The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 41 Observe the situation calmly

In the afternoon, Qiu Ziyue was meditating and resting in the bamboo house.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound broke the silence, alerting her.

The wind stopped, and an arrow was firmly planted in the bamboo pole beside her.

The arrow's fletching trembled slightly, as if conveying an urgent message.

Qiu Ziyue quickly stepped forward, carefully pulled out the arrow, and saw the sealed paper scroll, knowing that this matter was no small thing.

Qiu Ziyue opened the secret letter attached to the arrow, her eyes quickly scanning each word. Lu Yuanchangming's handwriting was concise yet full of urgency.

In addition to the warning, the letter also mentioned a secret meeting in Coldspring Valley shortly to share more details.

Her brows furrowed, a hint of surprise and worry flashing in her eyes, while a strange sense of gratitude welled up in her heart.

Without much thought, he left a note to reassure his three senior brothers, then quickly packed his things and, following the directions in the letter, sped out of the bamboo forest like the wind.

As the wind rustled and the leaves crunched beneath their feet, Lu Yuan and Changming were already waiting in Cold Spring Valley.

He wore a bamboo hat, his face covered with a black veil, and dressed in white. He stood at the entrance of the valley, gazing at Qiu Ziyue's swiftly approaching figure.

Qiu Ziyue, dressed in white with flowing robes, displayed her exceptional lightness skills, resembling a fox who had traveled through time.

Seeing Qiu Ziyue approach, Lu Yuanchangming smiled slightly. Before he could speak, he saw a resolute glint in her eyes: "You said the five major sects and gangs are going to attack me, is that true?"

Lu Yuan nodded without saying anything more, then turned and walked into the deep valley, with Qiu Ziyue following closely behind.

Both were martial arts masters with superb lightness skills, leaving behind afterimages in the valley in the blink of an eye.

The chase through the bamboo forest was more like a silent, tacit cooperation.

Upon reaching the bottom of the valley, Lu Yuanchangming suddenly stopped and turned to face Qiu Ziyue.

Under the sunlight, his eyes were unusually firm: "To verify your strength, and to ensure that our cooperation is based on mutual trust, let's have a friendly sparring match first."

Qiu Ziyue was taken aback, then smiled knowingly, drew her soft sword from her waist, and lightly touched the ground with the tip of the sword, her posture elegant yet sharp: "Very well, I was just looking forward to learning your skills."

Before the words were even finished, the two had already moved at the same time, one with a sword and the other with a palm strike, breaking the silence.

Qiu Ziyue's movements were nimble and swift, as if she were creating layers of sword shadows, like flowers dancing in the wind.

Lu Yuanchangming met the attack with a palm strike, each strike carrying the weight of mountains and rivers. The two of them intertwined under the moonlight, creating a breathtaking scene.

After several rounds of fighting, both sides demonstrated excellent offensive and defensive skills, making it difficult to determine a clear winner.

Qiu Ziyue's sword became increasingly swift, each strike closely following the gaps in Lu Yuanchangming's defenses. Lu Yuanchangming, on the other hand, used his profound internal energy to deflect the attacks, his movements seemingly always able to seize the best opportunity to counterattack.

Finally, after a fierce round of attack and defense, the two stopped at the same time, stood in the valley, and smiled at each other.

This match was not only an exchange of skills, but also a collision of minds, which fostered a greater understanding and trust between the two sides.

"You'd better be very careful in tonight's dance competition, young lady," Lu Yuan Changming said softly.

Qiu Ziyue nodded, her gaze firm: "Thank you, young hero."

Under the sunlight, the two figures stood side by side, their backs to each other. Then, Lu Yuan flew away with a long cry, displaying his light-footed skill.

Back at her residence, Qiu Ziyue, though young, was no ordinary person; her instructors were all top masters who had retired from the martial arts world for many years.

The harsh experience allowed her to quickly calm down and think of a solution.

Qiu Ziyue decided not to respond directly to the challenge, but instead to fight fire with fire.

