Lan Yin Bi Yue Extra Chapters

Chapter 84

Because of the large number of people, all the inns in the town were full, so it was impossible for each person to have a room or for each family to have a courtyard. The inn they were staying at was the largest in town, housing about fifty people. In the largest courtyard, Qiu Changtian and Kong Kong lived in the east wing, Yuwen father and son lived in the north wing, Nan Wofeng and his apprentice lived in the south wing, and the two of them, Liu Mo, and Rong Yue lived in the west wing.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard a loud shout: "Get out!"

Then a door in the north wing slammed open, and Yuwen Luo was pushed out, staggering as if he had been pushed very quickly. The door slammed shut again.

Yuwen Luo looked at the closed door with a hint of dejection, then turned around and saw Qiu Hengbo and Hua Fushu, and smiled.

"Brother Luo, is Uncle Yuwen still the same?" Hua Fushu looked at the tightly closed door.

"Mm." Yuwen Luo nodded.

After they settled in the town, Yuwen Lindong's body was brought from the secluded valley by the Ming family's servants. Upon seeing the body, Yuwen Lindong let out a scream and fainted on the spot. Afterwards, he was locked up with his beloved son's body, refusing to eat or drink, and ignoring everyone's pleas.

“This can’t go on.” Qiu Hengbo looked at the five very conspicuous purplish-red finger marks on Yuwen Luo’s face and couldn’t help but reach out her hand. “Did Uncle do this? Does it hurt?” Halfway through her hand, she suddenly remembered and quickly withdrew it, blushing.

Yuwen Luo raised his hand to touch his face, immediately hissing in pain. "It hurts, it really hurts!"

"Why don't you dodge if it hurts?" Qiu Hengbo took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve. "Apply this when you get back, and it will subside the next day."

"Thank you." Yuwen Luo accepted it without hesitation.

Hua Fushu looked at the finger marks on Yuwen Luo's face and said, "Uncle Yuwen always doted on Brother Yuwen since he was a child. Now that Brother Yuwen is gone, alas, no wonder he treated you like this."

The Hua family and the Yuwen family have a long-standing relationship, and their children have had frequent contact. Therefore, Hua Fushu knows a little about the Yuwen family.

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Luo shook his head and said, "Father also has me in his heart. He has given me everything that is due to his son. Perhaps it is not as much as my elder brother, but relatively speaking, my elder brother has borne and given more than we have. Moreover, my elder brother is so smart and capable, it is only natural that Father values him and likes him more. Father is not only our father, he is also the head of the Yuwen family. His responsibilities make him value my elder brother even more. He has placed all his hopes on my elder brother. Now that my elder brother is suddenly gone, Father has lost all hope. The depth of his pain is beyond the comprehension of others. It is already very good that he can still recognize me as his son."

Hua Fushu was greatly surprised by these words, and after a moment she said, "Brother Luo, I misjudged you before."

Qiu Hengbo simply smiled slightly.

Yuwen Luo felt a little embarrassed by Hua Fushu's words and said, "I'll go find Ning Lang to have lunch with." He smiled at the two of them again and then left.

"Although Brother Luo's martial arts skills and courage are not top-notch, his magnanimity is first-rate," Hua Fushu said, looking at Yuwen Luo's back.

A gentle glint flashed in Qiu Hengbo's bright eyes, and then she said, "Sister, you go back first. I'll go find Father to have dinner together."

"Oh." Hua Fushu nodded, said nothing more, and went back to her room.

Qiu Hengbo then went to the east wing.

That day, after having dinner together, Yuwen Luo and Ning Lang sat down and chatted.

Ning Lang was concerned about Lan Qi in the Northern Palace, and felt somewhat depressed.

Yuwen Luo himself was also filled with sorrow, and thus felt somewhat depressed.

The two lay on the bed, chatting idly.

Just as he was getting bored, the door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, and then a gust of wind blew by. Before he could react, Yuwen Luo had already been dragged off the bed by Yuwen Lindong.

"Luo'er! Good news! This is truly great news!" Yuwen Lindong exclaimed excitedly.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Yuwen Luo reached out to pull away Yuwen Lindong's hand that was gripping his shoulder, which was almost broken from the grip.

But Yuwen Lindong was clearly not listening at this moment. "Luo'er, your Uncle Qiu just came to see me about your marriage to your niece Hengbo. I have already agreed! And the Sect Leader is a witness! Luo'er, you are getting married!" As he spoke, he slipped a gold ring carved with dragon patterns onto Yuwen Luo's hand. "Luo'er, this is the Qiu family's engagement token. You must keep it safe! I never imagined that my niece Hengbo would be in love with you! I never imagined that you would get married before your brothers..." At this point, he remembered the death of his beloved son, and his excitement dimmed. He was silent for a moment before saying, "If my son were here... Sigh! Never mind, it's a joyous occasion today, don't mention it." He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eye. "When we get home, we'll first handle your eldest brother's funeral, and then we'll arrange your marriage. Don't worry, I will definitely not wrong you." With that, he sighed deeply and turned to leave.

