Time went back to a week after the war ended. Xiao Ning and Yourong Rouxue boarded a spaceship and returned to Piaomiao Immortal Sect. He stood at the bow, gazing at the fairy-like island, and endless longing surged in his heart.
"Mother, Master..."
He whispered softly, as if he was talking to a relative far away. Yourong Rouxue quietly walked behind him, gently hugged his body, and rested her face on his shoulder.
"Ning'er, are you still thinking about them?" You Rong Rouxue asked gently.
Xiao Ning shook her head slightly, revealing a bitter smile: "No, sister, we should get off the boat."
After saying that, he turned around, held Yourong Rouxue's hand tightly, and walked towards the exit.
At the shore, Yourong Xuanya was waiting quietly. When she saw Yourong Rouxue and Xiao Ning walking down the boat intimately, the inexplicable feeling of distress in her heart suddenly became unusually active. She took a deep breath, tried to calm the waves in her heart, and then went forward.
"Sister, you're back." There was a hint of joy in Yourong Xuanya's voice.
Yourong Rouxue smiled slightly, her eyes seemed to hide some worries. She turned to look at Xiao Ning and introduced: "I haven't introduced you properly yet. This is Yourong Xuanya, the great elder of the sect, and also my sister."
Xiao Ning's eyes fell on Yourong Xuanya, and he was surprised to find that she looked very similar to Yourong Rouxue. Her curved eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, and her big eyes were as clear as water. Except for her height being a little shorter, they looked like they were cast from the same mold. He bowed respectfully and said:
"Sister Xuan Ya, my name is Xiao Ning. I'm sorry that I didn't get to know you properly the last time we met."
Yourong Xuanya stared at Xiao Ning's handsome face. His statue-like upright figure made her heart beat faster involuntarily. She had never thought that she, who was always known for her steady character, would blush and her heart beat faster because of the appearance of a person. She turned her head in a panic, trying to hide her shyness, and said:
"Great-nephew Xiao Ning, welcome to Piaomiao Immortal Sect."
Xiao Ning felt a little awkward with this address. Although Yourong Xuanya was indeed of the same generation as his master, or even older, he still felt a little uncomfortable being called nephew. Moreover, he called Yourong Rouxue sister, which seemed a little confusing. He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.
Rong Rouxue noticed the awkward atmosphere between the two and quickly tried to smooth things over:
"Xuan Ya, don't be so rigid. From now on, just call him Ning'er instead of nephew. Aren't you too old for him?" There was a hint of teasing in her words, which instantly relaxed the originally tense atmosphere.
Yourong Xuanya smiled slightly, nodded, and said:
"Okay, Ning'er."
Her gaze fell on Xiao Ning again, and a hint of imperceptible tenderness flashed in her eyes.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two walked inside together, and soon the three of them arrived at the hall where Rong Rouxue was. Along the way, she held Xiao Ning's hand tightly, as if she wanted to rub him into her body.
You Rong Rouxue sat elegantly in the main seat, her figure was graceful and her temperament was noble. Her eyes fell gently on Xiao Ning, motioning him to sit down with her. Xiao Ning was a little restrained, he knew the importance of that position, not everyone could sit there easily. However, You Rong Rouxue's eyes were full of determination and tenderness, she motioned Xiao Ning to sit down again. Xiao Ning had no choice but to sit down beside her obediently.
Then, Rong Rouxue slowly spoke, her voice clear and pleasant:
"Xuan Ya, I want to marry Ning'er."
Her words were like a stone dropped on a calm lake, instantly causing ripples.
Yourong Xuanya stood up excitedly, her face turned red in an instant, and there was a hint of anger in her voice: "Sister! What are you going to do! Don’t you know that Xiao Ning..." Her eyes were full of worry and confusion.
You Rong Rouxue interrupted her with a smile, her voice calm and firm: "You are talking about them, they have already withdrawn, and now Ning'er doesn't have to be bound by it anymore. Now he can be with me openly." Her eyes were shining with confidence and happiness.
Yourong Xuanya looked at Xiao Ning, hoping he could say something. However, Xiao Ning just kept his head down, his eyes full of complicated emotions. At this moment, she understood that Xiao Ning had been convinced by Yourong Rouxue. She clenched her fists, trying to control her emotions, and said:
“Sister, this matter is of great importance, you can’t be too willful.”
You Rong Rouxue smiled, and her smile bloomed like a spring flower:
"Don't worry, I won't publicize it in a big way. I will just hold it in my own palace. It's enough for the disciples in the sect to know that I'm getting married. Don't worry about the rest."
There was an unquestionable firmness in her tone.
Yourong Xuanya looked at the woman in front of her, her heart full of helplessness and worry, but she could only bury this emotion deep in her heart and dared not show it at all. Because Yourong Rouxue's words have always been an iron rule that cannot be questioned, she never listens to any opinions, because she does not need any suggestions.
Yourong Xuanya was silent for a moment, and decided not to continue persuading her, but asked softly: "Then when will we hold it, sister?"
You Rong Rouxue raised her lips slightly, revealing a confident smile, and replied:
"I have already chosen an auspicious day, which is three days from now. Let's set it on that day. Xuanya, thank you for your hard work this time. Ning'er, let's go."
After Yourong Rouxue finished speaking, she took Xiao Ning's hand and left the palace together, leaving Yourong Xuanya standing alone, looking at their departing backs, without moving for a long time. She clenched her teeth tightly, and an irresistible impulse surged in her heart. She didn't understand where this feeling came from, but she firmly believed that all this was related to Xiao Ning.
After Xiao Ning returned to the palace, he lay down on the mattress. Suddenly, Rong Rouxue gently pulled him and whispered:
"You don't have to sleep on the floor anymore."
Xiao Ning's eyes fell on the soft big bed, then he shook his head and said:
"Sister, forget it, I'll just sleep on the mattress. It's not good to disturb your rest!"
After saying that, he pretended to lie down.
However, You Rong Rouxue would never let him have his wish. The moment Xiao Ning lay down, his body suddenly moved unconsciously, and he immediately realized that he was being controlled by You Rong Rouxue again.
"Ning'er, I said that no one can disobey me."
There was a hint of determination in Rong Rouxue's voice. After she finished speaking, she hugged Xiao Ning tightly and kissed him on the lips without hesitation.
At night, Xiao Ning was held tightly in Yourong Rouxue's arms, almost unable to move. Helplessly, he could only lie on the bed and silently call out the system. At this time, the system's voice sounded in his ears:
"Congratulations to the host for stopping the war between humans and demons. You will be rewarded with a top-grade magical weapon: the Pisces Jade Pendant."
A trace of joy surged in Xiao Ning's heart. He listened carefully to the system's introduction to the Yin-Yang Pisces:
"Pisces Jade Pendant"
"It can be divided into two pieces. If you place one piece anywhere, the other piece can be used to complete the function of crossing the space."
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