Jun Yu walked towards Xihua Peak, and Yin Biyue followed behind him, gradually becoming nervous. Thinking back to just now, the eldest senior brother had not said anything. Did he think that it was a disgrace to the family to get married privately? Now he wanted to take him to kneel in front of the master's portrait?
Bah, the master is not dead, why is he kneeling in such a portrait?
In fact, Jun Yu didn't speak because he didn't know how to start. He was afraid that his junior brother was at a disadvantage without knowing it, or that he was simply bewitched and impulsive. If it were Liu Qishuang, Yan Xing, or Duan Chongxuan, each of them would have their own way of communicating, but Jun Yu didn't.
Seeing that they were about to reach the edge of the cliff, Jun Yu had no choice but to turn around and said bluntly,
"Junior brother, the union is no joke. Once the book is signed, the contract is established, which will have a hidden impact on the fate of both parties. Are you really willing to be united with him? Didn't he do something to seduce you?"
Yin Biyue was shocked, "Big Brother, I am sincere, but actually speaking of this matter... I was the one who was rude first."
Jun Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, very puzzled.
Yin Biyue lowered his head and decided not to hide it anymore. "Brother Luo was affected by the technique at the time and was unconscious. I forced him. I admired Brother Luo, and he also said that he liked me..."
Jun Yu was silent.
He clearly remembered that a long time ago, during the public trial in the hall, Luo Mingchuan had said in person that he intended to force his junior fellow apprentice.
What's going on now?
The eldest disciple of Xihua Peak, who is gifted in swordsmanship, once encountered a confusion during his cultivation career - is it true that nowadays, if one wants to marry someone, one must force each other in order to be considered as being in love?
What should I do if I meet someone I can’t defeat?
I can't figure it out, it turns out that practicing sword is the easiest.
After a while, he murmured, "In this case, you should treat him well from now on."
Yin Biyue nodded hurriedly, "Of course. I will never let Senior Brother Luo down."
Zheng Yangzi had the same question. He had been calm and composed in the main hall just now, as if he had expected this to happen. Now that he had returned to the inner hall, he turned around and asked his apprentice, "What exactly is going on?"
Luo Mingchuan smiled and said, "Master, you heard everything. My junior brother and I are truly in love..."
Zheng Yangzi interrupted him by slamming the table.
"Who asked you this? I'm asking if you used any tricks?! Did you?!"
Luo Mingchuan restrained his smile.
"I used the Galan pupil technique."
Zheng Yangzi was heartbroken and pointed at him, trembling, "You, you actually dared... How could you..."
Luo Mingchuan stepped forward and patted his master on the back to calm him down, "Disciple knows he was wrong."
“But I don’t regret it.”
Zheng Yangzi almost couldn't breathe a sigh of relief.
"I knew that the disciple of Wei Jingfeng's family would not be so easy to enlighten! If you use tricks now, what will you do in the future? With the cultivation talents of the two of you, and your lifespans of hundreds of years, can you bewitch him for a lifetime?!"
Luo Mingchuan had thought about this a long time ago. That day in the cave, his mind was aroused by the Nine Heavenly Luo Movements, and he didn't want to see his junior brother resist, so he used the Galan pupil technique.
That's why when Yin Biyue woke up, he didn't remember anything.
He said sternly, "I will not use pupil skills anymore. If Junior Brother doesn't want to, I will never force him to do anything."
Zheng Yangzi sighed, "It's good that you know. Don't push him too hard. There is still half a month before he can be re-citizens. Give him more time to think it through."
Luo Mingchuan nodded, "Disciple understands. I will not go to look for you for the next half month."
Zheng Yangzi waved his hand, letting him go, and then shouted at the door of the palace, "Come in if you're here! How can you hide at the door and eavesdrop? You don't need to cultivate in the right way!"
After being scolded by him, He Yanyun jumped in with her tongue hanging out, and began to stroke her master's fur and act coquettishly, "I just came here, just passing by..."
Turning to Luo Mingchuan, he smiled happily, "Brother! You are going to merge with Brother Yin! When is the date? Have you made your formal attire? It's such a great news, why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Zheng Yangzi scolded lightly, "Why are you laughing like that! It's not like you are from the same clan as him!"
