A Mistaken Marriage Match: A Generation of Military Counselor Chapter 5.5

Chapter 5: Su Ling returns, Part 5 of 5

Roving her eyes around the courtyard, Gu Yun didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, how did it come to this…

A moment ago they just seemed to exchange a couple of blows.

On both sides of the courtyard there had been lush pine trees, close to her side, all the branches were dried up and burnt black, while over Su Ling’s side, all were frozen into ice. Including the sole furnis.h.i.+ngs in the courtyard, the stone table and stone benches, because they stood too close, they too already turned into charred stones, practically pitch-black pieces, one could hardly figure out their original appearance.

This was just too extreme!

Seeing Su Ling’s livid face turning black then ashen, Gu Yun laughed heartily many times over in her mind, how great ah!

As the footsteps were getting closer, Su Ling suddenly shouted very loud, “no one’s allowed to enter.” The matter of Bing Lian choosing Qing Mo, he wants to keep it from Ren and Yu, lest the elders in the family if they will find out, then it would mean trouble!

Already rus.h.i.+ng to the courtyard’s gate Su Yu’s footsteps faltered, anxiously he asked: “Big brother, what’s going on?” Quite indescribable, abnormally shrill noise emanated from big brother’s Lingyun Pavilion, not only in the General Manor, but also he reckoned it was audible within a radius of five miles, what’s the matter after all, ah?

Su Ren stood behind Su Yu, a look of rumination flitted through his face, however he may not have much to worry about, just now big brother’s ferocious bellow of rage indicated nothing at all.

In the courtyard, Gu Yun lowered her head to examine closely the sword in her hand which was back to its normal state, no longer launching an attack, but the entire body of the sword was still frigidly cold, she asked: “Why did the sword …”

Who knew as soon as her voice rang out, Su Ling callously interrupted her words, “It doesn’t belong to you, you don’t need to know.”

Gu Yun’s willow eyebrows wrinkled tight, putting the sword back into its scabbard, she placed it on top of the nearby charred stone table, coldly she snorted: “who cares!” What’s the big deal, although she likes the sword very much, but she also knows the sword is really not hers to possess, she never even thought of asking for it, he suspects her simply because he has a highly-suspicious mind!

Gu Yun turned around to leave, but suddenly the sword on the table vaulted into air again, blocking the way of Gu Yun, moreover it firmly stuck itself in front of Gu Yun’s feet, though it cannot speak, Gu Yun somehow sensed it regrets their parting.

Half crouching her body, Gu Yun gently patted the sword hilt, saying nothing she got up smoothly, not bothering to glance at Su Ling again, she sauntered out of the courtyard in her customary carefree manner.
Opening the courtyard’s gate, she happened to b.u.mp into Su Yu who remained outside keeping watch, a surprised Su Yu asked: “Qing Mo, why are you here?”

Qing Mo ignored him, quietly she continued to walk towards the direction of the rear court. Su Yu got confused, what’s the matter, ah?

Inside the courtyard, Su Ling walked to Bing Lian’s side, wanting to pull it out of the ground, who knew no matter how hard he tried, Bing Lian remained stuck, it seemed mad that its mistress walked out, refusing to acknowledge it!

After a few attempts, Su Ling also got mad, “You made up your mind to choose her! Fine!”

Bing Lian defiantly flashed, as if telling him, I chose her, how’s that to you!

Good! Very well! Su Ling s.n.a.t.c.hed Chi Xue, leaving the place in a complete mess and bitingly icy-cold, Su Ling left in a huff.

Su Ling came out of the gate in spitting anger, before Su Yu could ask, he coldly spat out, “When I return I’ll check if things are just like as before.” His figure already flitted three zhang away. [zhang – an ancient Chinese measure of length equal to 10 chi, or 3.58 metres (11 feet 9 inches)]

Looking at Su Ling’s furious back, Su Yu bewilderedly asked: “What do you mean?” What has changed in Lingyun Pavilion?

Su Ren’s eyes glittered, as if somewhat understanding something, he laughed dismissively: “Let’s enter to find out.”

Together with a party of people they entered the courtyard, a whiff of burnt smell immediately a.s.sailed their nostrils, not only that, it was much, much colder in the courtyard than outside, quietly looking around closely, everyone was alarmed and struck dumb.

The garden full of deep-green luxuriant pines before now looked beyond recognition, while it’s true they can be burned down like this, but why do some trees bore thick layers of ice? It is the month of June, the hottest period of the year when the days are extremely warm, ah!

Moreover in the center of the courtyard there were a few dark lumps which were difficult to tell what they were before, and as for the rest, one can pretty well say the place has become barren and desolate.

“Exactly what transpired here a while ago?” Su Yu could not really figure out how Su Ling’s Lingyun Pavilion could turn out like this? Didn’t big brother just come back less than a few hours ago, right?

Su Ren squinted his eyes and soon he saw a spotlessly white long sword nicely lying on the ground, it was Bing Lian.

Su Ren headed for Bing Lian and squatted down beside it, unlike in the past, ordinarily as long as one does not touch it, one just feel its coolness, but right now crouching beside it, Su Ren already felt the freezing, bone-chilling cold.

Surely just now it must have put on a good show, what a pity that he was unable to witness it, Su Ren glanced around at the havoc it wreaked in the courtyard, he cannot help but admit, not quite bad indeed, must have been pretty lively, eh?

Su Ren entered the house to fetch a wooden case, gently pulling the ta.s.sel on the scabbard, Bing Lian was securely tucked inside the wooden case, he lightly tapped the case, chuckling he then whispered: “Bing Lian, you can rest a.s.sured, I’ll bring you to the hands of your mistress.”

The corners of Su Ren’s lips turned up mischievously, ah so life in the coming days is sure going to be more interesting and worth-antic.i.p.ating, isn’t it?

While Su Ling left in a fit of pique, Gu Yun on her part was also extremely upset.

Back inside her wooden hut in the rear court, Gu Yun mercilessly dropped the longbow she was carrying behind her back on the table, d.a.m.n that snooper, d.a.m.n Su Ling!

Eyes fiercely glaring on the table, because she dropped the longbow violently it kept on wobbling, Gu Yun’s eyes increasingly turned introspective. After tonight, she realized something profound, how important it is for a weapon to be handy, if she had a handy long-range shooting weapon, tonight that rat would not have been able to escape right away, if it were not for Bing Lian coming to her aid tonight, absolutely it would have been impossible to contend against Su Ling!

One can only come across a mystical weapon such as Bing Lian serendipitously, a firearm like a pistol is also practically impossible to manufacture here, rather than wis.h.i.+ng for those unrealistic stuff, as much as possible it’s better to make a practical and handy, capable of continuous shooting, highly-efficient long-distance shooting weapon.

With this idea in mind, Gu Yun immediately took out a paper on the table, she pushed aside the ink stone, she never really liked using writing brush and ink, the soft tip is too difficult to control, besides grinding ink is extremely troublesome, on top of her desk, several pieces of charcoal are always placed on standby.

Holding in her hands the bow she intricately studied a while ago, Gu Yun seemed to have a burst of creative inspiration, she began to draw on the paper.