"You've come."
Fang Han stopped in front of Yun Qianyue.
"I went to my sister's place and just stopped by to drop by!"
Yun Qianyue nodded slightly, her clear, cool eyes reflecting the warm light of the lanterns in front of the courtyard gate.
Fang Han stepped aside to lead the way, and the two walked side by side through the courtyard and into the Warm Pavilion.
Inside the Warm Pavilion, the charcoal fire burned brightly, and the cozy warmth dispelled the winter chill.
After serving two cups of fragrant tea, Qui Lan quietly withdrew and gently closed the door.
Yun Qianyue took off her fox fur coat and draped it over the clothes rack beside her. She sat down on the pear wood chair and took a small sip of tea.
Fang Han sat down beside her, and the charcoal fire in the stove made a soft crackling sound, and the Warm Pavilion fell silent for a moment.
"You've come at the perfect time."
Fang Han spoke, his gaze falling on Yun Qianyue's face veiled in purple gauze.
I was planning to visit you in the next few days.
Yun Qianyue raised her eyes, her gaze, visible through the purple veil, held a hint of inquiry:
"What do you need me for?"
"My annual leave is too short, so I plan to leave a few days earlier."
Fang Han said, his tone carrying a hint of negotiation.
"This way, I won't have to rush on the road and can stay at my home for a while longer."
Yun Qianyue's fingers, holding the teacup, paused slightly.
She understood that Fang Han was thinking of her. She was going to the Fang Mansion at the end of the year. If she left the sect during the normal annual leave period, even if she only stayed at the Fang Mansion for one day, she might not be able to return home before the New Year.
"Good."
She nodded slightly, her voice still cool, yet tinged with a subtle gentleness.
"This will definitely give us more time."
Fang Han a sigh of relief, but then heard Yun Qianyue speak again.
"However, I would like to invite Miss Lan to come along."
Fang Han was slightly taken aback, his gaze falling on her face as he carefully examined her expression.
Yun Qianyue showed no displeasure; her clear, cold eyes held only calm and composure.
Fang Han had indeed considered this matter.
Lan Yuexin has new feelings for him, and he is also planning to accept them. This time, he is taking Yun Qianyue home to meet his parents. If he doesn't invite her, he would be letting down her feelings.
He suppressed the thought for fear of upsetting Yun Qianyue.
Now that Yun Qianyue had taken the initiative to bring it up, his concerns dissipated.
"Good."
He nodded and said nothing more.
Yun Qianyue lowered her eyes, picked up her teacup and took another sip, the teacup obscuring the slightly curved corners of her lips.
It wasn't that she wasn't jealous; it's just that she knew very well that Fang Han's excellence wasn't something she could possess alone.
Moreover, Lan Yuexin, who is skilled in business, can indeed help Fang Han.
A few days later, a carriage headed north along the official road.
The cart was pulled by a Green-Hoof Deer with short, bluish down on its hooves. Its steps were light and swift, and the cart moved smoothly on the official road as if it were a boat on still water.
The carriage was warm and cozy, with thick plush blankets laid out. Yun Qianyue and Lan Yuexin sat facing each other.
Today, Lan Yuexin was wearing a light yellow brocade jacket with a collar trimmed with snow-white rabbit fur, which made her already beautiful face even more delicate and gentle.
She noticed a withered leaf that had drifted in at some unknown time clinging to Yun Qianyue's purple gauze, and naturally reached out to gently pick it off for her.
"Sister Yun, this purple gauze dress really suits your elegant demeanor."
Lan Yuexin smiled, her bright eyes sweeping over Yun Qianyue's face.
Yun Qianyue took the withered leaf and placed it aside, her voice clear and cool, yet with a rare touch of gentleness:
"Sister Yuexin, you flatter me. This pale yellow outfit suits you very well."
The two spoke in hushed tones, the atmosphere harmonious, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.
Fang Han sat on the other side of the carriage, watching the two stunning women whispering to each other, and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction welling up in his heart.
