Chapter 2, The Little Princess of the Ling Family

Because Ling Yun'er is exceptionally cute, she is much more beautiful than her sister Ling Su. With her delicate features and fair complexion, she is currently a beauty in the making, and she will undoubtedly grow up to be a stunningly beautiful woman.

Ling Yun'er felt anger towards her father at the mere thought of it, resenting him for his foolishness, and her hatred for Xie Xiaoyan deepened significantly. She somewhat understood her brother's intention in preventing her from seeking revenge, fearing that she might suffer due to her lack of strength. However, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Ling Yun'er's mouth as she thought, I am only twelve years old! There is still plenty of time! Xie Xiaoyan, one day I will surpass you!

Moreover, if one wishes to trouble Xie Xiaoyan, one must do it personally! Ling Xiao scoffed inwardly; to insult "me" and think it would end like this?

Since Ling Xiao woke up, Ling Tianxiao has been thinking that if his son has the courage to recognize his shame and strive for improvement, he should find a way to regain his honor on his own; if he is useless, he can only help him once, but cannot help him a hundred times. If things go wrong, it may even harm him, so why bother

Miss ... ... The general has issued an order ... ... " The guard at the entrance looked quite troubled as he gazed at Ling Yun'er, truly hesitant to defy this whimsical little princess of the Ling family. However, the general's order was clear: no one was allowed to visit Ling Xiao, as it was said that Ling Xiao needed to reflect in solitude.

Ling Xiao appeared somewhat moved, but still said: "There is no need for that. The innocent will clear themselves. Promise me, brother, do not seek trouble with her."

Ling Yun'er and *Tu* looked angrily at Ling Xiao for a long time, but ultimately softened. Standing at the door, they said irritably to the outside, "Let her in!"

General Ling Tianxiao dismissed the thought of checking on Ling Xiao's physical condition and turned to leave with a wave of his sleeve

Ling Yun'er caught sight of her third brother lying on the bed, tears streaming down her face. With a choked voice, she rushed over, crying, "Third Brother, are you alright? Are you seriously injured? How could Father be so cruel!" Just moments ago, Ling Yun'er had been cold and indifferent outside, unwilling to utter a single word, but upon seeing her brother in bed, she could no longer contain the feelings of grievance and heartache within her.

Xie Xiaoyan! Ling Yuner raised her eyebrows in disbelief, standing up abruptly, and gritted her teeth as she said: "She actually dares to come to the Ling family! I will kill her!"

Ling Xiao actually believed that his sister was no match for Xie Xiaoyan. A second-tier swordsman against a sixth-tier swordsman, even if Ling Yuner's swordsmanship was superior to Xie Xiaoyan's, she would still have no chance of winning. The gap in strength was evident, so why bother to humiliate herself further

In fact, Ling Tianxiao was not unaware that Ling Xiao's strength was far inferior to that of Xie Xiaoyan. Therefore, after acting in anger, he immediately regretted it, realizing that he might have wronged his son, perhaps even being deceived by that little girl. However, given Ling Tianxiao's status, how could he possibly seek trouble with a young girl? Moreover, she was the daughter of his good friend, Xie Changting

At that moment, a guard's loud announcement was suddenly heard from outside: "Third Young Master, Fourth Young Lady, there is a girl claiming to be Xie Xiaoyan outside, saying she wants to see the Third Young Master"

Ling Tianxiao secretly cursed his son Ling Xiao: What a useless thing, unable to handle even a girl, how can he be worthy of being a descendant of the Ling family? Well, the marriage can be called off, but if Ling Xiao remains this weak, he is likely to lose even greater things in the future

Ling Xiao raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears at his sister's eyes, smiling awkwardly as he said: "Yun'er, I am fine; it is you who have suffered for no reason."

Although this Ling Xiao is not the same as that Ling Xiao, he is still moved by the deep bond of brotherhood and sisterhood. In his previous life, Ling Xiao embarked on the path of immortality in Mount Shu from a young age, and the constant cultivation led to a cold relationship among his fellow disciples. He had never experienced familial affection. Moreover, he had seamlessly integrated the soul of the original Ling Xiao, which carried the original Ling Xiao's profound attachment to family.