Inside the room, Yuwen Luo looked at the golden dragon ring on his wrist. After a while, he stretched out his hand in front of Ning Lang and said, "Ning Lang, bite it and see if it hurts?"

Ning Lang thought for a moment, then pinched hard.

"Ah!" Yuwen Luo's scream startled the entire inn. "So it wasn't a dream!"

Soon, everyone knew that the Qiu family and the Yuwen family had formed a marriage alliance. Although many people were envious and thought it was an ill-matched union, they still congratulated both families.

Qiu Changtian smiled reservedly and politely.

Yuwen Lindong couldn't stop smiling.

Yuwen Luo smiled foolishly every day.

Qiu Hengbo, whether she is smiling or not, is indescribably beautiful.

As for Ming Er, Young Master Ming Er went to the Northern Palace and has not returned.

Those who knew about the poem and clothing gift at Changtian Villa, though momentarily puzzled upon hearing the news, quickly smiled and gracefully congratulated both families.

"I never imagined that silly boy Yuwen Luo would be so lucky," Rong Yue remarked with emotion. Then, thinking of the deceased Yuwen Luo, and then of herself, a sense of sadness washed over her.

“Sister Hengbo wouldn’t misjudge people,” Hua Fushu said. “Let’s go to the street and see if there are any nice things we can buy for her as a congratulatory gift.”

So the two went out the door. As soon as they stepped out of the inn, they saw Mei Hongming coming out of the inn next door. As soon as Mei Hongming saw them, he immediately turned around and walked back.

"Stop!" Hua Fushu uttered two words softly, but Rong Yue beside her trembled, wondering what her mistress was angry about.

It seems that ever since that "embrace" in the East Sea, Mei Hongming has avoided Hua Fushu whenever he sees her. Now that they live in the same courtyard, it seems that this is the first time they have met.

Mei Hongming had no choice but to stop, turn around, and look down at his feet.

"Brother Mei," Hua Fushu said with graceful steps, her demeanor and tone as gentle as water, "weren't you staying at the same inn as us? Why did you come out from that side?"

Mei Hongming, his eyes still fixed on the ground, replied, "I just went to find Master Lie."

"Oh?" Hua Fushu was somewhat surprised.

Since Lie Chifeng's words atop South Peak, the heroes, though not outwardly aggressive, clearly harbored many reservations, and their former admiration had diminished considerably. It was truly unexpected that Mei Hongming, the very person who had personally refuted him that day, would actually take the initiative to seek him out.

Although Mei Hongming wasn't looking at Hua Fushu, he seemed to know what Hua Fushu was thinking at that moment, and said, "What Master Lie said that day was not entirely unreasonable. Everyone has their own thoughts. To be as loyal to oneself and to the martial arts as Master Lie is admirable. Moreover, Master Lie's achievements in martial arts are beyond even my master's reach. It is only natural for me to ask him for guidance."

"Oh?" Hua Fushu exclaimed in surprise again.

"What brings Miss Fushu to my residence?" Mei Hongming asked, clasping his hands in greeting.

"It's nothing," Hua Fushu replied frankly.

Huh? Mei Hongming looked up in surprise, his gaze meeting Hua Fushu's. A blush immediately rose on his handsome face, and he lowered his head again.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Hua Fushu felt a sudden release of the pent-up frustration she had accumulated over the past few months, and her whole body relaxed.

"Rongyue, let's go. We still need to pick out a gift for Sister Hengbo."

"good."

And so, Hua Fushu and Rong Yue gracefully departed, leaving behind only a faint fragrance.

Mei Hongming stood there stunned for a long time, seemingly unable to understand why the girl from Fushu had called him out of the blue. Unable to figure it out, he let it go and walked back to the inn, intending to practice the moves that Lie Chifeng had just taught him.

However, since then, they have often run into each other. Whenever they do, Hua Fushu stands there until Mei Hongming hesitantly comes forward and greets her as "Miss Fushu" before she leaves.

After several attempts, Hua Qinghe, the eldest brother of the Hua family, began to see some clues. So he said to his younger sister, "I think that boy from Taoluo Sect is quite good. He has good looks, good character, and good martial arts skills. Sister, you shouldn't miss him."

Upon hearing this, Hua Fushu was first taken aback, then glared at her brother, stomped her foot, and left.

So Hua Qinghe wondered whether it would be better to go and talk to Senior Nan Wofeng about this now, or wait until she got home and told her parents, who would then go to Taoluo Sect to discuss it with her. Chapter 84, Section 32: Forgetting and Remembering (Part 2)

Updated: [2008-11-28 14:08:14.0]

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In the small town, ten days passed in this manner.

Although the heroes were eager to return home and still harbored resentment towards Dongming, they could only wait and suppress their anger when they thought of the great kindness Lan Qishao had shown them. Furthermore, Dongming had treated them quite politely and hospitably these past few days, which made them feel a little better. They only hoped that Lan Qishao's injuries in Beique Palace would heal quickly.