Although he was devoted to martial arts, he was not averse to women.
Yun Qianyue is as cold and aloof as a plum blossom on a snowy peak, while Lan Yuexin is as gentle and tender as spring water. Both of these outstanding women will become his women, and he will enjoy the blessing of having two wives. This feeling is hard to describe.
The Green-Hoof Deer carriage was much faster than ordinary carriages, and it arrived at the Fang Clan Liangshui City in just over a day.
The Green-Hoof Deer carriage stopped in front of the mansion gate. Fang Han jumped down first, followed by Yun Qianyue and Lan Yuexin on his left and right, and walked with him towards the mansion gate.
"Young Master Fang is back!"
"Young Master Fang!"
The Fang Lineage members they encountered along the way greeted Fang Han while curiously observing Yun Qianyue and Lan Yuexin, guessing their identities.
At the Rain-Listening Pavilion, Father Fang Zheng and Mother Lin Wan, having received word from the servants, waited expectantly at the door with their Younger Sister Fang Ying.
Fang Han had mentioned to them before that he would bring back the woman he liked at the end of the year.
"Father, Mother."
Fang Han called out, stepped aside half a step, and moved the two people behind him to the front.
"This is my junior sister Yun Qianyue from the Azure Profound Sect, and this is Miss Lan Yuexin from the Hundred Treasures Pavilion."
Faced with Fang Zheng and Lin Wan's gaze, Yun Qianyue's body tensed up a bit. Even she, who was usually aloof, couldn't help but feel nervous in this situation.
She bowed slightly and presented two Red Sandalwood Box with both hands:
"Uncle and Aunt, this is Pastry of Qian Yue's appreciation. I hope you will like it."
Lan Yuexin smiled and bowed, presenting two brocade boxes in a gentle voice:
" Yuexin apologize for my intrusion, Uncle and Aunt."
Fang Zheng and Lin Wan accepted the gifts and handed them to the maid standing beside them, their faces beaming with smiles.
Lin Wan's gaze darted back and forth between the two girls, growing more and more delighted with each look.
Fang Ying peeked out from behind her mother. Now almost nine years old, she had grown quite a bit taller. She wore a little green jacket and had two buns tied in her hair.
A pair of bright black eyes darted between Yun Qianyue and Lan Yuexin, then a clear, crisp voice called out:
"Hello, Sister Yun! Hello, Sister Lan!"
Her voice was clear and melodious, sweet yet confident, and her tone was poised and graceful, already showing signs of a young girl.
The little girl who used to ask for candy has grown into a young woman.
A hint of tenderness appeared in Yun Qianyue's cool eyes, Lan Yuexin's face revealed a gentle smile as they both took out the gifts they had prepared beforehand.
" Xiao Ying, this is a gift I prepared for you. See if you like it."
Fang Ying accepted it with both hands, thanked him sweetly, then looked up at Fang Han and blinked:
"Brother, both sisters are doing well!"
Fang Han smiled and ruffled her hair.
Fang Zheng and Lin Wan led everyone into the Warm Pavilion. After exchanging pleasantries, Fang Zheng and Lin Wan pulled Fang Han aside.
"Han'er."
Lin Wan lowered her voice and glanced at the two girls who were teasing Fang Ying.
Which one is the future daughter-in-law?
Fang Han smiled, his voice calm and composed:
"Mother, both of them."
Fang Zheng and Lin Wan were both stunned.
Immediately, Lin Wan's gentle eyes lit up, and she could no longer suppress the smile on her lips.
A fleeting look of surprise crossed Fang Zheng Fang Zheng's square face, followed by a nod and a stroke of his beard, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
Those who lack ability can only marry one wife, while those who are capable can marry several.
It is the son's ability and the Fang Clan's good fortune that their son has won the hearts of two such outstanding girls.
Lin Wan was already planning to have grandchildren in her mind. Looking at the two slender figures, one in purple and one in yellow, not far away, she felt more and more happy.
