Help, I’m Being Forced to Marry a Frail and Sickly Immortal Doctor! 115

Chapter 115: Towards the Mortal World

“She’s not normal sometimes.”

Thinking that the difference in strength was too great, Yin Buran took a deep breath.

Yin Buran found that she could not calm down, so she simply grabbed the medicine bowl and drank it in large gulps. Soon, the medicinal soup was gone.

Ning Ruoque was afraid that she would choke and stared at her nervously. Only after a bowl of medicine was finished did she let out a sigh of relief and quickly went to soothe Yin Buran’s back.

With this, she had touched that overly thin back again, and Ning Ruoque did not even dare to use too much force.

Thinking that Yin Buran had to travel everywhere for her sake even though she had not yet recovered from her illness, Ning Ruoque also took a deep breath.

She couldn’t help but rub Yin Buran’s head, and her white hair was a mess.

Then, as expected, she was slapped on the chest by Yin Buran.

Yin Buran’s anger had not subsided, and she wanted to push her away, but the sword cultivator did not move at all and kept holding her in her arms. Her fluffy head was buried in her neck, and she rubbed against her a few times.

“Are you a puppy, Ning Ruoque?” Yin Buran acted very impatient.

She was pressed against Ning Ruoque’s body temperature, and the refreshing scent of soap beans lingered in her nose, but her mouth was full of bitterness.

So she frowned, and in just a few breaths, her originally cold gaze disappeared like a cloud and snow, and she became exceptionally wronged.

She couldn’t help but want to act cute to Ning Ruoque and listen to Ning Ruoque coax her. But she was clearly arguing with Ning Ruoque. To make up so quickly, wouldn’t it make her seem very easy to coax?

Yin Buran pressed her lips together, forcefully shifted her attention, and stared at the tassels on the bed curtain.

Ning Ruoque did not know what the other was thinking. “Yin Buran.”

After a moment of consideration, she held the back of Yin Buran’s neck, as if she were stroking a small cat.

She said unhurriedly, “I’m worried about you, and my feelings are the same as your worries about me.”

She didn’t want Yin Buran to worry about her affairs and end up hurting her body, especially now.

Yin Buran did not speak.

Ning Ruoque thought that she was still angry and quickly went to look.

Seeing that Yin Buran had turned her head away, she was even more flustered in an instant. She scrambled to take out a piece of maltose, wanting to coax her.

But before the candy could be fed into her mouth, Yin Buran had already hugged Ning Ruoque and her head was also buried in her arms.

She said in a muffled voice, “So bitter, and my head hurts…”

“Kiss me again.”

The last sentence, her voice was already very low, and it was also a little slurred.

Ning Ruoque was stunned for a moment before she reacted.

She had been so fierce in asking Yin Buran to drink the medicine, but Yin Buran was acting cute and asking for a kiss.

Her heart was already pounding like a drum, and now some images flashed in her mind uncontrollably, and her face became even hotter.

And Yin Buran was like a piece of melted, sweet maltose, making her want to get closer and have a taste.

It was just that holding “food” in her arms could not satisfy her. She had to eat it to be at ease.

Ning Ruoque carefully pecked at Yin Buran’s side face and the corner of her mouth, and at some point, she had held Yin Buran’s hand and intertwined their fingers.

She kissed Yin Buran’s lips, but she did not taste any bitterness. Instead, it was even sweeter than maltose.

The gentle breeze swayed the shadows of the trees, and the sunlight passed through the window lattice, leaving mottled marks. After a kiss, Ning Ruoque still had a dazed feeling of “what day is it today.”

She caught a glimpse of Yin Buran’s hand clutching her lapel, heard the slightly chaotic breathing by her ear, pressed her lips together, and lowered her head to tidy Yin Buran’s clothes, and at the same time, she struggled to pull her reason back.

“Should we recuperate for a while longer?”

This time, her tone was much gentler, and compared to a discussion, it was more like an eager plea.

Yin Buran raised her chin, still with that proud look, without a trace of fragility or grievance.

“Then I’m going to Mount Xuansu.”

Ning Ruoque felt flustered. After all, there was nothing on Mount Xuansu, and her own home was bare. That environment could not even compare to Yin Buran’s flying boat.

But Yin Buran wanted to go, so she still steeled herself and agreed.

She carefully tucked Yin Buran in, and also dissolved the maltose in warm water and placed it on the low table by the bed.

After saying hello, she went out to coordinate the flying boat to leave the Taiyi Sect.

She had been cooped up in the room taking care of Yin Buran for three days and had rarely gone out. Now that she was walking in the Taiyi Sect, she found that most of the damaged buildings had been restored.

It was just that there were still traces of being burned under the eaves, and one could still infer what had happened at that time from this.

And whether it was rebuilding or dealing with the aftermath, including the fact that Ning Ruoque and the others had not been troubled, a large part of the reason was that the internal strife of the Taiyi Sect was serious.

