Xingchen was still under that pine tree, but this time he had fallen down beneath it, with several wine bottles lying at his feet.
Wan Ge looked at the bottles, paused for a moment, then went over and helped the man up: "Senior brother, how did you get so drunk? How much did you drink?"
Xingchen pressed his entire body against her, and only opened his eyes groggily after hearing her words: "Wange...you're here...why did you only come now? It should have been our wedding."
"I'm sorry, senior brother, would it be alright if we canceled our wedding for the time being?" Wan Ge asked tentatively.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a dampness on her shoulder. Wan Ge stopped and quickly wiped away the other person's tears: "Senior brother, don't cry. I just... I just..."
"Wange... have you fallen for him? Don't you like me anymore?" Xingchen asked softly.
"No, I didn't... I just treat him like a child, not what you think," Wan Ge explained instinctively.
“But he’s grown up now… The way he looks at you isn’t like a child’s.” Xing Chen’s eyes became increasingly clear, and it was unclear whether the drunkenness had worn off.
"Wange!" Xingchen saw that she had fallen silent again and pulled her into his arms.
After a long pause, Wan Ge finally spoke: "Alright, I will send him to another deity's tutelage."
Xingchen kissed her forehead and then said, "Wange, I didn't mean to force you. I was just jealous... I don't want other men around you."
"I understand." With his villainous nature, he could even be jealous of his own son, let alone his disciple who was not related to him by blood.
"It's good that you understand." Xingchen stroked the hair of the person in her arms and said, "Our wedding can be postponed. I don't want to force you."
"Thank you, senior brother." Wan Ge looked up at him again, giving him a deep look.
…
When Wan Ge returned to her temple, Sang Yan was already up, obediently waiting for her return as always.
“Master.” Sang Yan would smile whenever he saw her.
However, he is still injured and his complexion is not good.
When Wan Ge arrived in front of him, she looked at Sang Yan for a while before speaking, "A Yan, I have decided to send you to Lord Ying Jue."
"Master... what did you say?" Sang Yan took a step back, her eyes, which had been smiling, instantly dimmed.
"I'm sorry, I know very well that I haven't fulfilled my duties as a master all these years, and I've let you down." Because of the little villain in her heart, she really wasn't very devoted to the male lead and wasn't a good master.
Sang Yan quickly shook her head: "No, Master is very good to me, I like Master very much. Master! Did I do something wrong to make you unhappy? I can change anything! Please don't send me away, okay?"
Tears welled up in Sang Yan's eyes and fell one by one. In Wan Ge's memory, Sang Yan was a person who never cried. He was very strong and brave, and he always showed a gentle smile when he was with himself.
"It's not your fault, it's my problem. Ayan, Lord Yingjue is a very good master. Believe me, he will help you reach new heights." If the original owner hadn't chosen Sang Yan at first glance, perhaps it would have been Yingjue who chose him.
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