Chapter 262: Chapter 262

If she really harmed the Fifteenth Prince, then the next day, she would surely meet a bitter end.

In fact, as long as the Fifteenth Prince meets with misfortune, anyone who has had a grudge with him would also surely die.

Her life is so colorful, she doesn’t want to lose it just to punish a scoundrel.

So now, let the Fifteenth Prince first experience the shame and rage of being fooled, then being exposed in front of everyone.

Pei Shu’er laughed and said, "Since the Fifteenth Prince will no longer be deceived, then I shall take my leave."

After saying this, Pei Shu’er was about to leave when Yan Hengjin hurriedly said, "Wait."

Pei Shu’er slowly turned her head: "Fifteenth Prince, is there anything else?"

Yan Hengjin gritted his teeth and walked towards Pei Shu’er.

At this moment, his feelings towards Pei Shu’er were very complicated, firstly, this was a woman who had saved him.

Then, this woman was also harshly punished by him, all because of another person who deceived him.

He knew that he owed her.

But now, the enmity between him and Pei Shu’er had already formed; asking him to bow to Pei Shu’er was impossible.

How could the Imperial Family possibly bow to a commoner?

The Fifteenth Prince stood in front of Pei Shu’er, and his eyes were still filled with anger at this moment.

"Didn’t you know long ago? Why didn’t you tell me?"

Pei Shu’er shrugged: "Your Highness, don’t you remember? I did tell you, but you just didn’t believe it."

Once she said this, Yan Hengjin’s expression changed.

Yes, Pei Shu’er had said those words.

It seemed like he wanted to say something more, but in the end, he forcefully held back.

Pei Shu’er didn’t bother to say more, bowed, and then left with Tang Zan.

Only after Pei Shu’er had walked some distance did Yan Hengjin say, "Pei Shu’er, what kind of reward do you want?"

After all, he owed her for saving his life twice; repaying her this time, he would still continue to dislike her!

Don’t think that saving him twice would change his mind.

Pei Shu’er was taken aback. She had thought this was a man obsessed with saving face, unwilling to admit he had been deceived. But now, she realized she had underestimated him.

She said, "I haven’t thought about it yet. If I do think of something, I will definitely let you know."

Yan Hengjin looked at the backs of Pei Shu’er and Tang Zan for a long time, his eyes filled with indefinable emotions.

After Tang Zan and Pei Shu’er returned to the Deserted Mountain, everyone was filled with joy when they saw the two leading the horses slowly walking towards them.

The Young Master and Young Madam have returned!

However, everyone quickly noticed something strange.

They looked at the tall and handsome man beside Pei Shu’er, a man with striking features identical to Tang Zan.

But wasn’t their Young Master a cripple?

No, this wasn’t the Young Master!

Why wasn’t he crippled at all now? Not only that, the vigor in his stride was mesmerizing.

The Earth Department people, seeing Tang Zan, rushed forward immediately.

Upon seeing he was indeed no longer lame, their eyes turned red.

"Master, it’s wonderful, it’s wonderful, your leg is healed."

But soon, someone thought of an important question and hurriedly asked, "Master, can you use your Inner Strength now?"

As soon as these words were out, the young subordinate was glared at by the others.

Being able to appear normal was already incredible; how could they expect there to be no after-effects at all?

As for something as mysterious and subtle as Inner Strength, even a normal person might not be able to utilize it, let alone their master, who had been so severely injured.

If the master’s sword isn’t sharp, they could serve as his sword instead.

Why bring up the matter of Inner Strength?

But Tang Zan smiled and nodded.

"I can use my Inner Strength, rest assured."

As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned and couldn’t help but look at him.

Then they burst into joy, rushing towards Tang Zan, then lifting him up.

Their unrivaled, majestic master had returned!

He was the sharpest sword of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.

Compared to him, they were nothing.

On ordinary days, they wouldn’t dare to do something .

But now, they were so overjoyed, they dared to be reckless just this once; let them indulge for a moment.

Meanwhile, Lin Yu went into the stone house to report.

"Third Master, Third Madam, the Young Master and Young Madam have returned."

Liu Xu said lightly, "They have just come back, don’t they return every day?" Follow current novels on novel•fire.net

Lin Yu hesitated before finally saying, "No, Third Madam, there’s something different about the Young Master this time."

Liu Xu paused in her sewing and then looked up at Lin Yu.

"How is the Young Master?"

Lin Yu smiled: "Congratulations, Third Madam, the Young Master is no longer lame."

As soon as he spoke, the clothing slipped from Liu Xu’s hands to the ground, and even Tang Peizhong was momentarily stunned.

Lin Yu exclaimed, "The Young Master is healed, truly no longer lame and also able to use Inner Strength."

Tears streamed down Liu Xu’s face. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing; was her son really no longer lame?

Could it be that this was just an illusion born from her constant wish for her son’s recovery?

She was now eager to see her Zan’er, to confirm whether he was truly healed.

She staggered towards the city gate, desperate to see her son.

Tang Peizhong’s steps were also faltering.

How ridiculous that after being a General for life, having seen it all, he was now losing his composure just because his son turned from a cripple into a normal person. It seemed laughably absurd.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Tang Peizhong’s lips.

But that was his son, after all.

He had thought Zan’er would live his life unable to use Inner Strength, doomed to be a cripple.

But unexpectedly, he healed.

The surgery was only less than half a month ago, wasn’t it?

No... it might not be a full recovery; he had to see for himself, maybe Lin Yu had conveyed the wrong message.

Tang Peizhong followed behind Liu Xu, heading towards Tang Zan.

At this moment, Tang Zan had already been put down, and was walking towards the stone house with his men. He suddenly stopped halfway.

He saw his father and mother standing together in the front; his mother was crying, her usual grace gone. At this moment, she was no longer the third madam of the Deserted Mountain; she was just a mother happy for her son.

She asked softly, as if afraid this was a dream that would vanish upon waking.

"Zan’er, are you... really healed?"

Tang Zan smiled, "Really healed."

Tang Peizhong’s eyes turned slightly red. Great, his son was healed. With the shackles gone, he would go further!

He said gruffly, "Let me test you, you better not embarrass me."