Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 421 Divination

Xue Yifeng fell silent. The man his sister was set to marry was the Eldest Prince of the Western Rong.

The Western Rong needed the help of the Poisonous Insect Clan. If their father refused the union between Xue Lingling and the Eldest Prince, the Western Rong would threaten to annihilate the entire clan.

As Xue Lingling’s elder brother, Xue Yifeng did not want his sister to marry the Eldest Prince of the Western Rong in the slightest.

Their father was even more reluctant. Yet to ensure the survival of the entire clan, they had no other choice.

Xue Yifeng watched as Xue Lingling ate her meal cheerfully, carefree and unaware. He and his father felt immeasurable cruelty in forcing her to marry a man she did not love.

To sacrifice her happiness for the lives of their clan members.

He knew all too well that the Western Rong only valued his sister for her skill in crafting poisons.

If his sister could create a poison capable of mass destruction, the Western Rong would be invincible on the battlefield.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Xue Yifeng heard the Vermilion Bird answering Xue Lingling’s question: "For the next few days, you shouldn’t go out and wander around. It’s dangerous."

Xue Lingling responded with an "Oh." Her clumsy brain had completely forgotten that the Princess had just survived an assassination attempt the night before.

She had even vowed to protect the Princess!

Zhan Lan noticed the unusual expression on Xue Yifeng’s face. Once everyone had finished eating, Zhan Lan asked, "Young Master, I hope you don’t mind me asking. We’ve all heard about Xue Lingling’s attempt to flee her engagement. Who exactly is her betrothed?"

Xue Lingling looked to Xue Yifeng, who answered, "The Eldest Prince of the Western Rong."

Xue Lingling put down her chopsticks, her mood souring instantly. That Eldest Prince had visited their clan before, and she hadn’t liked the way he looked at her—his gaze had been downright strange.

Hearing that Xue Lingling’s fiancé was the Eldest Prince, the Vermilion Bird thought: Xue Lingling hasn’t even developed her first stirrings of love, and yet she’s being forced into marriage. It’s truly pitiful.

Xue Lingling turned to Zhan Lan. "Princess, you’re the most capable person I know. Can you help me? I don’t want to marry that Eldest Prince."

When Zhan Lan heard the mention of the Eldest Prince of the Western Rong, she was instantly drawn into a memory.

After the battle at Fengyu Pass, the Western Rong’s power had significantly diminished. In her past life, six months later, the Western Rong had ultimately been annexed by their own kingdom’s strongest tribe, the Xiliao.

The Western Rong King committed suicide, and the fates of his two princes were equally tragic.

In the end, the Western Rong Kingdom was replaced by the Xiliao Kingdom.

But as for whether Xue Lingling had ever married the Eldest Prince, Zhan Lan had no recollection.

However, during this year’s Grand Sacrificial Ceremony of the Poisonous Insect Clan, something earth-shattering had occurred that had shocked all four nations.

Zhan Lan’s pupils suddenly contracted as she asked, "Young Master, when exactly is this year’s Sacrificial Ceremony?"

Seeing Zhan Lan’s serious expression, Xue Yifeng replied immediately, "The ceremony is in five days. Two days after the ceremony is Xue Lingling’s wedding."

Xue Lingling clenched her fists tightly. She had to find a way in the next few days to make her brother abandon the idea of taking her back to the clan.

Zhan Lan frowned. "Young Master, is this year’s sacrificial ceremony being held on a cliff?"

Xue Yifeng was startled. "How did the Princess know this?"

The Poisonous Insect Clan’s annual sacrificial rites alternated between being held by the riverside or in the mountains. But this was the first time they had chosen a towering cliff. The High Priest had said that it was the closest place to the Poisonous Insect God.

Zhan Lan replied, "Young Master, before you set out, had it been raining continuously in your clan’s territory?"

Xue Yifeng’s pupils trembled. Indeed, it had been raining non-stop for two days before his departure. But how could this Princess, far away in Ding’an City, know about that?

He continued to listen as Zhan Lan explained, "Young Master, due to the persistent rain, the cliffs where your clan plans to hold the sacrificial ceremony this year are prone to landslides, which could result in significant casualties among the clan!"

"Is the Princess cursing my people?" Xue Yifeng was displeased upon hearing this.

Among the Poisonous Insect Clan, the belief in the Poisonous Insect God was strong, as was the belief in curses.

Dugu Yan cast a stern glance at Xue Yifeng and said coldly, "Mind your attitude. My sister Zhan Lan is a disciple of the Divine Fortune Teller. She has been reading my fortune since I was twelve, and she has never been wrong!"

