Quick Wear: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

Female Cultivator of the Hehuan Sect (19)

  Yun Mian walked down the last step, the words that his master had just said were still echoing in his mind.

  Half of his body stepped out of the barrier, and heavy snow fluttered down, melting into his hair. After standing there for a long time, a light layer of white accumulated.

  Master entered the hall again.

  Yun Mian's face was a little pale, and even the spiritual power to protect her body was useless. The cold wind blew across her thin body, causing her skin to feel a little stinging.

  But she seemed unaware.

  This time, Master accepted two new disciples——

  Yun Mian hoped that her master would have only her as his disciple. Although she sometimes wondered what right she had to be unhappy if her master really accepted a new disciple, when that day really came, she still couldn't accept it happily.

  She didn't want others to divert her master's attention.

  She was the first one to come here, but why could they live with their master, but she could only live in the palace next door?
  After three years, shouldn't she be closer to her master than they were?
  Yun Mian stared blankly at the snowy scene in front of her, with a pure white reflected in her eyes, but her gaze was nowhere to be found.

  "Junior Sister Yun!"

  Hearing a familiar voice, Yun Mian came back to his senses and subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice.

  "Brother Qi," she realized that the person behind him was her junior fellow apprentice, "please send him over here."

  She thought at an inappropriate time, Master has some special feelings towards Junior Sister, why didn't he bring the two of them together, or leave them to Senior Brother Qi...

  Senior Brother Qi glanced at her and asked, "Junior Sister, what's going on?"

  Yunmian tidied up his appearance.

  "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, but I just wanted to improve my physique."

  "I see. Since the person has been brought here, I will leave first."

  "Take care, brother."

  Yun Mian stopped paying attention to him and looked at his junior fellow apprentice.

  Qin Yan had already changed into a white disciple uniform, which was very similar to the one she was wearing. It covered his collarbone tightly, and a white jade belt outlined his slender waist. There were silver thread patterns embroidered on the cuffs.

  All her black hair was tied up with a purple jade crown and then braided with a hairband. She had a high nose bridge, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and a small mole on her nose bone that added a bit of sexiness.

  He spoke with a clear, young voice.

  "Senior Sister Yun."

  Although he is very well behaved, he always makes people feel that he is a little bit unserious.

  The cold wind blew, but Yun Mian did not feel uncomfortable because of the spiritual power that protected his body, and he, a mere mortal, was not afraid.  

  It looks normal.

  Yun Mian looked at him twice more, then retracted his gaze and walked forward first.

  "Follow me, Master asked me to take you in."

  "Has Senior Brother Qi told you? My name is Yunmian, you can just call me Senior Sister."

  Qin Yan followed slowly, not forgetting to reply.

  "My name is Qin Yan, you can call me Senior Sister Yun as you like."

  Yun Mian took him into the hall, walked around the empty hall to the backyard, and took him to the door of one of the courtyards.

  There was a faint sound of talking.

  Yun Mian stopped and said, "Junior brother, go in by yourself."

  "Um."

  He raised his eyebrows slightly and pushed open the gate.

  A slight noise was heard and Qin Yan walked inside.

  There is an old tree in the yard, and under the tree there is a set of tables and chairs made of stone, which look very simple. There is a set of tea sets on the table, with the cups upside down.

  An area was fenced off next to the path paved with green jade slabs, where some unknown medicinal herbs were planted.

  The voices in the room became clearer and clearer, and Qin Yan pushed open the door.

  Ruan Ruan was sitting on the couch, swinging her feet while talking, with an obvious smile in her eyes and deep dimples.

  Xie Chaoshi was very close to her. Although his expression was indifferent, he seemed to be listening carefully.

  His gentle eyes fell on her.

  Seeing him come in, Ruan Ruan stood up excitedly.

  "Qin Yan, what should you call me from now on?"

  Qin Yan smiled, and the two words lingered between his lips.

  "Senior sister."

  The ending sound is lingering.

  (End of this chapter)