In the following days, Fang Han unusually put his cultivation aside.
After having breakfast in the early morning, he took Yun Qianyue and Lan Yuexin for a stroll in the Fang Mansion.
After several expansions, the Fang Mansion is now much larger than it used to be, with pavilions and towers scattered in a well-organized manner, and rockeries, streams, and winding paths leading to secluded spots.
Yun Qianyue linked arms with Lan Yuexin, and the two walked side by side in the Corridor, sometimes talking in hushed tones, sometimes pausing to look around.
" Rain-Listening Pavilion was where we moved to later; this was where my family originally lived."
Fang Han pointed to a small courtyard in a secluded part of the Fang Mansion and said.
"Your family was so poor when you were a child."
Yun Qianyue and Lan Yuexin gazed at the small courtyard, their eyes scrutinizing it carefully.
They imagined the figure of young Fang Han wielding his sword here, and imagined Fang Han walking out of the courtyard and becoming the number one on the Prodigy Ranking. Their gazes softened unconsciously.
Compared to Fang Han, their living conditions from childhood to adulthood have undoubtedly been much more affluent.
In the afternoon, Fang Han took the two of them out of the mansion and strolled around Liangshui City.
Liangshui City is just a remote small town, far less prosperous than Azure Profound City, and even less comparable to the Prefecture City.
However, Yun Qianyue and Lan Yuexin observed quite carefully.
The mottled bricks at the city gate, the old teahouses on the street, the steaming Steamed Bun in the alleys—they examined every ordinary scene with a touch of curiosity.
"It's hard to imagine."
Lan Yuexin stood on the busiest street in the city, East Street, gazing at the shops on both sides, and sighed softly.
"Such a small city has produced someone as remarkable as you, young master."
Yun Qianyue nodded slightly.
She was born into the Yun Clan, Yun Clan, although only a mid-sized Lineage, was still more powerful than any other family in Liangshui City.
It's hard to believe that such a small Lineage in a remote town could produce the most talented disciple in the Azure Profound Sect's history of hundreds of years, unless you see it with your own eyes.
Fang Han smiled upon hearing this, but said nothing more.
On the third day, Fang Han took the two to several scenic hillsides and streamsides outside the city.
In winter, the vegetation is bare, but the mountain air is crisp and clear, offering a unique charm.
Today, Lan Yuexin was wearing a light blue brocade cloak, the white fox fur at the collar making her face appear even more radiant.
She bent down and picked up a smooth pebble from the stream, examining it in her palm with a faint smile in her bright eyes.
Yun Qianyue, dressed in a light purple dress, stood atop the hill, the light purple gauze fluttering gently in the mountain breeze.
Fang Han walked to her side, and the two stood side by side, gazing at the distant, undulating mountain ranges.
"You're going to the Imperial Capital next March?"
Yun Qianyue suddenly spoke, her voice clear and cool yet tinged with concern.
Earlier in the carriage, Fang Han mentioned receiving an invitation to the Martial Arts Tournament.
"Um."
Fang Han nodded.
"The rewards from the Martial Arts Tournament make it worthwhile."
Yun Qianyue remained silent for a moment, then said nothing more.
She knew that Fang Han's path in martial arts would only go further and higher.
Liangshui City, Azure Profound Sect, and even Qingyang Prefecture were merely stopovers along the way.
Fortunately, with this relationship, she is no longer just a passerby in Fang Han's life; she will become a witness to Fang Han life.
Fang Han turned his head to look at Yun Qianyue, and caught a glimpse of emotional fluctuation in her clear, cold eyes.
He reached out and gently grasped Yun Qianyue's hand, which was hanging by her side.
Yun Qianyue's fingers trembled slightly, but she did not pull away.
By the stream, Lan Yuexin happened to look up and see the scene at the top of the hill.
She did not go forward to disturb them.
After spending a few days together, Fang Han's relationship with the two of them had unknowingly grown even closer.