banquet
After Yu Luo tidied her clothes, she estimated that Lin Yuan had been in the hall for a long time, so she went in and sat at the long table behind her master Pei Sizhou.
The head of the sect sat on the main seat, the elders of each faction were lined up on both sides of the aisle in the hall, and behind them were the younger generations of each faction.
"Where have you been? Why are you here so late?" Pei Sizhou tilted his head slightly, his voice cold.
"Master, please forgive me. I overslept and then went to the toilet again." Yu Luo leaned forward and answered shyly.
"Yeah." Pei Sizhou's face was still as cold as ice.
Seeing that he didn't doubt her, Yu Luo breathed a sigh of relief and straightened himself.
Yu Luo quietly touched his wrist and it hurt so much. His master didn't care about him at all. He knew this would happen, but he still felt so sad.
After the leader Balabala spoke a lot about "righteousness in the martial arts world", the banquet began, with orchestral music playing and dancers dancing gracefully.
After a while, the three scumbags hurriedly slipped out of the hall in small steps.
Lin Yuan was happy and sat there obediently like a rag doll, savoring every dish and wine. The disciples toasted each other and entertained each other. Fortunately, the location was remote, and Lin Yuan was happy that he had some peace and quiet.
Every once in a while, someone would come to Yuan Xuanlang to toast him. At first, it was his good fellow apprentices who would toast him together without any prior arrangement, and then various beauties would come forward boldly.
Senior sister Mu Yunxi was not surprised by this. She calmly took a sip of wine and took three bites of food, then took another sip of wine and took three more bites of food, as if she was a programmed machine.
Even if Yuan Xuanlang could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, he would still decisively refuse a toast after a few drinks, which would earn him the woman's coquettish anger.
He waited for Lin Yuan's reaction. Why didn't Junior Sister react at all? Did she really not care at all? How could she be so focused on eating?
Another graceful woman smiled at Yuan Xuanlang. Just as her red lips parted, Mu Yunxi said, "Miss, my junior brother just rejected a few people. According to custom, he will no longer offer toasts. Please go back."
The woman frowned after hearing this: "You...I didn't say I wanted to toast!"
Yuan Xuanlang's lips curled up: "Oh? Why are you here, young lady?"
The woman acted shy and said, "It's noisy here, young man, could you please lend me a walk for a while?"
Yuan Xuanlang glanced at Lin Yuan out of the corner of his eye. Lin Yuan was holding her chin in her hand, "appreciating" the music and dance in a daze, completely indifferent.
It seems that she is watching the dance, but in fact her mind is wandering in the sky.
"I'm sorry, I can't hold my liquor, so I'm afraid I can't satisfy you, young lady." Although his words were appropriate, he looked unfriendly and lacked interest.
The woman was also good at reading people's expressions, so she left in disappointment.
Yuan Xuanlang turned his head away from Lin Yuan, supporting his head with one hand and scribbling on the table with the other hand dipped in tea.
Mu Yunxi didn't understand the hidden meaning of his actions, and had never seen him like this before.
Yuan Xuanlang came back to his senses and turned around to see Lin Yuan drunkenly walking out of the hall. He smiled and said, "Senior Sister, I'll go check on Junior Sister, in case she's drunk and passed out on the ground."
"Well, junior brother, please send junior sister back to Letian Palace." Mu Yunxi's idea was very simple. Many people would want to sleep when they were drunk, so of course they would go back to their room to sleep. Junior brother just wanted to be a good person.
Yuan Xuanlang slipped out of the hall and saw Lin Yuan looking around with a dazed look in his eyes.
"What are you looking at?" Yuan Xuanlang caught up with her and asked.
"Shh, I'm looking for those three scumbags... They must be in the toilet!" Lin Yuan pointed to a tree in the garden.
Yuan Xuanlang put her hand down and asked, "How do you know they are in the toilet?"
Lin Yuan said proudly, "I gave them a laxative. Hehe, who told them to bully others? Let's go to the toilet! Look at them crying and wailing."
Yuan Xuanlang's temples throbbed, and he felt a surge of anger. "Junior sister, have you really learned bad things? What went wrong? Where did she learn these lewd words?"
"No, that's not the toilet. I'll take you there."
He hugged Lin Yuan and lured her to Letian Palace.
Lin Yuan looked at the plaque with the words "Le Tian Temple" written on it, and the red bricks and green tiles, and said with a smile: "This toilet... is really unique!"
If the master heard this, he would definitely be furious.
Yuan Xuanlang said helplessly: "Yes."
He finally brought her into the house and wanted to put her on the bed, but she hugged his neck and refused to let go.
