Section 3, Genius Beautiful Girl, Wen Xiaoxing

For the past nineteen years, Lady Long, Ao Xue, has repeatedly persuaded Old Master Hei to enjoy his twilight years. However, Old Master Hei has always been reluctant to part with the foolish young master, Long Yuntian, and has thus declined each time with gentle refusals. Only in recent years, as Old Master Hei has grown exceedingly frail, walking unsteadily and sometimes unable to care for himself, did Lady Long firmly add a young maid, Xing'er, to assist Old Master Hei in looking after Long Yuntian.

Upon reflecting on this, Long Yuntian felt somewhat less resentment towards his father, whom he had never met.

Xing'er, please tell Mother to find two more servants to take good care of Uncle Hei," Long Yuntian instructed the little maid Xing'er, looking at the trembling Uncle Hei.

The internal lines of the residence have not conveyed any specific news, but three days ago, it was said that Marshal Long hurriedly went to the military camp, and thereafter, Lady Long sealed off the entire Long residence, allowing no one in or out. Since then, the news has been cut off.

"Mr. He, please get up quickly." Long Yuntian hurriedly pulled the elderly man up. For some reason, upon witnessing this scene, Long Yuntian felt a sudden tightness in his nose, as if he were on the verge of tears.

That is a beauty so extraordinary that it would overshadow the bright moon in the sky, with features that could make fish sink and birds fall, a visage that could make the moon hide and flowers blush, a beauty that could topple nations and cities, unparalleled in grace and elegance

"Heber, how did you come here?" The young maid Xing'er hurriedly assisted Heber to sit on the chair beside Long Yuntian's bed

"Young Master, do you no longer want this old servant?" Just as Xing'er was about to respond, Hei Bo interjected, "Does the Young Master look down on this old servant? Do you find me distasteful? This old man still has some strength left in him; please do not disdain me." At this point, he was actually in tears.

"Heber, you are really overthinking it," Long Yuntian quickly explained

In the gently flowing water, a girl as beautiful as a fairy is bathing

Zhuque City, Prime Minister's Residence

The elderly are still easily satisfied; what Heibo seeks is merely a sense of comfort. The healed young master understands the plight of his servants, so what more could Heibo possibly be dissatisfied with

At a critical moment, it was Heibo who took on the responsibility of caring for the young Long Yuntian, and just like that, another nineteen years passed

After Long Yuntian was born, it was discovered that he was an idiot. The servants in the Long residence avoided him as much as possible, as serving an idiotic young master was a thankless task. If they performed well, it was expected; if they did poorly, they would be held responsible. Moreover, for an idiot, encountering problems was the most normal thing.

"Bring me my clothes," the young girl instructed softly, as a delicate, pale arm, resembling a crisp lotus root, reached out from the bath tub. Her eyes were like autumn waters, her bones like jade, and her tender skin shimmered with a lustrous sheen, adorned with droplets of water.

"Young Master, Young Master, you have finally awakened; I was almost beside myself with worry," an elderly man in his seventies or eighties approached the door, leaning on a cane. He was hunched over, with a head full of silver hair and a face covered in wrinkles. His steps were unsteady, as if a gust of wind could easily knock him over.

"Mr. He, please do not be anxious; you have misunderstood the young master," the young maid Xing'er quickly reassured the old man. "The young master's mental condition has already improved, but those who were present before are all a bit unclear about the details."

The heavens have eyes, the heavens have eyes indeed. The old servant has long said that a kind person like the young master will surely receive the blessings of heaven. After saying this, the old man actually began to sincerely bow his head in reverence towards all directions

In dealing with this loyal servant who has remained steadfast for fifty years, Long Yuntian does not dare to be negligent. While the entire Long residence is wary of him, he, along with He Bo, willingly takes on this heavy burden without any disdain. Without He Bo, there would be no past foolish young master, and consequently, there would be no present Long Yuntian

The young girl quickly responded with an affirmative and brought over a purple robe from the side, handing it to the girl in the bathing tub

"Indeed, the young lady is exceptionally beautiful; Xing'er was momentarily mesmerized, as if she were a fairy from the heavens." Xing'er covered her mouth and giggled delicately.

"Alright." Long Yuntian sighed, feeling that the little girl had a point. If he were to forcefully refuse, it would instead give Hei Bo the impression that he was being rejected.

However, Miss, there is indeed a matter that is quite troublesome. Did you not ask me to inquire about the movements of the Long residence? Yet, up to now, there has been no news of a death from the Long residence. Could it be that Long Yuntian is truly not dead?

However, even up to the present, many matters concerning Long Yuntian are still managed by Hei Bo, while Xing Er is only responsible for attending to tasks that are unsuitable for Hei Bo due to his age

"Sharp-tongued." Wen Xiaoxing's beautiful eyes widened as she glared at her maid, yet the smile at the corner of her mouth still reflected her genuinely good mood at that moment

"By the way, where is Marshal Long Zhantian now? Is he at the Marshal's residence?" Wen Xiaoxing seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly asked

The mist wafts through the air, filled with the fragrance of flowers and the scent of aromatherapy. The melodious sound of flowing water rushes by, resembling beautiful and gentle music. Outside the window lies the freshest natural scenery, where a subtly visible and enchanting figure appears like an illusion in the delicate mist.

