bookbashuk Chapter 120 Yao Lao: Why don't you marry both you and your disciple?
Chapter 120 Yao Lao: Why don't you marry both you and your disciple?
Chapter 122 Yao Lao: Why don't you marry both you and your disciple?
Xiao Yan's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. He wiped his nose, remained silent for a moment, and then said:
"Disciple? That's quite a coincidence. I should have realized it sooner."
"Yunzhi," Xiao Yan said, looking at Yun Yun who still didn't understand what had happened, "No—perhaps I should call you Sect Master Yun. You're the Dou Huang master who made Nalan Yanran come to annul the engagement back then, right?"
"break off an engagement?!"
Upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, Yun Yun gasped in shock, her beautiful face instantly draining of color and turning deathly pale.
"Yao Yan, you—you couldn't possibly be Xiao Yan?!"
Xiao Yan nodded slowly.
In an instant, the surrounding hot air seemed to freeze.
Yun Yun felt a sudden "Yu" sound in her mind, and countless chaotic thoughts swept over her like a sandstorm.
Several years ago, she took Nalan Yanran as her disciple. The Yunlan Sect had strict rules, and she had high expectations for Yanran. She was basically grooming her to be the next sect leader of the Yunlan Sect.
Due to certain special rules, a sect leader's successor must not have any entanglements with men before becoming the official sect leader.
Not to mention, how could the sect leader of Yunlan Sect have a good-for-nothing with only three levels of Dou Qi as her husband?
Upon learning that Yanran was engaged to another man, she instructed her to go to the Xiao family to annul the engagement.
However, Yun Yun later learned that Nalan Yanran's attempt to annul the engagement at the Xiao family not only failed, but she was also divorced by the Xiao family's useless young master, who also made a three-year agreement with her:
Originally, Yun Yun thought it was just a joke.
But who could have predicted that the "good-for-nothing" whom she and her master regarded as a joke would not only be transformed, but would also have such an entanglement with her, who was using the alias Yunzhi, in the Monster Mountain Range, and even have physical intimacy with her.
Upon meeting again, the other party had such a terrifying teacher. A surge of burning shame and utter embarrassment rushed to Yun Yun's face, her ears instantly burning red, and even her neck turning a faint blush.
She opened her mouth, "Xiao Yan, I—I—" She stammered for a long time, but couldn't finish a single word.
Looking at the Yunlan Sect Master, who once could decide his fate with a single word, Xiao Yan now looked as embarrassed as a girl who had done something wrong. Recalling their ambiguous past, he couldn't help but wipe his nose and sigh inwardly: This damn world.
"Life is truly unpredictable." He sighed softly, then patted Gu He's shoulder beside him. "Speaking of which, Gu, back then, the Qi Gathering Powder that Nalan Yanran used to annul the engagement, was it you who made it?"
Danwang Guhe froze, nearly biting his tongue.
Damn, how did this get me involved?
He knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly and crying out urgently, "Master! Your disciple truly knew nothing back then!"
Xiao Yan was amused by the middle-aged man's reaction. He waved his hand and then pulled him up, saying, "Alright, why are you all so nervous? I'm not going to kill anyone. The old things are long gone. I'm just going to fulfill that promise from back then."
After this commotion, Xiao Yan felt the awkward atmosphere ease considerably.
The old apothecary chimed in with a smile, "Exactly, what's there to be nervous about? Little Yanzi, I can tell you're just as indecisive as I am."
"Although one is the master and the other is the disciple, in my opinion, it wouldn't hurt for you to marry both, Xiao Yanzi."
"Teacher!" The awkwardness had just passed when Xiao Yan heard Yao Lao's words and felt a headache coming on.
"You're getting more and more indecent! I have nothing to do with Nalan Yanran anymore, as for me and Yunzhi—"
"Hey, Xiao Yan, that's not very funny." Old Yao stroked his nonexistent beard, his eyes darting between Xiao Yan and Yun Yun, and chuckled. "Hehe, back in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, you and Xiao Yun—" *spits out*
The vague word "spray" was like a small thorn, piercing the hearts of both Xiao Yan and Yun Yun at the same time.