Lin Yuan buried her head in Yuan Xuanlang's chest, "Why are you so noisy? Stop it."
Yuan Xuanlang knew that Lin Yuan was drunk and would not normally have such intimate actions with others. He stroked her back and slowly tightened his grip, not wanting to let go, but his remaining rationality still resisted.
The alcohol seemed to be taking effect, confusing his mind and causing a huge storm.
But the next second, the waves froze into ice, and all the fantasies were shattered into pieces, because a sharp blade was pressed against his neck, and it was freezing cold.
"You!" Lin Yuan approached Yuan Xuanlang, almost face to face, "You know I killed someone, well... killing you wouldn't be too much, right, hehe."
Did he tell the truth after drinking when he saw Lin Yuan's drunken smile so close to him?
Yuan Xuanlang felt helpless and sad. He was helpless because of her twisted theories and sad because she did not trust him and regarded him as a hidden danger.
So what? Who made him throw down his weapons and surrender so willingly during that eye contact that day?
Yuan Xuanlang gently pushed Lin Yuan's arm away, took the dagger from her hand, and put it back into Lin Yuan's sheath.
He asked her to sit on the bed, and gently wiped the blood oozing from her hands with a handkerchief, saying in a deep voice: "Don't play with the knife, it's easy to get hurt."
Lin Yuan cooperated very well. She didn't struggle or resist. She just stared at his actions blankly and suddenly asked, "Why are you so nice to me?" There was some grievance in her tone.
Yuan Xuanlang curled his lips into a smile and pinched the soft flesh on Lin Yuan's cheek, "Because you are my junior sister, it is my responsibility to take care of you." Then he whispered, "Bah, damn it!"
Damn it! These were all excuses. He couldn't express his feelings because if he did, she might stay away from him.
Lin Yuan nodded, not quite understanding, completely forgetting that he had not answered the first question yet. He just felt dizziness and fatigue sweeping over him like a tide, so he fell on the bed and went to play chess with Zhou Gong.
After settling Lin Yuan, Yuan Xuanlang thought of the three people Lin Yuan had mentioned as "bullies" and a grimace crossed his face. He thought it was time to find those three thieves and settle the score.
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"Stop bullying Junior Sister Lin and stop causing trouble for her, or you'll be struck by lightning!" Yuan Xuanlang looked at the three people with bruised faces and noses on the ground.
"Stop bullying Junior Sister Lin and stop causing trouble for her, or you'll be struck by lightning." The three of them said in unison, enduring the pain.
In fact, my heart was in turmoil: How could we bully her? It would have been fine if she beat us to uphold justice, but who knew she would have to suffer this unprovoked disaster from you.
However, how could a real man say that he was bullied by a young girl?
Yuan Xuanlang nodded with satisfaction and walked away leisurely, leaving the three people in a mess.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is New Year's Eve. In the Letian Hall, the four masters and apprentices sit around the Eight Immortals Table, eating steaming hot pot. Outside the window, the sycamore trees are lush and the stars are shining brightly.
"Master, let me check the students' learning results at the end of the year. Yunxi, as the eldest disciple, you go first."
Mu Yunxi nodded slightly and said slowly: "Master, I have finished reading sixteen books including "Official History of the Sixteen Kingdoms" and "Qingming Miscellaneous Talks". My martial arts achievements are not so good. My grades at the end of the year were in the last place. I ranked ninth in the competition at the martial arts conference."
Lin Yuan wanted to cry but had no tears. Senior sister, you are being Versailles, and I have no evidence.
Yuan Xuanlang glanced at Lin Yuan meaningfully, and Lin Yuan gave him a look of knife in return, which instead of being intimidating, seemed lively and affectionate.
Normally, Lin Yuan would wear her hair in a ponytail, a bun, or a double spiral bun. Today, she had a double bun, secured at the back with a red headband. This style of bun was something Lin Yuan had learned from Zhao Qianxue, but things had changed.
The master nodded with satisfaction, "Don't underestimate yourself. You performed very well."
Then his attitude changed: "Hey, where's your kid?"
Yuan Xuanlang swallowed a mouthful of mutton, then sat upright. "Master, I learned a new sword technique while traveling, killed the second elder of the Mutian Sect, and got first place in the martial arts test at the end of the year."
"What else?" asked the master with narrowed eyes.
"Help my junior sister, repair the door for my fellow junior sister, and rein in the runaway horse..."
"Alright, Master knows you're kind-hearted. Just focus on your own safety. After all, this is your father's wish."
Situ Yikong looked at Lin Yuan again, with a kind smile on his face: "Little disciple, it's your turn."
Lin Yuan's body trembled. "Does learning to kill count?" This certainly wouldn't pass muster!
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