"Alright, Master isn’t angry. You two are just kids, and it’s my fault for not properly teaching you." An Yiqing stepped forward and personally removed the large bowls from their heads and took the iron weights off their arms, "Go sit and rest for a while. This matter was my failure as a master for not instructing you properly. How about this? From now on, wherever I go, I’ll take both of you with . How does that sound?"
The scolded Yin Xilin and Tiezhu’s faces, previously dispirited, instantly turned to excitent. They looked at An Yiqing with surprise, as if they wanted to confirm the truth of her words.
"Master, are you saying this for real? You’ll really take us with you in the future?!" Yin Xilin, with a flushed little face, asked excitedly.
"Of course, when has the Master ever lied?" An Yiqing nodded, feeling even more compassion for her two disciples. She turned to Ye Chenghong, who had been silent all along, and asked with a smile, "Master, I intend to bring them with . You don’t have any objections, do you?" She didn’t explain the reasons for keeping the two disciples by her side; Ye Chenghong was her Master, the person who understood her and cared for her the most. Even if the whole world misunderstood her, An Yiqing believed that Master Ye Chenghong definitely understood her the best.
Sure enough, Ye Chenghong nonchalantly waved his hand, comfortably leaning back on the chair.
"Quickly take them away, rid our dicine Sect of a major nuisance." He joked, winking at Yin Xilin and Tiezhu, "These two little fellows, one emptied my dical books, the other turned the dicine Sect’s Scripture Pavilion upside down. I’ve long wanted to get them out of here. Now that you’re back, it’s perfect timing to take them out to see the world. Their theoretical knowledge is decent; they’re just lacking practice."
"Yes, yes! Xiao Qing, quickly take them away, on behalf of all the brothers in the dicine Sect, thank you!" Nie Shan’s cheeky and flamboyant voice rang from outside the door. He then walked in wearing a white suit, charm oozing from every pore, smiling at An Yiqing, "Girl Qing, haven’t seen you for a month, you’ve beco even prettier!"
"Master, can’t you manage Junior Uncle properly?" An Yiqing rolled her eyes, glanced sideways at Nie Shan, and said to Ye Chenghong, "Junior Uncle is forty years old already, if we were in ancient tis, he could have grandchildren by now. Master, I say you really should arrange so matchmaking for Junior Uncle, marriage is no small matter..."
The mont An Yiqing finished speaking, Nie Shan’s expression changed, and he hurriedly waved his hands at her.
"No, no, no! What matchmaking? Nowadays, marriage is free, love is free. Girl Qing, you can’t go advocating that feudal superstition stuff!" The thing Nie Shan feared most was talking about love and marriage. Having drifted all his life, he greatly enjoyed the carefree lifestyle. Marriage and won were like poison to him.
"How can that be? Junior Uncle, if you get married, on behalf of all the brothers in the dicine Sect, I’d congratulate you!" An Yiqing smiled mischievously at Nie Shan, returning the words he used for Yin Xilin and Tiezhu right back at him. Yes, she was known for being protective. She could say anything to her own disciples, but others weren’t allowed to say a single word.
"Oh dear little ancestor, why are you holding grudges like that?" Nie Shan could certainly hear that An Yiqing was retaliating, and imdiately put on a forlorn face to apologize. Years of experience taught him that in the dicine Sect, you could offend anyone but An Yiqing.
The group bantered and joked around for a while, then, seeing that An Yiqing and Ye Chenghong had things to discuss, they tactfully dispersed.
"Did this trip to Country Fei bring a lot of gains?" Ye Chenghong asked with a smile as he led An Yiqing towards his courtyard.
"Not only were there major gains, but great surprises as well." An Yiqing sneered, "Master, I t the man who kidnapped my grandfather and the others."
"Oh? The man who fell off the cliff with you? He’s really not dead?!" Ye Chenghong was shocked; he vividly rembered the life-and-death crisis An Yiqing faced, and she loathed that mysterious man. Although Ye Chenghong was compassionate as a healer, he felt no sympathy for the man who nearly took his precious disciple’s life.
"He’s not dead, but just like before, he’s lost his mory. There’s a big blood clot in his brain, whether he can regain his mories depends on his own luck." An Yiqing briefly explained their encounter, "This man’s sect should be Li Wanniang’s forr sect, but I can’t figure out why my ancestor would make such a marriage agreent with the Han Clan back then. Although said to be set by the deceased, and thus invalid, it’s discomforting to have it in mind. If the old geezers from Han Clan bring it up, it would be quite vexing. Master, you know Ah Lin’s temper, if pushed too hard, I worry he may face danger." An Yiqing wasn’t bothered by the marriage agreent, but thinking from another angle, if Gu Yelin sohow inexplicably had such agreent with another woman, she would feel uneasy, even if she claid not to mind.
"I understand everything you said; indeed, this matter is quite tricky." Ye Chenghong nodded, sighed, and furrowed his brows deeply, "Han Clan? I’ve never heard of such a sect."
"Master, isn’t there anything recorded in the dicine Sect’s Scripture Pavilion? Or in the antiquarian texts?"
Ye Chenghong contemplated for a mont, then shook his head, "No! I’ve read through the dicine Sect’s texts and confird there’s no sect nad Han Clan. But..."
"But what?" An Yiqing eagerly asked.
"I rember the dicine Sect antiquarian ntioning a sect na quite similar to Han Clan, called... Hanyu Sect!"
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