Help, I’m Being Forced to Marry a Frail and Sickly Immortal Doctor! 49

Chapter 49: Plucking a Plum Blossom for Whom

“I’m going to punish you.”

Although a hundred years had passed, to Ning Ruoque, it was just the blink of an eye.

She looked Si Mingyue up and down. Her old friend’s appearance was no different from the last time she had seen her.

Of course, her way of speaking had not changed either.

Ning Ruoque couldn’t help but remind her, “It’s nighttime now.”

After pointing this out, Si Mingyue was startled and looked around. “Eh? But I just woke up.”

Chu Xuan’s figure flashed at the same time. This person was sitting with her legs crossed in a carefree manner. “Yo, everyone’s here?”

Si Mingyue smiled and nodded.

She first looked at Yin Buran, who was covering her mouth and yawning. Her thick white eyelashes blinked, and she praised with genuine feeling, “Ranran, you’re getting more and more beautiful. Did something good happen?”

Then she looked at Ning Ruoque, who was standing beside her, still smiling. “You’re also getting younger and younger. Did something good happen?”

Yin Buran: “…”

Si Mingyue turned her head again, and her smile suddenly disappeared, replaced by a slight frown and eyes full of sympathy.

“Chu Xuan, you haven’t rested for two days. You must have been very unlucky recently.”

Her speech was slow, even a few degrees slower than Yin Buran’s. Chu Xuan was anxious as she listened.

After finally waiting for her to finish, she immediately replied, “If dealing with the Immortal Alliance’s inspection counts as being unlucky, then my luck has indeed been bad recently.”

“Let’s not talk about this for now.” Chu Xuan waved her hand, trying to drive away these annoying things like flies.

She was a little curious. “Ning Ruoque is here, and you, the fortune-teller, are not surprised at all?”

Back then, when Yin Buran had come to find her, her reaction was quite normal.

If it had been some of those old, undying fellows, they would probably have been so angry that they would have bitten off their tongues, cursed, and their faces would have turned blue.

Si Mingyue shook her head gently, and the silver pendant on her forehead also swayed.

“As early as when Ranran came to find me, I knew that she had returned to the world.”

Chu Xuan was not very happy and slapped the table. “Alright, so you were just hiding it from me?”

As soon as Si Mingyue mentioned Ning Ruoque, she remembered.

She asked Yin Buran, “At Brightlight Pavilion, Qingtong said you asked Si Mingyue for a divination. So you were divining my location?”

Yin Buran glanced at her, her tone suddenly becoming very cold. “No, I was divining where my marriage fate lies.”

Ning Ruoque’s back stiffened, and the tips of her ears began to burn red.

Yin Buran was still making such jokes in front of two friends. She really couldn’t stand it. She didn’t even dare to look into Chu Xuan and Si Mingyue’s eyes.

Fortunately, Si Mingyue didn’t find it strange. She was just puzzled. “I clearly remember that you asked me to divine where Ning Ruoque’s soul was.”

Ning Ruoque silently let out a sigh of relief. It was as she had guessed.

To divine the location of a person who should have been dead, it was normal for Si Mingyue to suffer a backlash.

Yin Buran snorted lightly and then took Ning Ruoque’s hand with her own, which had just been holding a glutinous rice lotus root.

Her fingers, sticky with osmanthus honey, were deliberately rubbed into Ning Ruoque’s palm.

But the latter was not angry, just startled.

Then she very naturally took out a handkerchief to wipe her claws, and also wiped her own.

Ning Ruoque asked casually, “Mingyue, what was my relationship with Yin Buran in the past?”

Chu Xuan interjected at the right time, “I told you before, Yin Buran insisted that Ning Ruoque had lost her memory.”

Si Mingyue looked at Ning Ruoque meticulously wiping Yin Buran’s hand and tilted her head to think.

She said with a smile, “Good friends.”