In addition, with such a big incident, the Taiyi Sect was now too busy to take care of itself. How could it have the time to care about them?

Ning Ruoque had originally wanted to find Qingtong, but the people on the road were all in a hurry, and they were all from the Taiyi Sect. They would start to go around her as soon as they saw her from a distance.

Not to mention Qingtong, she hadn’t even seen a single medical cultivator on this whole trip!

Ning Ruoque stood at the intersection, planning to directly use a transmission talisman to contact her.

“Senior!”

A crisp call came from behind her. Ning Ruoque turned her head and met Miao Hongxiang’s brilliant smile.

This girl had been investigating with the Immortal Alliance and had also helped Azurefall Creek to treat patients. She was so busy that she was spinning in circles, and she probably hadn’t rested for several days. But she did not show any signs of fatigue and was even more lively than the sparrows on the trees.

Ning Ruoque nodded in acknowledgment and said casually, “Have you seen anyone from Azurefall Creek? I want to get a flying boat.”

Miao Hongxiang said with a grin, “They’re all at the Hundred Medicines Department. Is Senior also planning to leave?”

Ning Ruoque’s brow furrowed imperceptibly. “Also?”

Hearing her ask this, Miao Hongxiang belatedly explained, “Oh, oh, Elder Jiang… and several of my junior sisters also left earlier. I’m staying behind to deal with the aftermath.”

Although the former Sect Master of the Taiyi Sect had fallen, his crimes were still there, and this could not be written off.

With so many eyes watching outside, if it was not handled properly, it would probably stir up another wave.

So the Immortal Alliance had split into two groups. On the one hand, Jiang Ai had written a document to announce the cause and effect to the entire cultivation world, and on the other hand, she had let the remaining people stay behind to prevent any more trouble.

In addition, they also had to confirm if they had been infected with the plague before they could leave smoothly.

“Alright, thank you.”

After Ning Ruoque had thanked her politely, she bid farewell to Miao Hongxiang.

She set off on her sword and found the busy and disoriented Qingtong, who was currently counting medicine bags, at the Hundred Medicines Department of the Taiyi Sect.

The moment they met, before Qingtong could put down her work, she directly asked in a boisterous manner, “Is Senior Sister better?”

Ning Ruoque: “Mm, I’ll take her back to Mount Xuansu to recuperate.”

Qingtong’s face was full of bewilderment. “Ah? What kind of place is Mount Xuansu?”

She had been on the path of immortality for so long and had seen many large and small immortal sects. There were some with a deep foundation like the Taiyi Sect, and also many small sects that were less than a hundred years old.

The Nine Provinces and the Four Seas, a hundred immortal sects, but Mount Xuansu was not among them. But she still felt that it was very familiar.

Ning Ruoque’s gaze suddenly drifted far away, and she awkwardly tugged at the hem of her clothes.

She said haltingly, “…My… my sect.”

She had not felt that Mount Xuansu was shabby before, but only when she was facing Yin Buran’s family and friends did she feel a lot of guilt, afraid that they would think that Mount Xuansu was too simple.

It was indeed quite simple. It couldn’t even be called a home, at most a place to stay.

She had also thought of rebuilding a courtyard, but at that time, she had wanted to save up for a gift for Yin Buran, and her hands were always tight.

Ning Ruoque was planning to find some time to tidy up her shabby den, at least to make the bed a little softer.

Qingtong was completely unaware of her little thoughts and nimbly contacted her fellow sect members, asking them to come and meet Yin Buran.

“By the way, your sect is really mysterious. I’ve never heard of it before. What kind of moves do you use?”

She had always thought that the Sword Venerable was a rogue cultivator, or that her master was a rogue cultivator.

After all, ever since she had known who Little Senior Sister liked, Qingtong had gone to flip through all sorts of gossip about the Sword Venerable.

She even knew about Ning Ruoque’s little hobby of hoarding food, but she still did not know where she had inherited it from.

The sect master of the Sword Pavilion had once said directly that the exquisiteness of Ning Ruoque’s sword moves had a lot of ancient charm. There was definitely a long period of improvement and accumulation behind it, and it was not something that could be achieved overnight.

She got straight to the point, but Ning Ruoque was speechless.

After a long while, Ning Ruoque replied dryly, “I learned it from my master, and I also figured out some of it myself.”

As for more, she had never thought about it in detail.

She now knew why Yin Buran wanted to go to Mount Xuansu. In the end, it was still for her own sake.

Seeing this, Qingtong shook her head and sighed dramatically, “Ah, this is a sword cultivator. All they do all day is practice their sword, compete with their sword, and wipe their sword. So boring.”

“It’s done. The flying boat is docked at the mountain gate of the Taiyi Sect. Don’t forget to bring Little Senior Sister’s medicine.”

As soon as her voice fell, Ning Ruoque had already left like a gust of wind.

*

Since it was coordinated, Yin Buran did not want to stay here for a moment longer.

