Chapter 524 Don’t Know How Many Lives You Have to Spare!

Chapter 524: How Many Lives Do They Have to Spare?!

Daxisipo sneered, "Do they even know how many lives the people of the Jiping Commandery Prince's household have to spare for such reckless actions? Do they not realize the danger?"

At this, she couldn’t help but glance at Xingxing. "By some twist of fate, if not for your protective charm, that boy might have lost his life."

The Fate-Changing Tower required countless animal sacrifices. Once backlash struck, no ordinary person could survive the ferocity of its retribution.

Without someone as profoundly blessed as Xingxing, whose fortune could empower protective charms to deflect the backlash's malevolent energy, ordinary people would likely pay with their lives!

Daxisipo muttered under her breath, "They got off easy!"

Xingxing continued massaging Daxisipo’s waist without pause. "Granny Da Xi, can Second Miss Wei’s life be saved?"

Daxisipo curled her lip. "Normally, it’d be impossible, but..."

She shot Xingxing a look, leaving the implication unspoken.

But with Xingxing here, who knows?

Xingxing took the hint and dropped it. Noticing Daxisipo seemed weary from the journey, she whispered while massaging, "Rest for a bit. We’ll talk when they return."

Daxisipo didn’t argue. With a soft "Hmm," she closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

She’d once poisoned herself testing an antidote, though promptly treated, making her tire easily now that she was older.

Once sure Daxisipo was out cold, Xingxing tiptoed out and closed the door quietly.

Wei Zihang and Ju Geer had been waiting in the courtyard. Seeing Xingxing emerge, they hurried over.

Wei Zihang was practically vibrating, but in his eyes, Xingxing was practically a savior now—he was at a loss for words.

Ju Geer, though, was more worried about Daxisipo. Lowering his voice, he asked, "Is Granny Da Xi alright?"

"Just some aftereffects from the poison—she tires easily. She’s asleep now."

Ju Geer nodded.

Wei Zihang blurted out, "...That Granny Da Xi," he said, almost reverently, "how did you come to know her?"

Back home, Daxisipo was the best healer around. Anyone with an incurable illness would seek her out. But she’s weird and expensive, so not many dared approach her... Later, after Xingxing came to their family, Daxisipo took a liking to her and accepted her as a junior disciple, teaching her medicine.

Wei Zihang regarded Xingxing with newfound awe, his gaze complex. "Xingxing is truly remarkable."

Just look—despite her youth, she’d been ennobled as a Township Lady. Her mentor was an enigmatic master. Her eldest brother was a rising military star of Great Xia, her second brother a business prodigy, her third brother a freshly crowned Huiyuan who’d already achieved the Little Triple Crown. The fourth brother? Eh, he didn’t know him well enough to judge. As for the fifth...

Wei Zihang’s eyes lingered briefly on Ju Geer before looking away.

The fifth? Better not to ask.

Of course, Xingxing wasn’t just remarkable for her mentors and brothers—even her charms could snatch people back from death!

Long story short, Xingxing was in a league of her own!

At this point, Wei Zihang no longer dared entertain thoughts of marrying her.

Oh, he still wanted to—but he also had to ask himself: *Who do you think you are?!*

What made him good enough for her? Nothing.

Xingxing was so impressive—what did he have to match her, apart from being the son of a Commandery Prince?

Wei Zihang’s mood was now so complicated it was close to despair!

Ju Geer, his friend, failed to notice the tangled thoughts of his pal beside him, assuming he was simply upset over the family crisis.

Sympathetically, he patted his friend’s shoulder. “Alright, don’t worry. With the mystic Daxisipo here, your second sister will definitely be fine.”

Just as he spoke, a loud crash suddenly came from the main room, followed by a woman’s startled cry.

Wei Zihang’s face instantly paled. “Mother!”

He immediately dashed toward the main room!

Xingxing and Ju Geer quickly followed behind.

Upon entering, they saw a complete mess—an antique shelf had toppled over.

His mother, the Princess Consort of Jiping Commandery, stood to the side, shaken, hand pressed to her chest, pale-faced, unable to speak.

The fallen shelf lay in ruins, and amidst the mess knelt a maid, kowtowing desperately. “Forgive me, Commandery Prince! Forgive me, Princess Consort! This servant didn’t mean it, truly not!”

Wei Zihang recognized this maid—she was the youngest daughter of his wet nurse, born into servitude in the household and raised from a lowly maid to a second-rank maid serving his mother. Due to her mother’s status, she had always been given special treatment.

Now, she was on the verge of tears from fright!

“Mother, are you alright? What happened?”

Wei Zihang hurried forward to grip his mother’s arm.

Clutching her son’s arm, the Princess Consort finally regained some strength. Her voice was tense, even rambling. “...Zhuyin slipped when she entered, and—just like that, she—I know she couldn’t have meant it, but—but she fell against the shelf, and if—if I hadn’t just stood up to check on your second eldest sister, I—I might have—”

His mother, the Princess Consort of Jiping Commandery, was clearly terrified!

Most of the items on that shelf were heavy porcelain or bronze pieces—if they'd hit her, she would've been killed for sure!

Wei Zihang’s face also drained of color. Suddenly remembering something, he called out, “Mother!” and urgently asked, “What about the protective charm?”

At the mention of the charm, the Princess Consort frantically searched her sleeve for it.

Earlier, when the mystic Daxisipo had given her the charm, she had been anxious for nearly the time it takes half an incense stick to burn, but when nothing happened, she had tucked it into her sleeve, keeping it close.

But as she searched her sleeve, her expression suddenly changed again.

Wei Zihang asked urgently, “Mother, what’s wrong?”

The Princess Consort’s hand trembled as she pulled out nothing but ashes!

Upon closer inspection, the charred edges of the charm could still be seen—it had burned to ashes, just like Wei Zihang’s!

The Princess Consort's eyes widened abruptly, as if she'd been punched.

“Th-this...” She could barely speak!

But Wei Zihang immediately exclaimed, “Mother! Don’t worry! The danger has passed! The charm absorbed the disaster for you!”

Yet his mother grew even more agitated. “This disaster was averted, but—what about the next one? What on earth is going on?!”

Overwhelmed by grief and fear, his mother was on the verge of breaking down. “Why is this happening?!”

This was a question Wei Zihang also wanted to ask—why was this happening?

His father, the Jiping Commandery Prince, pale-faced, had servants clean up the mess and took the maid who had knocked over the shelf away to be questioned.

His voice shook slightly as he spoke. “...Township Lady [to Xingxing], Lady of Blessed Peace, do you still have more protective charms?”