Mu Lu was already dead. Could this be considered an explanation given by the Jia Ma Imperial Family to the Nalan Family?
"Mu Lu had the intent to insult me, so it's entirely reasonable for Chaoge to accidentally kill him. Furthermore, they had a Life-and-Death Pact, and Sister Ya Fei is willing to testify. We have already provided compensation to the Mu Family, so this matter is settled."
"We ask Grandfather not to make things difficult for... for... my..." Yaoye glanced at Nalan Chaoge, yet those final two words, "husband," remained too embarrassing to voice aloud.
"That's right, Grandfather Nalan, let that little bastard Chaoge off!" Amidst the speaking, Ya Fei did not know when she had walked over.
"Miss Ya Fei has come as well. Very well, since both of you are pleading for that stinky brat, I'll spare his life!" Waving his hand toward the people beside him, Nalan Jie acted as though he were extremely reluctant.
The crowd hurriedly rushed forward to untie Nalan Chaoge and let him down from the tree.
"Rebellious scoundrel, why aren't you hurrying over to thank Princess Yaoye and Miss Ya Fei!" Throwing the whip in his hand to the ground, Nalan Jie pointed a finger at the newly lowered Nalan Chaoge and spoke.
Nalan Chaoge walked over unenthusiastically.
"Thank you, Sister Ya Fei! Thank you, Princess Yaoye!" Cupping his fists, Nalan Chaoge bowed toward the two of them.
"Are you still calling me... Princess?" Yaoye's complexion flushed slightly. It seemed she had a purpose in coming today; the talent Nalan Chaoge displayed was enough to shock that old fellow Jia Xing Tian of the Jia Ma Imperial Family.
"Then... then many thanks, Ol-"
"Little Brother Xiao Ge, how do you plan to thank me? You little bastard actually dragged me down with you!" Interrupting Nalan Chaoge's words abruptly, Ya Fei blinked at Nalan Chaoge with a somewhat ambiguous expression. Her entire body seemed boneless, stirring up a wave of restlessness within Nalan Chaoge.
Yanyee glanced at Ya Fei in surprise, seeming to understand the purpose of Ya Fei's trip as well.
"Grandfather Nalan, my grandfather said that he is getting older, and our Jia Ma Imperial Family has no male heirs. My grandfather has the intention of passing the imperial throne to me, but he said he has one condition: before I inherit the throne, I must first establish a family..."
"Little Brother Xiao Ge, because I helped you conceal things, I was actually kicked out of the Holy City by my family. To extinguish the fury of the Mu Family, my family banished me to a remote small city. How do you plan to thank me? Otherwise, your sister here will have died unjustly!"
Nalan Jie suddenly felt a headache coming on.
What on earth was the Mittel Family playing at, actually wanting to compete with the imperial family?
Fortunately, Nalan Chaoge was not entirely foolish.
"Oh dear, my head hurts so much!"
"Plop!"
In an instant, Nalan Chaoge went limp on the ground-no, rather, he went limp right into Guo'er's embrace.
"This is bad, the young master has fainted!"
Helplessly, the two maidens exchanged glances, then watched as the Nalan Family hurriedly carried Nalan Chaoge into a room to rest.
"Princess Yaoye, Miss Ya Fei, please come inside. Forgive Grandfather if our hospitality has been lacking!" Apologizing profusely, Nalan Jie wore a face full of regret.
"We are the ones causing trouble for Grandfather!" Ya Fei smiled toward Nalan Jie.
"Grandfather Nalan, my grandfather said he hopes to meet with you to discuss the marriage between myself and Chaoge!" Although Yaoye's temperament was aloof, every single word struck right at the crucial point, being concise and to the point. Even this kind of arranged marriage could be spoken of quite openly.
"Good, good!" Nalan Jie nodded repeatedly.
"Then we shall not disturb Grandfather any further!" Nodding toward Nalan Jie, Yaoye turned and left without the slightest shred of superfluous talk.
Ya Fei, on the other hand, turned back to converse with Nalan Jie for a while longer before finally bidding him farewell.
As Ya Fei stepped out of the Marshal's Mansion of the Lionheart, Yaoye had already led over that Fifth Rank Heavenly Winged Horse, yet she had not left and was instead waiting outside the gates.
"Sister has come alone, why not let me send you off a distance?" Supporting the tall, prized steed with one hand, Yaoye turned her body to look at Ya Fei, who was just coming out.
