Chapter 867: with translation of chapter title

Xiao Jiu listened and listened, her eyes reddened.

How could one not be moved?

Not to mention that Bai Shulan and Guyun Que had previously endured hardship together; just this tribulation, Guyun Que's actions alone are enough to soften Bai Shulan.

Sincerity is always a lethal technique.

Guyun Que, that brat, is a real stubborn sort; once such a person latches onto someone, they'll hold on for life and never let go.

The same goes for enemies.

But if he loves someone, it must be love to the bone, a love that stakes one's life.

For a moment, Xiao Jiu's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

She was happy for Bai Shulan to have met such a reliable true match, yet she also had many worries: "What's your relationship now? Have you acknowledged him as your little boyfriend?"

Bai Shulan merely shook her head, saying nothing.

Xiao Jiu then asked: "Didn't he pierce this layer of window paper?"

"Best not." Bai Shulan said, "Xiao Jiu, I can't tell…… perhaps it's just a fleeting feeling; he's still young, with a brighter future ahead, he can't possibly stay with me forever, and I can't abandon the Bai Family clinic or everything in Wufu Town; he'll eventually have to go back, and then…… then I'll give him some of my precious good medicine."

What Bai Shulan worries about is also what Xiao Jiu worries most about.

Guyun Que will ultimately inherit the Wu Ling's mantle and return to the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

That is truly his home turf.

He's only 22, too young; love matters, career matters just as much.

Moreover, the elders of his clan would never let Guyun Que do as he pleases.

Besides, Bai Shulan is ultimately an animal immortal; barring accidents, she can live a very long time.

But Guyun Que, being a mortal flesh body, if he doesn't encounter a great opportunity, his bloom will be brief……

Love, ah, truly is the most unreasonable thing.

The right timing doesn't guarantee meeting the right person, and when you meet the right person, the timing is often wrong, tormenting one to death.

As a bystander, Xiao Jiu simply cannot give Bai Shulan clear advice.

When the parties involved can't sort out their feelings, how could she presume to meddle?

All Xiao Jiu could do was hug Bai Shulan tightly and say: "First take care of your health; let feelings take their natural course—Guyun Que is an adult now, he knows what he's doing."

That is why Bai Shulan insists on coming back.

Attending this banquet is merely a pretext.

She is afraid, afraid she might truly fall in.

She once secretly loved someone, obstinately falling into a demonic obsession for many years unable to escape, suffering much, dragging many around her into trouble, all of which remains vivid in her memory.

Bai Shulan does not want to repeat the same mistake.

Thus she eagerly wants to return, to Wufu Town, to be with Xiao Jiu, Li Qingying and the others, to chat and talk, so her heart can gradually calm down, enabling her to make more rational decisions.

Bai Shulan won't say it aloud, but in her heart she never denies her trust in Xiao Jiu—and a little reliance.

Before they knew it, the two had chatted for a long time.

Until the door of the ear chamber was knocked, and Liu Junyan's voice came from outside: "Xiao Jiu, are you in there? The guests have been settled; we should go to bed."

Bai Shulan hurriedly urged Xiao Jiu to open the door.

Before Xiao Jiu could even rise, a young voice came from outside: "Bai Shulan, it's time for your medicinal bath; I've come to fetch you."

A solemn tone.

Hearing the voice say "Bai Shulan", Xiao Jiu couldn't help but want to laugh.

Guyun Que initially addressed Bai Shulan as "Senior Bai," then switched to "her," and now he refuses to call her senior, awkwardly calling her by her given name.

The door was opened.

Outside the door stood Liu Junyan and Guyun Que.

Guyun Que nodded at Xiao Jiu and said: "Congratulations, Xiao Jiu Zhanggui."

Then he strode in, bent over, and scooped Bai Shulan up in one motion, carrying her out.

Bai Shulan shouted for him to put her down, to no avail.

Guyun Que thus carried Bai Shulan away.

Xiao Jiu watched them until they disappeared from sight, then turned around and exclaimed: "How can it be so quiet? Where are they?"

Some went home, some settled in the Jiǔyàn qū.

Liu Junyan said, bolting the gate of Jiuzhou Fu, then bending over and scooping Xiao Jiu up in a horizontal hold: "I said before, Jiuzhou Fu's opening to the outside is a one‑time thing; once work begins, such noise won't be allowed here. Moreover, tonight is our bridal night, so no one will stay to disturb us."

Xiao Jiu's face flushed instantly; she raised a hand to cover Liu Junyan's mouth: "Don't talk nonsense—we have three kids, and you're still mentioning the bridal night? Shameless! Let me down, I'm going back to Yin Dang Hang to sleep."

Liu Junyan, however, refused to let go, carrying Xiao Jiu stride after stride toward the rear.

One must admit, Jiuzhou Fu is really huge.

From the front hall to the main hall, then to Liu Junyan's private chambers in the rear, walking at a normal pace would take over half an hour.

But Liu Junyan practically teleported over; Xiao Jiu only felt a dizzy spell, and when her vision cleared, she found herself already placed on the bed by Liu Junyan.

This was Xiao Jiu's first visit to Liu Junyan's private chambers.

When Liu Junyan planned to make up the wedding, Xiao Jiu had been strict: no lanterns, no decorative knots, no going through the wedding formalities; borrowing a name was just borrowing a name.

Liu Junyan agreed.

Today the banquet was set in the front hall; aside from Li Qingying and Hui Moqiong and their group, basically no one came to the rear.

At that moment, Xiao Jiu sat on the bed, looking at the room decked out in bright red, the large red bridal quilt on the bed, a spread of peanuts, red dates, longan, and lotus seeds, plus the wedding candles on the opposite altar—everything told her this was a bridal chamber!

Liu Junyan, this person…

Xiao Jiu lifted her eyes with a mix of shyness and anger toward Liu Junyan, about to scold him a couple of sentences, when she saw Liu Junyan walking over holding two wine glasses.

He handed a wine glass to Xiao Jiu, then filled it for her: "Wife, let's drink the conjoined cup."

He leaned over, the hand holding the wine cup hooked from Xiao Jiu's arm, his pair of vertically slit pupils with burning golden edges gazing earnestly at Xiao Jiu.

That gaze…… really makes it impossible to harden one's heart and refuse.

Forget it, forget it, anyway with the door shut no one else can see, let him go about his tossing……

Candlelight flickered, wine aroma assailed the senses, the red gauze curtain slid down, veiling the lovely scene within the drapes.

Wine doesn't intoxicate people; people intoxicate themselves. Clearly having only had one cup, Xiao Jiu felt she would die drunk in Liu Junyan's tenderness tonight.

As her consciousness sank, Xiao Jiu seemed to return to over ten years ago, the age when her emotions first awakened; before meeting Liu Junyan, she had actually fantasized about what kind of person she would love in this lifetime, and whether she would meet someone whose heart and eyes were filled only with her.

And now, Xiao Jiu thinks, Liu Junyan is the most perfect answer she has given herself……