She nestled into the much more spacious big bed of the flying boat, leaving Ning Ruoque outside to pack up her things.

It was all sorts of medicine. Afraid that Ning Ruoque would get them mixed up, Qingtong had specially sorted them by day and had also written detailed instructions.

So when Mo Jue came in, she saw Yin Buran curled up in a corner of the bed, a few pills placed on the side and not eaten.

Mo Jue’s gaze swept over the sugar water and sweet pastries by the pills, and then she sized up Yin Buran’s thin inner clothes.

She hadn’t even put on her outer robe. At a glance, she had been directly carried over.

She raised an eyebrow. “Am I coming at a bad time?”

Yin Buran: “…”

Mo Jue then added as if unintentionally, “Does Ning Ruoque know that you didn’t even blink when you drank medicine before?”

Yin Buran bit her lip and finally said in a fit of anger, “Master’s wife!”

Nine out of ten of Qin Jiangli’s words were learned from her master’s wife!

Seeing a certain person like a bristling ball, Mo Jue’s eyes curved, and for a moment, she was as gentle as a spring breeze.

“Alright, I won’t tease you anymore.”

She stroked Yin Buran’s hair. “Look at you, you’ve lost so much weight. Ah, she’ll be heartbroken when she sees you.”

The person she was talking about was the Medicine King, but the pity she showed herself was probably not much less.

Yin Buran buried her face in the quilt. “Is Master alright?”

Mo Jue laughed again. “Everything is fine. You don’t have to worry about us. She did so much, wasn’t it just to let you have no worries?”

She finally patted Yin Buran’s shoulder reassuringly. “Do what you want to do.”

Yin Buran nodded, extremely well-behaved.

So Mo Jue said again, “Qingtong said you’re going to Mount Xuansu. You can take these spirit stones. Go and get some things. Don’t wrong yourself.”

Ning Ruoque, who had just come in: “…”

Ning Ruoque had not deliberately hidden her tracks, so Mo Jue’s words were clearly meant for her.

She had put away the medicine that Yin Buran was to eat and had given Mo Jue a proper bow.

The latter’s gaze only rested on Ning Ruoque for a moment, and then she left lightly.

Ning Ruoque did not mind. She naturally picked up the sugar water, tested the temperature, and it was just right to drink.

She scooped up a spoonful of sugar water and brought it to Yin Buran’s lips. Seeing the other lean over and take small sips, the corners of her mouth also turned up.

She said in a small voice, “After this is over, I want to rebuild Mount Xuansu.”

“As you wish.”

Yin Buran was noncommittal about this.

She yawned, and with a scoop of her hand, she wrapped the sword cultivator in her own quilt. Then she clung to her like an octopus and closed her eyes in peace.

*

The wind knocked on the bamboo forest, just like the sound of the waves.

When Yin Buran was woken up by the movement, the sky was already completely dark, and it was unknown what time it was.

Ning Ruoque had moved the bedding from the flying boat to that broken bed, and it was soft and warm, so comfortable that it made one want to stretch.

So she really did stretch, and casually grabbed the clothes of a certain sword cultivator who was trying to sneak away.

She asked in a hoarse voice, “Where are you going? To find your master?”

Ning Ruoque’s whole body stiffened, and after a long consideration, she dejectedly sat back down by the bed.

She had originally wanted to take advantage of Yin Buran’s deep sleep to first find her master and ask clearly, so as not to make Yin Buran worry.

Her stealth technique was clearly excellent, but who would have thought that just as she had settled the person, and was tiptoeing out, she would be caught.

Ning Ruoque really couldn’t figure out how on earth Yin Buran had done it.

But seeing a certain person’s eyes grow colder, she was startled and first obediently admitted her mistake. “Mm, I wanted you to sleep a little longer.”

Yin Buran tilted her head. “Really?”

Ning Ruoque stiffened again and said, “Partly true.”

Yin Buran was too lazy to argue with her. “You’re going to see your master. Why don’t you take me with you?”

Hearing her ask this, a rare, indescribable expression appeared on Ning Ruoque’s face.

She hesitated to speak several times.

Finally, she lowered her voice and said secretly, “You don’t know. My master… she’s not normal sometimes.”

In an instant, a stone broke through the window and entered. Ning Ruoque reacted sharply and dodged. Who would have thought that the stone would hit the wall and bounce off, and actually fly straight for Yin Buran.

Ning Ruoque secretly cried out in her heart. She stepped forward, drew her sword, and blocked the stone.

The stone hit the sword, and with a crisp sound, she also let out a soft hiss of pain—

She was hit in the back of the head by another stone.

The night wind poured into the room from the window, and the moonlight filled the courtyard, and then it was blocked by a dark shadow.

That person squatted on the window and chuckled, and the first thing she said was, “Who did you say is not normal?”

Ning Ruoque paused for a moment, then rushed up and slammed the window shut with a “bang.”