“No,” Chu Xuan sat up straight and slapped her thigh. “I suspect that these two were secretly in love behind our backs back then.”

For some reason, Ning Ruoque’s heart beat half a beat faster. She secretly glanced at Yin Buran.

Although this person had a cold face, her hand was still obediently in hers, and she hadn’t even noticed the sugar stains on her lips.

Chu Xuan was excitedly recounting the abnormalities she had discovered.

Ning Ruoque, on the other hand, refolded the handkerchief and, as if by a whim, went to wipe the sugar stains on Yin Buran’s lips.

Even through the layer of cotton cloth, the touch was still soft.

Yin Buran’s pair of glassy pupils were as calm as ever, but she tilted her face up and let her do as she pleased.

So Ning Ruoque even slowed her breathing, her fingertips trembling slightly as she wiped past Yin Buran’s lips.

She was clearly the one who had made the first move, but she was like a sensitive plant that had been poked, wanting to empty her mind and calm down.

Chu Xuan over there had already finished recounting the whole story at a super fast speed and stroked her chin. “In short, it’s very strange. Fortune-teller, what do you think?”

“Ah?”

Only then did Si Mingyue withdraw her peripheral vision from Ning Ruoque and picked up her sleeve in embarrassment. “I can’t see. The feng shui of Suwen Peak has been at odds with me recently.”

Chu Xuan: “…I didn’t ask you for a divination. I was talking about the amnesia.”

Si Mingyue seemed not to have figured out the situation yet and tilted her head in a daze. “Eh?”

After a moment of reaction, she lowered her eyes and continued, “The Heavenly Dao has its own order. It is its duty to set things right.”

Chu Xuan was speechless. “Alright, saying that is the same as not saying anything.”

After listening to the three of them ramble on for a long time, there was no progress at all. Yin Buran couldn’t stand it anymore and directly pulled Ning Ruoque away.

She announced with perfect justification in front of everyone, “I’m not wrong. It’s you who have lost your memories.”

After speaking, she covered her mouth with her sleeve and coughed violently, one after another, until tears came out, her cheeks flushed a sickly red, and her whole body trembled.

Ning Ruoque quickly patted her back and brought her water, just short of carrying her directly to Qingtong.

After finally waiting for Yin Buran to recover a little, the room suddenly became eerily quiet.

After a moment, Ning Ruoque was the first to break the silence and said in a deep voice, “Mingyue, what does this mean?”

Si Mingyue still had that smiling expression. She shook her head and did not say a word.

Apart from Yin Buran, who was drinking tea with her eyes lowered, the three of them exchanged a look.

To be able to reach this position today, they had more or less felt the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao’s laws and also had an intuition that surpassed ordinary people.

Some words were best left unsaid, and they tacitly stopped mentioning them.

If what Yin Buran said was true, then the Heavenly Dao must have intervened.

It was just that Ning Ruoque still had doubts in her heart.

She still couldn’t believe that the Heavenly Dao would choose to make her forget Yin Buran as a punishment for coming back from the dead.

Otherwise, when Chu Xuan named her own formation plate, what did it have to do with her and Yin Buran? Why did it have to be hidden?

“Let’s talk about the recent and very serious demon core case.” Chu Xuan knocked on the table with her knuckles.

“Although the methods in the cases of Brightlight Pavilion and Xiaochi Village are different, the nature is the same. They are both using demon cores to cause trouble.”

“The people from the Immortal Alliance have discussed it and unanimously agreed to find the source of the demonic art as soon as possible.”

She had been having a headache over this matter recently.

As the place where the incident occurred, the new Pavilion Master of Brightlight Pavilion, Yan Huaifeng, was the same, being repeatedly interrogated by the people sent by the Immortal Alliance.

Chu Xuan pulled at her curly hair. “Putting other things aside, that mysterious person who sent us the letter must know something. Fortune-teller, can you give us a hint?”