Xiao Yan's ears turned bright red, while Yun Yun's cheeks flushed even more, turning as red as agate baked by the midday sun in the desert, with an unnatural blush even behind her ears.
The past of the Monster Mountain Range was revealed to everyone, each scene so vivid it seemed like it happened just yesterday. Yun Yun felt all the blood rush to her face, her breathing became erratic, and she twisted her sleeves tightly until her knuckles turned white. She was much more nervous than before.
"senior!"
Yun Yun was both embarrassed and anxious, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly, "Xiao Yan and I were just strangers who met by chance, there's absolutely nothing more to it!"
"A chance encounter?" The old apothecary raised an eyebrow, deliberately drawing out his words. "Little Yun, ask yourself honestly, have you ever had such a 'chance encounter' with anyone else? Hehe, why don't you take out that thing you left for him and show it to everyone?"
"I-"·
Yun Yun was speechless, her mind uncontrollably flashing back to the inner armor she had given to Xiao Yan.
Her fingers clenched tighter, her eyelashes trembled like startled butterfly wings, her cheeks were so hot they almost burned, and her neck was tinged with a hazy pink.
Xiao Yan pretended to be admiring the scenery, tilting his head to one side.
When he saw Yun Yun's eyes sparkling and her shy expression, his heart skipped a beat, and the wind from the Monster Mountain Range seemed to blow into his heart again.
Gu He, standing to the side, stared in disbelief, glancing furtively at Xiao Yan before glancing at Yun Yun's face, which was flushed red.
Damn it, what are you guys so shy about?
Who would encounter someone like you by chance?
He stroked his chin, pondering: Judging from this trend, when I see Yun Yun in the future, won't I have to call her "Master's Wife"?
When Gu He recalled Yao Lao's words, "I married both of them," his face immediately darkened. Wouldn't that mean even Nalan Yanran would have to call him "Master's Wife"?
Damn, that's terrible. This relationship is too messy.
Seeing the two of them, Yao Lao chuckled and stopped teasing them. He then said, "Alright, alright, it's better to resolve this matter sooner rather than later. We'll be at Yunlan Sect soon. We can talk about anything else when we get there."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan took a deep breath, suppressing the heat in his heart, and unfolded his Purple Cloud Wings. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Yun Yun was still standing in the same spot.
Her cheeks were still flushed, and her eyelashes were lowered, as if she were lost in thought.
"Let's go, Yunyun," he said softly, his voice still carrying a trace of lingering unease.
Yun Yun snapped back to her senses, glanced up at him, then quickly lowered her head again, humming softly as her battle aura wings unfurled behind her.
The two followed one after the other, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
For the first part of the journey, no one spoke; only the wind whistled in their ears.
Yun Yun flew behind, but her gaze couldn't help but fall on Xiao Yan's back again and again.
Her heart skipped a few beats again, and she quickly looked away, gazing at the distant clouds, but her cheeks began to burn.
Xiao Yan was actually quite uncomfortable.
The gaze from behind seemed to carry warmth, making his back feel hot.
In addition, he was still wearing the inner armor given to him by Yun Yun, which seemed to still exude Yun Yun's scent, making Xiao Yan unable to help but recall the scenes from the Monster Mountain Range. His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his blood and qi felt hot.
As the old apothecary watched the two awkward figures, the smile on his lips never faded.
"Little Yanzi," Yao Lao's voice came again, tinged with mockery, "Why are you so far away from Xiao Yun? Are you afraid she'll eat you up?"
Xiao Yan: ".—
Yunyun:
·....
Guhe, caught in the middle of the three, felt an awkward atmosphere so thick it could fill a three-bedroom apartment.
He simply turned his eyes to his nose and his mind to his heart, pretending to be a block of wood.