Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

Nalan Yiren stared at Si Song's back until he disappeared from her sight, then she found a place to sit down, staring into the distance, and said, "I just let the Taoji Gu sense it, and it is indeed a sign of Qi and blood decline, and the Taoji Gu also smelled a hint of death, at most one year..."

At this point, Nalan Yiren's emotions, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally burst out. She sobbed softly, tears streaming down her face, and she sobbed, "One year. The Great Elder can only last one year at most in his current condition. The Second Elder is right. Let him live happily during the last period of his life."

Chen Mo sat down beside her, and seeing her crying so sadly, he gently hugged her in his arms and comforted her softly.

At this time, Nalan Yiren really wanted someone to comfort herself. The moment Chen Mo hugged her in his arms, Nalan Yiren leaned directly on his chest and buried her head in tears.

When her grandfather was murdered, it was the Great Elder who took on the role of "grandfather", raising her and taking care of her, spending more time with her than her biological grandfather.

In Nalan Yiren's heart, she had long regarded the Great Elder as her second grandfather.

Now that she knows that the Great Elder is about to reach the end of his life and she is powerless to do anything, one can imagine the pain in her heart.

Although the Taoji Gu is powerful, it cannot reverse life and death.

It was the first time that Chen Mo saw Nalan Yiren like this, sobbing softly and unable to make a sound. With her personality, she absolutely did not want to show her weak side in front of others, but now she showed it in front of him.

It can be seen that in Nalan Yiren's heart, she truly regarded him as a relative and as her other half.

"Okay, stop crying. If others see it and tell the Great Elder, the truth will be revealed." Chen Mo wiped away the tears from the corners of Nalan Yiren's eyes.

Nalan Yiren raised her head slightly, her eyes were already red from crying, her eye sockets were shining with tears, and she looked into Chen Mo's eyes.

Then, under Chen Mo's surprised gaze, Nalan Yiren took the initiative to kiss his lips, and then with a little force, she pushed Chen Mo to the ground, pressed on him, and pulled Chen Mo's robe.

As Chen Mo's robe was torn open, her kiss fell on Chen Mo's chest.

Raw and hot.

Just as Nalan Yiren's slender hand reached towards Chen Mo's body, Chen Mo grabbed it.

Nalan Yiren's red eyes showed a hint of doubt, and she said, "Haven't you wanted me for a long time?"

As he said this, he pulled his hand back, wanting to continue, but it didn't move at all. Chen Mo's hand was like a pair of pliers, motionless.

Chen Mo put his other hand on Nalan Yiren's shoulder, pushed her up a little, and said, "Yiren, I know what you are thinking, but we are going to get married soon, there is no rush, I don't want you to have any regrets."

Chen Mo knew what Nalan Yiren was thinking. She wanted to get pregnant as soon as possible so that Si Song could see his grandson before he died.

But now that they have arrived at the Poison King Valley, Chen Mo doesn't want her to explain it hastily, but wants to give her an unforgettable memory.

"But."

"Yiren, listen to me."

Seeing that Nalan Yiren wanted to say more, Chen Mo let go of her hand, placed his hands on her shoulders, and spoke seriously.

"Saint girl, son-in-law, you guys..."

At this moment, a female disciple from the Poison King Valley appeared behind the two of them. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was stunned and her face turned red.

In the perception of female disciples, such matters are dominated by men.

But now.
A saint is a saint, she is indeed powerful.

It's just that it's too much for the saint to be outside in broad daylight.
Hearing the other person's voice, Nalan Yiren was also startled. She quickly stood up, put on a stern face to hide her panic, and said with a slightly cold expression: "Who asked you to come over?"

But the female disciple turned around at this moment.

Because Chen Mo's robe was torn open by Nalan Yiren, the moment Nalan Yiren stood up, Chen Mo's exposed chest was also reflected in the eyes of the female disciple, and her heart was beating like a deer.