He Yanyun pursed her lips.
"Alright, everyone go away. Let me be quiet."
Luo Mingchuan bowed and left.
"Junior sister, the current situation is turbulent. Your Senior Brother Yin and I suggest that everything should be kept simple. It is best not to make it public, so as not to distract everyone from the recent patrols..."
He Yanyun was still excited, "I know that, but marriage is a big deal after all, and formal attire has to be made... Senior Brother, you looked really good in the one you wore on the day you were appointed as Cangya's first disciple, Senior Brother Yin should have one too."
The robes of Cangya disciples are all made by a special weaving bureau and managed by the Deacon Hall. Luo Mingchuan thought of his complicated formal dress. Someone came to measure his size a month in advance. I'm afraid it must have been difficult to make.
He smiled and shook his head, "I don't have time right now..."
He Yanyun patted her chest and said, "Leave it to Xiaolian and me, don't worry, Senior Brother!"
Luo Mingchuan smiled and said, "Junior sister, your Senior Brother Yin and I appreciate your kindness. But you should spend more time on the real thing. I haven't tested your cultivation level since I came back this time..."
After hearing this, He Yanyun ran away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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Yin Biyue returned to his own courtyard to meditate, breathing in and out in a state of concentration, his true energy flowing freely in his body, and the extra warm current flowing through, becoming one with his own true energy.
At night, he practiced sword in the courtyard. Practicing Hanshui Sword in winter, even without using the true essence, relying solely on the sword intention, is naturally powerful and chilling. When he put away the sword, he saw the shadows of the distant mountains in the night, and remembered that he and Luo Mingchuan followed their respective masters and brothers back after the meeting in Qinghe Hall, and secretly sent a message to decide the place, and the two met at night.
At that time, it was still not formal, who would have thought that they would be married in a blink of an eye. He suddenly began to thank Senior Cheng for answering his questions and helping him see his true feelings.
The mood is relaxed, the sword is wielded, and there is a sense of satisfaction.
The next day, two girls came to visit, they were He Yanyun and Ruan Xiaolian.
Yin Biyue felt embarrassed when she learned their purpose, "How can I let my junior sisters do such a thing..."
"What's the big deal? Xiaolian and I have been waiting for a long time! Could it be that Senior Brother Yin doesn't trust our cooking skills?"
Ruan Xiaolian nodded, "I finally waited for you to get married, and I'm happy to have something to do!"
Yin Biyue was still confused when he was pushed to measure the size.
Wait, what do you mean by finally? Aren’t you surprised at all? I just figured it out recently too!
He looked at the expressions of the two girls and decided not to ask.
#The whole world is watching me and my senior brother fall in love, only I can't tell the difference QAQ#
The days before the marriage were peaceful, and not many people knew the news.
Yin Biyue's senior brothers and sisters were at the foot of the mountain, so it was inconvenient to send a message; Luo Mingchuan was recently gathering his disciples to rehearse the sword formation, and he didn't want to distract them.
The two of them tacitly wanted to do something big in silence. With secret expectations, they counted the days.
Luo Mingchuan promised his master that day, and he really resisted the urge to look for Yin Biyue these days.
When he was studying at the academy, he learned a sword formation suitable for disciples in the marrow-cutting and Qi-training stages. These disciples have limited combat power individually, but if they form a formation with close cooperation, their power will increase tenfold. During the day, he was busy rehearsing the sword formation and reviewing the jade slips and letters sent from various places, and at night he had to practice the Nine Heavenly Nets. Now he no longer uses passive methods to restrain his practice, and he also understands that the more he understands this technique, the less likely he will be controlled by it.
Luo Mingchuan's life was fulfilling and busy, but each day felt like a year.
At some point I often wonder, what is my junior brother doing now?
Yin Biyue was trying on clothes.
With He Yanyun and Ruan Xiaolian's skills and craftsmanship, they can naturally do it faster and better than the weaving bureau. Yin Biyue stood in front of the water mirror and spread his sleeves. On the layers of gorgeous robes, dark patterns spread like water waves. The young man in the mirror had white hair and a black crown, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a noble temperament, a clear breeze and bright moon.
