Both are in their early twenties, one at the Peak of Core Formation and the other at the Middle Stage of Core Formation. If thrown into the family power circles, they would definitely be among the top disciples. Just thinking with your toes, it's certain that the identities of you two must be illustrious, with a high probability of becoming future sect or family heirs. Even if not heirs, you would certainly hold real power, likely as the direct disciples of the Family Head or Sect Master.
Then you two got together. To put it nicely, it's a free marriage with free love. To put it bluntly, is your Purple Cloud Palace engaging in a political marriage intending to join forces with the Southern Border, or what's going on?
That's about what it ans.
The answer is clearly a bit over the top, at least for Cen Yueyue, it's definitely over the top. But she still tries hard to keep up with the thinking of the two of them. After careful thought, she can guess one or two things.
"Above lovers and below spouses, not yet betrothed but already approved by the senior sister... the master's consent. After this training, we plan to report to our family elders to formally get engaged. As for the latter half of the sentence, does this count as a second question?"
In this era, there is no term for lovers, but using "mandarin ducks" or "wings of the sa bird" as a taphor is sowhat abstract; those terms describe an old married couple. Although my relationship with Cen Yueyue is good, we are not genuinely married.
Honestly, even after we get married, whether we can be publicly recognized is uncertain. Jiang Feng doesn't care, after all, the entire Swordmaster Peak never listens anyway, following one's heart is all that matters. But Cen Yueyue can't.
Her identity is relatively sensitive, and if anything is handled improperly, it could cause trouble for her family.
Qingluan just smiles and nods. She doesn't care about family secrets leaking out because she has no affection for her family at all, though she wouldn't intentionally harm them either, staying in a neutral state of chaos.
With the answer, Jiang Feng is straightforward.
"Cen Family Village."
"Cen Family Village, huh..."
After a mont of thought, the reputation of Cen Family Village cannot compare to the Purple Cloud Palace, but in the close to a hundred years it has erged as an up-and-cor. They've heard of the Cloud Fairy of Jade Radiance Palace marrying into the Southern Border, so the reputation of Cen Family Village isn't bad. Most importantly, during the calamity a hundred years ago, Cen Family Village didn't invade Dongyue.
Given this, the two sides are not considered enemies.
Upon reaching this conclusion, Qingluan's expression softens considerably, just like Liu Tangxi handing over a small notebook to a junior brother. The disciples of Dongyue have a similar bounty order in their possession, recording the nas of various hostile forces and the techniques those forces excel at.
The people of Dongyue are very vengeful, especially after the calamity of choosing a consort exploded. At that ti, several Southern Border Witch Clan families were eyeing intensely, taking advantage of the chaos. They noted down the nas of this group one by one, and whenever they see disciples from this family, they would strike them down without any reason, letting heads roll as proof.
"It's no surprise if you're in love. Seems like it's Qingluan who was naive. This Miss Cen is quite devoted, already treating the young lord as her husband, thinking you two were deeply in love, making rry day and night... Hmm ~"
A mysterious smile.
The smile is ambiguous and reveals a hint of allure, even as she attends to the wounded with no ambiguity, continuing on the topic. Although the latter half of the sentence wasn't spoken, Cen Yueyue still clutched her long skirt and softly "spat" once.
Then completely fell silent.
Jiang Feng also finds Qingluan's actions rather strange, mainly because she looks too cold and elegant, seemingly not the type to speak freely about such matters. Yet, why does she keep talking about n and won?
Just like that Lu Luo!
"Miss, don't tease us. She's thin-skinned. Speaking of which, Miss Qingluan, why have you co to this Sealed Land, and how did you perceive her identity? I hope Miss can enlighten us."
She deftly changes the subject. Qingluan has no intention of hiding anything, as if she anticipated the question. Her deanor is calm and composed, her actions already stopped. If you look closely, you'd notice the once-dying Guang Daoyuan showing signs of awakening.
She slowly raises her head.
