saved Qian Yao.

The second time was when he attacked Su Xiaoxiao and Xiahou Yu ended up being hurt.

The woman in green sighed. “Sigh, it seems like she’s given us an opening gambit.”

Xiahou Yi tapped his fingertips on the armrest of the wheelchair.

The woman in green smiled and said, “Qing’er understands.”

Xiahou Zheng fed his brother some medicine and said coldly, “I’ll make the Hundred Flowers Palace pay the price.”

The green-robed woman smiled and said, “Ah, there’s another news. The City Lord has returned from the Hundred Flowers Palace. Young Master, you should think about how to explain it to the City Lord. This plan… was very risky from the beginning.”

A dense killing intent flashed across Xiahou Zheng’s eyes. “I’ll make the Hundred Flowers Palace pay the price!”

Xiahou Zheng carried his brother out of Xiahou Yi’s courtyard.

The woman in green said to Xiahou Yi, “Then, Qing’er will go and execute the next step of the plan. This opening gambit will definitely not fail again.”

–

Su Xiaoxiao first sent Xiao Ruyan and Nie Xiaozhu back to the Nie family before returning to the Hundred Flowers Palace.

She told the Palace Lord, Wei Ting, Su Mo, Jing Yi, and Ling Yun what had happened in the embroidery building.

“Xiahou Yu saw Sister Xiao with me. I was worried that Sister Xiao and the others would be in danger. I wanted to invite Sister Xiao and the others to stay in the Hundred Flowers Palace for a few days, but Sister Xiao rejected me. Sister Xiao said that the people from the City Lord Manor won’t make things difficult for the Nie family. Although that’s the case, I’m still a little worried.”

The Palace Lord nodded. “I’ll borrow a puppet from Elder Yi later and get Qiongqi to protect the Nie family.”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “Thank you, Mother.”

Wei Ting was deep in thought.

Su Mo said nothing.

“What are you thinking about?” Jing Yi asked.

Su Mo said, “I’m thinking that they’re really bold.”

Wei Ting pondered and said, “Xiahou Yi is bold. He’s telling us that even with Xiahou Qing’s love for Ling Yun, he can do whatever he wants to the Hundred Flowers Palace.”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “What an arrogant guy.”

Wei Ting asked, “What’s with the Saintess you mentioned just now?”

Su Xiaoxiao recalled, “She used Dad’s move. I suspect that she remembers the past, and she became very powerful. I wonder if Elder Feng’s internal energy has been completely absorbed by her, or if she…”

She didn’t say the rest, but everyone understood.

If the Saintess was willing, she could continuously kill experts and absorb their internal energy.

Thousand Mountain Island did not lack experts.

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head. “Maybe it hasn’t come to that.”

Jing Yi looked at him. “Didn’t you say that the Saintess is already a puppet and won’t recover her memories?”

Ling Yun said, “It’s my first time practicing. I don’t have any experience. I might have made a mistake.”

Jing Yi was speechless.

Wei Ting paused and said to Su Xiaoxiao, “You have to be careful the next time you see the Saintess. The Saintess who has regained her memories will definitely want to kill us. She should be struggling with two memories now. I wonder if she’s Cheng Qingyao… or Cheng Xin.”

Seeing that Su Xiaoxiao was silent, the Palace Lord advised, “I think Little Ting makes sense. You have to be wary of the Saintess. You can’t approach her unguarded like today.”

Su Xiaoxiao touched the Saintess’ whip in her hand.

Cheng Xin.

Would I really… lose you?

–

The moon was dark and windy.

The woman in green shuttled gracefully through the night.

When she passed by an alley, she suddenly stopped and gently jumped down. She looked at the figure curled up in pain in the corner and covered her mouth with her folding fan. She smiled and said, “Aiya, isn’t this the puppet who chased after me for ten streets? Why doesn’t she seem to be working? Is she injured?”

She squatted down and raised the Saintess’s chin with her folding fan. “Tsk tsk, your face is so pale.”

She pinched the Saintess’ wrist again. “Eh? Your pulse is also strange. Have you gone berserk? Looking at your painful struggle… Did your memories not get wiped clean? Speaking of which, you’re a puppet of the Hundred Flowers Palace. Why didn’t you return to the Hundred Flowers Palace, but live alone on the streets? Is it because your master doesn’t want you anymore? Is it because you didn’t catch me?”

She let out a long sigh. “What a pity. If she doesn’t cherish such a good puppet, how about letting me cherish you? Your eyes tell me that you were very unhappy when I mentioned your master. Do you hate her for refining you into a puppet? Why don’t I help you kill her and return your freedom?”

The Saintess’ lips moved.

The woman in green raised her eyebrows. “What did you say? I didn’t hear you clearly.”

The Saintess grabbed her neck. “I said… don’t touch her!”

Pfft—

A short dagger stabbed into the Saintess’s stomach.

The woman in green held the hilt of the saber and smiled. “You’re feeling uneasy now and have gone berserk. You can’t even unleash 10% of your strength, and you still want to hurt me? This is your weakness, right? Although you’re very powerful during the day, because your memories haven’t been wiped clean, you’ll experience painful struggles every night. Your cultivation is worse than a beggar’s! A puppet without an owner is really pitiful.”

With that, she suddenly pushed the short dagger forward.

The Saintess fell into a pool of blood.