"A marriage talisman. What did you see?" Linghu Lan asked softly.
Wei Feng looked somewhat bewildered. In the year or so he had been traveling the martial world, he had never seen such a strange sight.
He had met a woman, but speaking of another woman in front of his junior sister seemed like a desecration.
He shook his head. "It's nothing!"
After saying that, he turned and walked outside. After a few steps, he stopped and sighed with his back to Linghu Lan, "Junior Sister, I am very happy with the gift you gave to Senior Brother. Thank you!"
His tone was gentle, as if he were still speaking to the woman he loved, but everyone knew that he was leaving.
He leaped a few times, using his lightness skill, and quickly disappeared.
Linghu Lan watched him leave, and her heart felt at peace.
This time, with the marriage charm, he hopes to find his true love soon and let go of this relationship.
Fu Xin waved her hand in front of Linghu Lan's eyes a few times, her face serious. "Heroine, the person is already gone, what are you still looking at?"
He was usually so carefree and playful, so it was rare for him to be serious. His dark eyes were full of grievance, and even his usually eloquent mouth was tightly pursed.
All these little actions indicate that...
"Are you jealous?" Linghu Lan couldn't help but laugh. The sorrow she felt earlier because of Wei Feng had dissipated just like that.
"Hmph!" Fu Xin felt wronged when she saw Linghu Lan still smiling. "He just tried to kill me with his sword, and you actually gave him something."
"Otherwise, what do you want?"
Fu Xin stood with her hands on her hips and cheeks puffed out. "What do you want? Of course, I want you to take responsibility for me. You just told him that I am your husband, heroine. When are you going to take me back to the mountain to meet your parents?"
Linghu Lan couldn't help but chuckle. So the whole thing was an act; this last sentence was the real point. "You misheard!"
Fu Xin stared wide-eyed. Could there really be such a shameless and dishonest person in the world? And was she the wife he had carefully chosen?
"You, you..."
"Me, what about me?"
"Of course you're a scoundrel..."
"Swish!" Linghu Lan drew her sword.
Fu Xin felt her tongue was a little tied. "Of course, heroine, you should come and have some food. The dishes in this restaurant are truly so delicious that one would stop their carriage upon smelling them and dismount upon tasting them."
After saying that, he smiled and grabbed Linghu Lan's hand, secretly tickling her palm twice. With a smile on his face, he pulled her to sit down and diligently served her food.
While eating, Linghu Lan praised, "I didn't realize you were so good at solving riddles."
"Heh, this is a minor skill, not worth mentioning!"
As Linghu Lan ate her meal, her gaze fell upon the gift Wei Feng had given her.
The item was wrapped in a cloth and looked very precious.
She reached out to take it, but Fu Xin snatched it away with lightning speed.
He was actually a little resentful; he couldn't let his wife open the gift from his rival.
He quickly unwrapped the cloth and opened his eyes to find a black iron token wrapped inside. It was engraved with intricate mandala flower patterns, and it looked very exquisite, heavy and dark in his hand.
"My lady... cough cough, heroine, look at this thing, doesn't it look familiar?"
“Some!” Linghu Lan nodded.
Fu Xin suddenly realized. "I know, this is the token that the demoness from the demonic sect possessed. How did it end up on your senior brother? In my opinion, it must be a token of love that the demoness from the demonic sect gave to your senior brother."
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