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Help, I’m Being Forced to Marry a Frail and Sickly Immortal Doctor! 117


Chapter 117: Towards the Mortal World

What a fast, fast sword!


When Ning Ruoque had dragged Yan Ci out, she hadn’t closed the door properly, nor had she noticed the window.

And Yin Buran’s personality was to not move if she could, so if the door was wide open, she would just sit on that broken chair and wait for Ning Ruoque to come back and close it.

Ning Ruoque was worried that the night wind was too cold, worried that mosquitoes would get into the room, and worried that Yin Buran would be scared without anyone to accompany her.

After a few steps up the mountain path, the small courtyard was quiet, and a sliver of faint light leaked from the half-open door.

Ning Ruoque slipped into the crack of the door, and as she had expected, Yin Buran was still sitting on the chair, her head slightly lowered, her hands on her lap, looking very well-behaved.

Ning Ruoque quickly closed the door and window and came to Yin Buran.

“What are you thinking about?”

Yin Buran shook her head.

She reached out and suddenly hugged Ning Ruoque, burying her head in her waist and rubbing.

It was so itchy that Ning Ruoque had to hold Yin Buran down.

She heard the person in her arms speak in a muffled voice, “It’s a good thing I met you so early.”

“It’s a good thing I confessed my feelings to you.”

“It’s a good thing you didn’t ‘go all the way’ back then and become that goddess.”

Ning Ruoque stroked Yin Buran’s head, and her white hair, like cool moonlight, slipped through her fingers. She couldn’t help but hold Yin Buran a little tighter.

Yin Buran looked up at her, her gaze also like the moonlight.

She said softly, “If… I mean, if. If I had seen you in the human world, living in the Ninth Heaven, I would have also hated you.”

Ning Ruoque was stunned for a moment.

She thought of the day she had reunited with Yin Buran, and Yin Buran’s expression was also so complicated that she couldn’t understand it.

She didn’t understand at that time, but now that she looked back, her heart was instantly filled with pity and guilt.

Ning Ruoque nodded and also gently rubbed Yin Buran’s head. “Mm, you should.”

Yin Buran put her hand on Ning Ruoque’s waist and continued, “I would have hated you for a hundred years.”

Only for a hundred years. After that, she couldn’t bear to.

She always felt that staying in that place with not a single sound, and bearing the lives and safety of thousands of people, was also a kind of torture.

Ning Ruoque lowered her eyes. “Mm…”

Yin Buran, with her innocent and indifferent expression, went to pull at Ning Ruoque’s clothes.

Ning Ruoque: “…”

She and Yin Buran looked at each other, and she gave her a reprimand that was almost non-existent. From the latter’s behavior, she could not see a trace of remorse.

Ning Ruoque was helpless. “You’re not fully recovered yet.”

Yin Buran clung even tighter and quickly made another request. “Then I want to take a bath.”

She didn’t forget to add, “With you.”

Ning Ruoque thought about it. A bath was not difficult to achieve, it was just that the place was a little far from here.

She readily agreed, wrapped Yin Buran in a fluffy cloak, and then carried her on her back.

Yin Buran buried her face in her neck again, as if she couldn’t let go for a moment.

Ning Ruoque silently let out a breath.

Is it because she’s sick or something else? Yin Buran seems to be even more clingy than before.

Like a sweet piece of maltose, just looking at it was very satisfying.

“Ning Ruoque.”

Ning Ruoque tilted her head slightly. “Hmm?”

She heard Yin Buran ask, “Will you leave me again?”

Ning Ruoque was strolling in the quiet moonlight. The only sounds by her ear were the heartbeats and breathing of the two of them. It was like a dream, and it made her a little dazed.

She didn’t know if Yin Buran was just asking casually, but she wanted to give the other a real answer.

At least, at this moment, it was from the bottom of her heart.

She thought for a long time, until she had finished this stretch of the mountain path, and the steaming hot spring pool was in sight, before she hesitantly and slowly spoke.

“I… actually don’t know. If it can let you live…”

Ning Ruoque did not finish. She knew very well that this was not an answer that would satisfy Yin Buran, so she waited for the other’s reaction with apprehension.

However, what responded to her was a long and drawn-out breath on the back of her neck. Yin Buran seemed to have already fallen asleep. The medicine she had drunk had a sleeping effect.

“…”

Ning Ruoque sighed softly. If she were to wake Yin Buran up now, she would be angry, right?

She carried Yin Buran and spun around in place twice, then looked at the steaming hot spring pool, and in the end, she still stepped onto the mountain path back.

*

After stuffing Yin Buran back into the quilt, Ning Ruoque practiced her sword in the courtyard for a whole night.

She didn’t know when her drunkard master had left, but when the sky was just beginning to brighten, the lights in the house were lit.

Unfortunately, there was no soft couch by the window here, so Yin Buran would not be like on Suwen Peak, leaning against the window and watching her.

Ning Ruoque casually performed a sword flourish, sheathed her sword, and had already planned to order a large bed and a rocking chair that could be placed by the window.

