Looking at the paper and pen that Yun Qingran handed him, Nangong Ye was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. Was this woman a devil?
He regretted it; he regretted provoking Yun Qingran.
"Does Your Highness Ye not want to write?" Yun Qingran asked, tilting her head slightly, seeing that Nangong Ye hadn't taken the paper and pen for a long time.
“How could I not want to write? I will write.” Nangong Ye took the paper and pen, and the last three words were practically squeezed out from between his teeth.
Nangong Ye wrote quickly, not wanting to spend even a minute with this woman.
After writing the IOU, Yun Qingran took out the inkpad. Nangong Ye glanced at Yun Qingran but didn't say anything, since it would be pointless to say anything anyway. He then pressed his thumb on the inkpad and then on the IOU.
"Take it." Nangong Ye turned to the side, not even wanting to look at Yun Qingran.
"Thank you, Your Highness Ye. Now I'll have the brothers pack their bags and head to the capital." Yun Qingran took the IOU and returned to the crowd with a beaming smile.
"Your Highness, His Highness Ye just apologized to me very sincerely. It's a great virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them. We, the people of Beiyin, are magnanimous and won't hold it against him. Let's go back and pack our luggage." Yun Qingran smiled, revealing her teeth.
"It's good that the matter is resolved. I will wait for you outside the city." Nangong Xu smiled gently at her.
"Okay." Yun Qingran nodded and led the Bei Yin wedding delegation back to the post station.
Back at the inn, after closing the door, and seeing everyone's angry and displeased expressions, Yun Qingran stood on a chair and looked at them with a calm gaze. "I know you've all been wronged recently, and I know you're unhappy that I agreed to continue to the capital. But have you considered the impact on Bei Yin's reputation if we don't go? Yun Xiyue, a young lady from a sheltered family, is pregnant out of wedlock, and the wedding delegation has to turn back halfway. Although we're not wrong, who knows how the world will talk about Bei Yin?"
Everyone fell silent. Yun Qingran was right. If the wedding delegation turned back to Beiyin halfway, it would easily attract criticism. In that case, both Nan Chu and Beiyin would suffer heavy losses.
“We will follow your advice, Princess Rongchang, and continue our journey to the capital,” the deputy envoy of the delegation said in support.
"We will follow your advice, Princess Rongchang, and continue our journey to the capital," the others shouted in unison.
"Thank you for your support. I can't avenge every beating you suffered, but I've secured compensation for you." Yun Qingran took out an IOU. "This is Nangong Ye's payment for your medical expenses and emotional distress. It's three thousand taels per person, and an extra thousand taels for the six brothers who suffered fractures."
Everyone gasped when they saw the 7.02 million taels of silver notes in Yun Qingran's hand. Three thousand taels of silver each!
"Is it too late for me to recover from this broken bone?" someone asked.
The others nodded in agreement. A thousand taels for a broken bone, a thousand taels!
"Alright, everyone, let's pack our things and go," Yun Qingran said.
"Okay." Everyone was very enthusiastic.
One by one, they packed their things and followed Yun Qingran to the capital. Those who knew them thought they were going to escort a bride, but those who didn't might have thought they were going to the coronation ceremony.
"It seems our Princess Rongchang has made a grand plan." Everyone discussed this as they walked.
“Yes, I was wondering why Princess Rongchang would suddenly become such a spineless coward. It turns out it was a strategy of first suppressing and then elevating, a retreat to advance. Look, now she has both face and money.”
“I will never doubt Princess Rongchang again; she is my goddess.”
"She is my goddess too."
After this incident, everyone's resentment and contempt for Yun Qingran completely disappeared, and their respect and trust for her skyrocketed.
The Northern Yin delegation arrived at the city gate, where Nangong Xu was still waiting for them. He stood with his back to the gate, his back as straight as a pine tree, his black hair ribbon and robes fluttering in the wind. From afar, he resembled a free-flowing landscape painting, and he was the soul of that painting.
"Master, don't you think this person looks familiar?" Green Immortal asked, frowning as he looked at Nangong Xu's Bei Yin.
Yun Qingran stared at Nangong Xu's back for a while, "It does look a little familiar, but I can't quite place it."
“I think his back view looks a bit like our Valley Master,” Green Immortal said, shaking his head. “However, our Valley Master seems to be a little shorter than him.”
"I guess all good figures are pretty much the same." Yun Qingran looked at Nangong Xu's figure. She felt that the figure was familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.
Logically speaking, such an amazing figure is unforgettable. The only explanation is that all good figures are similar, so I only remember the splits.
"Is that so?" Green Immortal still felt that it looked a lot like the back of his own Valley Master, but the Valley Master was a little shorter than him.
"By the way, what is your Valley Master like?" Yun Qingran leaned closer to Green Immortal and asked in a low voice.
She didn't intend to let anyone in the delegation know about the switcheroo and the fact that she had been taken to the Demon Valley.
Green Immortal thought for a moment and said, "Very young, with a noble air, superb martial arts skills, ruthless and vicious, a being like a messenger from hell."
"Is he handsome?" This was the question Yun Qingran cared about most.
"I don't know, I don't know what he looks like." Green Immortal shook his head.
"Don't know? Aren't you the Second Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect?" Yun Qingran looked at him in confusion.
It's normal for a junior member not to know what the boss looks like, but it's a bit unreasonable for an important member not to know what the boss looks like.
“Apart from the High Priest, no one else in the valley has ever seen the Valley Master’s true face. He always wears a mask when he appears, and all that can be seen is that he is very young, probably in his twenties, and has a noble demeanor,” Green Immortal said earnestly.
Yun Qingran looked incredulous, but looking at the Green Immortal's expression, he didn't seem to be lying.
"Why? Is he ugly?" Yun Qingran asked curiously.
“I don’t think that’s the reason,” Green Immortal shook his head.
"Perhaps it's because he has another identity, which is why he can't show his face. His other identity must be very unusual, at least more special than his identity as the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect." Yun Qingran stroked her chin, her beautiful face full of doubt.
“Master, your guess makes a lot of sense.” Green Immortal suddenly realized that it was no wonder the Valley Master was rarely in the valley and never showed his true face to the followers. It was very likely that he had another identity.
As they spoke, he had already walked to Nangong Xu's side. Nangong Ye Xu turned around and gently called out, "Princess Rongchang."
He had a slender waist and long legs, and was strikingly handsome. The moment he turned around, it was a visual feast. Yun Qingran took a deep breath and silently recited in her heart: Emptiness is form, form is emptiness.
Actually, she just likes good-looking people; it's a simple liking, not a real attraction.
“Your Highness,” Yun Qingran replied with a smile, then said, “Actually, you could have left first; you didn’t need to stay.”
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