Chapter 2276: Miao Frontier Youth Fiercely Loves 39

The night was dark and heavy, the house utterly silent.

Jin Chen lay on his side on the bed, breathing evenly and long; Nan Yixing rose gently, tucked in the corner of his blanket, then put on his clothes and went out.

Moonlight like water, Nan Yixing went through the corridor and from afar saw He Mòning alone standing under a tree in the front courtyard, his back looking somewhat lonely.

"It's so late, aren't you resting?" Nan Yixing approached, his voice calm.

He Mòning suddenly turned, a flash of panic in his eyes, then quickly returned to normal: "Senior Martial Brother, how did you come here?"

Nan Yixing looked at him, his eyes deep: "I want to ask you, why did you say those things in front of Jin Chen?"

"How much effort I spent to make Jin Chen willing to stay here, how many medicinal herbs I used to get those elders of Qianping Mountain to agree to release him."

"What does Qianping Mountain mean to him, don't you understand?"

He Mòning fell silent for a moment, finally raised his head, his eyes complex: "Then what about me, Senior Martial Brother, you clearly know my feelings for Jin Que..."

"I know." Nan Yixing's face expression, "You're still thinking about this, truly making it hard for you, enduring until now to dare act."

He Mòning stared, a flash of unwillingness in his eyes: "Why do you all block me?"

"That day you left the stronghold, who forced you to make a choice?" Nan Yixing said.

He Mòning: "......"

Nan Yixing looked at him, suddenly smiled, the pity in his eyes finally faded.

"Good, I'll give you a chance."

He Mòning blinked, "What do you mean?"

"You don't want to stay by Jin Que's side?" Nan Yixing turned, his tone deep: "I'll give you a chance."

He Mòning gazed at his back, a sudden unease rose in his heart: "Senior Martial Brother."

Nan Yixing didn't turn back: "It's late, go rest."

The night wind brushed past, the locust leaves rustled.

He Mòning stood where he was, motionless for a long time.

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The morning dew had not yet dried, Jin Chen was in the back courtyard airing newly picked herbs, preparing to refine some insect that could be stored in his space, when suddenly he heard a familiar silver bell sound from the front courtyard.

The bell's rhythm was light and quick, mixed with a few shouts in the Miao language, it was definitely that A San kid.

"Senior Martial Brother Jin! Guests have come ahead!" The junior martial brother peered through the moon gate, "They say they're from your hometown."

Jin Chen put down the bamboo sieve, brushed off the grass bits on his sleeves, and walked toward the front courtyard.

Just after turning the corridor, he saw A San on tiptoe reaching for the wind chime hanging under the eaves, while Jiu Tian and Gong Zi stood aside, each holding a bamboo basket tied with red silk.

What surprised Jin Chen most was that an elder he got along with also came, sitting on a stone bench drinking tea.

"Young Master!"

A San was the first to spot Jin Chen, his eyes lighting up; he ran over in three steps made two, almost tripping over his own robe: "Doctor Nan sent people to fetch us! They said they're to be your natal family!"

Jin Chen stared for a moment, his gaze sweeping over their faces, unable to hide their smiles.

"What kind of people?"

【Natal family~that's me too, me too.】 Ling Gun Gun gave a heh laugh.

Jiu Tian set the bamboo basket on the stone table, lifted the lid, inside were neatly stacked local specialties, each piece printed with a twin lotus pattern.

"Doctor Nan says you two are to be married."

After saying that, he first scratched his head embarrassedly: "Ah, nowadays people in the city all say they're getting married."

The elder set down his teacup, took out a red cloth bundle from his sleeve, carefully opened it, revealing a pair of silver bracelets.

"The people of the stronghold heard about this and worked through the night to make them."

The silver bracelets were finely carved with intertwined twin snakes, glowing softly in the morning light.

Jin Chen took the silver bracelets, his fingertip touching the characters engraved on the inner rim—his and Nan Yixing's names.

He was still doubtful, gave a light cough: "When did he arrange all this?"

"Half a month ago they sent people to the stronghold to discuss it." Gong Zi said with a smile, "Doctor Nan specifically instructed to keep it from you, saying it's a surprise."

