bookbashuk Chapter 105 No, you've come at just the right time.
Chapter 105 No, you've come at just the right time.
Tan Yue was so angry in the attic that his chest felt tight. Gu Yan, who was under the rose trellis, already knew that he was watching from above. She looked up, holding her teacup, and smiled at him.
Enraged, Tan Yue snapped the railing in half.
Xiao Wanmei only then noticed her husband. Upon meeting Tan Yue's gaze, she lowered her head guiltily. Tan Yue sneered a few times, not wanting to see this adulterous couple any longer, and angrily turned and transformed into a purple rainbow, disappearing into the sky.
After Tan Yue left, Gu Yan stood up and said to Xiao Wanmei, "I'm going to the Mu residence."
After Gu Yan finished speaking, she vanished from the spot in an instant.
Gu Yan now possesses a vast amount of rare and precious natural materials, and has also acquired numerous pill formulas.
However, since he has only been reincarnated in this Yunlan Realm for nineteen years, although he has his own methods in alchemy, there is still much for him to learn. In short, there is no end to learning.
Gu Yan had obtained several pill formulas from the Imperial Medical Academy of the Ruohe Empire, but he was unsure about a few parts, so he went to the Mu residence to discuss them with Mu Qinghe for several days. A few days later, he returned to the City Lord's Mansion. Tan Yue hadn't returned yet, but someone was waiting for him.
Chen Yujing ran to the city lord's mansion. Tan Yue wasn't there, and no one else could get rid of her, so Gu Yan had to come by herself.
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A crescent moon hung on the treetops, and two figures stood beneath it.
A young woman in red, with unparalleled beauty, gazed at the white-clad youth standing before her with her beautiful eyes veiled in a misty haze. She softly asked, "Ayan, are you alright?"
Gu Yan said, "I'm fine."
"Why are you ignoring me? You didn't even glance at me during the palace banquet." As Chen Yujing spoke, her nose tingled and her eyes stung; she felt deeply wronged.
"Li Bai's identity has a bad reputation, and getting involved with me won't be good for your reputation either," Gu Yan said.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yujing couldn't help but think, "So Ayan was thinking of me after all."
He's just concerned about himself.
She suddenly felt a surge of joy, but that joy quickly vanished. She asked, "Then...then why didn't you see me when I went to see you in private time and time again?"
"Have you come looking for me?" Gu Yan asked, feigning surprise.
"Didn't Tan Yue tell you?" Chen Yujing asked.
Gu Yan shifted the blame without any remorse: "I don't know. That traitor Tan Yue actually kept you out without permission. That wretched child, I'll definitely give him a good talking to later."
"So it was all his fault, how despicable!" Chen Yujing's ample bosom heaved with anger; she had actually believed Gu Yan's words. It was all Tan Yue's doing, preventing her from seeing A Yan. She knew it! How could A Yan be so heartless as to refuse to see her?
She came to hate Tan Yue.
"Ayan, what exactly happened to you in the past year? Your cultivation level..." Chen Yujing was incredulous. Nineteen years old! He was only nineteen years old! He was already at the late stage of the Spirit King Realm! If this got out, the entire Yunlan Realm would be in an uproar!
Everyone says she's a genius, but compared to Ayan, what kind of genius is she? She's ninety years old and has only reached the early stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. Compared to Ayan, she feels like a piece of trash.
"Oh, this is just a coincidence, a stroke of luck. But, Yujing, you absolutely mustn't let anyone know Li Bai's true identity, or I'll be in trouble," Gu Yan said.
"I know, I know. I already told my brother to shut up, and I'll definitely keep your mouth shut too," Chen Yujing said.
"Thank you, Sister Yujing."
Gu Yan smiled gently, a smile that made Chen Yujing's heart pound. Gazing at Gu Yan's handsome face so close to hers, her cheeks flushed, and she couldn't help but throw herself into Gu Yan's arms.
When Gu Yan was hugged like that, she instinctively wanted to push her away, but Chen Yujing hugged her even tighter.
"Ayan, I miss you so much..."
Chen Yujing said shyly, "This embrace is so warm. I wish I could stay in this embrace forever."
Gu Yan forced a smile and pushed Chen Yujing away, saying, "Sister Yujing, don't do this."
"Ayan, there's no one else here." Chen Yujing threw herself into Gu Yan's arms again.
Gu Yan's eye twitched. This was really troublesome. Suddenly, he sensed an additional presence on the rooftop above. Gu Yan looked up sharply and saw a dark figure sitting high up, looking down at him and Chen Yujing.
The newcomer had long, silvery-white hair that cascaded down his back. His black robe was embroidered with golden taotie patterns. His strikingly powerful purple eyes held a half-smile, and his handsome face carried a hint of wickedness. He said:
"I think I've arrived at the wrong time."
Chen Yujing froze the moment she saw Dugu Xun.
Gu Yan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Dugu Xun and said with a smile, "No, you've come at just the right time."
Dugu Xun instantly appeared on the ground. Chen Yujing, seeing her former fiancé, became nervous. Her face paled as she asked, "What...what are you doing here?"
Dugu Xun gave her a cold glance: "I didn't come here to see you."
After saying that, he looked at Gu Yan, and his gaze immediately softened.
"Brother," Gu Yan called out.
"Zirong, you have way too many unwanted suitors," Dugu Xun said, glancing at Chen Yujing beside him.
"Brother? Ayan, when did you recognize him as your brother?" Chen Yujing's voice was filled with disbelief. Her gaze darted back and forth between Dugu Xun and Gu Yan. What exactly happened between the two of them without her knowledge?
"Well..." Gu Yan didn't know how to explain.
"What's it to you?" Dugu Xun said coldly, speaking rudely to Chen Yujing, "Who Ayan recognizes as his elder brother is none of your business. Who are you to him?"
Chen Yujing's face flushed red at his words. She couldn't explain her relationship with Ayan. This bastard had become Ayan's brother, while she didn't even have a proper title with Ayan. She bit her lip and looked at Gu Yan. Gu Yan glanced at the moon overhead; it was bright, but not very round.
"Stop getting in my way and get out of here," Dugu Xun said coldly.
Chen Yujing was extremely embarrassed, but she wouldn't leave: "Why should I leave? I'm not leaving."
Dugu Xun's cold gaze swept over Chen Yujing, sending a chill down her spine. However, Dugu Xun wasn't foolish enough to lay a hand on his ex-fiancée in front of Gu Yan and ruin his image. After startling Chen Yujing, he turned and said, "Fine, if you're not leaving, we'll leave."
After saying that, he grabbed one of Gu Yan's hands and teleported away with her.
"Ayan—"
Chen Yujing shouted anxiously at the empty night sky.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
The bright moon is shining, and the clear spring stone is flowing.
Two figures suddenly appeared in the quiet pine forest, as if they had materialized out of thin air. The silver-haired man in black robes grabbed the white-clad youth's hand; the youth glanced down, and the man immediately released him.
"Didn't you say you weren't familiar with Chen Yujing? How come you're hugging her?" Dugu Xun stared at Gu Yan, his tone a little cold.
Gu Yan said innocently, "She pounced on me."
"Can't you dodge? Don't tell me you can't." Dugu Xun crossed his arms, his gaze gradually sharpening, his tone questioning.