"Yan'er, don't be ridiculous...!"
Upon hearing Nalan Yanran ask Yun Yun to be her master's wife, Nalan Jie's expression changed drastically in fright. He hurried over and sternly rebuked her.
One had to know that Yun Yun before her was the Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect!
A genuine Dou Emperor.
Nalan Yanran usually knew her limits. Why did this granddaughter of his dare to make such a fuss today?
The Misty Cloud Sect lay only a dozen or so miles outside the Jia Ma Empire, like a crouching tiger constantly eyeing the Jia Ma Imperial Capital.
And he himself bore the title of the Empire's Lion.
If Yun Yun took out her anger on the Nalan Family because of Nalan Yanran's words, not even Jesus could save them.
At that moment, Nalan Jie gave a stern reprimand, then hurriedly turned to Yun Yun and apologized.
"Sect Master Yun, this old man has failed to discipline her properly. I hope you won't take it to heart!"
At those words, Yun Yun's cheeks reddened as though lightly dusted with rouge.
Nalan Yanran might have spoken innocently, yet her words carried hidden intent—and the listener took them even more seriously.
How could she possibly not take them to heart?
Cang Lan's figure had already, intentionally or not, entered her mind.
She had only recently read the diary and learned that Cang Lan wanted her to become Bibi Dong's master's wife.
And now Nalan Yanran had brought it up again.
Not only had she taken it to heart!
For a moment, she had even entertained the thought of becoming Nalan Yanran's master's wife.
"No... if I give in to that bastard so easily, it'd be letting him off too cheaply!"
Yun Yun clenched her pearly teeth and immediately dismissed the thought of