To Dugu Yan, Zhan Lan was an almost divine existence, beyond reproach or doubt.

The Vermilion Bird’s gaze also turned icy as he added, "Young Master, the Princess is kindly reminding you!"

Xue Lingling looked to Xue Yifeng. "Yes, brother!"

Xue Yifeng realized his reaction had been too strong and gave a slight nod. "Apologies."

Zhan Lan smiled faintly. "It’s no matter. I merely wish to remind you: During the sacrificial ceremony, ensure your people keep a safe distance from the cliffs."

"How about a wager, Young Master?" Zhan Lan said confidently. "If my prediction proves wrong, I will personally bring fifty thousand taels of silver to your clan as an apology."

"Princess, why would you make such a wager with me?" Xue Yifeng still couldn’t understand why Zhan Lan would stake so much—fifty thousand taels of silver was no small sum.

Not to mention the prospect of Zhan Lan personally going to the Poisonous Insect Clan to apologize. Though the clan was a significant power, it hardly warranted such a gesture from Nanjin’s Brave General.

"I’d like to speak with you privately," Zhan Lan said, sitting up straighter and glancing at the others.

The others took the hint and left the room without hesitation.

Once the door was closed by the Vermilion Bird on his way out, Zhan Lan began, "Young Master, you should personally return to your clan. Furthermore, I have divined that six months from now, the Western Rong will fall to the Xiliao Tribe and be destroyed. If your sister marries into the Western Rong, she will unquestionably die."

Xue Yifeng was stunned by Zhan Lan’s words. If her foretelling was true, then the major events six months later could very well alter the power dynamics among the four nations.

Zhan Lan’s expression grew more serious. "If there really is a landslide at the cliffs, you must tell your father that the Blood Moon Organization is colluding with the Western Rong. Caution is paramount. The Prince Zhenbei of Nanjin is willing to ally with him. Together, we can face the threat of the Western Rong!"

Zhan Lan herself had been ambushed by the Blood Moon Organization on her wedding night, and the Western Rong had undoubtedly been the mastermind. She lived for vengeance!

Xue Yifeng knew that the Western Rong considered Zhan Lan and her Zhan Family as mortal enemies. They undoubtedly feared the strength of the Zhan Family.

With a steely resolve, Zhan Lan said, "Young Master, this is a deal where you have nothing to lose. The results will be evident in five days. If you leave now, you can reach your clan in two days—there’s still time for everything." novelbuddy.cσ๓

Xue Yifeng was tempted by Zhan Lan’s words.

He knew this famous female general had a reputation for divine-like tactics in warfare. Perhaps her divination technique was just as accurate.

Xue Yifeng nodded. "I trust the Princess’s words. I shall return to the clan at once. However, I wish to bring Xue Lingling back with me."

Zhan Lan smiled faintly. "Though she is your sister, she is not an object that can be given away to others. The same applies to taking her. It depends on whether Xue Lingling herself is willing."

"Understood!" Xue Yifeng found truth in Zhan Lan’s reasoning. Women were not men’s possessions and deserved to be respected.

"Young Master, you are free to go." Zhan Lan gestured toward the door in a show of dismissal. Xue Yifeng exited the room.

Outside, Xue Yifeng saw Xue Lingling chatting enthusiastically with Huang Gun. He asked her, "Lingling, do you wish to return to the clan with me?"

"No!" Xue Lingling refused outright.

"Behave!" Xue Yifeng’s gaze darkened, and Xue Lingling quickly hid behind the Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird glanced at Xue Yifeng, feeling the girl clutching tightly to his clothes, seeking protection.

Xue Yifeng suddenly recalled Zhan Lan’s earlier words. Perhaps he shouldn’t force his sister to return to the clan out of his and their father’s concerns.

Just as he was about to say something, Dugu Yan stepped in front of the Vermilion Bird and Xue Lingling. "Xue Lingling doesn’t want to go. Why are you frightening her with that cold look? Your sister is not some trinket of yours!"

"You—" Xue Yifeng was immediately irritated at the sight of Dugu Yan.

"Exactly! Exactly!" Xue Lingling clung to Dugu Yan’s sleeve with excitement.

Dugu Yan was the most dependable! She really liked her!

Her brother, on the other hand, was the worst!

If only she had a bold sister-in-law like Dugu Yan, her brother wouldn’t dare bully her!

Sister-in-law? Xue Lingling was startled by her own wild imagination!