Transmigration; Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Uncle-Chapter 304; Celestial Family
This mortal man had done what no one in their family had managed in centuries: he’d made Kailani pause, made her reconsider, made her think before lashing out. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Long Mingyue’s eyes glistened with fresh tears, but these were different, hopeful rather than despairing.
Perhaps there was a chance after all.
Perhaps this marriage, this mortal husband, was exactly what her daughter had needed.
"All right, you all can go back now."
Shuyin waved her hand in dismissal, already standing and stretching with an exaggerated yawn.
"I’m going back to bed."
"Shuyin."
Lu Yuze’s hand shot out, catching her wrist before she could take a single step away.
He pulled her firmly back down onto the couch, his grip unyielding.
"This is not how you handle the situation."
His tone was quiet but carried unmistakable authority.
Shuyin turned to look at him, ready to argue, but Lu Yuze spoke first, his voice low and intense.
"Above everyone else in this room, I want to find out who has been poisoning your mother."
"That person needs to be eliminated before they strike again."
"I will not watch her go through another near-death experience."
His silver eyes held hers steadily.
"I have to protect you."
"And protecting you means your family members need to be protected and safe as well."
"Which means you’re going to sit here and help us get answers."
Shuyin’s eyes shifted, the jade-green darkening to an almost emerald hue as storm clouds gathered in their depths.
The temperature around her dropped noticeably, frost beginning to form on the nearby surfaces.
Anyone else would have backed down immediately under that look.
But this was Lu Yuze.
She didn’t have the patience for this.
Didn’t want to deal with investigations, family drama, and emotional confrontations.
But something in his unwavering gaze, in the protective determination radiating from him, made her force herself to calm down.
With visible effort, she sat back down properly on the couch, though her posture remained rigid and defensive.
"Kailani, there’s no day Father hasn’t searched for you!"
Long Chen seized the moment of relative calm, his voice breaking with desperate emotion as he looked at his sister with raw longing.
"Not one single day!"
"We’ve all been searching, scouring every realm, following every lead, no matter how small."
"We all have been looking for you!"
The words had barely left his mouth when the sound of multiple footsteps echoed sharply from the entrance hall.
The front door swung open without ceremony, and an older man strode through with the commanding presence of someone who’d ruled for millennia.
Four younger men flanked him, all bearing the same aristocratic features and powerful bearing.
The air itself seemed to thicken with their presence, charged with celestial energy that made the mortal servants instinctively take steps back.
"Missus, Master... we couldn’t stop them!"
The gate guards burst in behind the group, their faces flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and genuine alarm.
"They just walked right through all the security protocols... we tried to...."
"Kailani..."
The older man’s voice cut through everything else, deep, resonant, carrying the weight of centuries and absolute authority.
But beneath all that power was unmistakable relief, profound joy that bordered on disbelief.
Long Tian’s eyes locked onto his daughter with an almost physical intensity.
After five years of searching, of not knowing, of fearing the worst, here she was, alive, whole, safe.
But the moment his voice touched the air, the atmosphere transformed.
Shuyin’s head turned slowly to look at him, and her expression didn’t soften even a fraction.
If anything, her face became even colder, more glacial, like ice forming over deep arctic waters.
The temperature in the room plummeted so rapidly that everyone’s breath became visible in white puffs.
Frost spread across the windows in intricate patterns, the water in the tea cups and glasses froze solid with audible cracks, and a thin layer of ice began creeping across the polished floors.
Long Chen immediately shot to his feet, his survival instincts screaming at him.
He positioned himself directly between his father and sister, his hands raised in a gesture that was half protective barrier, half desperate plea for restraint.
"Father, wait... maybe we should...." he started, his voice tight with tension.
But Long Tian barely seemed to notice.
His eyes remained fixed on his daughter, drinking in every detail as if trying to memorize her after five years of absence.
The joy on his face was beginning to falter as he registered her expression, the hostility radiating from her like physical cold.
"Kailani, I don’t understand...." he began, taking half a step forward.
"Why are you all here?"
Shuyin’s voice sliced through the frozen air, sharp as a blade and utterly devoid of warmth.
Her gaze swept over her father and the four brothers standing behind him, her siblings, their expressions ranging from relief to uncertainty to barely contained joy at finding their lost sister.
Then her eyes settled deliberately, pointedly, on the coffee cup sitting on the low table beside her.
Her hand drifted toward it with deceptive casualness, fingers positioning themselves with the precise calculation of someone who knew exactly how to weaponize everyday objects.
Lu Yuze recognized the motion immediately, he’d seen it earlier that morning when she’d tried to strike him during their playful sparring.
That subtle shift in her shoulders, the way her fingers curled just so, ready to grab and throw with lethal accuracy.
She was preparing to throw the cup at her own father.
His grip on her other wrist tightened in warning, though his expression remained carefully neutral as he watched the family drama unfold.
Ah Ling and Ah Ying, still positioned near the wall, had gone completely rigid.
They watched with wide eyes as their mistress, their gentle, occasionally temperamental mistress, faced down what was clearly celestial royalty of the highest order with nothing but ice-cold hostility.
The power dynamics were suddenly, startlingly clear.
Their Missus wasn’t just some minor celestial being who’d married into the Lu family.
