As the night deepened, the moist wind after the rain carried the fragrance of earth, illuminating the moonlit scene after the clouds cleared up.
Li Mo, along with his two bodyguards and two servants, returned to Qiushui Pavilion. The servants… no, Elders Qian and Xue did not stay long and went back to report to Sect Master Shang.
“Seniors, take your time.”
Li Mo waved his hand, closed the door, and turned to look at his bodyguards.
“The two of you, the Huanmo Sect members were quite professional.”
“Cough, Xiao Mo, even your Immortal was acting, if you had been born thousands of years earlier, I would have had to give up my position as the sect leader.”
Qin Yuzhi, the former leader of the Huanmo Sect, now looked at the moon with a guilty expression.
“What was the plan just now? Which side are you on?”
“Of course, it’s on your side. It was just a spur of the moment idea.”
Qin Yuzhi waved her hands repeatedly.
Li Mo nodded, then looked at Shang Qin Qing: “But I heard from Clan Leader Shang that you’ve wanted to do this for a long time.”
“Yes, yes, it’s all her fault, she kept nagging about it.”
Qin Yuzhi sold out her teammate.
“…”
Shang Qin Qing’s eyes widened, then she rolled her eyes after a moment of silence:
“That’s right, I wanted to see bl**d flow like a river, I can distinguish between what’s important and what isn’t. Just now, it was all to lull the Huanmo Sect into a false sense of security. Besides, if you took the medicine, drinking it wouldn’t be an issue.”
“That’s true, I could choose not to drink… huh?”
Li Mo stopped mid-sentence, suspecting he had misheard something.
Isn’t taking the medicine and drinking it contradictory?
“To be honest, you two almost knocked me back to the seventh realm.”
Shang Qin Qing shrugged: “If the two of you really consummate your relationship, maybe I’ll achieve enlightenment immediately. At that point, the Huanmo Sect won’t even be able to stand up to you, and everyone will be happy.”
“Hey, boss, you’re talking about us, but aren’t you some kind of upright person yourself?”
“Of course, who doesn’t know that I’m number one on the Jade Tree Orchid List.”
Little Li looked solemn, gazing at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.
He seemed to have completely forgotten how much water there was in this ranking due to some fan couple.
“What about Xiaobing washing clothes early in the morning? She’s so clean, she wouldn’t often get her clothes dirty.”
“Well… Elder Xu’s physical body realm spilled tea, and when I drank tea with Bing Tuozi… it’s not a problem if I didn’t hold it steady, right?”
Little Li glanced upstairs.
Fortunately, Bing Tuozi wasn’t looking.
Shang Qin Qing clicked her tongue: “Tsk tsk tsk… oh my… spilling tea and not holding it steady.”
Qin Yuzhi: “Kuku kuku… I’m going to bed.”
They usually don’t laugh unless they can’t help it.
Black Earth Immortal had faced the Huanmo Sect’s two deputy leaders calmly, but now he was stammering over a matter of clothing.
Watching their backs, Li Mo opened his mouth, probably because of the complementary hard-soft law, spending too much time tossing and turning at night made him unable to speak firmly.
Tonight, he would be even more awake.
Li Mo cooked some midnight snacks, temporarily satisfying his often empty inner world. After completing his daily cultivation, he found himself in the next morning without realizing it.
“Why is it so noisy outside?”
The morning light from three suns was blinding, and Li Mo instinctively shielded his eyes from the sun.
When he lowered his hand, he couldn’t help but be stunned by the scene in the courtyard.
Qin Yuzhi was directing a group of Qingyuan Sect disciples, busy setting up lanterns and streamers, placing tables and chairs.
Elder Ouyang also came, writing on a wooden board and placing it at the entrance, nodding contentedly.
Li Mo couldn’t make out the name, but the words “auspicious marriage” were clear.
The scene was somewhat reminiscent of a dream, making it feel unreal.
“Who’s getting married?”
Li Mo couldn’t help but ask, only realizing afterwards, his expression somewhat dazed.
In the entire Qingyuan Sect, which Li and Ying families could come together?
In an instant, he seemed to be about to change his identity, faster than he could react.
Wait a minute.
Is this a betrothal banquet?
Li Mo cleared his throat, helping out while thinking that his ice chunk should not understand such matters, after all, she had never seen a pig run.
But he forgot that although Ying Bing didn’t understand, there was a Great Shang in charge of marriage rituals at Qiushui Pavilion.
In the room upstairs.
Ying Bing was awakened early by the noise, sitting on the bed with her legs hugged, seemingly half-asleep.
“Xiaobing, you’re awake. Help me write something.”
Shang Qin Qing handed her several stacks of red paper.
“What should I write?”
Ying Bing’s slender legs were on the soft couch, nodding in agreement and pulling out a small table.
“Wedding invitations.”
“?”
Shang Qin Qing sat opposite, decorating the pavilion while talking non-stop.
“After many years, I finally got to host a betrothal banquet again!”
“Do you still manage betrothals?”
“Marriage, betrothal, it’s just a difference of one word. It’s reasonable for me to be broad-minded.”
Shang Qin Qing wasn’t straightforward, but she spoke with confidence.
Ying Bing was stunned for a moment, but given Clan Leader Shang’s authority, she really didn’t understand the differences and similarities.
“What should be done for a betrothal?”
“First, the bride’s family must prepare the dowry, accompanied by family members waiting at home for the groom to pick her up, then sit in a flower sedan chair, cross the fire pit…”
“…”
Ying listened for a while, her gaze slightly lowered, her fingertips curling slightly.
But she had no family anymore.
She had long been accustomed to being alone.
Long before she came to the Qingyuan Sect, people in Qinghe County often privately discussed her background, and the sudden disappearance of the Ying family. Even the stable boy and maidservants at Li Mansion would look at her with pity.
She pretended to ignore those looks.
It was unclear whether she couldn’t accept what happened or didn’t want others to see her vulnerability, or both, which was her way of protecting herself.
Over time, no one would talk to her under her cold face, let alone cause trouble for her.
Except for that immature ghost who was still a troublemaker in Qinghe County…
In short, she gradually stopped caring about her own background.
But now, no one would prepare her dowry, no one would groom her, no one would lead her hand to give her to the immature ghost…
“Clan Leader Shang, let me be part of the bridal party.”
Ying Bing suddenly raised her head and said.
“I’d love to, but I can’t compete with others. I’ll be the master of ceremonies instead.”
“Can’t compete?”
Just as she said this, footsteps sounded at the entrance of the pavilion.
Ying Bing looked blankly and saw Gu Xueqin and Li Dalong carrying bags entering, smiling warmly upon seeing her.
Shang Qin Qing pouted and said, “There, your family has arrived.”
