Help, I’m Being Forced to Marry a Frail and Sickly Immortal Doctor! 74

Chapter 74: Plucking a Plum Blossom for Whom

“I’m going with you.”

Ning Ruoque had not yet answered, when Yin Buran spoke again, as if she had used up all her strength.

She said with a trembling voice, “Don’t think you’re not worthy… you’re very good, exceptionally good…”

It was like a flower petal falling on a calm water surface, instantly creating countless ripples.

And Ning Ruoque felt as if she had become a small boat, her heart swaying, and she unconsciously hugged Yin Buran tightly.

But the person in her arms trembled even more fiercely, and even her breathing was intermittent, as if she were extremely tired.

Ning Ruoque quickly pulled over a fur blanket and wrapped Yin Buran in it. “Are you cold?”

Yin Buran did not answer her.

She just pushed her shoulder, as if she wanted to get up from Ning Ruoque.

However, with that little cat-like strength, Ning Ruoque thought she was looking for a comfortable position to lie down.

She held the person and the blanket, carefully holding Yin Buran tightly, and even patted her back to comfort her. “If you’re tired, then rest. Do you want to lie down for a while?”

Yin Buran did not dare to speak.

The after-effects of the direct contact of their spiritual souls had exceeded her expectations. The lingering touch had not yet dissipated, so much so that it had affected her body.

Even the slightest touch made her heart flutter, and she could not control herself.

The technique of repairing the spiritual soul should have been used in conjunction with dual cultivation. Using it directly was still too much.

If this continued, the after-effects might become even more serious.

After a long while, she finally slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The rain still had not stopped, but it was much lighter, becoming intermittent and dripping.

The fragrance of the white crabapple blossoms mixed with the damp smell of the soil, refreshing the heart.

This was indeed a good weather for sleeping, and even Ning Ruoque felt a little sleepy.

But she just carried Yin Buran to the bed, planning to strike while the iron was hot and make her spiritual soul a little more solid.

However, just as she had tucked Yin Buran in, her sleeve was pulled by the other.

Although she was so tired that she could barely open her eyes, and her voice was weak, Yin Buran still insisted, “Where are you going…”

Ning Ruoque’s heart softened, and she blurted out, “I’m right here. I won’t leave.”

Hearing her promise, Yin Buran finally closed her eyes in peace, but her hand still clutched her sleeve and refused to let go.

So Ning Ruoque simply lay down and held the soft Yin Buran in her arms. While closing her eyes to rest, she sorted out her own spiritual platform and sea of consciousness.

Holding Yin Buran, and knowing that she was very safe now, Ning Ruoque let her spirit sink into the depths of her sea of consciousness, and from it, she salvaged pieces of her spiritual soul.

Gradually, mottled images appeared in her mind.

After reuniting with Yin Buran in the upper realm, out of guilt for breaking her promise, and some secret little thoughts, she began to find ways to compensate Yin Buran.

She wanted to have a connection with Yin Buran, even if it was just a little. Even if they only spoke one sentence a year, it was enough for her.

So Ning Ruoque gave Yin Buran persimmon cakes, took her to hunt demons, and collected flower seeds to send over.

Although from the results, these compensations were quite a failure.

She had sent too many persimmon cakes, and a certain poisonous flower had been accidentally mixed into the seeds. And the pot of mushroom soup she had cooked while hunting demons had successfully made Yin Buran see dancing little people.

For this, Ning Ruoque’s master had laughed at her for a whole month.

But after a while, the two of them had at least resumed their correspondence.

The mountain residence did not keep track of the years, not to mention that Ning Ruoque spent all day either chasing and killing monsters or practicing her sword.

But when it came to festivals, Yin Buran would send her a letter, just like when they were still in the mortal world.

On New Year’s Eve, she would send immortal tea and preserved fruits. On the Flower Festival, she would send a sachet of medicinal herbs. And when it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, she would also send a box of pastries with a strange shape and taste.

Sometimes Ning Ruoque would receive them in time, and sometimes it would be several days after the festival before she would rush back to Mount Xuansu.

It was a good thing that those foods could be preserved in a special food box, otherwise, they would have gone bad long ago.

Regarding this, Ning Ruoque also gave her own tea and pastries, small flowers sealed in amber, and all sorts of harvests after hunting demons in return—

The sturdy horn of a gu-diao, the heart of a fei-fei that could be used as medicine, the head of a poisonous teng snake… all were very practical.

But for some reason, her drunkard master still laughed at her, and even laughed so hard that she stopped drinking and her hand holding the sword trembled.

Ning Ruoque had no idea what she was laughing at.

At that time, it happened to be the time of the demonic beast tide, so she simply packed her bags and went to the ancient battlefield, out of sight, out of mind.

Who would have thought that in the rear camp of the ancient battlefield, she would see Yin Buran again.

