Mythical Three Kingdoms

"Second Mother..." Qiling hadn’t said a word yet, but the other side had already guessed. If her father knew the whole situation, he might tear Zhao Yun apart.

"Which family’s young man?" Diao Chan inquired.

"Zhao Zilong," Qiling replied, somewhat embarrassed.

Alright, Diao Chan knew Zhao Yun. One of the few people Lyu Bu would occasionally want to cut down for no reason, but who until now was still alive and well. Generally, if Lyu Bu wanted someone dead, and they were still alive and well, it meant they were the top fighters of their time.

Truthfully, Diao Chan was quite broad-minded. Since her daughter eventually had to find a military general as a husband, it was best to find the strongest one; that way, there’d be no needless worry about losing her husband.

"Although he’s somewhat older, he’s quite good." Diao Chan was satisfied with Qiling’s choice—good character, upright, capable, and especially handsome.

"But he has a fiancée..." Qiling said awkwardly.

"..." Diao Chan suddenly didn’t know how to console Qiling. Lyu Bu only had one daughter, Qiling, and Diao Chan was childless until now, so Lyu Bu truly loved this daughter.

"Second Mother, will my father beat me to death?" Seeing that Diao Chan was at a loss for words, Qiling quickly asked.

"You should ask whether your father will beat Zhao Zilong to death." Diao Chan gently patted Qiling’s head, causing Qiling to almost break into tears on the spot.

Though Zhao Yun was indeed powerful, in Qiling’s eyes, he was only comparable to her father, not stronger than him.

At that time, Qiling thought once Lyu Bu ascended, no one would manage her, and she could decide for herself. After all, Zhao Yun wasn’t against her, and none were better than Zhao Yun; Zhao Yun was truly good, and she was determined to compete with Ma Yunlu for him. She was afraid she’d fail, and now her father had descended...

The important thing was that her father had descended; her once-ascended father had returned. This was not only a pillar for Qiling but also a shackle; with her father around, she didn’t dare do such things at all.

"What are you two talking about, whispering without letting me hear?" Lyu Bu saw his daughter clinging to Diao Chan and knew the two of them were close, but it was endless.

Fortunately, Lyu Bu doted on both Diao Chan and Qiling. Otherwise, with Lyu Bu’s abilities, he could’ve eavesdropped and known everything by now.

"Fengxian, go find that Guo Boji. Qiling is grown up and has her ideas. I’m having private talks of a maiden with her." Diao Chan turned to send Lyu Bu away.

Lyu Bu didn’t mind; he wasn’t good at showing his feelings towards his daughter and often relied on Diao Chan to take care of Qiling. So, he heeded Diao Chan’s words and left after giving a few instructions.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?" After sending Lyu Bu away, Diao Chan asked Qiling, "Although Zhao Zilong is formidable, your father is even more formidable, and if he goes berserk, no rules will bind him. Whose family is Zhao Zilong’s fiancée from?"

"Ma Mengqi’s sister, Ma Yunlu. There was a time when Ma Mengqi kept watching me every day, but recently it seemed to have eased." Lyu Qiling looked up, speaking with a bit of helplessness.

"It seems you have a good relationship with her too. Have you thought about how you will handle yourself?" Diao Chan remained calm, without any intention to unleash Lyu Bu because her child suffered.

Lyu Qiling silently played with her fingers, not speaking, just staring blankly at Diao Chan, making Diao Chan poke Qiling’s forehead, which made her tumble over.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch." Lyu Qiling kept crying out, and after a while, seeing that Diao Chan was paying no attention, Qiling had to obediently sit in her place, awaiting her fate.

"What does Zhao Zilong mean by this?" Diao Chan asked, looking at Lyu Qiling.

"He’s rather troubled too, just asking Yunlu and me not to fight." Lyu Qiling scratched her slightly reddened cheek with her index finger.

"Apparently, Zhao Zilong wants a beating. Did he promise you anything?" Diao Chan asked rather irritably, to which Lyu Qiling shook her head repeatedly.

"He hasn’t promised you anything, so why are you so devoted? Are you planning to lower yourself?" Diao Chan asked unhappily. Although Qiling was of the Yan Clan, she had been raised by her for many years, so she understood Lyu Qiling’s character.

"Well, second mother, don’t you have a good life too?" Qiling said softly.

"I’m thinking if your father finds out about this, he’ll surely kill Zhao Zilong." Diao Chan shook her head repeatedly.

"He won’t. My father dotes on me so much; he definitely won’t." Lyu Qiling shook her head repeatedly.

"Precisely because he dotes on you, Zhao Zilong will be killed." Diao Chan replied irritably.

"Zilong’s strength is formidable," Qiling gathered her heart will to launch a counterattack.

"That’s because you haven’t seen your father’s moves now." Diao Chan seriously told Qiling, "I don’t know how strong your father is now, but Zhao Zilong definitely can’t beat him now, I can assure you."

Instantly, the balance in Lyu Qiling’s heart crumbled; it seemed Zhao Yun’s current combat power indeed couldn’t beat her father. Her face turned sorrowful as she gazed at Diao Chan, then embraced Diao Chan’s waist and cried, "Second Mother, what should I do? Father won’t beat me to death, will he?"

"When will you learn to open your eyes a little wider? Really, you thought you could do anything just because your father ascended?" Diao Chan patted Qiling, who was snuggling against her like a puppy, and said rather helplessly.

"But there’s no one better than Zilong! Look at him; he’s handsome, strong, intelligent, gentle with people, beloved in many places, and has a wonderful personality," Lyu Qiling counted on her fingers, listing to Diao Chan.

"It’s settled, your father is definitely going to kill him." Diao Chan showed a look of helplessness, while Qiling mimicked a big crying face.

"Do you really want to marry him?" Diao Chan asked helplessly, to which Lyu Qiling nodded, "Second Mother, please take my father back to the Immortal Realm. I think in a couple of years, Zilong will be able to defeat him."

"If your father heard that, he’d be furious." Diao Chan said, tilting her head in exasperation.

"Second Mother, please~" Lyu Qiling continued to shake Diao Chan.

"Alright, alright, whatever makes you happy." Diao Chan, feeling a bit dizzy from the shaking, replied helplessly.

"Then, quickly send my father away! I’m afraid if he meets Zilong, they’ll really fight, and if it weren’t for Zilong being away, they probably would’ve already fought by now." Lyu Qiling excitedly suggested sending her beloved dad away.

Diao Chan shook her head repeatedly, "Think more about it. I can help you cover this up, but be mentally prepared. Seeing your determination, I know I can’t convince you."

"Thank you, Second Mother." Lyu Qiling flew into Diao Chan’s arms, almost toppling Diao Chan over who was sitting on a chair.