The first thing she did when she entered the house was to set up a small clay stove to brew today’s medicine for Yin Buran.

“Are you better?”

Yin Buran lazily dressed herself. “Mm.”

Before long, the only table in the room was filled with Yin Buran’s hairbands, fragrant creams, wooden combs…

A dazzling array, which made it even more out of place with that chipped and broken wooden table.

So Ning Ruoque silently added a dressing table with a water mirror to the list.

The medicine was left to cool, and Yin Buran took out a small projection device, put in a few spirit stones, and slowly adjusted it.

Ning Ruoque was curious. “What are you doing?”

“It’s very boring. I’m looking for something fun to watch.”

After she finished speaking, the projection device flickered, and a blurry image gradually appeared.

Without any buffer, countless “water droplets” rushed to her face, and Ning Ruoque subconsciously blocked in front of Yin Buran.

The huge roar of a waterfall sounded by her ear, and the water was turbulent, as if she could feel the coolness in it.

Yin Buran pulled Ning Ruoque aside, and she saw the image flicker again, as if it were adjusting its direction.

Then Chu Xuan poked her head out, revealing a familiar brilliant smile.

She waved vigorously and tried to shrink to the side, making the largest space for the waterfall in the distance. Even so, this waterfall was so wide that she couldn’t see the end.

In the splashing water mist, many cultivators carrying supplies could be vaguely seen, and a section of a covered bridge could even be seen in the distance.

Chu Xuan was visibly excited. “This, this, isn’t it magnificent! I’m going to set up a formation eye here!”

Ning Ruoque knew this place. Although the scenery was magnificent, it was close to the border, and there were often large and small demonic beasts, so it was sparsely populated.

Only the sentries in charge of patrolling and the cultivators who needed to train would come.

However, this place had a concentration of spiritual energy, and the five elements were in harmony, so it was indeed suitable for setting up a formation eye.

While she was lost in thought, Chu Xuan suddenly began to gesture, and the image also focused on that spectacle.

“Ah, a rainbow! A rainbow!”

Several rainbows crossed between the water and the mist, and from time to time, birds would shuttle through, and under the halo of the five-colored rainbow, it was like a dream, as if one’s mind had also broadened.

Ning Ruoque’s peripheral vision caught a glimpse, and she found that Yin Buran was watching with concentration.

She thought, Yin Buran likes beautiful scenery, so there must also be a beautiful tree in the new courtyard.

Chu Xuan put her hands on her hips. “How have you been recently? Do you want to come and see how I will be famous for a hundred generations, hahaha!”

She laughed as she spoke, not caring about the gazes of others at all.

Ning Ruoque could see that Chu Xuan had been preparing for the grand formation for a long time.

The position of the formation eye had probably been thought of long ago, and she had secretly planned it many times, which was why she could mobilize personnel and supplies so quickly.

Once the formation eye was set, the grand formation could be successfully deployed, and the border and the human world would be much more stable.

While Ning Ruoque was still having wild thoughts, Yin Buran on the other end had already nodded.

“Alright.”

Ning Ruoque immediately raised an opinion. “Your illness—”

But before she could finish, Yin Buran’s pitifully lowered eyes made a certain sword cultivator immediately fall silent.

Mount Xuansu was so boring, and there were no books to read. If she went to find Chu Xuan, it might make Yin Buran feel better.

She tried to put on a firm posture. “You can go, but you have to drink today’s medicine first.”

Yin Buran glanced at her, did not object, and just opened her mouth. “Ah—”

This was to ask Ning Ruoque to feed her.

Ning Ruoque paused for a moment, and the firmness she had finally managed to muster instantly collapsed. She turned around to get the medicine bowl.

But she had forgotten that the projection device was still on, and a certain person who was not afraid of causing trouble was standing there with her arms crossed, being sarcastic.

“Wow, wow. I say, you two. You’re showing me this in broad daylight—”

Ning Ruoque stiffened and scrambled to turn off the device.

Because Chu Xuan’s teasing was too merciless, she was so nervous that she tried several times and almost knocked something over. She was so clumsy that she didn’t look like a sword cultivator.

Chu Xuan was still shouting, “Let’s ask Mingyue to come along! It’s so boring for her to be alone.”

Her voice came to an abrupt end. Ning Ruoque, with a “thud,” took out the spirit stone that was supplying the spiritual energy.

She sighed in frustration, brought over the prepared medicine bowl, and when she looked up, she found that Yin Buran was also smiling.

Her eyes were curved, and the corners of her mouth were raised. The brilliant morning sun was just a foil for her, and it seemed as if even this room had become much more beautiful.

So Ning Ruoque thought with red ears, It’s good. At least she has made Yin Buran happy. It’s better than the previous sullen and worried look.

While she was feeding Yin Buran medicine, she asked, “When are we setting off?”

Yin Buran was nonchalant. “The sooner, the better. The grand formation is a matter of the border, and there can be no mistakes.”

Ning Ruoque frowned instantly. “I knew it.”

