Chapter 107: Soul Transmigration to Another World (1)

Night fell, and the front hall of the General's Mansion was brightly lit. In the vast room, apart from a set of rugged and domineering rosewood chairs, there were two men, one sitting and one standing, one relaxed and one restless. The young man walked back and forth in the front hall a few times before finally looking at the slender man sitting still as a mountain on the side, asking, "Second Brother, is it okay to just throw that woman into Big Brother's room?"

Big Brother was returning from guarding the Northern Frontier today. As soon as he came back and saw a woman lying on his bed, he wouldn't strangle her, he would strangle them! It was all the Emperor's fault; why send a woman for no reason? There wasn't even a maid in the General's Mansion. Suddenly having an extra woman—where were they supposed to put her!

Su Ren didn't even lift his head, continuing to wipe the silver spear in his hand gently, smiling, "That is a woman bestowed by the Emperor to Big Brother. If we don't throw her in his room, should we throw her in yours?"

As soon as Su Yu heard this, he roared with disgust, "Go away, I don't want that!" He hated those weak, self-proclaimed talented young ladies the most; just looking at them made him lose his appetite!

Su Ren shrugged, looking indifferent. Actually, having a woman in the house was a good thing; when there was nothing to do, one could watch the fun.

"Don't want what?" A low male voice sounded at the same time as a tall, straight figure appeared in the room. Su Ling had just returned to the mansion, dusty and tired, his dark armor not yet removed.

"Nothing!" Su Yu laughed dryly, "Big Brother, you're back?" Su Ren rolled his eyes at him. Nonsense!

"Hmm." Su Ling nodded coldly, took off his helmet, poured a cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp.

Su Yu glared at Su Ren, giving him a wink, meaning to let Su Ren tell Su Ling about the woman in his room. Su Ren simply lowered his head, and even if Su Yu blinked his eyes blind, he pretended not to see. Su Yu pushed Su Ren's shoulder angrily, but Su Ren still looked like it had nothing to do with him.

The two were winking and pushing each other. Su Ling said coldly with displeasure, "What are you two doing? Dithering and dawdling—if you have something to say, say it."

Su Ling looked unhappy, so Su Yu didn't dare to shirk anymore and shouted loudly, "The woman bestowed by the Emperor was sent at noon today, and she is in your room now."

Su Ling's hand holding the tea cup stiffened, and a look of disgust flashed in his eagle eyes. He replied coldly, "Find an empty room in the backyard and let her roll over there herself." Damn it! The Emperor actually sent a woman to the General's Mansion. Did he, Su Ling, not have women if he wanted one?!

Su Yu stood there in a difficult position. Su Ren simply shook his head, coughed lightly, and replied with a forced smile, "I guess that won't work now."

"Why?" Looking at the strange smile on Su Ren's face, Su Ling had a bad premonition. Su Ren lowered his head and continued to wipe the silver spear in his hand, not answering. Su Ling looked at Su Yu again, and Su Yu replied in a muffled voice, "You'll know when you go in and see."

The two were acting weird. It was just a woman; could she have three heads and six arms? He walked out of the room, feeling increasingly irritable. He threw his helmet on the table and didn't look at the woman on the bed again.

Gu Yun tried to move her numb hands and feet again, but unfortunately, she couldn't feel anything. She wanted to sit up, but discovered that her proud waist and abdominal strength had vanished! What on earth was going on! Her body was tied tightly, and her face was covered by a large cloth. She simply closed her eyes. She only remembered going to find Qing that night, then discovering a strange piece of evidence, then a red light flashed, followed by a headache, and then the world went black, and she lost consciousness.

Were she and Qing kidnapped? Who kidnapped them? She felt that the environment around her and the clothes on her body had changed, and everything was permeated with a strange aura. Her mind was a bit chaotic, but her hearing remained sharp. There seemed to be someone outside the door. The door was pushed open, and a tall figure burst in.

Su Ling had just stepped into the room when he saw someone lying on the bed. The room was pitch black, so he lit a candle. The candlelight was dim and yellow, illuminating the woman in the fiery red wedding dress on the bed, making her look exceptionally eye-catching.

