Help, I’m Being Forced to Marry a Frail and Sickly Immortal Doctor! 93

Chapter 93: The Path of the Dao is Nameless

“Have you ever sought fulfillment for yourself once?”

This shout was too loud, and Yin Buran frowned.

Ning Ruoque also realized it and struggled to get up in a fluster.

However, she was then held by the face by Yin Buran, and her attention was forcefully pulled back.

“What’s with this reaction? Could it be that you’re not willing?”

Suddenly meeting Yin Buran’s serious gaze, Ning Ruoque did not dare to move.

Her face was held by Yin Buran, so she could only make a muffled sound, “It’s not that—”

Before she could finish, she was directly interrupted by Yin Buran.

She lowered her eyelids, her face looking a little gloomy.

“That’s right. You weren’t willing to take me with you back then, and you always left me behind. In fact, you still don’t like me enough, right?”

Hearing Yin Buran’s tone, Ning Ruoque quickly grabbed the other’s wrist and explained anxiously.

“No, no. Hunting demons is very dangerous and dirty. I was afraid you wouldn’t like it.”

A hundred years ago, they had been separated more than they were together. Most of the time, Ning Ruoque was out hunting demons or practicing her sword, and they only contacted each other through letters and transmission talismans.

During that time, Yin Buran had mentioned to her several times that she wanted to go with her, but she had been politely refused by Ning Ruoque.

She could actually see that Yin Buran did not like to move and was a clean freak. Although she was not afraid of blood, she would always frown.

And hunting demons was not easy. One had to squat in a mud pit or a mountain valley for half a day, and then be splattered with blood, and might even be injured.

Ning Ruoque was afraid that she would suffer if she followed her.

If she ate too much unnecessary hardship, she might even become unpleasant to look at.

She added in a small voice, “I don’t want you to get hurt even more.”

“…”

After a few breaths of silence, Yin Buran pulled her hand out and continued to press on Ning Ruoque’s shoulder.

Then she blurted out, “Then why don’t you kiss me, I—”

She bit her lip. “I’ve already hinted so many times!”

This degree of frankness had already broken Yin Buran’s habit of doing things, and her cheeks were faintly heating up.

But Ning Ruoque’s gaze suddenly became evasive, and it was clear that she was preparing to play the quail and escape again.

Yin Buran’s temper flared, and her whole body was almost pressing on Ning Ruoque.

Then she said in a fit of anger, “Speak, or I’ll bite you.”

She’s bristling! Ning Ruoque was so scared that she didn’t dare to breathe.

She was clearly a sword cultivator with unparalleled swordsmanship, but now she was tightly huddled in a corner of the chaise lounge, as if she wished she could shrink into a crack.

When Yin Buran pressed her, her ears turned red, and she hurriedly covered half of her face, her speech also stuttering.

“I didn’t think too much at that time. And… I was afraid of being rude to you. It’s already very good to be able to hug you.”

She didn’t even dare to consider anything more. She always thought that they still had enough time to get along, and it was fine to let nature take its course.

The sweet fragrance invaded her breath, and the scent made her warm and cozy.

Ning Ruoque couldn’t help but glance at Yin Buran, and then quickly lowered her head.

She secretly thought, Yin Buran is also beautiful when she’s angry.

Seeing a certain person timidly peeking at her, Yin Buran was both angry and wanted to laugh.

She simply pulled down Ning Ruoque’s hand and got straight to the point. “Why did you leave without saying goodbye back then and go to stop the Demon God on your own?”

This was what she wanted to know the most.

She had been thinking about it for a hundred years, until the flowers that Ning Ruoque had given her had all withered, the letters filled with lingering affection had turned to dust, and the old tree full of wishing plaques had been burned down in one night.

Until no one remembered their past anymore.

Ning Ruoque was stunned for a moment.

She saw the thin layer of mist in Yin Buran’s eyes, as if a tear would fall in the next breath.

She quickly searched her messy memories and only recalled a little of the scene at that time.

And without having time to choose her words, she said with apprehension, “I didn’t know how to say goodbye to you. Mingyue said that my trip would be of great misfortune. I… when I saw you, I couldn’t bear to leave.”

She didn’t dare to look at Yin Buran’s expression.

At that time, the Taiyi Sect and the Cloud Sword Pavilion had already suffered more than half of their casualties, not to mention those small sects.

Chu Xuan’s Forging Fire Sect had directly given up guarding their own sect and instead had sent people to support other places.

