Leng Zhi couldn't help but laugh and said, "To be honest, this mission might be a bit difficult."
Mu Run nodded. "Yes, such a large golden pancake is certainly not an easy task. Go ahead and tell me."
...
"What? You want me to get married?" Mu Run jumped up from her chair. "Impossible!"
"It's just fake."
"Fake is not acceptable either." She had already faked it once and didn't want to do it again.
"You said it, now that we've come this far, there's no turning back."
"Of course I have one, I'll send you one."
"..."
"Besides getting married, are there any other options?"
"No."
"Like disguise?"
"There is no foolproof disguise technique. So far, 29 fake brides have been dismembered and their bodies displayed to the public."
"...Then I definitely can't go."
"Two hundred thousand taels of gold!"
"No, this isn't about gold; it's a matter of life and death. If we lose our lives, all that silver will be used to pay for our deaths."
"Five hundred thousand taels of gold!"
Mu Run was having some difficulty breathing. "I...let me think about it."
"Okay, give me an answer before noon."
"Okay... I guess so."
Leng Zhi's task was for her to marry the target. She looked exactly like the target's fiancée. The target's fiancée was missing, and Mu Run happened to reappear, which is why Leng Zhi devised this plan.
When she marries her target, he will take the opportunity to steal her target's ancestral heirloom.
All she had to do was go through the entire marriage process... Of course, if Leng Zhi hadn't succeeded by the time they entered the bridal chamber, the mission would be a failure, and she could run away. But then she would have to figure out a way herself.
A quarter past noon—
"Let's write an IOU for 500,000 taels of gold!" Mu Run said to Leng Zhi, "so you won't deny it later."
"Absolutely not." Leng Zhi smiled, but still wrote an IOU for Mu Run and pressed her red handprint on it. (www.cascoo.net)
Mu Run put away the IOU. "Tell me more specifically, who I'm marrying, why you can only act on the wedding day, and what that ancestral heirloom is?"
"Fu Lu, the young master of Fuxi Manor. Fuxi Manor is a reclusive swordsmanship family with a history of over a thousand years. What I want is their ancestral spirit sword—Du Jie."
“Sword cultivators,” Mu Run blurted out. “Among cultivators of the same realm, sword cultivators are more powerful, and because they cultivate diligently, they encounter fewer bottlenecks in their cultivation compared to ordinary cultivators.”
"You seem to know quite a lot."
"It's mentioned in 'The Three Gates and Six Schools.' You haven't read it yet, have you?"
"...I didn't finish reading it."
"Would you like me to translate this for you? It'll be free."
"Okay," Leng Zhi said with a smile.
"Dream on." Mu Run snorted.
A maid brought in tea.
When Mu Run saw her, she asked, "Do you have a license?"
The maid was stunned. "What card?"
Mu Run: "It's the kind of dominoes you play."
The maid looked at Leng Zhi.
Leng Zhi nodded. "Go."
A moment later, the maid returned carrying a sandalwood box with exquisite carvings all around.
Upon opening the wooden box, a soft, luminous glow emanated from within. The thirty-six ivory dominoes were flawless, smooth and warm to the touch, clearly indicating their exceptional quality.
Playing cards is more fun when there are more people, so Mu Run had her maid and Fang He join in as well.
She and Leng Zhi were in one group, while Fang He and the maid were in another; the four of them were divided into two groups.
She wasn't very good at playing dominoes; she had only watched people play a few rounds at the Star Gazing Tower and knew the basic rules.
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