Chapter 299: The Benevolent Son of the North Star

o many people vying for my attention, they lined up from the imperial palace gates to Yongshou Street, you know."Feeling Yun An'an's questioning expression, Old Wangye puffed up his chest proudly and...: []

Bei Chen Rongrong wanted to know, what was Yun An'an's purpose in returning to Bei Chen City, was it to... seek revenge

"There's no need for the Princess to worry about this. I will accompany AnAn in whatever she wants to do."

Beichen Lin's words were a way of telling Beichen Rongrong that Yun An'an's return, whether for revenge or other reasons, had nothing to do with her.

This is also a warning to Beichen Rongrong. If she doesn't want trouble, it's best to stay away and not get involved in this matter.

"You..."

Beichen Rongrong wanted to speak up in rebuttal, but the words were swallowed back down.

Although she disliked Beichenlin very much, for the sake of his five years of care for An'an, she could only suppress the unease in her heart.

Yun'an, after taking her medicine, was fast asleep. Although she faintly heard familiar voices, she didn't want to open her eyes as she was in a dream.

For some reason, ever since I returned to the Beichen capital, a tree has appeared in my dreams.

That withered tree seemed to have a psychic connection with her, an indescribable feeling linking her to it.

Quietly, Yun sat quietly under the withered tree, her blood-colored eyes gazing at the crimson hell around her.

Between heaven and earth, she was only accompanied by the withered tree, feeling deeply lonely.

She slept soundly through the day and when she finally woke up again, Yun Anan lazily lifted her head to see Beichen Lin sitting not far away, keeping watch over her.

"Woke up."

When Jian Yun'an woke up, Bei Chenlin got up and walked forward, gently kissing her forehead.

"What do you want to eat, I'll make it right away."

"I have no appetite."

As the two were speaking, several sounds came from outside the door.

Old Wang Ye, Yun Qian Shan, and You Chang Yuan, three people carrying large and small bags, entered the courtyard.

Yun Qian Shan, leading the way, held a hen in one hand. Upon seeing Bei Chen Lin, he tossed the hen to him.

Old Wang held several turtles in his left hand and a large, magnificent lingzhi mushroom in his right.

"Lin'er, stew all of this together in one pot."

The old hen cackled and clucked, the pond turtles crawled back and forth, and the sound of three old men chattering added to the noise, making the courtyard suddenly bustling.

"Yun An'an had just woken up."

Beichen Lin's face was gloomy. He didn't care how these three had found their way to Tianxiang Building, calling them "mother hen" and "turtle" … It wasn't like they were postpartum!

Moreover, he strongly suspected the three old men weren't there to see Yun An an. If they were, why would they be carrying wine

Yu Changyuan stood behind Old Wangye and Yun Qian Shan, with two jugs of liquor slung across his neck. He was also carrying two more jugs in his hands.

What they meant was to visit the patient, but people who didn't know thought it meant to kill them.

"Huh Just woke up Then it's perfect~ It's great that the three of us came together."

Old Wang grinned, automatically ignoring Beichen Lin's dark face.

"Little one, grandpa's still hungry, so could you please make some food Oh my~ It's really cold outside."

Rubbing his hands together, Old Wang Ye took the lead in stepping into the house. Yun Qian Shan and Yu Chang Yuan followed suit, the three elders gathering around the brazier, stretching out their paws to warm themselves.

Holding a plump old hen in one hand and with several turtles crawling before him, Bei Chen Lin's face was as dark as it could be.

In the room, Yun Anan leaned half against the window, a purple guiyu burning in front of her.

When Yu Changyuan first stepped in, he smelled the fragrance of Ziguijuyu. Although Ziguijuyu has the word "jade," it is actually just the resin oil of the purple gui tree. It can indeed replace Lingxi incense to suppress pain.

So that's it, the one who bought Qing Yuanqin Zi Guiyu and Xinghe from the black market yesterday was Yun'er.

Noticing Yu Changyuan's gaze, Yun An'an just smiled, understanding the old man's thoughts.

"The black market auction's galaxy is fake. The real galaxy is in Phoenix Immortal Island's library, casually stacked on the ground."

"Aren't you a little worm living in my stomach How do you know exactly what I'm thinking"

In five years, how did this girl manage to develop the ability to see through people's hearts with just one glance

The room was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus. Yun An sat half-leaning against the window, lazily propping her arms up, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Yun'ya tou."

Old Wang took a bite of the pastry in his plate and looked at Yun An'an, then said:

"I've already sent someone to the Thunderclap Marsh. Let's focus on healing ourselves until we find the Heavenly Bamboo Fruit. Besides, I've discussed this with your father as well."

As they were talking, Old Master Wang nudged Yun Qian Shan with his elbow.

Though Yun Qian Shan looked reluctant, he nodded anyway.

"Let's put revenge aside for now and focus on getting better. Once we're healthy, we can do whatever we want, even blow up the palace. Father would support you."

Yunshianshan felt heartbroken. If Qin Shuang were still alive, there might be a way to save Yun Annan even without the Tianzhuo fruit.

But...

Oh my~

He let out a deep sigh, no words coming out. Yun Qianshan's eyes turned red again.

Looking at her old master, Wang Ye, and Yun Qian Shan persuading her, Yun An An's gaze fell upon Yu Chang Yuan.

"Is Dean Yu also here to persuade me"

"Yes, but you may not be able to hear what old man says."

