The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife Chapter 738.1: The Ten Great Noble Families

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Old Master Han said meaningfully, "Remember, it must be someone from the Han Family who brings the Little County Princess back!"

Han Lei understood the implication, "I understand, Father."

"And you!" Old Master Han turned his stern gaze towards Third Master Han.

Third Master Han, startled by his father's reprimand, stood up quickly and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, "I-I-I… I'll go too!"

Old Master Han, filled with disappointment, scolded, "What are you going for? Stay at home and behave! You're not allowed to step out of your courtyard for the next few days!"

Third Master Han was on the verge of tears.

Why was he being grounded again?

Han Lei called for Chu Nan, instructing him to go to the barracks and select a batch of the finest Black Wind Cavalry horses. He was going to personally lead the Han Family's cavalry to search for the Little County Princess.

"Father."

Just as Han Lei was about to leave, Han Ye rode over on horseback.

Han Lei looked at Han Ye's pale face and then at his feet, tightly wrapped in bandages. He frowned, "Your injury hasn't healed yet. Why are you out here?"

Han Ye, enduring tremendous pain, had a pale complexion, but his gaze was unwaveringly determined, "Father, let me go help search too."

"Ridiculous! How can you search in this condition? Didn't the physician say you need to rest and heal? If anyone finds out that your tendons are severed and your legs are crippled, do you think you can keep your current official position?"

Han Lei’s words pierced Han Ye's heart like a sharp knife.

Gu Changqing had intended to deal a fatal blow with that sword, nearly ending Han Ye’s martial career.

The Emperor would never rely on a cripple.

To prevent the Emperor from discovering this secret, he couldn’t even go to the Imperial Advisor's Hall for treatment!

He refused to accept the reality of becoming a cripple!

He could still mount a horse!

He could still wield a spear! And hold a sword!

Han Lei understood that his son, who had always been proud and ambitious, couldn’t accept this devastating blow. Softening his tone, he said, “Ye’er, stay at home and rest a.s.sured. I will find a way to heal you.”

"Really?" Han Ye's tone was somewhat indifferent.

Eager for his son to believe him, Han Lei said seriously, “There’s a rumor that Xuanyuan Li once had his tendons severed by people from the State of Jin, but wasn’t he cured by a divine physician?”

A flicker of emotion crossed Han Ye’s eyes, "Wasn’t it the Imperial Advisor?"

Han Lei shook his head, "No, back then the Imperial Advisor's Hall hadn't been established yet. I don't know who that divine physician was, but if the rumors are true, then I will definitely find him for you! No matter the cost, I will have him treat you! Even if it means that the Han Family will have to support him forever, I’ll accept it!"

This was the first time Han Ye felt his father’s unconditional care for him.

In the past, only his second uncle would show such concern.

Han Ye muttered, "It’s been decades. Who knows if that person is still around?"

Han Lei grasped his shoulders, "Ye’er, don’t speak such discouraging words. You are the heir to the Han Family. You must not give up on yourself."

Han Ye said, "I understand my mistake, Father."

Han Lei smiled in relief, "You should hurry back and rest. I’ll take care of everything outside."

Han Ye was carried back to his courtyard by the servants.

He lay on the rattan chair at the doorway, gazing distantly at the scenery in the courtyard.

Qi Xuan swatted a small mosquito on his body and said to Han Ye, "Alright, stop worrying. I’ll help you find the Little County Princess."

Han Ye said, "Thank you, Master."

Qi Xuan clasped his hands behind his back and sighed, "We are master and disciple. I don't want to see your family get into trouble either."

Han Ye pondered for a moment, then suddenly called out, "Master."

Qi Xuan asked, "What is it?"

Han Ye, in a daze, said, "I heard that Xiao Liulang is the Little County Princess’s teacher. Do you think he would pa.s.s up the chance to claim merit?"

Qi Xuan raised an eyebrow, "You want me to find the Little County Princess before him?"

Han Ye lowered his gaze and crushed a small mosquito that had landed on his leg, "What I hope for, Master, is that if you come across him, you’ll kill him for me."

Qi Xuan smiled lightly and responded nonchalantly, "Alright."

In the purple bamboo forest of the Imperial Advisor's Hall, Yu He carried a chilled food box towards a small bamboo house nestled in the woods.

The disciple quietly kneeling at the entrance of the main room said, "Lord Imperial Advisor, Yu He has brought some chilled soup to relieve the heat."

The Imperial Advisor replied wearily, "Let him in."

"Yes."

The disciple lifted the bamboo curtain of the main room and nodded to Yu He.

Yu He stepped inside, leaving his shoes at the steps, and walked gently on the wooden floor in clean white socks.

"Master." Yu He greeted in respect.

At the Imperial Advisor's Hall, only the direct disciples of the Imperial Advisor had the privilege of calling him "Master." All other disciples addressed him as "Lord Imperial Advisor."

Yu He glanced at the tortoise sh.e.l.l on the table and carefully asked, "Master, are you divining? Why does the divinatory diagram look like this?"

As a direct disciple, Yu He had learned some of these skills. From a glance, the divinatory diagram on the table clearly indicated a failed divination.

But wasn’t that strange?

Could there really be something in this world that his master couldn’t divine?

The Imperial Advisor sighed with regret, "I cannot divine her fate. No matter how many times I try, it always fails."

Her?

Was his master referring to the Little County Princess?

Yes, it must be. Only the Little County Princess had encountered trouble. At this critical moment, who else would his master repeatedly try to perform divinations for, besides her?

Yu He smiled pleasantly and said, "It must be because the weather is too hot. Shouldn’t you take a break and try again later, Master?"

The Imperial Advisor sighed, "It’s not the heat. I’ve been trying for many years."

Master, aren’t you exaggerating a bit? The Little County Princess is only four years old.

Yu He knelt down across from the Imperial Advisor, opened the lid of the food box, and ladled out a bowl of chilled mung bean soup, offering it with both hands, "Master, here."

The Imperial Advisor took it, drank a sip, and said no more.

……

In a side room of a courtyard, the man in black and the vendor, who had just finished tending to his injuries, stood respectfully in the middle of the room. In front of them was a man wearing a gray cloak.

The weather was stiflingly hot, and the man pulled down the hood of his cloak and removed the mask from his face.

He glanced at the two people and asked, "Is everything taken care of?"

The vendor replied, "The target has been captured."

The man in black added, "It’s just, we ended up capturing an extra person."

The vendor was speechless, thinking, do you really have to add that?

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