Seeing Ning Lang's constantly absent-minded appearance, and not even responding to Liu Mo's warm greetings, Yuwen Luo understood the reason. So, that day, he suggested the two of them go to Beique Palace to see Lan Qi. Actually, he himself also longed to see the magnificent palace standing atop the mountain.

Ning Lang immediately responded to this.

So the two left the town and headed towards Beique, only to be stopped by guards at the foot of the North Peak. This was the royal family's most important territory, not a place for just anyone to enter. As they gazed at the peak with a sigh, they encountered Qu Huailiu, who was coming down from the South Peak on his way back to Beique Palace. Qu Huailiu had a deep impression of Ning Lang, and upon hearing that they were going to visit Lan Qishao, he readily agreed. With him leading the way, the guards naturally let them pass.

The two followed him uphill, where they saw a guard every ten feet and a palace tower every hundred meters, adorned with green pines and cypresses, simple yet exuding an ancient solemnity. Finally reaching the summit, they looked up at the North Palace up close. The palace buildings rose in layers, seemingly reaching the sky and connecting with the clouds. The green tiles, glazed windows, and vermilion windows were magnificent, the carved railings and jade steps were adorned with exotic flowers and rare herbs, and countless valiant guards stood watch before the many palace gates, making it appear incomparably magnificent, beautiful, majestic, and rich.

"The royal palace is indeed extraordinary," Yuwen Luo exclaimed.

Qu Huailiu led them to Yunming Palace, but unfortunately, when they arrived, the people in the palace said that the Seventh Young Master had been invited by the Northern King to Haiwei Palace for tea.

Although Lan Qi, Ming Er, Bei Wang, and Yun Wuyai originally wanted to kill each other, they temporarily put aside their grudges and the past. Personally, they all greatly admired each other. Each of them was a man of great talent and elegance. When they fought on the chessboard, they were evenly matched; when they talked over wine, they shared similar interests; and when they sparred with swords, they enjoyed themselves to the fullest. Therefore, they had been living quite harmoniously in the Bei Que Palace these days.

So Qu Huailiu led them to the highest peak, Haiwei Palace. They climbed up step by step and passed through palace gates until they finally arrived at the most magnificent Haiwei Palace, where the Northern King resided.

In front of the palace, Qu Huailiu handed the two men over to a palace servant and then withdrew. The servant led them to a side hall and asked them to wait in front of the hall while he went in to report.

The two stood in front of the palace gate and could clearly hear laughter coming from inside.

"Seventh Young Master, since you can be a woman, why not marry me? It would be a perfect match between a hero and a beauty," Yun Wuyai said.

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Luo immediately took out a piece of paper and wrote it down, saying, "This young master Yun is definitely not giving up and is still plotting against the martial arts world of the dynasty. You should know that the Lan family's power in the martial arts world is now immeasurable."

Then another voice was heard saying, "A woman? Why not marry me? It would be a marriage alliance between our two countries to enhance our friendship." This was the voice of the Northern King.

“You already have several princesses,” Yun Wuyai said.

“I can also appoint a queen,” the Northern King retorted.

"Hehe...Being a queen, huh? That seems like a good thing." Lan Qi said with a charming smile. "However, I have one condition: if you agree, I can marry both of you at the same time without any problem."

Yuwen Luo, who was listening outside the door, broke out in a cold sweat. He thought to himself, "As expected of Lan Qi Shao, only she can speak such words so calmly and naturally."

"Oh, what are the conditions?" Yun Wuyai and the Northern King asked at the same time.

"Give me your Eastern Sea Imperial Seal as a betrothal gift," Lan Qi said with a smile.

"As expected of Lan Qishao!" Yuwen Luo praised again, "He actually wants to hold Dongming in his hands, he really doesn't want to suffer any loss."

"Seventh Young Master has so many women he wants to marry." Then, the gentle voice of the Second Young Master Ming could be heard.

"Heh, Second Young Master, if you use the Ming family as betrothal gifts, I wouldn't mind marrying you off to another family," Lan Qi laughed again.

Even in the dead of winter, Yuwen Luo couldn't help but break out in a sweat again.

As Ning Lang listened, a wave of bitterness washed over him, and he felt a deep, uneasy unease.

Just then, a palace servant invited the two inside.

Ning Lang stood there blankly, desperately wanting to go in, but his feet wouldn't move.

“Ning Lang?” Yuwen Luo nudged him.

Ning Lang suddenly turned around and left.

"??! Ning Lang, what's wrong with you?" Yuwen Luo shouted.

Ning Lang didn't turn back, but just kept rushing forward. Seeing this, Yuwen Luo had no choice but to abandon his original intention of visiting the Northern King's Palace and turn around to chase after Ning Lang.

The Northern Palace complex is filled with numerous palaces and winding roads. Ning Lang was also rushing around aimlessly, so the two of them quickly got lost in the maze of palaces.

"Ning Lang!" Yuwen Luo finally managed to catch Ning Lang. "Stop! Where are you going?"