Ling Yun'er also faced ridicule at the academy, with others saying that her brother tarnished the reputation of the nobility. Having had the closest relationship with her third brother since childhood, Ling Yun'er could not tolerate this and got into several fights. However, the mockery only intensified, with people saying that her brother was useless and that it was shameful for a woman to have to step in on his behalf. In a fit of anger, Ling Yun'er ran back from school, determined to see her third brother in person and hear the truth of the matter, as she could not believe that her brother would do such a thing.

"Wait a moment." Ling Xiao called out to his furious sister, smiling faintly as he said, "Yun'er, this is a matter for Third Brother!" His words were not forceful, yet they brooked no argument

Ling Tianxiao readily agreed to his old friend Xie Changting's request to break off the engagement. Even if the Xie family had not brought it up, Ling Tianxiao would not have allowed his son to marry this girl. Friendship is one thing, but a girl who is too calculating is not suitable for the Ling family

"Thirteen, you are no match for me, do not force my hand!" Ling Yuner, who usually wore a smile on her face, now held an ancient-style short sword in her delicate white hand, which was tense and cold as she glared at the guard named Thirteen, clearly ready to strike at the slightest provocation

General Ling Tianxiao looked complexly at his precious little daughter, who no longer seemed to notice him and instead endlessly clung to him to tell stories. He felt both gratified by the unity of his several children and pondered whether he had indeed done something wrong this time, questioning if he had been too indifferent towards his son Ling Xiao on a regular basis

As for the notion of disgrace, Ling Tianxiao let out a long sigh. How many people still remember the faces of the comrades who sacrificed their lives on the battlefield ten years ago?

Move aside! Just as Ling Xiao was deep in thought with his eyes closed, a crisp and cold voice came from outside

However, the guard Thirteen also did not dare to disobey the general's orders. He looked troubled at the cold-faced young lady before him. Just as guard Thirteen and another guard were in a dilemma, they heard a dignified voice from behind: "Thirteen, let her in." Then came a sigh.

However, whenever he recalls the scene of his old friend, Hsieh Chang-ting, awkwardly expressing his intention to break off the engagement, Ling Tianxiao feels an uncontrollable anger rising within him, a pent-up frustration that he cannot release.

The guard, upon recognizing the general's voice, quickly bowed and let Ling Yun'er pass. Without looking back, Ling Yun'er snorted and rushed inside

It is precisely because three of the general's four children are exceptionally talented that many people secretly speculate that Ling Xiao is not the general's son at all, though such claims are, of course, baseless.

Moments later, the door opened, and sunlight streamed into the room, causing countless specks of dust to dance in the light. Having not seen the sun for several days, Ling Xiao instinctively squinted his eyes as he looked at the woman who appeared in the sunlight. This was Ling Xiao's "first" time seeing this woman, who was no longer his fiancée.

For a moment, Ling Xiao felt a bit of a sting in his nose; he could sense the affection that this Ling Xiao originally had for his sister

Call her in; I merely want to confirm what this woman from www.hetushu.com looks like.

According to memory, she is Ling family's youngest daughter, Ling Yun'er, who is only twelve years old this year but has already attained the rank of a second-tier swordsman. Although she is a talented martial artist, those who know her prefer to call her "the little princess of the Ling family"

Ling Yun'er looked at Ling Xiao and felt that her third brother had changed somewhat. In her impression, although her third brother's swordsmanship was not very high, he was a spirited and lively person who would always seek revenge for any grievances. Now, however, he seemed somewhat dispirited. Could it be that he was disheartened after being scolded by their father?

Over the years, have I ever experienced such an awkward and embarrassing moment? Ling Tianxiao and Xie Changting, the wealthy merchant of the Blue Moon Empire, have been childhood friends. As they grew up, each had their own fortunes, yet their strong friendship never wavered. In order to strengthen their bond, this marriage was arranged since childhood, but unexpectedly, such a humiliating incident occurred.

Ling Yun'er raised her head, lightly biting her pearly teeth, her star-like sparkling eyes gazing into Ling Xiao's eyes. In a voice still tinged with childhood innocence, she told Ling Xiao: "Third Brother, I believe in you! Eldest Brother and Second Sister will believe in you too! And, I will not let Xie Xiaoyan off!" A cold expression spread across Ling Yun's face, her features displaying a determination that belied her age.

Indeed, with the capabilities of a Thirteen-Nine rank Sword Servant, it is absolutely impossible for Ling Yun'er, a Second rank Sword Master, to be a match. Strength is certainly not related to age