As clever as Ya Fei was, how could she not understand Yaoye's meaning?
"Then I must trouble Sister Yaoye!" Ya Fei nodded toward Yaoye.
Reaching out her slender, delicate hand, Yaoye gently patted the Heavenly Winged Horse.
Instantly, the Heavenly Winged Horse bent its knees and knelt upon the ground.
Not until the two maidens mounted the horse's back did the Heavenly Winged Horse slowly rise to its feet.
Ya Fei possessed no cultivation talent, nor had she ever experienced the baptism of military service. Seated behind her, Yaoye embraced Ya Fei.
Their bodies pressed closely together.
At this moment, neither of them spoke a word, letting the horse wander aimlessly forward.
A squad of the Black Armored Army followed closely behind, yet aside from the sound of orderly footsteps, there was not the slightest noise.
"Is sister's heavenly beauty truly going to hang itself from this single tree of the Nalan Family?"
Sighing softly, Yaoye still spoke straight to the point.
"Family mission; it is hard for me to defy it either. You and I are both people of the same wretched fate, merely chips used to maintain the prosperity of our families!" Reaching out, Ya Fei clasped Yaoye's hand.
The Three Beauties of the Holy City.
Ya Fei excelled in the way of commerce.
Yaoye excelled in the way of battlefield slaughter.
Nalan Yanran possessed heaven-defying cultivation talent.
In the first chapter of Dou Po, when Yanran annulled the engagement, she was a Three-star Dou Zhe, while Xun'er was at the Ninth Stage Dou Qi. Three years later, Nalan Yanran's cultivation speed still steadily suppressed Xiao Yan. Even with Xiao Yan's Peak Nine-turn Dou Zun and the full support of Venerable Yao, Xiao Yan had not surpassed Nalan Yanran in rank. Nalan Yanran's defeat lay in losing to Heaven-tier Cultivation Methods, Earth-tier Dou Techniques, and Heavenly Flames!
Compared to Venerable Yao, a mere tiny Misty Cloud Sect wasn't even fit to carry his shoes. Even so, Nalan Yanran had still kept pace with Xiao Yan.
At the Three-Year Pact, Nalan Yanran was a Two-star Great Dou Shi, whereas Xiao Yan had only just advanced to a Great Dou Shi by consuming the Three-Pattern Clear Spirit Pill.
Three years, crossing from Dou Zhe through Dou Shi, advancing to a Great Dou Shi!
Such talent was as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns across the entire Dou Qi Continent.
"Does sister truly intend to marry that scoundrel?" Yaoye bit her lower lip.
"Our objectives are different. Your objective is to marry him, while my objective is to win his friendship. Therefore, Sister Yaoye need not worry!" Ya Fei said with a smile.
For a time, the two proud daughters of heaven fell into silence once more.
The formerly peaceful Jiamar Holy City had had the long-maintained balance shattered because of this fellow's actions.
The Mu Family had obtained the Silver Armored Army and controlled the Ghost Suppressing Pass.
Then there was the powerfully rising Nalan Chaoge of the Nalan Family-a monster who had cultivated ten duan of Dou Qi within a single month. Furthermore, the Nalan Family still possessed a Nalan Yanran.
This left both the Jia Ma Imperial Family and the Mittel Family feeling somewhat terrified.
"I heard that sister will be leaving the Holy City for some time!"
After a moment, Yaoye broke the silence once more.
"Mmh, accepting punishment from the family, I've been demoted to the countryside. They call it tempering, but isn't it actually a punishment? That blockhead actually managed to drag that little brat into the water!" Recalling the scene of Nalan Chaoge and Mu Lu's battle, a hint of a smile involuntarily floated onto the corner of Ya Fei's mouth.
"What is sister smiling at?" Yaoye asked softly.
"How does little sister know I am smiling?" Turning her head, Ya Fei glanced strangely at Yaoye.
"Although I don't understand cultivation, I am still quite clear on the distribution of the human body's acupuncture points, muscles, and bones. When a person smiles, it engages 17 facial muscles, and when frowning, it engages 43 facial muscles. Even though I have my back to sister, I can still tell sister's facial expressions."
Yaoye's words gave Ya Fei a great shock.
Just how terrifying was this woman? Her military genius alone was enough to make everyone look at her with new respect, yet who would have thought she could actually see through another's actions based merely on muscle twitches?
Could she truly not cultivate?
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