She invited her three senior brothers over. Upon entering the bamboo hut, she saw that Qiu Ziyue had already set up a tea ceremony and was waiting for a long time.

The four sat around a table. Qiu Ziyue got straight to the point, revealing the contents of Lu Yuanchangming's secret letter and the conspiracy of the five major sects. The atmosphere in the room immediately became heavy.

The eldest brother broke the silence first, a gentle smile on his lips: "Junior sister, matters in the martial world have always been complex and unpredictable. Since they want to deal with us using despicable means, we might as well give them a taste of their own medicine."

Upon hearing this, the second senior brother's eyes lit up and he said, "I have an idea. We can design some mechanisms and hide them around the performance stage. If anyone tries to tamper with it secretly, these mechanisms will automatically activate, interfering with any hidden weapon attacks and ensuring the safety of our junior sister."

The third senior brother put down his teacup, his gaze gentle yet firm: "I will prepare some special medicine. Junior sister can take it in advance tonight; it will protect her from all poisons."

Qiu Ziyue was deeply moved, and the wisdom of her three senior brothers greatly boosted her confidence.

Senior Brother Qiu Langyu smiled and said, "Junior Sister, don't worry. With us here, we will never let anyone hurt you in the slightest."

Next, the four of them each performed their duties and worked diligently to make preparations.

Qiu Langyu infiltrated the competition stage and set up traps on site.

Qiu Wentian was responsible for observing the movements of the five major sects and gathering intelligence.

Qiu Wenfeng carefully prepared the medicine and taught Qiu Ziyue how to use it in an emergency.

While the three senior brothers were making meticulous arrangements, they didn't forget to remind their junior sister to be careful of one person: Zhao Wanqing. Although she hadn't fallen into the trap last time, the martial world was dangerous, and they needed to be extra careful now.

All the conspiracies and schemes unfolded amidst the turbulent and unpredictable events.

The world of martial arts is treacherous, and people's hearts are unpredictable. Not only are there conflicts in the martial arts world, but also in the government offices, where everyone has their own plans.

Right there in the residence of Yang Xingmi, the deputy military governor of Huainan, he was also plotting his own carefully laid plans.

When the five major sects and five major gangs came to appeal Qiu Ziyue's crimes and request that Qiu Ziyue's participation be cancelled, Yang Xingmi had mixed feelings.

After the five major sects and five major gangs left, he sat in his study, reviewing the mountain of documents.

His expression was solemn, as if he was thinking about something important.

At this moment, Zhu Yanshou gently pushed the door open and entered, his face bearing his usual smile.

"Brother-in-law, you're still handling official business. You must be exhausted." Zhu Yanshou bowed respectfully.

“I told you, you can just call me sir,” Yang Xingmi said, raising his eyes.

"Yes, sir, you are truly dedicated and admirable," Zhu Yanshou changed his tune.

Yang Xingmi raised his head and smiled slightly: "It's alright. As a regional military governor, this is my duty. What brings you here?"

Zhu Yanshou stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Sir, the conflict between Qiu Ziyue and the five major sects and gangs has been escalating recently. Should we prepare in advance to guard against unforeseen circumstances?"

Yang Xingmi nodded: "You are absolutely right. Continue to closely monitor their movements and report any developments immediately."

"Yes, sir." A hint of smugness flashed in Zhu Yanshou's eyes.

"The affairs of the martial arts world have always been complex and ever-changing. If we rashly intervene, we may get burned. What we need to do is wait patiently and observe how things develop."

Yang Xingmi got up and went to the birdcage hanging by the window. He teased a parrot in the cage while speaking slowly and deliberately.

The parrot's feathers were colorful and dazzling, like a rainbow. Yang Xingmi named it Caiyu (彩羽).

The colorful feathers seemed to understand its surroundings. Seeing its owner feeding it and hearing its owner's words, it kept flapping its wings, saying, "Wait patiently, wait patiently."

Looking at the parrot, Yang Xingmi's eyes shone with affection.

What is the connection between this colorful feather and Yang Xingmi?

To be continued in the next chapter.