Then, as the two stared in disbelief, the girl's delicate cherry-colored lips slightly parted, and a sar of crimson slowly stretched from them, growing longer and curving with a surprising arc in the air, only to be retracted back in re seconds. The lips closed again, restoring her ladylike deanor, as if nothing ever happened.
"Have you forgotten that Qingluan cos from the She Family? This is our sight."
They understood.
Although absurd, it makes perfect sense to them, as the habit of tonguing is known, and the tip holds things unknown to the Human Clan. Most likely, it was through her tongue that she sensed the lingering Gu Worms in the air. Even though the color of Xu Huoyao resembles flas, the scent is entirely different.
"As for why I ca here... let's tackle the present situation first. The reason is sowhat lengthy. If the young lord doesn't mind, we can discuss it on the road, how about it?"
"Hmm?"
Before he could think of what the words ant, he heard a painful groan from not far beneath.
Upon closer inspection, it was Guang Daoyuan beginning to show signs of awakening.
Confused and with a splitting headache, his consciousness was still foggy but began to stir under Qingluan's thod of fighting poison with poison. His vision was blurry, unable to clearly see the woman before him. Yet Qingluan patiently asked,
"Young master, how do you feel?"
"Mm... Thank you, thank you for lending your aid."
His voice was weak, his face pale, and even his speaking tone was barely there, showing his injuries were severe. Nonetheless, those few words consud all his strength, and his eyes closed again, seemingly slipping back into sleep.
"Not bad."
He stands up willingly.
Xiao Yu diligently bends her snake's waist, begins patting off the dead leaves on Qingluan's long skirt, and made it clean. Seeing this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but wonder, how can soone nearly dying be considered not bad?
Their eyes t.
Her dark red eyes glead like a ruby, reflecting as if water was rippling in the autumn, looking at Jiang Feng's puzzled gaze, she took the initiative to speak.
"Please rest assured, both of you."
"This person's body is already fine. Although there are so injuries with broken bones, with his Foundation Establishnt Peak cultivation, traveling a hundred miles from here is not a problem. There are my East Sea Clan disciples stationed there, maintaining order and ensuring the nurous cultivators stay away."
Although absurd, it makes perfect sense to them, as the habit of tonguing is known, and the tip holds things unknown to the Human Clan. Most likely, it was through her tongue that she sensed the lingering Gu Worms in the air. Even though the color of Xu Huoyao resembles flas, the scent is entirely different.
"As for why I ca here... let's tackle the present situation first. The reason is sowhat lengthy. If the young lord doesn't mind, we can discuss it on the road, how about it?"
"Hmm?"
Before he could think of what the words ant, he heard a painful groan from not far beneath.
Upon closer inspection, it was Guang Daoyuan beginning to show signs of awakening.
Confused and with a splitting headache, his consciousness was still foggy but began to stir under Qingluan's thod of fighting poison with poison. His vision was blurry, unable to clearly see the woman before him. Yet Qingluan patiently asked,
"Young master, how do you feel?"
"Mm... Thank you, thank you for lending your aid."
His voice was weak, his face pale, and even his speaking tone was barely there, showing his injuries were severe. Nonetheless, those few words consud all his strength, and his eyes closed again, seemingly slipping back into sleep.
"Not bad."
He stands up willingly.
Xiao Yu diligently bends her snake's waist, begins patting off the dead leaves on Qingluan's long skirt, and made it clean. Seeing this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but wonder, how can soone nearly dying be considered not bad?
Their eyes t.
Her dark red eyes glead like a ruby, reflecting as if water was rippling in the autumn, looking at Jiang Feng's puzzled gaze, she took the initiative to speak.
"Please rest assured, both of you."
"This person's body is already fine. Although there are so injuries with broken bones, with his Foundation Establishnt Peak cultivation, traveling a hundred miles from here is not a problem. There are my East Sea Clan disciples stationed there, maintaining order and ensuring the nurous cultivators stay away."
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