Chapter 70.3: Why Not Go To The Faint Mist Sect
What they called a family feast was just the whole big family sitting together to have a meal, to munch on home cooked dishes.
Yan Ning Luo and her parents chatted merrily together with her brother on their end of the table, like they were one family by themselves.
As for the remaining royal concubines, those who had daughters would chat with their daughters, those without daughters would then just form pairs together, painstakingly discussing topics of inconsequential value, like: "This hairpin of yours really compliments your complexion. Where did you buy it?" or "We should go to the Thousand Silk Pavilion to go have a look at their latest products next time." or something like that.
And on this side, Qing Bei just picked distractedly at the vegetables in his bowl and then said in a low voice. "Sis, are you really going to the Faint Mist Sect?"
Qing Yu had not really thought about it but was just focused on eating. Hearing him say that, she then raised her eyes and asked: "Hmm?"
"I heard that once one went into the Faint Mist Sect, one would not be able to come out as and when they liked unless they were driven or thrown out, otherwise it would be at least two years before they would be able to come out." Qing Bei said in a rather depressed voice.
Seeing that the youth was looking rather depressed, Qing Yu curled up her lips and laughed. "Why, are you afraid that you'll not see me for that long a period?"
"It's not that." Qing Bei shook his head, his eyes looking slightly conflicted as he said: "I am just worried….. That woman Yan Ning Luo is thinking up all kinds of ways to get you into the Faint Mist Sect. Is she thinking up some nefarious scheme wanting to harm you."
"Afterall, her mother is such a sly and venomous woman."
He would never be able to forget in this life how he had both his legs crippled when he was at an age most appropriate for him to cultivate and his body poisoned to the point of almost collapsing.
The hands of the youth placed upon the table were tightly clasped together where he then trembled slightly involuntarily. A slender and fair hand suddenly reached over and held him. Raising his eyes, he saw the young lady's face filled with a gentle smile as she said softly: "Don't worry, if she wants to pit herself against me, she's still many years too early. I'm not some soft and squishy persimmon that would allow myself to be kneaded and shaped as others wish afterall."
Inversely, she was someone who held grudges and would avenge grievances done onto her. People who took an inch from her would have her taking a yard from them and if anyone really antagonized her would definitely not want to see her really when she's really furious."
Qing Bei shook her head. "I still can't help feeling worried."
"Then what do you want to do?" Qing Yu arched up an eyebrow to ask.
"Let me go with you to the Faint Mist Sect!" Qing Bei's voice was resolute as he said determinedly.
Hearing that, Qing Yu threw a meaningful glance at his legs below the table. "Have you forgotten that you are now supposed to be someone with both his legs crippled and unable to walk? Do you intend to bring your wheelchair to go in there with me?"
[Wouldn't that be too attention grabbing?]
[And the Faint Mist Sect would most probably not accept handicapped people would they?]
The youth's lips lifted up faintly at the sides and the expression on his face was a little sly as he said: "Isn't the date to the Faint Mist Sect's recruitment still half a year away?"
"And then?" Qing Yu asked with a smile as she waited to hear the other half of what he had to say.
"A miracle could possibly happen within this half a year's time and I would be able to stand up again!" The youth said with a confident look on his face.
The corners of his lips were tinged with a mysterious and indiscernible smile and his highly confident expression was exceptionally eye catching, filled with the kind of youthful exuberance that a boy his age was supposed to possess.
It just made one unconsciously want to smile in delight together with him.
In the midst of chatting with Yan Ning Luo, Yan Su unintentionally happened to chance upon that scene and the expression on his face was taken aback for a moment.
Those two highly similar looking faces, so young and beautiful. The ends of his lips formed a faint arc. Especially that young lady, who had inherited her mother's alluring and heavenly blessed enchanting eyes that immediately made a part of his heart collapse inwards, to drift back into the far past…..
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