As the curtains were drawn open once more, a breathtakingly beautiful young girl emerged, one so exquisite that even the bright moon in the sky would pale in comparison. The girl wore a purple robe and stood approximately 1.7 meters tall. Her long, light blue hair cascaded wetly over her swan-like, fair and slender neck. She possessed a pair of light blue eyes that sparkled with wisdom, a delicate and prominent nose, and her slightly furrowed brows added to her charm. With a gentle smile, her teeth gleamed like shards of jade, radiating an alluring luster. Her long, light blue hair fell wetly over her swan-like, fair and slender neck, and she had a pair of light blue eyes that sparkled with wisdom, a delicate and prominent nose, and her slightly furrowed brows added to her charm. With a gentle smile, her teeth gleamed like shards of jade, radiating an alluring luster.

"However, Heibo, from now on you can only engage in tasks within your capabilities, do you understand? Do not involve yourself in hard or exhausting work; you must promise me this, otherwise I will not agree to your staying here" Long Yuntian said solemnly

It is evident that the relationship between the master and the servant is very good, and the maid, Xing'er, does not feel tense or anxious due to the young lady's feigned anger

What exactly happened that compelled the esteemed Grand Marshal to hurriedly go to the military camp, to the extent that he could not even attend his own son's funeral

"Young master, do you not recognize this old servant? This old servant has taken care of you for nineteen years!" The old man's murky eyes were filled with disbelief, his gaze brimming with despair and shock

"Alright, now you can tell me what the matter is, seeing how flustered you are." Wen Xiaoxing feigned anger as she looked at her maid, Xing'er, shaking her head indulgently.

"Military camp, military camp, the secret is out, this is bad, Long Zhantian wants to rebel." Wen Xiaoxing blurted out, instantly breaking into a cold sweat.

This is also what Long Yuntian finds strange; after all, this can be considered a "resurrection." How is it that he cannot even catch a glimpse of his father, whom he has never met, especially when it comes to such a joyous occasion as his "recovery from a brain illness"? Could it be that General Long Zhantian has some objections to his son?

"The secret must not be revealed, the secret must not be revealed." Wen Xiaoxing pondered over these two phrases, "What exactly does Commander Long intend to do?"

Watching the idiot young master, who had been cared for by himself for nineteen years, recover in a day, Black Uncle was filled with satisfaction and tears of joy, while sincerely thanking the heavens

"This is impossible," Wen Xiaoxing interrupted decisively. "The groom's robe and the wedding crown are both dusted with pollen from the mandala flower and seeds from the red cloud grass. While these two substances are harmless when separate, when combined, they become an extremely lethal super poison. Unless Long Yuntian possesses extraordinary strength akin to his father, Long Zhantian, he is doomed to die." Wen Xiaoxing stated resolutely.

This person is none other than the fiancée of Long Yuntian, the young master of the Long family, and the only beloved daughter of Wen Siyuan, the Prime Minister of the Zhuque Kingdom, Wen Xiaoxing, a talented and beautiful young woman from Zhuque City

"By the way, why haven't I seen the master these past few days?" Long Yuntian asked the lovely maid beside him, while watching the frail and trembling Hei Bo walk out.

"Miss, Miss, something's wrong, something's wrong." A girl of about sixteen or seventeen rushed into the bathhouse in a fluster. The girl had a delicate face and a graceful figure, and due to her running, she was panting, her little face flushed like a ripe apple

It seems that after General Long Dayuan confirmed his own 'death', he hurriedly left Long Mansion and has since disappeared without a trace. Therefore, it is quite possible that to this day, he remains unaware that he has 'come back to life', and even more so, that his brain ailment has been cured

Even the maid beside her was stunned by the unparalleled beauty of the woman emerging from the bath, momentarily at a loss for words. Such a woman should only appear in the palaces of heaven, not in the realm of mortals.

"What is it, Xing'er, making such a fuss?" A clear voice, like that of a oriole, came from the bathtub. Although the appearance of the speaker could not be seen clearly, the sweetness of the voice alone was enough to indicate that she was a stunning beauty, unparalleled in the world.

"Young Master, please agree to Uncle Hei," the young maid advised from the side. "Madam has persuaded Uncle Hei several times, but he has always been reluctant to part with you. Now that you have recovered, it will be much easier for Uncle Hei to take care of you than before. Just agree to Uncle Hei, please."

Since three days ago, when the young master tried on the ceremonial robe and contracted the 'malady', the master has been missing, perhaps he has gone to the military camp. The young maid stole a glance at Long Yuntian and explained in a low voice

Ah, has the young master's ailment been cured?" Hei Bo quickly stood up trembling and knelt down on the ground

Women are indeed very concerned about their appearance. Upon hearing others praise her beauty, Wen Xiaoxing's lips curled into a slight smile

"Very well, very well. The old servant knows that the young master cares for him. In fact, as long as the old servant can see the young master every day, he will be satisfied." Upon hearing Long Yuntian's agreement, the wrinkles on Hei Bo's face smoothed out, and his entire face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

However, up to now, there has been no news of the Dragon Manor preparing for a funeral. Could it be that Marshal Long wishes to keep the death a secret? But how can such a matter be concealed? What exactly is Marshal Long trying to achieve by doing this?" Xing'er asked in confusion.

Heibei? Looking at the old man in front of him, Long Yuntian subtly furrowed his brow, as he seemed to have no recollection of who this old fellow was. It appeared that they were quite familiar with each other.

The little maid said timidly

After the explanation from the young maid, Long Yuntian came to understand the past of Hei Bo. Hei Bo has been an elder of the Long family for a full fifty years, having always been loyal to the Long family. Long Yuntian's father, Long Zhantian, was cared for by him during his childhood, and Hei Bo's status within the Long family can be considered esteemed

The term "malady"? Long Yuntian pondered for a moment and understood the meaning of the young maidservant; she was referring to his own demise.