Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 131 Why am I being urged to get married even after traveling through time?

Two days later, Zhuge Bagua Village, Wuhou Sect.

Yan Huan was exhausted and slept for a whole day and two nights.

If the vital signs had not been stable, the Wuhou faction almost wanted to go north to invite the disciple of the great master Wang Zizhong to come over.

"White Tiger, my white tiger, hehe..."

Yan Huan muttered in his sleep, which made Yan Fei, who stayed in the room to take care of him, laugh.

"What kind of dream did this silly child have to make him laugh like this?"

After the incident at the Prime Minister's Temple, the Yan brothers and sisters returned to Jiangxi and told Old Man Yan the whole story. After listening, the old man put on a show on the spot, sang a big opera, and went from street to street.

Yan Fei came back alone this time and agreed with the old master of the Yan family to take Yan Huan home with her.

When she got off the plane just now, she heard Zhuge Gong say that Yan Huan was in a coma. She was scared to death, but when she saw him in person, she realized that her nephew was just collapsed due to exhaustion, and there was nothing wrong with his body.

"Sister and Feng Yunyi are evil enough, and the baby they gave birth to is even more terrifying. If you want to go back, the next head of the Yan family will probably fall directly into your hands."

"I think Jiang Li's plan will fail!" Yan Fei smiled and smoothed the messy hair on Yan Huan's forehead.

The more I look at this face, the more it looks like my sister.

The only flaw is that the part that looks like Feng Yunyi.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Yan Fei was looking at her nephew. Yan Huan's smile disappeared and he coughed gently a few times, which woke him up from his sleep.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the blue-green curtain covering the quaint little bed.

After blinking, Yan Huan immediately closed his eyes again.

His consciousness gradually sank, leading to his heart and soul. He groped in the depths of his soul for a while, until he heard the "Fu Fu" sound of deep breathing in his sleep. Only then did Yan Huan open his eyes with relief.

The Eight Deceitful Gods——White Tiger, conquered!

Yan Huan sat up from the bed and saw Yan Fei in front of him. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Aunt."

This time, Yan Fei did not wear the loose and exaggerated Wu Nuo robe, nor did she wear a mask. She wore a soft and comfortable close-fitting sweater and a black windbreaker.

"Oh, Xiao Huan! You almost scared your aunt to death!"

Yan Fei said, and stepped forward to hug him.

Yan Huan recalled the overwhelming feeling of suffocation and felt a lingering fear. He immediately used the Flowing Light Golden Escape Technique and sat down on the round chair in the middle of the room.

"I'm fine, auntie, calm down."

"By the way, why is my aunt back again?" Yan Huan asked.

"Firstly, your grandfather wanted you to go home, and secondly, the head of the Zhuge family said he had something important to discuss. The old man is not very agile and doesn't like to go out, so I, the eldest in the family, came here."

Yan Huan immersed himself in thought. Apart from the two spiritual beasts left here, the Zhuge family and the Yan family should have no intersection.

What's more, Taiyin is lost, White Tiger has returned to its master, a wisp of Wu Hou's soul remains in the jade, and the affairs of the Zhuge and Yan families are settled, and there will be no further involvement.

"What other cooperation does Patriarch Zhuge have with you?" Yan Huan asked puzzledly.

"What do you mean by you? It's us! We are all family!"

"Then what other important matters can our Yan family and Wuhou sect discuss?"

Yan Fei suppressed a wicked smile, "You'll know when the time comes."

Why be so mysterious?
Gulu!
I haven't eaten for so long, I'm hungry.

Yan Huan didn't think too much about it. He picked up the pastries on the table and started eating.

At this moment, a little head popped out of the half-open wooden window. Zhuge Meng blinked and stood on tiptoe to glance inside the house.

"Master Yan is awake!?"

When Yan Huan saw the girl, perhaps because he was used to feeding her, he picked up a piece of cake and threw it over.

Zhuge Meng caught it in his mouth and started chewing it with big mouthfuls.

"Good morning, Master Yan. I don't want the mung bean flavor. I want the osmanthus flavor instead."

Hearing this, Yan Huan took out a piece of light yellow pastry and handed it over.

Yan Fei, who was standing beside the bed, was delighted to see this and waved to the girl outside the window.

"Xiao Meng, don't call me Master, it's too formal. From now on, just call me by my name."

"Oh!" Zhuge Meng leaned on the windowsill with both hands and leaned inside. "Then Brother Huan, I won't eat it anymore. It's too greasy."

"Everyone is waiting in the ancestral hall. Several elders inside and outside have come."

"I calculated that you would wake up today!"

Yan Huan frowned slightly and said, "Why don't you use the divination technique in a serious way?"

"Aunt, since several seniors from the Wuhou Sect have arrived, let's resolve any issues as soon as possible. Zhuge Qing and I also have some personal matters to deal with."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Yan Fei had a strange look in her eyes and kept agreeing.

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The Wuhou Ancestral Temple is filled with the scent of incense.

When Yan Huan, Yan Fei and Zhuge Meng arrived, the ancestral hall was full of people inside and outside.

Below the altar of the statue of Kong Ming, there are several old men with white hair, all of them are senior members of the Wuhou sect.

At this time, Zhuge Gong was the one who made decisions for the outside world, but when it came to major clan affairs, the opinions of these elders were still indispensable.

This meeting in the clan hall could even be seen as a meeting of the clan elders. What a grand occasion!

