Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 823 - 374 Choosing a Son-in-law

The Nine Revitalizing Soul Pills invented by the ancestors of old have been mythologized by the outside world for centuries. In reality, while the pill does have remarkable effects, it’s not as exaggerated as reviving the dead.

It’s more akin to an enhanced version of ginseng. For the healthy, it can extend life.

For the dying, it can prolong their existence. But when someone’s destiny has run its course, can it really snatch them back from King Yan?

"The ancestors indeed passed down five Nine Revitalizing Soul Pills. However, by the time they came into my hands, only two were left. One of them was auctioned off many years ago, and as for the remaining one—unfortunately, not long ago, I gave it away. Miss Yu, you’ve come too late."

Yu Ruohuan narrowed her eyes. "Leng Shan, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."

Leng Shan responded indifferently, "The future of my granddaughter lies in your hands. Why would I need to lie to you?"

"Who did you give it to?"

Leng Shan was silent for a moment. "Mr. Amos." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Him again." Yu Ruohuan’s face darkened like the bottom of a pot. This Amos—is he deliberately trying to oppose the Yu family?

"In that case, Miss Leng will have to face the law. Take her away."

Two police officers stepped forward and pulled out handcuffs, about to put them on Leng Xingshuang.

Leng Xingshuang struggled desperately, crying out in heart-wrenching anguish, "Grandpa, save me...!"

Leng Shan’s heart felt like it was being sliced open by a knife at her cries. Watching as Leng Xingshuang was about to be taken away, Leng Shan suddenly spoke, "Though I don’t have a Nine Revitalizing Soul Pill, I did discover the pill’s formula in the ancestral manuscripts. If I gather the ingredients, I can refine a new one."

Yu Ruohuan abruptly looked up, casting a deep gaze at Leng Shan, as if deliberating on the truth of his words.

"You can refine a new Nine Revitalizing Soul Pill?"

Leng Baizhu was a deity-like physician in Hua Xia a hundred years ago, renowned far and wide. His name had become a legend, and his methods of refining pills were unparalleled. Could Leng Shan really compare to him?

"Miss Yu, please wait for just a moment."

Leng Shan left the living room and went upstairs.

In just a few minutes, Leng Shan descended from the second floor, holding a long, rectangular box made of sandalwood in his hands.

"I heard that Old Madam Yu has not been in good health recently. This is a hundred-year-old wild ginseng I chanced upon years ago while gathering herbs in Changbai. It can help the old madam overcome her current difficulties. A small token of goodwill, please accept it."

Yu Ruohuan opened the lid, and at once, a refreshing aroma of ethereal herbs wafted through the air, instantly invigorating her senses, cleansing her mind and spirit.

Lying inside the box was a small stalk of wild ginseng. Though small, it had taken on a humanoid shape, exuding an extraordinary aura.

The ginseng had been well preserved. Yu Ruohuan glanced briefly at Leng Shan; it was evident that what the Leng family preserved was something far beyond the reach of the outside market.

Yu Ruohuan waved her hand. One of her subordinates stepped forward and took the sandalwood box in their hands.

"Old Sir Leng, I hope you keep your word and craft the Nine Revitalizing Soul Pill as soon as possible. Otherwise, I reserve the right to press charges against Miss Leng at any time."

She turned and left without a second thought.

The procession departed in full force.

Leng Xingshuang glared hatefully at Yu Ruohuan’s retreating figure. Realizing what had happened, she ran toward Leng Shan, crying out, "Grandpa, that was your most treasured item, something meant for yourself. Why did you give it to Yu Ruohuan...!"

Leng Shan seemed to age ten years in an instant and sighed helplessly. "It’s all just worldly possessions. You don’t take them with you when you’re born; you don’t take them with you when you die. Nothing is more important than you."

Leng Xingshuang clung to Leng Shan, weeping uncontrollably. "Grandpa, it’s all my fault—scold me, hit me..."

This time, however, Leng Shan was exceptionally calm. He patted Leng Xingshuang gently on the back. "As long as you’re well, that’s enough."

Leng Xingshuang gritted her teeth in resentment. "Grandpa, Yu Ruohuan has gone too far. The debts she owes for scheming against me before haven’t even been settled yet, and now she dares to threaten you! Yu Ruohuan is nothing but a bandit and a thief. Bah! She’s dreaming if she thinks she can get her hands on the Leng family’s Nine Revitalizing Soul Pill."

Leng Xingshuang grew increasingly agitated as she ranted, wishing she could flay Yu Ruohuan alive.

"Is this lesson still not enough for you?" Leng Shan’s tone grew stern.

Leng Xingshuang bit her lip, lowering her head guiltily. "Grandpa, I was wrong. I’ll be more measured in my words and actions from now on."

Looking at the teary-eyed young girl before him, Leng Shan sighed. "Grandpa is getting old and won’t be able to protect you for much longer. What will you do when I’m gone?"

Leng Xingshuang’s tears flowed like a broken string of pearls. She threw herself into Leng Shan’s arms. "Grandpa, I don’t want you to leave, wu wu..."

