Chapter 631: Who Are You Seeking a Marriage For?

"When will my father arrive?"

Ling Xueyao sat up and grabbed Nan Gong Han's sleeve.

That horribly ugly face was right up close, and Nan Gong Han almost vomited.

Nevertheless, he restrained his disgust and said softly, "Don't worry, I have received word; he is already on the way!"

Not only has the Valley Master of Dan Valley arrived, but his mother, the city lord's wife Shangguan Rong of Huangjin City, is also on the way to the Shenzhou Academy.

This time, he wants Ye Qingran to meet a terrible end!

"Yao'er, you rest first; I'm off to work!"

After soothing Ling Xueyao, Nan Gong Han hurried out of the Courtyard.

Breathing the fresh air outside, Nan Gong Han couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He truly could not stand Ling Xueyao for even a moment. When she hadn't been disfigured, he was quite willing to touch her; now, not to mention touching, just seeing her makes him want to vomit!

"Brother-in-law..."

At that moment, a coquettish voice came from behind him.

Nan Gong Han turned to look, and a graceful figure stepped out from behind a red lacquered pillar.

It was none other than Nan Yan.

Nan Yan wore a light‑blue long dress with a low cut, exposing a large swath of snow‑white skin on her torso.

She was clearly made up: pink lips, magenta blush, and blue eye shadow...

A faint glow flickered in Nan Gong Han's eyes.

Nan Yan was originally not as pretty as Ling Xueyao, but perhaps because of today's makeup, she seemed incomparably beautiful to him.

A wave of heat rose from his lower abdomen, and his gaze grew even deeper.

"Brother-in-law, how is sister?"

Nan Yan deliberately pressed close to Nan Gong Han, thrusting out her chest so that when he lowered his head he could see the cleft between her breasts.

A faint fragrance drifted into Nan Gong Han's nose, his Adam's apple bobbed, and a voice inside his mind shouted.

Get her!

Seeing Nan Gong Han's reaction, Nan Yan's lips curled into a triumphant smile.

Sister is already ruined, so let her replace sister. After all, she's the younger sister; sharing sister's man with her—what's the problem?

Originally, she coveted Lu Yunfeng's looks and strength; now it seems she and Lu Yunfeng are impossible.

Nan Gong Han is undoubtedly a very good choice.

He is the Little City Lord of Huangjin City, and will later become Huangjin City's city lord; both his appearance and talent are top‑tier.

A man like that is the only one worthy of her, Nan Yan!

"Your sister is fine." Nan Gong Han's gaze remained fixed on Nan Yan's...

"Brother-in-law, I'm a little dizzy; can you help me back to my room?"

Nan Yan clutched her forehead, looking very weak, and fell into Nan Gong Han's arms.

Nan Gong Han didn't refuse; his eyes darkened, and he simply scooped her up sideways and strode toward Nan Yan's boudoir.

Soon, a discordant sound echoed from the boudoir...

After checking Ling Xueyao's condition, Shangguan Rong searched everywhere for Nan Gong Han and finally found him in Nan Yan's room.

"Han'er, come out with me for a moment."

Nan Gong Han hurriedly dressed, stepped outside the room, fastening his belt as he said, "Mother, you're here!"

"Han'er, I have no objection to you consorting with Nan Yan, but remember, Ling Xueyao is the Dan Valley's heiress, your principal wife! From now on, curb yourself!" Otherwise, because Nan Yan has jeopardized the alliance between Dan Valley and Huangjin City, the loss would be irreparable.

"Understood!" Nan Gong Han nodded briskly in agreement.

His relationship with Nan Yan was purely consensual, just for fun; he never intended to give Nan Yan any title.

"Where is that Ye Qingran now?" At the mention of Ye Qingran, Shangguan Rong's eyes were laced with venom.

"At the Academy..." Nan Gong Han finished, then asked, "Where's father?"

"Your father is in seclusion; he should have emerged by now. Once he learns of this, he'll come at once!"

Hearing this, Nan Gong Han let out a sigh of relief. As long as his father is around, his confidence surged.

"You just said Ye Qingran is at the Academy? Come, let's go meet her!"

It is said Ye Qingran looks like a Fox Spirit; today she ruined that despicable man's face, so he can no longer seduce men!

It was afternoon.

Ye Qingran went to the Academy's library and borrowed several ancient books.

Just as she stepped out of the main gate, a figure blocked her path.

Ye Qingran lifted her eyes to assess the person who stopped her.

It wasn't one, but a group.

Among them were two acquaintances: Nan Gong Han and Nan Yan.

Ye Qingran raised an eyebrow, thinking how quickly they had arrived.

When Nan Gong Han and Nan Yan saw Ye Qingran, they felt a bit startled.

The image of her slaying the Three Saints on the ancient battlefield remains deeply etched in their minds, an inescapable, severe psychological scar.

Shangguan Rong examined Ye Qingran and was secretly shocked: how could such a beautiful woman exist in this world?

No!

The more beautiful a woman is, the less she should live in this world!

They only know how to tempt men; they deserve to go to hell!

"You are Ye Qingran?"

Shangguan Rong lifted her chin and asked arrogantly.

Even though she was nearly forty, Shangguan Rong kept herself looking like a young woman in her twenties.

On her delicately made‑up face, not a trace of age could be seen.

But the bejeweled finery she wore added a few touches of vulgarity to her whole demeanor.

"Not bad. May I ask who you are? What business do you have?"

He said so, but in fact Ye Qingran had already guessed the identity of this middle‑aged woman.

"I am Shangguan Rong, the city lord's wife of Huangjin City!"

Shangguan Rong's voice was neither loud nor soft, yet everyone nearby heard it.

For a moment, many Academy disciples whispered to each other.

"Shangguan Rong? The city lord's wife of Huangjin City?"

"Wasn't it she who, back then, pulled the original wife of Huangjin City's city lord from that position and took her place?"

Shangguan Rong is considered a person with a story even in Beimingzhou.

Shangguan Rong used to be a courtesan, well‑known in Huangjin City for her beauty, and was the famed Courtesan Queen of Ten‑Mile Flower Street.

Yet this very brothel woman, by her own force alone, dragged down the city lord's original wife, who came from a genteel family, and took her place. The incident caused a huge uproar back then, known to everyone.

Shangguan Rong's methods were evident at a glance.

"So you are the city lord's wife of Huangjin City, my respects, my respects," Ye Qingran clasped her fists, asking knowingly, "May I know why the city lord's wife seeks me?"

Shangguan Rong squinted, "I heard that the newly arrived Instructor Ye at Shenzhou Academy possesses great spiritual power; I came here by reputation, seeking a marriage match for my child!"

A marriage match?

The Academy disciples around them were all stunned, instinctively looking toward Nan Gong Han.

Hadn't Nan Gong Han already been married? Could Shangguan Rong be planning to have Ye Qingran marry Nan Gong Han as a concubine?

"Oh?" Ye Qingran raised an intrigued eyebrow, "Seeking a marriage for whom? Could it be..."

Ye Qingran shifted her gaze to Nan Gong Han, which startled Nan Gong Han into a clever reaction.

The curve of Shangguan Rong's lips was full of sarcasm.

With a childlike sort of quality like Ye Qingran's, she still wants to marry her precious son?

A fool's dream!

"My eldest son, Nangong Mo!"

Nangong Mo?!

Ye Qingran sneered inwardly.

What kind of "kindly" step‑mother persona is this woman playing?