C1 (2/2)
”Why did you kill me?”
Yan Yunfei pulled out the jade-green hairpin that had been embedded in his palm, placed it behind his back, and stared at the woman in front of him.
”You can actually block my attack?”
Ming Yao'er revealed an expression of surprise. She was a Spirit Integration cultivator, but her 'husband' was an abandoned son and an ordinary person. To be able to sense the movement of the jade hairpin and also receive it, that was simply too inconceivable.
”You … It doesn't seem to have answered my question. ”
With just a single step, Ming Yao'er immediately felt the pressure on her body surge. She had never expected that an ordinary person would actually give her such a huge pressure. One must know that there was an insurmountable gap between ordinary people and cultivators, and if it was in the past, it would be very difficult for an ordinary person to put pressure on a cultivator, so she wouldn't believe it even if she beat Yao'er to death. But now, she believed it.
”Because I am a cultivator and you are an ordinary person. Even if you are a prince, you are not worthy of me, but the royal decree cannot be said to be wrong, and the key point is, originally, with our Ming family's contribution to the Great Yan Dynasty, it was not impossible to reject this arranged marriage. However, my grandfather actually agreed to it, and since I can't oppose it, I can only kill you, then commit suicide, and not implicate the Ming family …” Ming Yao'er couldn't resist the pressure that Yan Yunfei was giving her, so she told her son what she was thinking.
”Ordinary people... ”Are they not worthy?”
Hearing this, Yan Yunfei's eyes widened as he mumbled to himself. He then turned his burning gaze towards Ming Yao'er. His gaze was so piercing that it could pierce through Ming Yao'er, ”What if I'm not an ordinary person?!”
”What?” What did you just say? ” Yan Yunfei's voice was very soft, as if Ming Yao'er didn't hear him clearly.
”I said … ”In this life, you will be a part of me, Yan Yunfei, and death will be my, Yan Yunfei's, ghost!” Yan Yunfei seemed to have recovered his calm expression as he coldly spoke to Ming Yao'er.
”What if I don't agree?” Ming Yao'er was provoked by Yan Yunfei's words, and coldly replied,
”Don't think that just because you're a cultivator, I won't be able to do anything to you? If I want to kill you, even a hundred of you will be unable to stop me! ” Yan Yunfei said.
For some unknown reason, although Yan Yunfei was just an ordinary person, Ming Yao'er could tell from his gaze that those 'harsh words' were true. Even if it sounded a little absurd, it was still true.
”You … You bullied me! ”Woo woo …” Suddenly, Ming Yao'er wailed.
”She... It really was the same as before! ”He's still as innocent as ever!”
Yan Yunfei's gaze suddenly became gentle. After giving Ming Yao'er a deep look, he said:
”If you are unwilling, I will definitely not force you. Tonight, I will move to the side room to sleep, but tomorrow, you must follow us to see our father. This is the rule of our Yan family, otherwise, your Ming family will be implicated.”
”En!”
Ming Yao'er whispered. She knew that they had to face their elders on the second day of marriage. This rule was a taboo!
In the depths of the courtyard, the palm that was hidden behind him, the hand that had been pierced by Ming Yao'er earlier, had already healed without being known when. According to what he had heard, only the wounds of those that had reached the Core Formation stage would heal by itself, Yan Yunfei immediately shifted his gaze from his palm to the night sky above the bright moon, muttering:
”The Lord of the Heavens rewards the will of a beautiful woman.
Dressed in red embroidered with phoenixes.
In the morning and evening, when she recalled the make-up of her old days,
”Two lines of tears were added to the Iris' tears.”