Su Ling's expression was terrible. What on earth was going on? Throwing a woman on his bed was one thing, but tying her up like this! He placed his helmet on the table, feeling increasingly irritable. He casually flicked away the red cloth on the woman's face, expecting to see a face full of terror or crying like rain, but unexpectedly, what met his eyes was a pair of eyes filled with raging flames.

What kind of woman would have such a pair of eyes? Su Ling leaned in to look.

She had an exquisite and young face, with long eyelashes leaving faint silhouettes under the candlelight, full cherry lips, and a proud, pretty nose. The whole person looked so petite that it seemed she would shatter if squeezed hard. Su Ling frowned; he hated these delicate young ladies the most. If it weren't for those unusual eyes, he wouldn't have even taken a second look.

Gu Yun was also sizing up this cold and unruly man. His sturdy body stood in front of the bed, almost blocking the already dim candlelight. Against the light, she couldn't see his appearance clearly. He was wearing dark armor, and the exposed skin was a healthy bronze color. The whole person looked heroic and unruly. What attracted Gu Yun's eyes the most was that pair of sharp, cold, and ruthless eyes like an eagle in the night. Having served in the criminal investigation team, anti-drug team, and riot team, she had naturally seen eyes more violent, sinister, fierce, and cruel than these, but compared to those people, this person looked more determined, firm, and righteous. But why was he wearing armor?!

Gu Yun's body was tied so she couldn't move. Although she still didn't understand what had happened, she remained calm and didn't panic. She whispered, "Please help me untie the ropes." Having not spoken for a long time, her voice was a bit hoarse, but she immediately heard that this voice was not her own!

Gu Yun panicked. What on earth was going on? Ever since she saw that Golden Bagua Disk that night, nothing had been right.

Gu Yun averted her gaze slightly. Su Ling saw two knife scars on the other side of her face, which looked like new wounds. He reached out and grabbed Gu Yun's chin, turning it to the side.

A warm hand suddenly touched her cheek. Gu Yun's heart skipped a beat, and her breathing tightened! She wanted to turn her head away, but this man's grip was shockingly strong, and she couldn't move at all. Gritting her teeth, Gu Yun bit Su Ling's wrist.

She bit hard, and soon tasted the smell of blood in her mouth, but the cold and arrogant man only frowned, not even letting out a hum. It was as if she were just throwing a small tantrum. Gu Yun felt frustrated. Since biting him was useless, she wouldn't waste her effort.

Su Ling withdrew his hand coldly, looking down at the two rows of deep tooth marks, his brows furrowing even tighter. He asked coldly, "Are you Qing Mo?" He remembered the woman the Emperor wanted to send him was called this name. It was rumored that the Qing family's third daughter, Qing Mo, was gentle, affectionate, sweet, and pretty. He really couldn't see where the woman in front of him was gentle. Was the Emperor playing with him, or were the rumors not to be trusted?

What Qing Mo? Gu Yun was confused, but didn't rush to deny it, only saying calmly, "Untie me." Everything would have to wait until her hands and feet were free and she figured out the origin of the matter. However, Su Ling walked straight to a wooden rack on the side, took off his armor piece by piece, hung it up, and didn't look at Gu Yun on the bed again. "This is the General's Mansion, not your boudoir backyard where you can act recklessly. If you want to stay here, behave yourself." Throwing down a cold sentence, Su Ling walked out of the room.

The room returned to peace, and Gu Yun was still tied up tightly. Staring at the pure white bed curtains, Gu Yun was stunned. Who could tell her what on earth had happened? Lying straight on the bed, Gu Yun took a few deep breaths to calm her restless heart.

This was a room of about fifty square meters. The furnishings were extremely simple. Apart from the bed, there was a set of rosewood chairs and a low table, and a wooden rack for armor beside the bed. Everything was solid wood furniture, and the room gave a feeling very similar to the man who had just left—hard and cold.

