Chapter 149: Discussing Marriage
Marriage?
Han Yan looked up in astonishment. Diwu Miaofu scratched her head, her tears retracting, looking at her with sparkling eyes.
Meeting her eyes, Han Yan couldn’t help feeling embarrassed and looked away.
“Marriage?” Sect Leader Qing Lan slammed the table fiercely. If she hadn’t held back her strength, the table would have been shattered long ago. “You say it lightly! How can this—”
“Sect Leader Qing Lan,” Dugu Yuan’an said, “Things have come to this. Besides, I see that Maiden Han Yan and Miaofu have some affection for each other. Although what my sister did caused harm to Maiden Han Yan, she was completely ignorant at the time and truly didn’t mean it. Maiden Han Yan also knows this in her heart, which is why she chose to forgive my sister. I am very grateful for this. If both of you are interested in each other, why not settle the marriage like this? My Dugu Manor will definitely marry Maiden Han Yan with generous betrothal gifts.”
Sect Leader Qing Lan spat and said disdainfully, “Your Dugu Manor puts on such airs. The Eldest Disciple of my Cloud Appreciation Mountain Sect is the designated future Sect Leader. How can she enter your manor and lose face?”
Han Yan bit her lip. Hearing Sect Leader Qing Lan say “designated future Sect Leader,” she was extremely moved. She didn’t expect her master was still willing to pass the position of Sect Leader to her.
Diwu Miaofu turned her head, looking at Dugu Yuan’an, then at Han Yan, and finally resting her gaze on Sect Leader Qing Lan’s grim face. Without thinking, she said, “How can Maiden Han Yan enter the manor? I naturally want to go to Cloud Appreciation Mountain to be with her!”
Dugu Yuan’an poked her head hard.
Ge Kan said, “This is very good. The Sect Leader won’t lose her beloved disciple and can also enjoy family happiness.”
Sect Leader Qing Lan said coldly, “When did I need any damn ‘family happiness’?”
Diwu Miaofu shouted, “You… if you marry Han Yan to me, I… I won’t blame you for trying to kill me before!”
Sect Leader Qing Lan smiled indifferently again. “When did I need you to forgive me?”
Han Yan thought for a moment, stood up, and said respectfully, “To be honest, I have had more contact with Maiden Miaofu during this period and understand that she is an innocent and romantic woman. What happened back then was something neither of us could have predicted. It was a series of strange coincidences that led to the current result. Please forgive us, elders. Han Yan wishes to devote herself wholeheartedly to sect affairs and not consider marriage.”
Seeing Diwu Miaofu about to pout and cry again, Han Yan changed the subject and said naturally, “However, since Maiden Miaofu is willing to go up Cloud Appreciation Mountain with me, it is also possible to find a day to hold a small ceremony then.”
Diwu Miaofu’s eyes lit up instantly. Dugu Yuan’an watched helplessly and amusedly, thinking that she was usually carefree and quite dashing when not dealing with love. Now being led by the nose by Maiden Han Yan without knowing it, really didn’t know who she took after.
Dugu Huansheng clapped her hands and said, “Very good, very good. If Sect Leader Qing Lan can let go of her concerns and let the two juniors accompany each other, it would really be a great happy event.”
Sect Leader Qing Lan was about to say something, but hearing Diwu Miaofu pounce over and whisper “Mother,” half of her body went numb. Fine sorrow and resentment surged in her heart. Then hearing Han Yan whisper “Master,” she thought her life was already like this. This man was the secret worry she had hidden for fifteen years. Seeing him again now, she found that the other party not only hurt her but also hurt another girl. The obsession with whether he still had love in his heart had dissipated. Why bother pursuing it bitterly?
This bastard… Sigh, I thought I would never see her again. Unexpectedly, she had such a deep entanglement with her beloved disciple. Thinking that this child had been wandering in Jiangnan all these years, living like a little beggar, while she had always thought she was living a fairy-like life in the Western Regions, she actually felt a bit of guilt. But to make her accept this child completely, she was really reluctant.
“Yan’er, do you really want her to come to the Cloud Appreciation Mountain Sect?” Sect Leader Qing Lan asked Han Yan gently.
Han Yan could distinguish people’s features now. Seeing her master staring at her, her heart felt a little hot, and she whispered, “Master, I…” Asking her to say she was willing to marry again in front of her master was as difficult as ascending to heaven. So she said shyly, “Anyway, can’t let this little thief run away again.”
Sect Leader Qing Lan sighed heavily, making her nose feel sour. “Alright. Since you are willing to let her come to the Cloud Appreciation Mountain Sect, Master can’t argue anymore.”
Diwu Miaofu cheered instantly. Glared at by Sect Leader Qing Lan, not only did she show no fear, but she even leaned over ingratiatingly to call her Mother, making Sect Leader Qing Lan at a loss. Frowning, she pushed her head away. “So dirty, go wash your hair!”
Seeing Diwu Miaofu get her wish, Dugu Yuan’an smiled with gratification. Inadvertently meeting Ge Kan’s black eyes, her smile disappeared immediately. She said to Dugu Wenxing and Dugu Huansheng, “Father, Mother, Mu’er is still in danger. I’m worried, so I’ll go look after her first. I’ll leave things here to you.” Addressing Dugu Wenxing and Dugu Huansheng as Father and Mother, she naturally didn’t want Ge Kan to misunderstand who she meant by “Father.”
Dugu Wenxing nodded. “Okay, you go first.”
Dugu Yuan’an left without looking back.
This ordeal had lasted for nearly half an hour. As soon as Dugu Yuan’an pushed open the door of the wing room where Xue Mu and Grandmaster were, she heard Xue Mu’s suppressed groans of pain. Her heart tightened, and she hurriedly closed the door and went forward to check.
Although she didn’t know how this “Thirty-Six Cycle Life Breath Technique” worked, she could tell from the literal meaning that Grandmaster wanted to help Xue Mu regenerate internal breath in her Dantian. Judging from Xue Mu’s distorted face, this “Thirty-Six Cycle Life Breath Technique” was truly agonizing. She wondered if the internal breath in her body was rushing recklessly, and if the newly generated internal breath conflicted with the original internal breath. Thinking of this, she stared almost unblinkingly at Xue Mu’s tightly closed eyes.
Thinking of the tenderness of these days and all the encounters, she only felt she owed her too much. Now she let her block a palm strike from Yu Hanhong for herself, almost dying. She was truly terrified, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, her fists clenched tightly, tapping lightly on her knees.
Mu Ruo’s Soul Cold internal kung fu had indeed reached the tenth level, while she was still one seclusion breakthrough away from the tenth level.
Must become strong, Yu Yuan, otherwise how can you protect your family, your wife?
Must become strong.
Dugu Yuan’an sat at the table and thought quietly for a while. Hearing the low moans Xue Mu made while enduring the pain, her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. Only thinking that Grandmaster wouldn’t aggravate her injury, she exhaled and concentrated on circulating internal energy through her meridians. The red fruit she ate earlier stopped her knees from aching. The Cold Poison was dispersed completely, and Soul Cold internal energy flowed continuously along the leg meridians—
Footsteps stopped outside the wing room door. Dugu Yuan’an opened her eyes, turned her face to look at the vague outline outside the door, and said in a deep voice, “Who?”
“…Me.”
It was Ge Kan’s voice.