And Azurefall Creek was besieged by the main force of the demon race. The Medicine King had been seriously injured because of this, and after several seclusions, she had only recently recovered.

“If I hadn’t gone, or if I had been a step too late, we would have had more casualties.”

When she saw Yin Buran, she would be reluctant, and she couldn’t help but want to plan a perfect future.

But perfection was the most difficult thing to seek in the world.

Besides that, there was one more thing that Ning Ruoque did not dare to say.

She had left without saying goodbye. It was possible that Yin Buran would hate her and complain about her. If she could let go of her because of this, then it would be for the best.

Perhaps it would only take ten years, or perhaps several hundred years. A cultivator’s lifespan was very long, and there was no need for Yin Buran to waste it on a “dead person” like her.

And after her death, the demonic beast tide would retreat, and the flowers of Azurefall Creek would bloom again. As long as people were still there, everything would slowly get better.

In the final analysis, Ning Ruoque had not expected that Yin Buran would do this for her.

She just hoped that Yin Buran could have many, many good hundred years.

After explaining dryly, Ning Ruoque apologized in a low voice, “I’m sorry.”

Then she heard Yin Buran chuckle, as if she were extremely angry.

“What, did this matter have to be sacrificed by you? Who taught you that?”

This was different from the anger that Ning Ruoque had imagined.

It was clearly a vent of emotions, but when it hit her, it was like a soft cotton.

Her whole body froze, and she was at a loss. She could only awkwardly soothe Yin Buran’s back.

Yin Buran was so angry that she wanted to bite someone, or punch Ning Ruoque.

But when the person before her lowered her eyes and obediently apologized, her heart ached.

She closed her eyes, and her voice trembled. “So stupid.”

“For so many years, have you ever sought fulfillment for yourself once?”

Ning Ruoque was stunned. “I—”

A teardrop happened to fall on her collarbone. It should have been wet and cold, but it was so hot that she couldn’t speak.

Yin Buran’s tears were like a broken string of pearls, falling with a patter, and Ning Ruoque’s collar was soaked.

She sat up at a loss and wanted to use the same old trick, to try kissing her.

But just as she lowered her head, Yin Buran bristled and glared at her. “You’re not allowed to kiss me.”

Ning Ruoque’s methods of coaxing people were already poor and primitive. If Yin Buran didn’t let her kiss her, she didn’t know what to do.

She tried to hold her and coax her, carefully pulling her into her arms.

Yin Buran was so thin that she could circle her with one hand. She apologized again, “I’m sorry. I’ll discuss it with you first next time.”

Yin Buran wiped all her tears on Ning Ruoque’s clothes and bit her on the collarbone with her head lowered.

Ning Ruoque did not make a sound and just let her bite. She patted Yin Buran’s back and carefully soothed her fur.

A sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the window, and in the quiet night, it was particularly clear, as if it were deliberately reminding them.

Yin Buran frowned and got up to tidy her clothes.

She mouthed to Ning Ruoque with a cold face, “I’ll deal with you when we get back.”

Ning Ruoque: “…”

A polite knock on the window sounded. Yin Buran asked faintly, “What’s wrong?”

Ning Ruoque scrambled to pull up her collar and put on her outer robe.

Immediately after, the window was pulled open, and Si Mingyue poked her fluffy head in.

She lowered her voice, looking very nervous. “I suddenly have a bad premonition. Should we hurry up and get Chu Xuan and run?”

Ning Ruoque and Yin Buran looked at each other and spoke at the same time, “Alright.”

Si Mingyue’s intuition had always been sharp, and after years of fighting together, they had also developed enough tacit understanding.

Si Mingyue stood on her tiptoes and added anxiously, almost jumping up, “But I can’t contact Chu Xuan.”

Once this person was focused, she would not notice the message from the transmission talisman at all.

After hearing this, Ning Ruoque took out her own dagger and walked outside. “I’ll go and get her.”

Just as she had stepped over the threshold, she suddenly turned back and said to Yin Buran with a serious face.

“If we encounter an emergency, I’ll stay behind to cover the rear. You guys go first. Don’t mind me.”

Yin Buran’s expression was blank: ?

Si Mingyue also tilted her head. “Eh?”

Just as she was about to say something, she saw Yin Buran raise her hand in a fit of anger and slap Ning Ruoque on the head.

“Is this what you call discussing?”