Chapter Seven: I Picked Up a Little Sister

Zhao Xian sighed softly: "Sister, you are so clever; you should be able to see that someone wants to bring ruin to our family."

Caught in the embrace of this strange girl in white, Zhao Xian was utterly bewildered. He wanted to push her away, but the girl held him tightly. Faced with a young girl, he found himself at a loss for where to place his hands.

Who are you

Why is it like this now ... ... Seventh Brother, is Mother still around?

After the physical contact between the two individuals, Zhao Xian had already determined that the young girl before him could not be a ghost or anything of the sort. He boldly responded, "Miss... have we met before?"

I have always wanted to come back to see you, but the teacher has never allowed it, and even said that if I descend the mountain early, I will surely not live past the age of 15

Zhao Xian is already in the midst of the situation; since this young girl is his own sister, he does not wish for Zhao Ling'er to be involved as well

Having saved the young princess, Prince Su, Zhao Gong, naturally prepared a grand gift to express his gratitude. However, the old Taoist refused to accept any payment, stating plainly that although the young princess had escaped a great calamity, her health remained frail. If she were to continue residing in the royal mansion, she would not live beyond the age of fifteen

Seeing the girl in white suddenly appear before him like a ghost, Zhao Xian was startled once again. He covered his eyes with one hand and waved his other hand repeatedly, saying: "This lady... this heroine, we are separated by the realms of yin and yang, with no enmity or grievance between us, please do not harm me..."

Zhao Ling'er continued to cry, saying: "I followed my master to the mountain when I was five years old, and I can no longer remember where my home is. I only vaguely recall a large courtyard. It was not until yesterday, following the address given by my teacher, that I found my home, only to see that the entire courtyard was already empty. When I ran to the backyard, I saw the spirit tablets of my father and six older brothers, wuwuwu..."

Thinking of this, Zhao Xian straightened his body and pretended to ask coldly: "Who are you again?"

The young girl cast a puzzled glance at Zhao Xian, then took a few steps forward, her gait steady and ghostly. Although the two were a good ten steps apart, the young girl reached Zhao Xian in just two or three steps

After crying for a while, she raised her head to look at Zhao Xian and choked out, "Seventh Brother, what exactly happened at home? I heard from the Master that our family is considered a wealthy and noble family, so why is Father with several of my brothers..."

Zhao Gong gave birth to seven sons, and after much difficulty, finally had a daughter. Naturally, the family was overjoyed and named her Zhao Ling'er, treating her like a precious treasure, saying that it would be an understatement to say they were afraid she would melt in their mouths. Although this young princess was the center of affection in the Zhao family, she was frail and sickly from birth. By the time she turned five, her health deteriorated to the point where she fell gravely ill. In her final moments, an old Taoist priest who happened to be wandering by spent seven days and nights to bring this young princess back from the hands of the King of Hell. Although this young princess was the center of affection in the Zhao family, she was frail and sickly from birth. By the time she turned five, her health deteriorated to the point where she fell gravely ill. In her final moments, an old Taoist priest who happened to be wandering by spent seven days and nights to bring this young princess back from the hands of the King of Hell.

Since it is not a ghost, but rather a little girl, then there is nothing to be afraid of

This old Taoist, if not a great sage, is certainly a master of great schemes

This voice was incredibly serene, resonating in the spacious ancestral hall, resembling exactly the voice of a female ghost from a movie. As these three words were uttered, Zhao Xian was greatly frightened, nearly collapsing to the ground

I am Zhao Xian, the seventh son of the Su Wangfu. Miss, you are ... ...

When it comes to understanding the residence of the Duke of Su, he is even less knowledgeable than this five-year-old girl who left home. He could only stammer and say: "Little sister, my father and several brothers passed away three years ago, and since then I have been lost in a daze, only waking up a couple of days ago. As for the past..."

After Zhao Xian finished speaking, the young girl instantly collapsed emotionally, suddenly throwing herself into Zhao Xian's arms, tears pouring out like a flood, crying out: "Seventh Brother, you are still alive... That's wonderful..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ling'er cried even more sorrowfully: "Seventh Brother, you have suffered these past few years..."