Yu Changyuan spoke plainly, and he believed that even if Old Wangye and Yun QianShan, the two old foxes, tried to persuade her, they would never make Yun An'an give up on revenge.

"But I still have to advise you, you know your body better than we do. It's most important to get well first."

The three of them were all genuinely concerned about Yun An'an. Knowing that Yun An'an had died and come back to life, the three of them celebrated all night, so happy they couldn't sleep.

But the three of them also understood that Yun An'an had come back only for Beichen Yi.

Speaking of Beichen Yi, Yun Qian Shan remembered something.

"Old Wang, will there be a palace banquet in a few days At that time, can civil and military officials bring their families to attend the palace banquet If you go, please give Zhu Fugui a message for me."

"What are you saying"

Old Wang raised his teacup and took a sip, his eyes full of impatience. He was still undecided whether to attend the palace banquet or not.

Besides, I haven't attended the palace banquets for a few years now. Seeing Beichen Yi just makes me feel agitated. This year, I don't want to go either. It's better to stay with Yun An An and enjoy some food and drinks.

Lao Wangye and Yun Qian Shan were talking, when Yun An An suddenly mentioned the palace banquet on the side, a smile deepening at the corner of her lips.

Seeing Yun'an's lip corner with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, and the chill in her eyes, the two of them felt a shiver down their spines. Could it be that this little girl was planning to...

"Yun Yato, what are you going to do"

"Old Wang, there's no need to be so nervous. I won't cause any trouble."

The more Yun An'an said this, the more uneasy everyone felt in their hearts.

My gut tells me this girl's up to something.

After more than an hour, Bei Chenlin returned to the room with a big pot of nourishing soup.

In the big pot, there are old hens, turtles, and thousands of years old lingzhi mushrooms, and so on.

Far away, three old men smelled the fragrance. When they saw the delicious food bubbling in the pot, their mouths watered.

"Look, Yun'ya doesn't have much of an appetite now, and she can't waste food. Otherwise, we'll just help you solve it."

Old Wang picked up his chopsticks and grabbed a chicken leg, taking a big bite. The moment the chicken entered his mouth, his expression was one of pure bliss.

The clouds on the side, Qian Shan and You Changyuan had been itching to start for a while. They also picked up a whole chicken and placed it in the dish before them. They tore off chicken legs with their hands and took big bites.

Sipping wine and eating at the same time, the house was filled with a peculiar mix of the smell of alcohol and meat, mingled with the scent of zhigui yù...

"Have some soup."

Beichen Lin ladled a bowl of soup for Yun An'an, the soup brimming with essence.

Yun'an shook her head, sniffing the fragrant aroma but still had no appetite.

Just drink it down, good boy.

Sitting beside Yun'an An, Bei Chen Lin gently stirred a spoonful of soup, blew it to cool before feeding it to Yun'an An's mouth.

"Did you add lemongrass in there"

She couldn't usually taste anything in her ordinary soup, but this one had added "jiuji grass". The moment it touched her tongue, a flood of savory flavors surged onto her taste buds. Coupled with Beichen Lin's exceptional cooking skills, she was truly amazed.

"I'll also try it and see if they eat it without any problems. I guess this grass cooked in soup shouldn't have any toxic side effects."

Beichen Lin had only ever tried using shepherd's purse to make scallion pancakes. There wasn't much to say about the meat filling of the pancakes clashing with the shepherd's purse, but it was different for soup. He worried that purslane would clash with some kind of food, and would harm Yun Annan's body again.

However, when he saw that the three of You Changyuan had eaten for a while without any reaction, he felt relieved and let Yun An'an drink the soup.

King Wang, with a mouthful of softshell turtle meat, wore an expression that was hard to describe as he looked at Bei Chen Lin.

Yu Changyuan let out a long, hearty laugh.

"My dear grandson, this here is your own flesh and blood!"

Luckily, the three of them are fine. Had anything happened to them, this kid would have killed their murderer.

"No way!"

Yu Changyuan seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the grass floating in the pot and then at the chicken leg in his hand.

"Tweet, tweet, grass is not for feeding livestock, is it"

Here, have another sip.

Beichen Lin ignored Yu Changyuan's gaze and continued feeding Yun Anan soup.

But even though it was a herb used to treat indigestion in animals, the three old men finished the entire pot of soup.

Having eaten and drunk their fill, the three old men, with hiccups rising and falling, patted each other on the shoulders and waved goodbye to Yun'an.

"Yun Ya Tou, old man is leaving now, see you tomorrow!"

"My dear girl, father is going home first. I'll come back to play with you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, hiccup!!"

Three people walked tremblingly, Yunan was worried, fortunately Wang Zhuanggui appeared in time and took on the task of sending the three old men home.

"Rest assured, Cloud Maiden."

Yun'an An was worried, but Wang Zhuangui was even more worried than Yun'an An.

These three old men are no ordinary people.

Lord Lao Wangye, the oldest prince of Beichen Nation, is even bold enough to scold the current emperor.

Yu Changyuan, a top-three expert from the Seven Kingdoms in the distant past, was a carefree immortal and also the dean of Yingtian Academy.

Even though Yun Qianshan is no longer in official service, he still holds his head high and reminds everyone who his father is.

But if any of these three old men were to meet with an accident on their way out of Tianxiang Building, he wouldn't be able to make amends even if he were to sacrifice his entire family.for the ready-made food we bought at the Babaozhai.""How much did you take"Yun An'an frowned slightly, and directly asked for the result."Um...""Those little rascals almost emptied the Eight Treasures...