Chapter 145 Dust on Silk Stockings
Their eyes met, and the room was filled with dead silence.

Gu Ping'an came back to his senses, closed his eyes considerately, and helped her sit on the edge of the bed.

Mu Nianci was silent for a long time and then spoke softly.

"I don't have the strength, please help me."

Gu Ping'an was surprised that she was no longer shy, but he obeyed and helped her put on clothes one by one.

It was just that the clothes were close to the body, so it was inevitable that they would be seen and touched, and the room was filled with spring.

Mu Nianci stared at her lover busying around, dressing her and doing her hair. Although he seemed clumsy, her eyes were filled with happiness.

Gu Ping'an tried several times and finally managed to comb her into a simplest bun.

"nice."

Although her hair was clearly messy, Mu Nianci looked left and right in the bronze mirror, and became more and more satisfied.

"Thank you brother!"

When Gu Ping'an heard the word "brother", he was stunned.

Mu Nianci used to call him "Brother Ping'an". She tried this new name for the first time last night, but she didn't expect it to have such a miraculous effect on him.

During the lingering tenderness, a charming and gentle "brother" was much more effective than the previous "husband".

"Don't call me that. Anything is fine, except this: Master, Husband, Brother Ping'an."

Gu Ping'an frowned, and the goose bumps on the back of his neck had not disappeared yet.

"No, Rong'er still calls him 'Brother Jing' every day, and I don't see Brother Guo Shi having any objections."

"That's different!"

"I do not care!"

Mu Nianci frowned, her bright eyes sparkled, and she became unusually arrogant.

"Well, it's up to you."

Gu Ping'an was immediately defeated, sighed, turned around and brought the plate.

After he fed her breakfast with care and massaged her with his internal energy, Mu Nianci finally regained some strength.

Of course, I couldn't practice my martial arts, but I could barely leave the room and pay my respects to my grandmother.

Before she left the house, she suddenly remembered something, turned back to the bed, and carefully put away the bloodstained white wedding handkerchief.

Gu Ping'an looked at her solemn expression and felt moved again.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Mu Nianci put away her wedding veil and held his arm. "Let's go, grandma must be waiting for us."

In the grandmother's room, the two stood side by side, with their arms folded and bowed.

"Granddaughter-in-law Nianci (my grandson is safe), respectfully asks for the blessing of grandmother!"

The angry look on Old Lady Gu's face that she had shown towards Gu Ping'an in the morning had long disappeared. She smiled kindly and waved to Mu Nianci to sit next to her. She held her hand for a long time and refused to let go.

"Nianci, Grandmother had always decided that you should be my grandson's wife. Look, she really got what she wanted, didn't she?"

Mu Nianci was also filled with emotion: "If it weren't for your words of advice on the way back to Zhongnan Mountain, I'm afraid Nianci might not have had this blessing."

At the beginning, Qiu Chuji, Yang Tiexin and others were determined to match two people up randomly. Thanks to her for mustering up the courage to find Gu Ping'an, otherwise the two of them might not have been able to get together so smoothly.

"Blessing? Marrying you is a blessing for that bastard. He clearly wronged you!"

The old grandmother thought of what happened last night and couldn't help but snorted coldly at Gu Ping'an again.

"If this brat dares to bully you in the future, just tell grandma and I'll break his legs!"

Gu Ping'an looked helpless, but Mu Nianci covered her mouth and laughed secretly: "Don't worry, Grandma, my brother-in-law treats me very well and loves me in every way. How could he bear to bully me?"

"Reluctant?" The old grandmother was furious when she heard this. "He loves you so much that he returned it last night."

Seeing that she was about to tell him what she had heard at night, Gu Pingan was startled and quickly shouted, "Grandma, we still have something important to discuss!"

When the old grandmother heard him calling her, she reacted and changed her words in time.

"Yes, let's get down to business." Mu Nianci only heard half of the sentence and was confused for a moment. She was about to ask again, but Gu Ping'an stopped her by shaking his head.

"Nianci, I intend to pass on everything I've learned throughout my life to you. Would you be willing to become my disciple?"

Apprenticeship? !
Mu Nianci was at a loss when Gu Pingan exclaimed, "Wait. Become my disciple? Wouldn't that mess up the generations?"

The old grandmother frowned, "How come you've become as old-fashioned as Wang Zhe?"

“But we are.”

"So what if we're husband and wife? Nianci has become my disciple, and she will be your uncle in the future. I wonder if you dare to bully her!"

Gu Ping'an was choking and almost couldn't breathe. Mu Nianci said weakly, "Why don't I worship you as my master?"

Before she could finish, the grandmother said firmly, "No, if you want to learn, this is the only requirement."

"This"

Mu Nianci looked puzzled and had no choice but to look to Gu Ping'an for help.

Gu Ping'an tried to test her a few more times, but the old lady was determined and could not be persuaded.

Under her insistence, Gu Ping'an had no choice but to accept the bride he had just married the day before, and in the blink of an eye, she became his uncle.

After nine consecutive kowtows, the old grandmother completed the ceremony of becoming a disciple, and then began to talk about the history of the sect.

"Our sect is called 'Xiaoyao'."

It really is the Xiaoyao Sect!
Gu Ping'an had guessed before that at this time, such exquisite light skills could only be achieved through "Lingbo Weibu" unless there was another hidden sect outside the original novel.

"The founder, 'Xiaoyaozi', founded the sect during the reign of Emperor Taizong, and it has been passed down to this day for over two hundred years."

The old grandmother said slowly.

"We in the Xiaoyao Sect are well-versed in medicine, divination, astrology, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, the Five Elements and the Eight Diagrams, Qimen Dunjia, farmland irrigation, economics, and military strategy. It's a pity..."

Mu Nianci listened attentively, waiting curiously for her to continue.

"It's a pity that after Xu Zhuzi, the successors were not talented enough, and with the cholera outbreak caused by the Jin soldiers, most of the inheritance has been lost. Even the founding secret of the sect, the 'Northern Divine Art', is nowhere to be found."

Gu Ping'an secretly felt that it was a pity, as he had once drawn Ren Woxing's Star Absorbing Art, but this Bei Ming Divine Art was many times better than that.

Having said this, the old grandmother gave him another instruction.

"Ping An, go get the official suitcase. There's a secret compartment at the bottom."

Gu Ping'an took it and opened it as he was told. There were several ancient books in the secret compartment, and the top one was "Lingbo Weibu", with a jewel ring pressing on the book.

"Give the ring to Nianci."

"Grandma, this is"

Mu Nianci took the ring he handed over and asked curiously.

The old grandmother didn't mind her address and nodded, saying, "Put it on. This is the token of our Xiaoyao Sect's leader. I'll give it to you for safekeeping."

"Absolutely not."

Mu Nianci's face was filled with fear.

"Although I have accepted my grandmother as my master, I still know nothing about the sect. How can I take on the responsibility of being the head of the sect?"

"Why not? With your strength and progress, your talent and understanding must be far superior to mine."

The old grandmother smiled and waved her hand, then continued to talk about the past.

"I was only twelve when I became a disciple, and my master passed away after being seriously injured right after I was accepted. Compared to you, am I even less capable of this?"

"but I."

Before she could say anything more, the old grandmother suddenly moved and was in front of her in a blink of an eye. She took the ring and put it on her.

This light and mysterious martial art is the Xiaoyao Sect's unique skill, "Lingbo Weibu".

 I also always thought that the token of the Xiaoyao Sect was a jade ring, but after reading both the Sanlian version and the revised version, they were both jewel rings, so I tried to respect the original work as much as possible.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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