Minglong

Chapter 305 Three Flowers Gather at the Top!

Jin Huan Pavilion.

Bu Yuehua lay on the large red round bed, listening intently to the sounds from the distant bedroom. She noticed the warmth of the man embracing her again, and her eyes filled with confusion.

Lin Wanyi, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, leaned upright against the headboard. Seeing her master lying on his side listening to the sounds, she couldn't help but raise her hand and pat her ample lower back.
"Why don't we go back? What kind of talk is it to eavesdrop here?"

Bu Yuehua wasn't eavesdropping; she was looking for an opportunity to drag the Daoist nun into the mess, so she wouldn't be laughed at later for being with her disciple. After waiting for a long time, feeling the time was right, she sat up.
"Let's go over and have a look."

"what?"

Lin Wanyi was taken aback and pushed up her small glasses:

"Isn't this inappropriate? Sect Leader Nangong looks quite fierce, and we're not even that close..."

"It's okay, I'm familiar with it. If you can't even handle a girl, how will you be a first wife in the future?"

"Uh……"

"Let's go, let's go. You don't need to say anything later, just mock her with your eyes."

"Huh?" Lin Wanyi was a little hesitant: "Isn't this inappropriate? What if Sect Leader Nangong hits me?"

"What are you afraid of with me here? Come on, come on..."

"..."

Lin Wanyi was a little hesitant, but her master, as expected of a witch, pulled her outside. Lin Wanyi could only smooth her hair behind her ear and follow behind with small steps, glancing left and right from time to time to see if any outsiders had seen them.

As they walked outside the bedroom, a 'plop' sound reached their ears, along with a man's voice:
"Don't be afraid, no one can hear you..."

……

Bu Yuehua blushed slightly, placed her hands on her waist, and adopted the graceful demeanor of a dignified married woman before pushing open the door.

squeak~
Inside the room, Nangong Ye was lying on the bed, hugging a pillow and stretching like a cat. His face was flushed, and he covered his mouth. Suddenly, he heard a noise, and he tensed up in fright, quickly rolling over and pulling the covers up.
"You damned witch, what are you doing?!"

Xie Jinhuan was pleasantly surprised to find that Sister Bu had returned unexpectedly.

"Sister Bu, Wanyi, are you having trouble sleeping? I'm awake too, why don't we chat together..."

"Thank you, Jinhuan!"

"..."

Xie Jinhuan immediately shut up.

Bu Yuehua slowly entered the room, briefly glancing at the embarrassed and flustered Taoist nun:
"Sister Nangong, dual cultivation for healing is quite tiring. Can you handle it? Do you need our help?"

Lin Wanyi followed beside him, not daring to mock Sect Leader Nangong with her eyes, but instead looking around as if admiring the scenery.

Nangong Ye was so embarrassed by being watched while he was cultivating that he almost fainted. He said coldly:
"Are you crazy? He was the one who kept pestering me, do you think I wanted this..."

"Eh!"

Seeing that Nangong Ye was about to leave, Bu Yuehua stepped forward and stopped him:

"If you want to leave, that's fine. We'll do it for you. You should thank us, right? Call us 'sister' first."

"?"

Nangong Ye paused, then said incredulously:
"You really think I wouldn't dare to deal with you?!"

"You're not going to call me that, are you?"

Ignoring the murderous glare, Bu Yuehua sat down in front of Xie Jinhuan and hooked her arm around his neck:
"Come on, continue. If you don't want it, I'm leaving."

Xie Jinhuan certainly didn't want to, but he was afraid of being beaten by Bing Tuozi. However, he thought, "To die under the peony flower is to die happily, even as a ghost." So...

Nangong Ye could no longer bear it and wanted to get up and beat the vixen, but he was afraid that he would accidentally expose himself and be laughed at by Doctor Lin, so he wrapped himself in a quilt and pounced on her.

Crackling...

Seeing that the two of them were so engrossed in their own world that they didn't even notice the moon, Lin Wanyi felt a little embarrassed to look at it. But Xie Jinhuan couldn't possibly neglect Da Wanwan, so he pulled Wanyi's wrist and pulled her close to join in the fun.

Lin Wanyi was too embarrassed to speak, but she secretly pinched the big pig's trotter, lowered the curtain, and found that her master was burning up. She even patted him from the inside...

slap~
……
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The next day.

As dawn broke, many of the princess's maids and servants arrived at the residence to tidy up various items.

Inside the tea room, Coal Ball squatted on the table, eagerly showing off freshly sliced ​​lamb. Overjoyed, he occasionally shook his head, asking the feeding girls if they wanted a bite. Beside the large root-carved tea table, Nangong Ye, dressed in a black and white Taoist robe and wearing a white jade crown, sipped a steaming cup of tea, his demeanor resembling that of a 'quiet and inactive' Taoist master. However, his beautiful phoenix eyes betrayed worldly thoughts, occasionally glancing coldly at the tea table.

On the tea table, Bu Yuehua changed back into a proper dark blue dress, her hair was styled in an updo with a butterfly hair clip, and she leaned on the small table with one hand, her posture exuding the air of a lady of the house, while her black-rimmed glasses revealed a strong sense of intellect.

