A Way to Solve the Nine Star Begonia's Flaw (Seeking Follow-ups and Encouragement)

After seeing Ning Fengzhi and the others off, the banquet continued.

No one felt that Fang Xuan had done anything inappropriate.

After all, Ning Fengzhi and his group didn't seem to have come to offer congratulations; they looked more like they were there to pick a fight.

Everyone understood the situation between the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Nine Star Begonia.

Since Fang Xuan was, at the very least, the son-in-law of the Ye Family, his actions were perfectly justifiable.

As for Dugu Bo and Yu Yuanzhen, they had gone off privately to discuss the matter of Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng.

Ye Qinru helped Fang Xuan entertain the guests, as she knew he wouldn't be able to handle such a scene on his own.

As for Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan, after chatting with Fang Xuan for a while, they went off to enjoy their own time together.

Finally, after a long and busy day, it all came to an end, and Fang Xuan dragged his exhausted body back to his wedding chamber.

Ye Lingling had already been waiting there for quite some time.

Inside the room, red candles flickered as the beautiful woman sat on the bed, waiting for her husband's return.

The moment Fang Xuan saw Ye Lingling, the exhaustion that had weighed him down vanished, replaced by the fervent beating of his heart.

Only then did he feel as if he had awakened from a long dream, realizing that he had seemingly started a family.

Looking at his stunning wife before him, his heart was filled with a complex mix of emotions.

They say that when a story ends, it always makes one recall how it all began.

His meeting with Ye Lingling had been brief and somewhat absurd, yet it was enough to be etched into his soul.

Recalling their very first encounter, he couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder.

"Perhaps this was fate ordained by the heavens."

He walked quickly toward Ye Lingling, stood before her, and reached out to lift the red silk veil covering her head.

Ye Lingling was breathtakingly beautiful in that moment; illuminated by the candlelight, she looked like a fairy descended to earth, a soft, gentle glow radiating from her entire being.

Her eyes met his, filled with a touch of tenderness.

"Husband."

Ye Lingling spoke softly, causing Fang Xuan's heart to tremble violently.

After calling out to him, Ye Lingling shyly lowered her head.

That night, beneath the red candles, the two were entwined.

That night, Ye Lingling became Fang Xuan's true wife, and Fang Xuan became the husband who would accompany Ye Lingling for the rest of her life.

It felt like a dream, yet it was exceptionally real.

The next morning, the sun rose as usual.

Fang Xuan slowly opened his eyes; the lingering warmth of the previous night remained, and his beautiful wife was still by his side.

Although it wasn't the first time, the feeling was simply different.

He kissed Ye Lingling's forehead gently and used his hand to brush aside her slightly messy silver hair.

Ye Lingling was beautiful in this moment, beautiful beyond compare.

Just then, Ye Lingling quietly stirred awake.

Her bright, watery eyes looked at Fang Xuan, revealing a faint smile.

"Good morning, husband~"

The way Ye Lingling said "husband" made Fang Xuan's blood boil.

No! I must do some morning exercise to relieve this.

Following that, the quilt was pulled over them, and night fell once more.

An hour later, the two finally emerged from the room.

However, Ye Lingling's face was noticeably flushed; she leaned against Fang Xuan's side, one hand hooked through his arm.

"You really are a little enchantress. Tell me, how do you make my heart race with just a single sentence?"

"Did you slip me some kind of potion?"

Fang Xuan played the villain and accused her first, a reverse interrogation that amused Ye Lingling.

"It was clearly you who drugged me, wasn't it? Otherwise, how could I love you so much?"

"Isn't that right, my dear husband?"

Her voice made his entire body tingle; he couldn't take it—if this continued, he would surely fall into depravity.

At that moment, he finally understood the meaning of the lines:

Cloud-like hair, flower-like face, golden hairpins swaying; In the warm hibiscus tent, they spent the spring night. The spring night was short, and the sun rose high; From then on, the monarch would no longer attend the morning court.