I exclaimed in my heart, "Saint Lady, this is too hasty."

"Saintess, I am here to deliver a wedding gown to my son-in-law. The Great Elder just gave me instructions." said the female disciple.

Only then did Nalan Yiren notice that the female disciple was holding a tray in her hand.

"Wedding gown?" Chen Mo was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Has the wedding date been set?"

"Two days later, on March 19th, the Third Elder calculated that it is an auspicious day that only comes once in a hundred years, and it is suitable for getting married." said the female disciple.

"Two days later, it seems that the Poison King Valley is also in a hurry." Chen Mo thought.

"I understand. Put your things down and you can leave." Nalan Yiren said in a slightly cold voice.

The female disciple shuddered, said, "Saint, your wedding gown has been delivered to you," then put down the tray and ran away immediately.

"Wait." Nalan Yiren suddenly called out to the female disciple.

"Saintess, is there anything else?" The female disciple stopped instantly and turned around slowly, but she did not dare to look at Chen Mo.

"What did you see just now?" Nalan Yiren asked.

"Disciple saw the Saint and the son-in-law here," the female disciple said subconsciously. After she found that the Saint's face was getting colder and colder, she reacted and said quickly, "Disciple didn't see anything."

The coldness on Nalan Yiren's face subsided a little, and she said, "If I hear some rumors later, you know what I mean?"

"Saint, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Well, you can go down now."

The female disciple turned around and walked away quickly. When she was a little further away, she started to jog.

Who said the Saint is not as fierce as before?

The saint's appearance just now was simply terrifying.

"Well, I'll go back first. Try this wedding gown and see if it fits you. If it doesn't fit, tell me as soon as possible. There's still time and we can alter it." Nalan Yiren picked up the tray that the female disciple had just put down and handed it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took it and nodded. He looked at the wedding gown on the tray. It was not the common red wedding gown, nor was it green or cyan, but azure blue with checkered stripes. It should be the national costume of Baiyue.

After Nalan Yiren left, Chen Mo returned to the house and tried it.

The overall look is a bit large, but that’s okay, it doesn’t look bloated, just change the position of the shoulders on both sides.

At night.

As the fire lit up, the staggered and stacked buildings appeared even clearer. In the distance, people holding torches could be seen moving towards the center of the valley like fireflies.

"Come quickly, the Great Elder has held a bonfire feast for you to welcome you." Nalan Yiren came over at this time. She changed into a plain Baiyue costume, which added a bit of exotic charm to her. She put on the half-face mask again.

After saying that, Nalan Yiren glanced at Chen Mo, grabbed Han Anniang's hand beside Chen Mo, and headed towards the center of the valley.

Chen Mo followed behind.

In the center of the square, there is a cobblestone square. Young men and women in the valley hold hands and sing and dance around the bonfire in the center of the square.

The thousand-man guards brought by Chen Mo were also arranged around the square by the people of the Poison King Valley, and tables and chairs were provided as well as food.

When they saw Chen Mo coming, they all stood up and said respectfully, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Such a neat and solemn scene attracted everyone in the square. Even the young men and women who were holding hands, singing and dancing stopped.

"Please sit down. Now that we are here, there is no need to observe etiquette. Just follow the host's wishes." Chen Mo waved his hand.

"Yes." The voices shook the sky.

"Grandson-in-law, Yiren, come and sit here." Si Song called the two of them at this time.

Of course, Han Anniang was not left out. Si Song arranged a young woman to entertain Han Anniang.

"Come on, keep singing, keep dancing." The second elder shouted with a smile.

The dance continued.

After Chen Mo sat down, he took a quick look and found that Chen Zheng was learning a musical instrument from an old man in the valley.

This musical instrument is unique to the Baiyue people. It is the first time that Chen Xiu has seen it and he is quite interested.

"Come, let's toast to our son-in-law." Si Song raised the wine bowl in his hand. People in the square sat in a circle, with a long table in front of them and food on it.

