Chapter 871: Chapter 680: Why Did She Come to Mind?
The Young Master Ghost Snake had just returned to the Royal Palace when a servant reported that Miss Luo Ying had arrived.
He was slightly taken aback, and before he could speak, he heard a gentle and sweet voice coming from upstairs,
"Brother Yansi, you’re finally back, I’ve been waiting for you for so long!"
Luo Ying saw Xue Yansi approaching from the window and, disregarding anything else, happily ran downstairs to greet him.
"Miss Luo Ying, slow down, be careful of the stairs, don’t fall,"
the servants respectfully yet somewhat anxiously reminded her.
Soon, a slender figure came running briskly out of the courtyard.
She was a very young and beautiful female. Her pitch-black long hair cascaded down like clouds, and her delicate facial features on a small oval face were enchanting. Her almond-shaped eyes were moist and bright, her eyelashes curled like butterfly wings, her nose was elegantly straight, her lips were a rosy red, and her skin was as white as jade.
Her figure was graceful and alluring, neither too strikingly gorgeous nor too plain, but charmingly pure with a hint of allure, possessing a unique and captivating beauty.
Especially those moist black eyes that seemed to speak, utterly beautiful when she smiled.
Xue Yansi looked at Luo Ying running towards him, and for a moment his expression was dazed, somehow recalling that foreign female who had been spying and following him in the wilderness.
Those eyes were especially similar.
Clearly, the person in front of him was not her, but inexplicably, the gaze of that female surfaced in his mind—the way she looked at him.
—Slightly reddened eyes, moist with love, and deep sadness.
Xue Yansi’s fingertips trembled imperceptibly, a faint pain arose in his heart, and even his breath became slightly heavy.
A very faint Black Fog floated around him.
He quickly recovered his composure, but his brows furrowed deeply, a wave of displeasure and regret swept through his heart.
How could he associate Luo Ying with that mysterious foreign female?
Luo Ying was his salvation, an existence most special to him, not one any other female could compare to.
Back when he was wandering outside and nearly died, it was Luo Ying passing by who saved him.
If not for her, he wouldn’t have survived to this day, let alone attained his current status.
They had accompanied each other through so many years, and during one accident, Luo Ying had even risked her life to save him.
Later, he struggled with all his might to save her back, both having experienced life and death hardships to reach today.
This bond transcended life and death, and she was also his only attachment in this world.
Thinking of this, the cold expression on his face softened unconsciously, and when he looked at the female before him, the narrow purple eyes melted from frost to a gentle ripple, "When did you arrive? Why didn’t you tell me first?"
Luo Ying affectionately held onto his arm, looked up at him with worry in her eyes, "Brother Yansi, I came to find you yesterday, but you weren’t here, you disappeared for an entire day! Where have you been lately?"
She pouted lightly, her tone seeming both complaining and coquettish, "You’ve been in seclusion lately, we haven’t seen each other for days, all day without seeing you, I miss you so much."
Xue Yansi always disliked others getting too close, especially females, but he did not push her away, his gaze remaining tender like water, explaining softly, "There were some issues with my cultivation, so I went to the Holy Pool outside the city, sorry to keep you waiting."
"Ah, you’re hurt?" Luo Ying raised her hand to gently press over his heart, looking at him nervously, "I heard from Uncle Xue that your cultivation hasn’t been going smoothly lately, I was worried, so I thought of coming over to see you."
Xue Yansi, "Don’t worry, it’s just a minor issue, it’s nothing serious."
"My father knows a famous Pharmacist, this is a Clear Heart Concentration Potion I specially asked for, try it," Luo Ying said gently, taking out a potion and handing it to him.
Xue Yansi took it, uttering a soft thanks.
This Young Master of the Ghost Snake Clan, always cold, aloof, and reticent, was particularly patient and gentle with the female in front of him, speaking more words than usual.
His gentle demeanor was such that the servants nearby even suspected he was like a different person.
They talked a little more, chatted about recent events, and then had dinner together.
As night deepened, Luo Ying did not return, staying overnight in the hall.
Yet to be married, a female staying overnight at a male’s residence, it was a testament to the depth of their feelings, and the marriage was all but set in stone.
As the room’s lights went out, the servants standing outside quietly gossiped among themselves.
"Everyone knows the Young Master Yansi’s nature is so cold, anyone else wouldn’t dare to approach the palace, let alone enter freely, only Miss Luo Ying can come and go as she pleases."
It turned out that all the attendants inside the Young Master’s hall had been killed by his own hands, the current batch of servants had just been recently assigned.
The Young Master had only been back for less than a month, and the palace staffing had already changed thrice, making him a terrifying presence for the servants.
The servants were always on edge, fearful they might lose their heads one day.
It was said that when the Young Master just returned, a female sought after his looks, trying to climb into his bed, but the Young Master showed no mercy, the female lost her life on the spot.
Among the attendants, a few female Beastmen sighed softly, full of envy, "Only in front of Miss Luo Ying is the Young Master so gentle, like an ordinary male."
"Naturally, the two share a life-and-death bond. Initially, the Family Head’s most favored candidate for marriage wasn’t Miss Luo Ying, but the Young Master was determined to marry none but her."
"It’s said they knew each other long ago and had privately promised each other forever."
"I also heard that on his way back, the Young Master was ambushed, Miss Luo Ying nearly lost her life saving him, and the Young Master spared no effort to save her in return."
"They finally came together, in Young Master Xue Yansi’s heart, Miss Luo Ying must be the most important person in the world to him, cherished like a treasure, keeping her close would be an understatement."
Someone whispered, "But the Young Master just returned, is it a bit hasty to prepare for the wedding so soon?"
"What’s the hurry, their feelings run so deep, they’re bound to marry sooner or later, sooner is better than later."
The person lowered their voice, speaking quietly to those around them, "Moreover, I heard the Family Head is concerned that because the Young Master has been away for many years, his ties to the family might be shallow. If they don’t tie his heart with marriage, they fear he might leave again someday."
"Oh, indeed." Several people nodded in realization.
"For now, it’s only an engagement. The Family Head wishes they could marry immediately and quickly have offspring! With the Young Master’s talents so exceptional, their descendants would surely be extraordinary, ensuring the Xue Family’s legacy!"
Nearby, an older female nodded in agreement, "Yes, young males are unsettled, having a female and children will naturally calm them."
"Moreover, the Young Master’s physique for cultivation is unique, the Family Head hopes they will marry soon to prevent future complications..."
The "Bone of Devouring" that the Ghost Snake Clan cultivates is known among the palace elders, it makes cultivators increasingly indifferent, even severing emotions and love.
This Young Master has such amazing talents; if he truly reaches the level of severing emotions and love, how can the lineage continue afterward?!
It’s better to marry while the feelings are still deep, leaving an heir early on, resolving an important issue.
Seeing how deep their feelings are, not even engaged yet already living together, it seems the arrival of a Young Master won’t be too far off!
The servants only gossiped quietly among themselves and dared not say too much. As the night deepened, they dispersed one by one.
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