The ancients truly did not deceive me; no one could handle a situation like this.

It is no wonder the honey trap is always effective—it really is quite enjoyable.

"Call out later. We can't be too late, or Mother will start teasing us again."

Ye Qinru's penchant for off-color jokes was something Fang Xuan simply couldn't parry.

An experienced person is just that; there is truly no comparison when it comes to such expertise.

Come to think of it, Ye Lingling had so many moves yesterday—could she have been trained in advance?

It seemed the probability was higher than average.

And just as Fang Xuan expected, the moment they arrived in the hall, they were met with Ye Qinru's knowing, auntie-like grin.

"Oh, my, my. A young girl nourished by a man is just different; you've even learned to sleep in now."

"Tell me, how does it feel? This boy wasn't too excited and didn't hurt you, did he?"

Fang Xuan and Ye Lingling both lowered their heads simultaneously. Indeed, in front of their elder, they were as innocent as could be.

Ye Qinru did not continue to tease them for long.

After all, it was time to discuss serious matters.

"Son-in-law, what do you plan to do next? I heard you used to run a teahouse. As it happens, your mother here also deals in medicinal herbs and runs a clinic. If you'd like, you can take them over directly."

Ye Qinru was incredibly generous, tossing all the industries under her control to Fang Xuan just like that.

It was the classic move of a hands-off boss.

"Um, Mother, you should probably keep handling those for now. I have other things I need to do."

Fang Xuan hadn't quite adjusted to this way of interacting with Ye Qinru, so he sounded a bit constrained.

"Other things? Tell me about it. What else do you want to do? Perhaps I can help you."

Ye Qinru was unaware of the situation regarding Dugu Bo; after all, that was someone else's secret, and it certainly couldn't be spread around.

This led to Ye Qinru not knowing what Fang Xuan's next steps were, which was why she intended for him to take over her businesses.

After all, even Spirit Masters are human and need to eat, and future cultivation resources require money to sustain.

With Fang Xuan's talent, as long as the resources were in place, there was a high hope of him becoming a Titled Douluo.

This was also why Ye Qinru had insisted on Fang Xuan marrying someone other than Ye Lingling to continue the family line.

"I want to help you and Lingling resolve the defect of the Nine-Heart Begonia."

Clatter!

The teacup in Ye Qinru's hand fell to the floor, shattering with a crisp sound.

She was completely stunned, as what Fang Xuan had said was simply too inconceivable.

"What did you just say? Say it again."

Ye Qinru seemed unable to believe what she had heard and asked Fang Xuan to repeat himself.

"I said I want to help you resolve the martial soul defect of the Nine-Heart Begonia, and I have already found a few leads."

Since he had already married Ye Lingling, he could not sit idly by while she—now his own family—suffered.

He had to break this curse. To hell with the idea that only two could exist in the world at once.

He would make the Nine-Heart Begonia bloom across the world, and no one could stop him.

"You... I... let me collect my thoughts for a moment."

Ye Qinru's heart was in extreme turmoil.

The defect of the Nine-Heart Begonia had always been her inner demon.

She knew very well that from the moment she agreed to let Ye Lingling marry Fang Xuan, her own life had begun its countdown.

Seven years at the shortest, ten at the longest, and she would inevitably perish.

This was the fate of the Nine-Heart Begonia. Ye Lingling had never actually met her own grandfather, as she hadn't wanted her to witness that final moment.

If Ye Lingling had children in the future, she would choose to leave as well, as such things were too cruel for a child to see.

But now, someone was telling her that all of this could be solved—meaning she could continue to live.

To watch her daughter, and even her future grandchildren, grow up strong and healthy—that was more precious than any expensive gift.

Yet, she also knew how slim the possibility was, just like how the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda could never break through the bottleneck of the seventh ring.

If anyone else had said this, she would have scoffed at it.

But the person saying it was Fang Xuan, and the level of trust she held for him in her heart even surpassed her trust in herself.

Perhaps he really does have a way?