A San leaned in, lowering his voice mysteriously: "The people Doctor Nan sent said to the Miao King back then……cough cough!"

He imitated the tone: "Our Senior Martial Brother said, since Jin Chen came from Qianping Mountain to be by his side, he should give him a home so Jin Chen never has to return here."

After laughing, A San pulled out a silver wine flask from his bosom, grinning as he shoved it at the stunned junior martial brother: "Come, have a taste! We specially brought this conjoined-cup wine, soaked in gold silkworm for three years!"

The junior martial brother took a deep breath, his face bitter, not daring to drink.

Jiu Tian was catching up with Fan Ruoxi when he glanced at He Mòning not far away, raised his voice a bit: "By the way, invite He Mòning back; our future Young Master's wife has spoken, wanting us to personally send He Mòning to the bamboo lodge in Jin Que."

He Mòning: "......"

He lowered his head, feeling he should be happy, yet inexplicably had a sense of having taken the wrong path.

Jin Chen sent the elder to meet his master, then had Fan Ruoxi take A San and the others to play, and went straight to find his wife.

Nan Yixing obviously knew the elder's party was coming; when Jin Chen entered the room, he was sitting by the bed, the originally simple bedroom style now had… a bridal wedding garment hanging at the headboard, full of exotic charm.

Hearing the movement, Nan Yixing turned, still holding half of an unfastened tassel.

"Big Brother, are you going to wear this to marry me?" Jin Chen leaned against the doorframe, raising an eyebrow, the silver bell at the end of his hair lightly chiming as he tilted his head.

Nan Yixing unfolded the garment, the hidden pattern on the cuffs faintly visible in the light, his fingertips brushing the silver buckle at the collar: "According to former Han etiquette, the newlyweds must wear this to bow to the hall."

"But… it's you who should wear it." Nan Yixing looked at Jin Chen, his eyes shining with laughter.

Jin Chen reached to pinch the hanging waist belt, startled, pointing at himself: "Who wears it? Me?"

Nan Yixing suddenly shoved the garment into his arms: "Mm, I like you wearing this."

Jin Chen: "......"

Wear it then—only a true big shot wouldn't be afraid.

Jin Chen casually tossed his clothes onto the bed, and taking the opportunity, pressed Nan Yixing into the brocade quilt, "Alright."

This thing is much more difficult to attend to than Miao clothing.

Nan Yixing let Jin Chen play with the belt; the smile in Nan Yixing's eyes softened, filled with anticipation. 'Then go try it now,' Nan Yixing said.

When Jin Chen had changed into that exotic wedding attire and stepped out, Nan Yixing looked over, the motion of drinking tea froze abruptly, and Nan Yixing's long eyelashes trembled.

Crimson silk satin wrapped the slender waist; silver-thread embroidered mandala pattern wound from the collar to the robe's hem.

Jin Chen casually pushed aside the silver chain hanging before Jin Chen's forehead; the red agate set in Jin Chen's hair made Jin Chen's purple eyes look even more alluring, yet the fierce look between Jin Chen's brows remained undiminished.

'How?' Jin Chen walked over, stepping on the scattered light on the ground, the silver bell at Jin Chen's waist chiming softly with each step, Jin Chen slightly bowed to look at Nan Yixing.

Nan Yixing's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and the tea in the cup rippled.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total 100!】

'Looks good.' Nan Yixing raised a hand to touch the collar at Jin Chen's neck side, fingertips tracing the intricate pattern, finally stopping over the heart, where a golden butterfly poised to take flight was embroidered.

Nan Yixing, still wanting more, lifted the head and initiated the kiss.

Afterwards, on the marriage document used for exchange, the three lines of small characters freshly filled in with cinnabar were clearly visible:

On the summer solstice of the Yisi year, I met the Young Lord of Miao region, Jin Chen.

Originally intended to counter each other with interests, but mistakenly bound hearts instead.

This condition has no cure, and need not be cured.

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【Congratulations, Host completed the mission, reward points, accumulated!】

【Spirit Terminal Summon, now transmitting Quick Transmigration Bureau……transmission successful!】