Lin Wanyi, dressed in a dark green dress, with gold-rimmed glasses and bright red lips, looked stunningly beautiful. She was too shy to talk to the two of them and simply gazed at the warm winter sun outside the window.

The three women, each with a distinct personality and demeanor, are like a peony, a peach blossom, and a snow lotus—they shouldn't be in the same place, but…

Bu Yuehua, who had instigated the trouble, was also feeling a bit overwhelmed, but as long as the sassy Taoist nun was embarrassed, she wasn't. At the moment, she was just leisurely drinking her tea.

Nangong Ye was furious, but Lin Wanyi was, after all, his first wife. As a later elder, and with a bunch of attack speed stats, he couldn't very well lash out at her because he was in the wrong. So, he could only pretend that nothing had happened.

After waiting for a short while, footsteps were heard at the door.

Xie Jinhuan, now dressed in a white robe, possessed a cold and aloof demeanor, resembling a 'self-disciplined and abstinent' young master from a noble family. He was completely different from the lecherous young man from Danyang last night. At this moment, he glanced at the third wife at the door and inquired:

"Why don't you go eat something?"

All three of them took the fasting pills, and none of them had much of an appetite at the moment.

Lin Wanyi felt awkward standing there, so she quickly walked over:

"Aren't you hungry yet? Are you planning to go to the palace?"

"Yes. Something happened to His Majesty, and I haven't visited him yet. I need to go to the palace to see him. Zisu is there too, would you like to come along?"

"Sigh, the rules in the palace are strict. I'll go home first. The pills that Zisu made for you are ready. Come and pick them up when you're done."

"Row……"

After exchanging a few words with his new wife, Xie Jinhuan intended to give her a kiss, but noticing the two older women sitting silently in the room, he asked:
"Are you going or not?"

Nangong Ye didn't want to see this unruly blond-haired man right now, so he didn't turn around. His ethereal voice was as cold as frost:
“Bu Yuehua and I have something to discuss. You may go to the palace by yourself.”

Bu Yuehua knew that the slutty Taoist nun wanted to settle scores with her, but she didn't care at all and slowly put down her teacup:
"Just leaving like this?"

"..."

Xie Jinhuan was going to work, so she definitely had to give him a good morning kiss. However, she hadn't been able to bring herself to do it earlier. Seeing how understanding Sister Bu was, she quickly came over, touched his lips, and then looked at the ice cube next to the tea table.

Nangong Ye's eyes darkened, and before he could dodge, he was kissed on the lips. He immediately picked up his sword and stood up.

Call ~
Xie Jinhuan moved with remarkable speed, scooping up the coal ball that was still showing off its food and dashing out of the room, carrying Wanyi away with him.

Nangong Ye gritted his teeth and didn't chase after her. Instead, he turned back to look at the lawless demoness.

Bu Yuehua was fearless and confident:
"What? You want to hit me?"

Nangong Ye did want to, but this vixen was reckless and fearless, while she was afraid that the other party would betray her to Xiang Momo. Naturally at a disadvantage, after a moment of silence, she still sat down next to her and slammed her sword on the table:
How to break the Thousand Threads Soul-Binding Curse?

Bu Yuehua blinked, a little puzzled:
"What Thousand Threads Soul-Binding Curse?"

Nangong Ye couldn't admit that he had been eavesdropping and had gotten himself into trouble, otherwise the vixen could use that to kill him. So he simply said:
"The Imperial Observatory has discovered this kind of spell while they were capturing demons and bandits. You are the second-in-command in the Southern Frontier, so don't pretend you don't know the ins and outs of this technique."

Bu Yuehua blinked and thought carefully for a moment:
"According to ancient records, witchcraft does indeed have such incantations, but it was created by the witch ancestor Zhu Man and has been lost for over a thousand years. Now, no one should know the method."

Nangong Ye frowned and said, "Are you sure you can't?"

"?"

Bu Yuehua was puzzled and shrugged slightly:

Do you think I should be able to?

Seeing that this enchantress was feigning ignorance and refusing to reveal her trump card, Nangong Ye could only say seriously:

"This matter is quite important, so think of a way. If you want to open a branch in the interior, I'll help you get some preferential treatment."

Because sects have the responsibility to protect their territory, the imperial court usually provides them with various forms of support, such as tax reductions, stable supply of medicinal materials, authorization of elixirs, and access to cultivation techniques and divine scriptures. Sometimes, when the imperial court has surplus rare and precious materials or encounters promising talents, it will distribute them to sects in various regions according to their merits. All these matters are decided by the Imperial Observatory.

Upon hearing what the Daoist nun said, Bu Yuehua also began to think seriously:
“I really don’t know how to break this curse, but my father is skilled in the art of spirits and souls and has a deep understanding of this field. Perhaps he has a way.”

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ye assumed that Bu Yuehua only knew how to use the technique but not how to solve it, and immediately asked:
"Can your father help now?"

Seeing this, Bu Yuehua didn't say anything more. She got up and walked out of the back house with Nangong Ye, arriving at a guest courtyard in the east house...

(End of this chapter)