"Only Yunyang can look after you now. Stop bickering with him and try to get along."

Leng Xingshuang murmured in a small voice, "Even if I wanted to get along with him, it depends on his attitude. He surely finds me annoying. Besides, if he marries someone in the future, I’ll only be more of an eyesore. Without you, there’ll be no place for me in the Leng family..."

Her tearful complaints were heart-wrenching, filling Leng Shan with discomfort.

The conflict between Yunyang and Xingshuang seemed irreconcilable. Yunyang’s personality was unpredictable, and Leng Shan could easily foresee how difficult life would be for Xingshuang in the future. She had been spoiled and developed a brash and impulsive temperament. With no one left to shield her, her road ahead would be fraught with difficulties.

A woman’s major turning point in life is her marriage. Brothers can’t always be relied upon. What if a reliable husband could be found for Xingshuang?

Leng Shan began to deliberate, mentally going over the young men of Xingshuang’s age that he knew. The boy from the Gu family was an excellent candidate—they had been childhood friends. The Gu family had a strong moral compass; he was gentle and polite, and his family was small and straightforward. Madam Gu and Gu Chengzhao were easy to get along with, and Xingshuang wouldn’t suffer if she married into that household.

However, the Gu family, while noble, held no real power and had always chosen to remain neutral and prudent. Could they stand up against the Yu family?

Testing the waters, Leng Shan asked, "Why did Bichen block a blade for Yu Ruohuan? Tell Grandpa—what really happened at last night’s gathering?"

At this, Leng Xingshuang burst into even more heart-wrenching sobs. "Don’t bring up Gu Bichen to me! He’s a traitor! He’s with Yu Ruohuan now!"

Leng Shan was shocked. "What did you say?"

Gu Bichen and Yu Ruohuan were together? The news hit like a bolt from the blue. What was the Gu family thinking? Did they really have to jump into this mess?

"Grandpa." Leng Xingshuang cried heartbreakingly. "If he didn’t like Yu Ruohuan, why would he take a blade for her? And for the past two months, they’ve been meeting frequently—going to operas together even. He’s no longer the Bichen I used to know."

Leng Shan’s heart was a mixture of emotions. Silently, he crossed Gu Bichen off the list of potential matches for his granddaughter.

So who was left? The boy from the Wen family? No, that wouldn’t do. The Wen family had always been subservient to the Yu family. If Xingshuang married in, she’d live a miserable life.

Leng Shan pondered for a long time. Within Hua Country, there seemed to be no family with the strength to rival the Yu family.

Then a flash of inspiration struck, and he suddenly thought of the Xiao family. For decades, despite the Yu family’s exhaustive efforts of manpower, resources, and finances, they had been unable to touch the Xiao family. The Xiao family, based in the Yun’an region, controlled vast amounts of land. Quietly biding their time, they were poised to strike back when the opportunity arose. It was impossible to predict who would emerge victorious when the dust finally settled.

Unfortunately, the Xiao family had always been shrouded in mystery, and the younger generation never showed themselves in public.

At that moment, the steward approached, interrupting his thoughts. "Sir, Mr. Amos has invited you to Zirui Pavilion."

Before Leng Shan could respond, Leng Xingshuang spoke excitedly, "Mr. Amos? Is he the blue-eyed young man who saved me that day?"

Recently, Leng Xingshuang often dreamed about that pair of eyes and that face. Somewhere within her heart, an inexplicable thought had taken root.

Leng Shan observed Leng Xingshuang’s expression carefully, not missing the shyness in her eyes. A bold idea began to form.

He had only considered domestic options. Why not look abroad?

Mr. Amos hailed from a top-tier financial conglomerate. Despite his youth, he was already accomplished in his career. Not only was he around the same age as Xingshuang, but he was also her lifesaver.

Even if they disregarded emotional ties and spoke only of benefits, a relationship between him and the Mei Fei Family could solidify their cooperation. Interest-driven alliances had long-term stability.

Moreover, the Mei Fei Family’s power was rooted overseas. The Yu family couldn’t reach them, no matter how far their hands stretched.

The only variable was Amos’ unpredictable nature.

All in all, it was worth a try.

The steward glanced at Leng Shan and smiled, nodding. "Yes, it’s him."

Leng Xingshuang clung to Leng Shan’s arm, pleading, "Grandpa, take me with you, please?"

Leng Shan smiled and nodded. "Go get yourself dressed up."

Leng Xingshuang ran a short distance before turning back, anxiously clutching at the hem of her clothing. "Grandpa, no matter how angry I am with Brother Bichen, I can’t forget how kind he used to be to me. And after all, it was my knife that wounded him. How is he... How is he doing now?"

"Your second granduncle personally operated on him. Don’t worry, he’s fine. When there’s time, I’ll take you to the hospital to visit him."

Hearing that Gu Bichen was unharmed, Leng Xingshuang finally breathed a sigh of relief and cheerfully headed upstairs.