Xiao Yan: Marry Me!

When the disciple clearly stated, "The sect leader only saw Xiao Yan," the air in the side hall seemed to freeze.

"Why?" Nalan Yanran asked first, her voice filled with obvious confusion. "Elder Ge Ye —did he really say that?"

Nalan Yanran looked at the disciple with a sharp gaze.

The disciple bowed his head respectfully and said, "Reporting to the young sect master, Elder Ge Ye only instructed that Young Master Xiao Yan be taken there alone, without explaining the reason."

At that moment, Gu He's gaze was fixed on Xiao Yan's flustered face. His mind replayed uncontrollably the words Xiao Yan had just let slip. "I've come to propose marriage!"

A strong sense of unease instantly Entanglement his heart!

"Xiao Yan!" Gu He's voice suddenly rose, carrying an almost uncontrollable sharpness. "You just said—you came to propose marriage?! Who are you going to propose to?!"

His gaze was fixed on Xiao Yan, not missing a single subtle change in the other's face.

Upon hearing this, Nalan Yanran, who was still puzzled by her teacher's private meeting with Xiao Yan, felt as if she had been struck by an invisible electric current!

She froze abruptly, like a rusty machine, her movements extremely stiff and halting as she turned her head. Her eyes, looking at Xiao Yan, were filled with bewildered incomprehension.

Brother Gu He —why the sudden change in expression? Xiao Yan's face turned pale! Even with two Heavenly Flames, he was still sweating profusely.

"Um, Brother Gu He— " Xiao Yan swallowed hard, trying to struggle, his voice dry, "I—I have a scroll of pill formulas here, and I was just about to ask you for advice. Perhaps you could take a look at it for me first, I—"

"That's not important!" Gu He rudely interrupted Xiao Yan. He stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Yan's shoulder with his right hand like an iron clamp, the force so great that Xiao Yan felt as if his bones were about to break.

Gu He's eyes were slightly red with excitement and fear, and his voice trembled with suppressed emotion. "Tell me! Yun Yun —why did she want to see you alone?! You wouldn't be—asking her—"

He practically forced out the last few words through clenched teeth, his face extremely pale.

Xiao Yan was gripped painfully, cold sweat pouring down his face. He anxiously looked at Xiao Yi Xian and Hai Bodong, desperately trying to signal with his eyes. "Brother Gu He! Miss Nalan! Um— Misty Cloud Sect has beautiful scenery, so—so could you two please introduce it to Xiao Yi Xian and Senior Hai Bodong? They're new here—"

"What are you looking at?" Hai Bodong, with a watermelon rind in his mouth, mumbled indistinctly, his small blue-green eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint in them. "No need for introductions? This great one also has something to discuss with the Misty Cloud Sect Master!"

Xiao Yan's vision went black, and he couldn't think of any excuse for a moment.

Just as Gu He and Nalan Yanran were about to corner Xiao Yan.

The Xiao Yi Xian, who had been observing the situation, subtly gave Hai Bodong a look.

Hai Bodong grinned, instantly understanding.

Xiao Yi Xian took out a handkerchief to wipe the watermelon juice from the corner of her mouth, then came to Nalan Yanran's side and gently placed her jade hand on Nalan Yanran's wrist holding the sword.

"Miss Nalan, don't be in such a hurry." Xiao Yi Xian's voice was light and cheerful, with a hint of enthusiasm.

Nalan Yanran instinctively tried to break free, but was horrified to discover that the seemingly delicate hand of this woman contained a power as heavy as a mountain! No matter how much she activated her Dou Qi, she could not budge it in the slightest!

"Sister Yun Yun is still waiting for Xiao Yan in the main hall," Xiao Yi Xian said with a bright smile, "Why don't we go take a look together? It'll be more lively with more people."

At the same time, Hai Bodong's figure blurred, watermelon juice still on his face. He instantly flew to Gu He's side, his small arms reaching out with incredible agility to wrap around Gu He's neck!

"Hiss!" Caught off guard, Gu He staggered from the sudden "chokehold," and his hand gripping Xiao Yan's shoulder involuntarily loosened.

Hai Bodong leaned against Gu He, sighed in a wise and experienced manner, and patted Gu He on the back. "Ah, little Gu, take it easy. Whatever you have to face, you have to face!"

The scene was rather comical; Hai Bodong clung to Gu He like a koala, making it seem as if Gu He was carrying him on his back.

The disciple stared in disbelief, stammering, "That—Elder Ge Ye said he needed to—"

"Let's go together!" Gu He broke free from Hai Bodong's grasp, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed his turbulent emotions. He had to see the result with his own eyes!

He gave Xiao Yan a deep look, his gaze complex and unreadable. "I also have something to discuss with the Sect Master!"

Although he had a vague idea of the answer, many questions remained unanswered: When did Xiao Yan meet Yun Yun? What happened between them? Was this marriage proposal merely Xiao Yan's wishful thinking, or...?

Now that Elder Gu He had spoken, the disciple naturally dared not obstruct him any further, and led the group of people with varying expressions toward the main hall of the Misty Cloud Sect.

The atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating the whole way. Xiao Yan followed silently behind, his mind in turmoil. From Gu He He's gaze just now, he understood that his elder brother Gu He probably liked Yun Yun.

"Master! Master!" Xiao Yan called out repeatedly in his heart. However, Yao Chen seemed to be asleep, and did not give him any response.

The heavy palace doors were slowly pushed open.

Sunlight streamed in through the tall palace doors, illuminating the interior. Xiao Yan raised his head, his gaze instantly piercing through the space and locking onto the beautiful figure seated in the main seat.

She had clearly dressed up meticulously, looking as beautiful as a painting. The rosy cheeks and the anticipation in her eyes made this painting even more vibrant.

The moment he saw her, all the panic, anxiety, and hesitation in Xiao Yan's heart melted away like ice and snow. An unprecedented courage and determination rose from the bottom of his heart, instantly filling his entire body! His eyes became exceptionally bright, like burning stars!

He stopped looking at Gu He, whose face was ashen, and Nalan Yanran, who was staring blankly at him, and stared intently at Yun Yun, who was in the main seat.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath, and then, amidst the expectant or stunned gazes of the crowd, he stepped forward and spoke loudly, his voice echoing throughout the silent hall. "Yun Yun! I've come to fulfill my promise!"

Boom!

A powerful aura at the Dou Wang level erupted without reservation! Azure Dou Qi surged around him like flames! His eyes blazed, filled with the burning passion and sincerity unique to youth, as he shouted, "Marry me!"

Sitting in the main seat, Yun Yun, though mentally prepared the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the hall, was still stunned by the sheer force of his declaration. Her cheeks flushed crimson, the blush spreading to her ears and snow-white neck, and her heart pounded like a drum.

Yun Yun's red lips parted slightly, trembling slightly, yet her voice was crystal clear. "Okay!"