For a rare moment, Si Mingyue frowned, her beautiful purple eyes looking elsewhere in embarrassment. “I did a divination, but I forgot.”

She was a person who spied on the Heavenly Dao. It was better for her to forget some things.

Ning Ruoque and the others knew this, so they would not get angry with Si Mingyue because of this.

Just as Chu Xuan was about to sigh, she saw Si Mingyue suddenly take out a bamboo slip.

“But I wrote a message.”

She often forgot after a divination, so she would just write herself a hint while she still remembered. This was also a kind of shortcut.

Facing the expectant gazes of Chu Xuan and Ning Ruoque, Si Mingyue confidently shook out the bamboo slip.

She read aloud, “It says to invite you to Heavenly Eon Palace as guests, and to prepare fresh beef and chicken legs in advance.”

As soon as her voice fell, the room was silent again.

Ning Ruoque: “…”

It sounds a little strange. She doesn’t know how to comment.

Chu Xuan even directly questioned, “Is this really the solution you came up with? Not that you’re craving barbecue?”

Si Mingyue put down the bamboo slip sheepishly and apologized with a wronged expression, “I might have taken the wrong one.”

But she quickly took out a new bamboo slip from her sleeve and read it with great interest.

“Then it must be this one. Inviting you to visit the Mirage Sea Realm together and see the great Kun.”

The Mirage Sea Realm was within the jurisdiction of Heavenly Eon Palace. It was a large secret realm, and it was said to be a training ground set up by a certain god in ancient times.

After the fall of the gods, the Mirage Sea Realm would open once every hundred years.

Cultivators at the Spirit Refinement realm and below could all enter to temper their dao hearts and obtain the opportunities left behind by the gods.

Yin Buran’s Mirage Pearl was obtained from there.

Counting the days, it was just a few days before the secret realm opened.

Si Mingyue said that the clue was here. Chu Xuan was still skeptical. “Really?”

Si Mingyue spoke softly, “Let’s just go with the flow. The boat will naturally straighten itself when it reaches the bridge.”

Ning Ruoque glanced at Yin Buran. The latter was propping up her head with one hand, her eyelids half-lowered. If it weren’t for Chu Xuan and the others being there, she would probably have fallen asleep directly.

She quietly stood a little closer so that Yin Buran could lean on her.

“Mingyue—”

Ning Ruoque was about to say that they should call it a day, but she was interrupted by Yin Buran before she could speak.

“Alright, let’s do it like this. See you at Heavenly Eon Palace.”

After Yin Buran finished speaking, she reached out, directly turned off the projection device, and turned to grab Ning Ruoque’s sleeve, questioning coldly.

“You only call Si Mingyue by her name. You call me by my full name. What do you mean?”

She had endured it for a long time, and now she couldn’t stand it anymore.

Yin Buran stood up and pushed Ning Ruoque fiercely—

She couldn’t move her.

A certain sword cultivator’s lower body was as steady as a rock, and Yin Buran had just been sick. If Ning Ruoque didn’t give way, she wouldn’t be able to move her at all.

Yin Buran stared at Ning Ruoque with a blank expression, a hint of red at the corners of her eyes.

After a few breaths, the sword cultivator cooperatively retreated to the bookshelf, carefully, afraid of knocking over the books.

She had quickly recalled and found that she had only called “Mingyue” a few times in total, and a certain person was about to explode into a ball.

This was purely a habit from the past. In her memory, she had spent more time fighting alongside Si Mingyue and Chu Xuan.

But at this moment, Ning Ruoque belatedly understood why Yin Buran was angry.

Now that Yin Buran was stubbornly asking her for an explanation, Ning Ruoque paused and said haltingly, “Ran…”

She was not used to it, and only on the second try did she successfully call out.

“Ranran.” This sentence was as light as a feather and was blown away by the wind in an instant.

But the person who had been so aggressive before suddenly quieted down.

Yin Buran turned her head, her voice hoarse. “I’m going to punish you.”