Looking around, what made Gu Yun's eyes light up the most was a long sword hanging beside the wooden rack. The sword was four feet long, entirely silver-white, with no patterns on the scabbard, and white jade inlaid in the hilt. The whole sword gave a feeling of being aloof and cold.

She had always liked cold weapons, and this sword was truly to her liking. It could also help her escape her predicament. Gu Yun hoped to use her waist and abdominal strength to stand up, but unfortunately, after trying to rise, she collapsed on the bed again. Finally, Gu Yun could only twist like a worm to the edge of the bed, extending her tightly bound feet off the bed first, then her hips, but unfortunately, she didn't control it well and sat on the ground with a thud.

Hiss—she sucked in a breath of cold air. Gu Yun sat on the cold ground helplessly, feeling a sense of wanting to cry but not being able to. When had she, Gu Yun, ever been so embarrassed? Getting out of bed had already made her pant for breath?

After resting for a while, Gu Yun slowly stood up straight, but after standing still, Gu Yun's heart sank! No, her height... seemed to have shrunk a lot! And the hair reaching her ankles made her feel astonished. She had had short hair for more than ten years; where did this long hair come from?

Taking a deep breath, Gu Yun temporarily suppressed the doubts in her heart. Her goal now should be to untie the ropes. Looking at the high-hanging long sword, Gu Yun frowned again. Her hands were tied behind her back, and with her height, she couldn't even touch the end of the sword. The only thing that could let her step up was those solid wood chairs, but the distance between the chair and the long sword was at least seven or eight meters. She was tied up so tightly she couldn't even move; how could she move such a heavy solid wood chair?

The dim candlelight flickered. Gu Yun scanned the empty room with cold eyes again. Determining that she had no other way, Gu Yun began to move toward the solid wood chair, one small step at a time. Stopping beside the solid wood chair, Gu Yun slowly squatted down and sat on the ground again. Retracting her feet, stepping on the stool leg of the solid wood chair, and kicking hard... the chair was much heavier than she imagined. She had used all her strength, but the chair only moved ten centimeters!

Looking up at the long sword not far away, at this speed, her reaching there was undoubtedly a "Long March." Gritting her teeth secretly, Gu Yun retracted her legs and kicked again, repeating it over and over, not stopping for a moment until the soles of her feet were numb. She didn't know how many times she repeated it. When the solid wood chair finally reached the wall, Gu Yun slowly raised her head, and the faint red glow outside the window had already shone into the room, signaling that a new day had arrived.

Sweat dripped onto the ground along her forehead and cheeks. Gu Yun lowered her head and wiped it with her skirt, the damp hem showing her hard work all night. Gently moving her numb feet, after a good while, her feet finally had feeling, and Gu Yun slowly stood up against the wall.

A wave of dizziness struck. Gu Yun leaned against the wall for a long time before recovering, then crawled onto the wooden chair, grabbed the end of the sword, and took the sword off the wall.

The cold sword body made Gu Yun feel very comfortable. After stroking it for a good while, she slowly moved to the hilt, pulled hard for a long time, and the long sword finally came out of its scabbard.

Even with her back to the long sword, Gu Yun could feel the chill coming the moment it left the scabbard. The sharpness of the blade could be imagined.

Carefully moving the long sword close to the position of the rope between her hands, Gu Yun felt the existence of the rope, pulled the hilt hard, and the thumb-thick hemp rope broke immediately. The binding on her body loosened, and Gu Yun almost fell off the wooden chair.

After finally standing firm, Gu Yun couldn't wait to admire the long sword in her hand. The sword body was as white as jade, almost the same color as the white jade on the hilt. She couldn't tell what kind of metal would have this luster. There were no patterns on the scabbard, but small patterns like fish scales could be seen on the sword body, and the blade was shining with a cold, white light. Two characters were engraved on the white jade hilt—"Bing Lian"?

The powerful and vigorous font formed a sharp contrast with the moist white jade. Sure enough, the sword lived up to its name. Her feeling just now was not wrong; one could indeed feel a chill when close to the long sword.

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