She wanted Yin Buran to rest more and not run around, but she didn’t know how to persuade her.

Perhaps only by completely solving that matter could she be at ease.

Seeing that she really couldn’t refuse, Ning Ruoque took out a blank scroll and a charcoal pen.

“Then… what do you think is missing in this house?”

Earlier, she had already drawn a simple layout of the courtyard.

She wanted to slowly fill this place with Yin Buran and turn it into a home for the two of them.

This activity clearly aroused Yin Buran’s interest. She took the charcoal pen, and even the medicine didn’t feel bitter anymore. She buried her head in the blank paper and began to write and draw.

Ning Ruoque took the opportunity to go out and pack her luggage.

She planned to stock up on more preserved fruits, and she also had to tidy up the bedding that Yin Buran liked and bring it along.

Just as she was burying her head in making the bed for Yin Buran, a figure suddenly appeared behind her and sat down naturally.

She crossed her legs in a carefree manner, her fingers hooking a wine gourd as she asked, “Going to the border?”

Ning Ruoque was not surprised by this and just frowned slightly. “Mm.”

Her movement technique was learned from Yan Ci. In other words, Yan Ci could also sneak onto the flying boat without anyone noticing.

Yan Ci: “I’m going with you.”

Ning Ruoque agreed, “As you wish.”

She couldn’t be bothered to care what Yan Ci was going to do. As long as it didn’t affect Yin Buran, even if she couldn’t understand, she wouldn’t get to the bottom of it.

But Yan Ci let out a soft laugh, as if she were asking with a profound meaning, “How do you feel your cultivation has been progressing recently?”

Ning Ruoque suddenly put down the soft pillow in her hand, her expression blank. “Yin Buran will affect the speed of my sword strikes.”

Yan Ci raised an eyebrow, and before she could laugh at her, she saw Ning Ruoque’s gaze become focused, as if she had become determined.

“My sword seems to be faster!”

What a fast, fast sword! She has to solve the matter quickly, and then go home with Yin Buran!


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

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

救命,被病弱医仙逼婚了!
Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese

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***

Ning Ruoque's swordsmanship was unmatched in all the lands, and she was but a single step away from ascension.

Yet, she fell in battle, her Dao extinguished while protecting the Nine Provinces and Three Realms. When she opened her eyes again, her cultivation was completely destroyed, and a hundred years had passed in the mortal realm.

To avoid being hunted by her old enemies, she took on a new identity, preparing to start all over again.

Who would have thought that just as she stepped out, she would run into an old acquaintance—the one hailed as the "greatest of all time," the Immortal Doctor, Yin Buran.

The Yin Buran in her memory specialized in poisons and gu-sorcery, was gentle and composed, an unattainable moon in the heavens.

But the person before her now had hair as white as snow and a frail, sickly frame, with an unthawable iciness in her eyes.

Thinking it was just a chance encounter, Ning Ruoque was about to slip away when a sharp blade blocked her path.

Holding the blade, Yin Buran had an inscrutable expression and said softly, "You don't remember? You are my..."

"Fiancée."

Ning Ruoque: ?

Who talks to their fiancée like that?

Wait, who did you say is whose fiancée?!

Did she go crazy, or did I?

Help, how could I possibly have anything to do with Yin Buran?

What am I supposed to do when I'm suddenly saddled with a fiancée after being reborn!

***

Before regaining her memories, Ning Ruoque found Yin Buran to be completely unreasonable.

Not only was every other word out of Yin Buran's mouth "we must choose an auspicious day to marry," but she also refused to let Ning Ruoque out of her sight for even a moment and loved ordering her around.

In the morning, Yin Buran would beckon to her weakly, "Drape my robes for me."

During morning studies, Yin Buran would lean lazily against her, "Turn the pages for me."

When they were out training, Yin Buran wouldn't even walk, "Carry me."

After regaining her memories, however, the other woman only became even more demanding.

It got to the point where at night, Yin Buran would pat the empty space beside her and declare brazenly, "Warm the bed for me."

Ning Ruoque: ???

Her face flushed red with indignation, and she demanded sharply, "Did we truly behave like this in the past?"

Yin Buran's expression remained unchanged. "You've forgotten again. You were intimate with me every night."

Ning Ruoque was aghast.

Heaven and Earth be her witness, all they ever did back then was hold hands!

***

A hundred years ago, everyone in the cultivation world knew that Yin Buran was exceptionally talented, gentle, and self-possessed, yet she had no interest in matters of the heart, focusing only on cultivating the Great Dao.

What no one knew was that she once had a brief romance, only to be separated by death, leaving behind nothing but endless regret.

Now, everyone in the cultivation world knows that Yin Buran has a perverse and unpredictable temperament.

Despite possessing unparalleled medical skills, she only heals people based on her whims, bearing no resemblance to a proper doctor.

And what even fewer know is that her miraculous healing arts were cultivated for one person, and one person alone.

Pure-hearted Sword Cultivator × Frail and Sickly Medical Cultivator

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Content Tags: Devoted Love, Xianxia, HE, Amnesia

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