The old Taoist has left, taking the young princess with him. Before departing, Zhao Gong asked the old Taoist which mountain he resided on. The old Taoist chuckled and said, "If the prince were to know the location of my humble abode, I fear the young princess would not live to see her fifteenth year. Rest assured, prince, if I wished her harm, why would I have saved her?"

Prince Su, Zhao Gong, married only two wives throughout his life. His first wife bore him five sons before passing away, while his concubine gave birth to two sons and one daughter for Zhao Gong, among whom Zhao Xian was born to this concubine

Having said this, he gracefully took the young princess and departed

Zhao Ling'er cried as she spoke, sobbing in Zhao Xian's embrace: "Half a month ago, my master told me that my family had encountered misfortune, and urged me to return to pay respects to my parents and to sever my earthly ties"

Zhao Xian shook his head. According to Lao Huang, after the Wang family's decline, his own mother, a concubine of the Prince Su's residence, mysteriously disappeared without a trace and lost all contact.

Zhao Xian, feeling helpless, could only reach out and pat her on the back. Once the little girl’s emotions had calmed down a bit, Zhao Xian slowly inquired about her identity

Therefore, if you have no other matters to attend to, pay your respects to your ancestors and then return to the mountain, as it should be safer there

Zhao Xian felt a sense of relief in his heart. In this case, Zhao Ling'er’s earlier act of caressing his face was not surprising. What was remarkable was her intelligence; having left home at the age of five, she was still able to vaguely recognize her seventh brother by his appearance.

Fortunately, I still remember the appearance of Seventh Brother when he was young, and I recognized you

I will not go back!

As the legitimate heir of the Duke of Su and the sole inheritor, Zhao Xian asked this question with a sense of rightful authority

Mother... Mother should still be alive, just without any news...

The young girl's hands tightly gripped a corner of Zhao Xian's clothing, and her emotions suddenly became agitated

Before he finished his sentence, he felt a slight chill on his face. It was only through the gaps between his fingers that he saw the little girl extending her delicate, fair hand, exploring his face.

Zhao Xian's face turned red: "I hardly remember anything..."

Zhao Xian was suddenly taken aback; if he had not traveled back in time, this little girl before him would indeed have lost her entire family. It seems that the old Taoist priest truly possesses some skill.

Well, it should not be a ghost

This ... ...

Looking again at the little girl's feet, there is a charming black shadow.

Isn't that so? If someone intends to target the Su Wangfu, once Zhao Ling'er returns home, she would inevitably encounter danger

Are you Brother Seven

Are you Brother Seven

Fortunately, Comrade Zhao Xian was once a seasoned atheist. He managed to calm himself and carefully observed the woman in white, only to realize that the white figure was actually a young girl, appearing to be no more than fourteen or fifteen years old

The young girl touched for a while, then stared at Zhao Xian's face and observed it carefully for a few moments. After closing her eyes to ponder for a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and fixed her gaze on Zhao Xian, hesitantly asking: "You ... ... "

The following plot is a familiar tale. Zhao Gong seeks help from the old Taoist priest, who states that in order for the young princess to survive, she must follow him up the mountain to practice internal martial arts and nurture her health. Although Zhao Gong is extremely reluctant, for the sake of his daughter's life, he can only tearfully allow her to accompany the old Taoist priest up the mountain

Well, the face is quite delicate, with traces of tears still visible, but the hair is not styled, cascading over her shoulders

Seventh Brother, let me protect you!

Subsequently, the old Taoist vanished without a trace. No matter how Zhao Gong inquired, he could not find any news of him. Zhao Gong even went so far as to send troops to search the high mountains within the borders of Qi State, and even dispatched people to the distant regions of Western Chu and Northern Qi to investigate, yet he was unable to locate any sign of his youngest daughter.

Zhao Xian defined the Taoist whom he had never met in his heart

Zhao Ling'er wiped her tears with her sleeve, pulled out a short sword from somewhere, raised it, then gritted her teeth and shook her head vigorously, saying: "Seventh Brother, rest assured, I have learned a set of skills from my master, and I am not afraid of evil people!"

After seeing the shadow, Zhao Xiancai let out a sigh of relief