Seeing this, Yan Huan noticed several gazes coming from the opposite side. The two people guarding the door looked her up and down with admiration in their eyes.

The younger people of the same generation around them congratulated them and chatted intimately with the two of them.

"Xiao Huan, come! Come inside!"

"I wonder who the two seniors are?"

“We are Moe’s parents.”

Eh?
Yan Huan was stunned for a moment. Combining his aunt's previous reaction with the performance of the people from the Wu Hou faction in the ancestral hall, a bad suspicion gradually filled his mind.

When he stepped over the threshold, the idle chatter in the ancestral hall died down, and the entire Wuhou faction focused its attention on this newcomer from the Yan family.

Looking around, there were few people of the same generation in the hall, only Zhuge Qing and Zhuge Meng were left.

"This time, the Wuhou sect encountered misfortune for no reason. Thank you for your help!"

The old men in front of the altar stood up one after another and bowed to Yan Huan in thanks.

"You are too polite, seniors." Yan Huan returned the greeting. "Since this is a Wuhou clan meeting, Aunt Huan and I are not from the Zhuge family and should not be here. I wonder if you have any important matters to discuss?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Gong said to the seniors, "Second Master, Third Master, Sixth Master, First Uncle, Second Aunt, Fifth Uncle, let me handle this matter."

The second master, who was the oldest in seniority, stroked his white beard and raised his hand to indicate his consent.

Zhuge Gong turned around with a complicated expression, including sadness, joy and helplessness.

After thinking for a long time, he finally figured out how to start: "Xiao Huan, you have done a favor to the Wuhou Sect, and this is beyond reproach. First of all, on behalf of the clan, I would like to express my gratitude to you again."

"But this is about the inheritance of True Fire Samadhi. As the secret of Wu Hou Sect, you are a benefactor, but also an outsider, so we really don't know how to deal with it. So we discussed it with several elders of the Yan family, and both sides reached a consensus on the solution."

Well!
Yan Huan pursed her lips.

Good boy, Zhuge Qing sold me out!
But after thinking about it, they are family, and Zhuge Qing really couldn't hide anything on this matter.

Although my aunt deliberately didn't tell me the solution to this problem, Yan Huan had a rough idea of ​​it.

He is a benefactor, but an outsider. In this case, all we need to do is turn the outsider into our own.

Marriage!

The Wuhou faction and the Yan family of Jiangxi are a powerful alliance that is in the interests of both parties.

Especially for his grandfather whom he had never met, if he knew that a grandson had been found and a granddaughter-in-law was brought back, he might be so happy that he would ascend to heaven on the spot.

calm down!

They are all over a hundred years old and have a lot of experience. Maybe they can come up with another solution.

Yan Huan held onto a glimmer of hope and asked, "I wonder what the seniors have discussed with my family's elders and what the result is?"

"Look, Xiao Huan, the secrets that Wu Hou didn't pass on, then can't we just pass them on to our own people? After all, we're all our own people, so there's no question of keeping them secret or not."

"As the saying goes, men should get married when they are old enough, and women should get married when they are old enough. It just so happens that the Wuhou Sect and the Yan Family are both well-known and prestigious families, so they are a perfect match! As both of you are cultivators, the harmony of yin and yang does not go against your cultivation path."

"This does not violate the tradition of the Wuhou sect, and it is also in line with the Yan family's choice. Of course, we also have to consider the feelings of you young people..."

"I saw you and Xiao Meng getting along so closely the past few days. You must have a crush on each other. Why don't you let me make the decision today and finalize this marriage? What do you think?"

Ah, ah, I knew it, I knew it!
Yan Huan covered her face.

Zhuge Meng, who was still beside his parents and was out of touch, was also stunned.

Yan Huan looked embarrassed. My family, who would understand? Why would I still be urged to get married after traveling through time?

It’s almost the same as urging marriage.

The two elders considered everything except the two younger generations.

Especially in this situation, Yan Huan was in a dilemma.

Putting a girl's marriage above her clan, if she refuses, is no different from breaking off the engagement in person.

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west...
It's not a good idea to break off an engagement!
Yan Huan's mind turned three thousand six hundred corners of the brain in one second. She looked at Zhuge Meng. Her body was trembling slightly at this moment, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"If Zhuge Meng is not satisfied with this marriage, there may be a chance for things to turn around."

After all, I am shameless and might even get the buff of breaking off the engagement.

Feeling Yan Huan's hot and eager gaze, Zhuge Meng followed his gaze and seemed to understand what he meant, and gave him a thumbs up.

"This girl!" Yan Huan couldn't help but feel a little touched, and immediately gestured in response, "If Da Meng refuses, the situation will get better, but she will definitely be blamed by her family."

This girl actually went to such lengths.

Yan Huan nodded seriously.

Zhuge Meng had made up his mind, and put his hands on his hips, "It doesn't matter to me. If it's Brother Huan, then there's nothing wrong with it."

"As Xiao Meng said, Huan also feels that this matter... Hey!?"

Yan Huan was confused for a moment.

I forgot that this girl is a little dull and doesn't know how to read people's expressions, let alone think so deeply!
"Okay, okay, okay!" Zhuge Gong praised repeatedly and clapped his hands. "Since everyone has no objection, then this matter is settled."

Wait!
Yan Huan stopped and suddenly remembered that there was another solution to this problem.

"They say that the laws of our ancestors cannot be changed. But if our ancestors said so themselves, then the laws can be changed."

(End of this chapter)