Wu Chang Jie

42

For several days after the weather turned cool, Zong Zi Heng was busy in his orchid garden, preparing his flower beauties for winter.

The winter in Daming is very cold and many flower species are naturally delicate and fear the cold, so if the roots are not protected, they will not survive the long winter. Some need to be moved indoors and planted back into the soil next year, while others need to be covered with blankets and pressed with layer after layer of hay to keep them warm.

Zong Zi Heng's third sister, Zong Ruo Ning, also loves flowers, so she usually helps him out, and this year she has done the same.

Zong Zi Xiao, on the other hand, had never had such leisure time, but he insisted on sticking to his elder brother, so he was practicing his sword at the side.

"Ruo Ning, be careful with your hands."

"It's alright, as a sword cultivator, who still cares about delicate hands?" Zong Ruo Ning said briskly.

Zong Zi Heng laughed, "I was afraid that if you hurt your hand, you would be lazy and not practice."

Zong Ruo Ning pouted, "How can big brother say that about me, I'm not lazy." She glanced back at Zong Zi Xiao, "Ninth brother is the one who loves to be lazy."

"Since when? Ask big brother, when have I ever been lazy in the past three years." Zong Zi Xiao said unconvincingly.

"Well, Xiao Jiu knows how to behave now."

"That's because big brother is watching over you." Zong Ruo Ning said, "You should stop practicing, take a break and come over and do some work."

"Are you letting me rest, or are you letting me work?"

"Nonsense, do whatever sister tells you to do."

Zong Zi Xiao grunted lightly, put down his sword and came over to lend a hand, but after he had worked for a while he became misbehaved. He rubbed the dirt into Zong Ruo Ning's face, and the two siblings made a scene.

"Alright, alright, you two." Zong Zi Heng scolded with a smile, "Xiao Jiu, don't bully your sister. Ruo Ning, you are about to get married, why are you still acting like a child?"

"He was the one who started it." Zong Ruo Ning said sullenly, "Besides, it's not like I wanted to get married."

"Third sister, if you don't want to, why do you have to get married."

"You don't understand."

"It's because I don't understand, that's why I'm asking you."

Zong Zi Heng looked at his witty and lovely sister, his heart felt begrudged: "Wuling is not far from Daming, big brother will visit you often."

When she was very young, Zong Ruo Ning had a marriage engagement with the son of the head of the Wuyun Sect. Now she's an adult and would be married off after the New Year.

Unlike ordinary people, most people in the immortal sects are not in a hurry to get married because most of them live long and youthful lives. They are obsessed with cultivating in a lifetime, so it is not uncommon to see people who remained single, especially when female cultivators have the ability to go to great lengths and are not as easily manipulated as compared to ordinary daughters.

It's just a pity that they were born in a royal family and wrapped up in too much power. Sometimes even have less freedom than ordinary people.

"But I've never left the Daming, I've never left my mother, I ..." Zong Ruo Ning glanced at Zong Zi Heng fearfully, "Big brother, I'm a little scared."

Zong Zi Heng gently stroked her hair, "Don't be afraid, Mr. Xue is young and talented, he is a perfect match for you, you will definitely be happy."

Zong Zi Xiao also said, "Third sister, if he dares to bully you, big brother and I will go and beat him to death."