The other was dressed in green, her long hair tied up with a crabapple blossom hairpin, and she was speaking softly to the people of Azurefall Creek.

Even in the dirty air and the endless sandstorm of the ancient battlefield, she still looked as if she were unstained by a speck of dust.

Ning Ruoque hesitated, not knowing whether to go and say hello to her.

But as soon as Yin Buran looked up, she accurately locked onto her and said with a smile, “Ning Ruoque, what a coincidence.”

“…”

Ning Ruoque could only walk up to Yin Buran under the curious or inquisitive gazes of the surrounding people and nod in acknowledgment.

“What a coincidence.”

She saw Yin Buran turn her head and say a few words to the person beside her, and the latter quickly left.

Only then did she smooth the hair by her ear and ask as if unintentionally, “Did you receive the things I sent you?”

Ning Ruoque: “Mm, thank you for the pastries.”

Yin Buran said with a smile, “Those are mooncakes that I made myself.”

“…”

A trace of bewilderment flashed in Ning Ruoque’s eyes.

It was hard to imagine that the thing with a black crust, a bottom so thick that it could be used to crack walnuts, and a filling that was both sweet and bitter was called a mooncake.

However, Yin Buran’s smile did not change, and she emphasized word by word, “It’s… a… moon… cake.”

An inexplicable chill ran down her back, and Ning Ruoque quickly changed her words, “Thank you for the mooncakes. They were delicious.”

She had eaten them all. It was good, just a little hard on the teeth.

After a few breaths of silence, Yin Buran turned her head and defended herself in a small voice, “I’m not very good at complicated pastries. When you have time, you can come to Suwen Peak and try the medicinal meal I make.”

“Alright,” Ning Ruoque said without any hesitation.

In fact, she didn’t care at all if Yin Buran was making mooncakes or something else. As long as it was made by Yin Buran, she could eat it.

The brief pleasantries came to an end here, and the two of them should have parted ways.

But after walking not far, Ning Ruoque suddenly stopped.

She turned her head, and Yin Buran was still standing in the same spot, staring at her, as if she had never moved her eyes.

But as soon as she met Ning Ruoque’s gaze, she lowered her eyes.

Ning Ruoque reminded her in a low voice, “Be careful. You can find me if you need anything.”

Azurefall Creek had always been stationed in the rear, but the demonic beast tide was much more terrifying than a war. She was a little worried.

The person before her answered obediently, “Mm.”

After taking a few more discreet glances at Yin Buran, Ning Ruoque finally turned and left.

She had originally thought that the two of them would not be able to see each other for at least a month.

However, after receiving her mission, she saw Yin Buran again before she left.

Still that green-clothed, dust-free, beautiful and dignified appearance.

She was clearly in a desolate plain where the long wind blew, but she was like standing on a stone bridge in the misty and rainy south.

Before Ning Ruoque could speak, she lifted her skirt and stepped forward. “That deputy sect master of the Sword Pavilion, he deliberately asked you to kill that Zhuyan, right?”

Not long ago, an urgent message had come, and a new round of the demonic beast tide had arrived at the front line.

And a Zhuyan at the Sitting Forgetfulness realm had circled to the rear, trying to attack the protective grand formation set up by the human race.

The deputy sect master of the Sword Pavilion, on the grounds that he was unable to be in two places at once, had asked Ning Ruoque to go and kill the Zhuyan, while he himself led the others to defend the front line.

He had said with a fine-sounding name, “Fellow Daoist Ning is young, but your swordsmanship is already outstanding. The disciples of my sect are all inferior. For such an important matter, I can only entrust it to you, so that I can be at ease.”

Due to the status of the Sword Pavilion and the prestige he had accumulated as the deputy sect master, the others were all watching and did not express their opinions.

But Ning Ruoque did not hesitate much and directly nodded in agreement.

So when she replied to Yin Buran, she was also quite frank. “I know.”

She knew that he was deliberately pushing her out, first to test her depth, and second to protect the people of his sect.

“But at a time like this, there’s no need to argue with him.”

The grand formation covered the entire rear, and there was no room for any mistakes. Even if others didn’t say it, Ning Ruoque would have taken the initiative to volunteer.

She had this confidence. There were very few people present who could defeat her, including that deputy sect master. Then the most dangerous mission should also be done by her.

But Yin Buran knitted her brows, and a rare anxiety was revealed in her tone. “If you give in like this, do you know how he will treat you next time?”

Ning Ruoque said calmly, “I won’t argue on the battlefield. After the demonic beast tide is over, I will personally go to his door and have a match with him.”

“Yin Buran, go back. The wind and sand outside are strong.”

But the latter did not move and instead grabbed her without any warning.

Just like back then, she wanted to follow her to practice martial arts, to hunt, and to the front line.

Now Yin Buran also did not let go, her pair of beautiful eyes filled with stubbornness.

She said, “I’m going with you.”