He bowed his hands as a greeting, "Thank you two junior sisters for your concern."
"I don't deserve your thanks. Senior Brother Yin is tall and can carry off any complicated dress."
Ruan Xiaolian smiled, "The style and details of this suit are all made according to Senior Brother Luo's dress, but the hidden patterns are different. Senior Brother Luo's is a cloud pattern, and Senior Brother Yin's is a water lotus pattern, which is exactly 'clouds in the blue sky and water in the bottle'."
"The clothes are beautiful. Senior Brother Yin, you look even better. It's a pity that Senior Brother Luo is busy recently. He will be fascinated when he sees you."
Yin Biyue was embarrassed by the compliment, but she didn't want to seem shy, so she had to change the subject and said, "He is indeed busy. I haven't seen him for five days."
After saying this, I was stunned.
It turns out that I count the days every day. It's only five days, obviously a short time, but why does it feel like a long time?
I couldn't help but think of when the two of them were in the cave. Although my brother was unconscious, at least I could see him every day. It's not like now.
Seeing that he stopped talking, He Yanyun seemed to have realized something and continued to talk to herself.
"When I was little, I often wanted to sneak down the mountain to eat roast chicken, but I was afraid of being laughed at for my excessive appetite, so I didn't dare to let Xiaolian know and could only endure it. Later, I finally couldn't help but tell her one time, and I found out that she had always wanted to eat it! We went down the mountain to eat it that night! From then on, I understood that eating it with your mouth is the truth, what's the point of having a face!"
Ruan Xiaolian laughed and scolded her for being frivolous.
After the two of them left, Yin Biyue changed into his normal clothes and tried to enter a state of meditation, but it was difficult to concentrate. He came to the courtyard to practice swordplay, but his swordplay was also sluggish.
My mind was in turmoil, I thought about it over and over again, and finally made a decision.
Five days is enough. If my senior brother doesn’t come to see me, I will go to see him.
Yes! Seeing the truth is the truth, no need to worry about face!
The shameless Yin Biyue set out in the dark that night, as light as a swallow, and in a blink of an eye he arrived at the main peak and stood outside the gate of Luomingchuan Courtyard.
Before he could raise his hand to knock on the door, it opened. Luo Mingchuan smiled and welcomed him into the courtyard.
Yin Biyue only saw the warm yellow light in the room coming through the paper window and pouring all over the floor. His senior brother was standing in the halo and smiling at him. It was like every night in the cave, with the candlelight dancing between his eyebrows.
Yin Biyue felt infinite courage at this moment.
Luo Mingchuan's voice was gentle and calm, "It's so late, is there something wrong, Junior Brother?"
In fact, he was very nervous, his hands were clenched tightly in his sleeves, and his fingers were white. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and would hug the person in his arms the next moment.
Yin Biyue said, "I'm fine, I just can't sleep."
"I have two volumes of Travels in the Southwest, which are very interesting to read. Can you take them and read them to kill time?"
“No.”
"Shall I accompany my junior brother to the cliff to practice swordplay?"
"No."
"Do you like the sword formation, Junior Brother?"
"dislike."
Luo Mingchuan laughed, thinking that his junior fellow apprentice was acting like a child who was sulking, but he was not impatient at all. Instead, he felt secretly happy because he felt that his junior fellow apprentice was relying on and trusting him wholeheartedly.
"So what do you want to do, brother?"
Yin Biyue raised his head, with a momentary impulse and a sense of courage,
"I want to sleep with you."
Ten miles of spring breeze is not as good as sleeping with you.
Luo Mingchuan was stunned, just like sparks exploding in the wilderness, making him unable to think for a moment.
He concentrated his mind and said, "Not yet, let's wait a little longer... We only have ten days before we become citizens of the same clan."
Yin Biyue repeated it again, and the words became,
"We still have ten days before we become citizens of the same country!"
The two of them were in a stalemate in the courtyard, and Yin Biyue refused to give in.
Luo Mingchuan is a principled man, but there is nothing he can do about him. Not to mention seeing him disappointed and sad, even his junior brother couldn't bear to frown.
Finally, he could only sigh and open the door, "Come in."
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