Sitting in the innermost circle are the people with the highest seniority in the Poison King Valley. The outer the circle, the lower the seniority.

"Great Elder, you are old and can't drink anymore." Nalan Yiren couldn't help but said.

"It's okay to drink less. I'm happy today." Si Song said, "Come on, come on, why are you all standing there? Raise your glasses."

Chen Mo stood up quickly: "No, no, no, I can't bear this, I'm toasting you."

Chen Mo drank first as a sign of respect.

"it is good."

"My uncle is a bad person."

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Chen Mo's action attracted some men to laugh and shout.

Chen Mo now understood why Nalan Yiren wore the mask again tonight.

After drinking, Nalan Yiren took off her shoes and walked to the campfire barefoot.

The young men and women who were singing and dancing stopped one after another. The men left, while the women stayed.

Accompanied by the sound of a flute.

The young women danced around Nalan Yiren.

Nalan Yiren also danced along.

This action caused a scream.

Before meeting Chen Mo, because of his desire to avenge his grandfather, Nalan Yi left the impression of being a strict and unapproachable person in the minds of people in the valley.

I've never seen her smile, let alone dance.

The most important thing is that Nalan Yiren’s dance is not stupid at all.

On the contrary, it looks very nice.

At this time, a group of colorful little snakes came crawling out from nowhere. There were not many of them, about a dozen or so. They came to Nalan Yi's feet, stood up, and moved along with Nalan Yi's dance.

At first, Han Anniang was very scared, but as the cheers became louder and louder, she actually thought these little snakes were cute.

After the song was over, Nalan Yiren came to Chen Mo, pulled Chen Mo over, and danced with her.

Although Chen Mo had never learned to dance, he had a strong understanding and had learned body movements, so he quickly caught up with Nalan Yiren's rhythm.

Sun Meng, who was eating heartily, saw this scene and hurriedly picked up the wine bowl beside him and swallowed the food in his mouth with the wine. After a moment, he shouted, "Good."

Sun Meng applauded enthusiastically.

The soldiers below also followed suit.

Of course, there was no reluctance in this move.

What an honor it is to see His Majesty dance for them.

Even if the smoke from our ancestors’ graves rises, it may not be enough.

When the song ended, Nalan Yiren took off the mask on her face, held Chen Mo's hand, and looked at Chen Mo affectionately.

There was a bonfire next to them, and the firelight shone on Nalan Yiren's face, making her sickly pale skin look a little more rosy, making her look particularly charming.

Chen Mo put his arms around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and then kissed Nalan Yiren's lips in front of everyone.

This scene caused a brief silence in the square.

But it was only for a moment, and the cheers and screams were one wave higher than the other.

Tonight, the valley is filled with singing and dancing.

Tonight, the night is beautiful, but people are more beautiful.

Everyone is happy tonight.

Even on the next day, the smiles on everyone's faces had not faded.

Whenever I think of Chen Mo, I can't help but laugh.

On this day, Chen Mo followed Nalan Yiren to pay homage to her grandfather and parents.

Nalan Yiren's parents passed away before she could remember anything. She didn't have a deep impression of them and even forgot what they looked like.

So in front of her parents' grave, Nalan Yiren didn't say much.

But when he arrived at his grandfather's grave, he talked incessantly.

When Chen Mo saw Nalan Yiren's mood getting low again, he squatted down, held Nalan Yiren's hand, interlocked their fingers, and then looked at the tombstone and said, "Grandpa, don't worry. Although I have never seen you, I promise you that from now on, I will never let Yiren suffer any grievances again."

Nalan Yiren blushed, and then smiled shyly and happily.

Afterwards, Chen Mo and Nalan Yiren planted a peach sapling under the waterfall in the valley, and placed a large stone next to the peach tree with words engraved on it.

Chen Mo and Nalan Yiren are forever together.

Soon, it was March 19th, the day of their wedding.

The wedding procedures of Baiyue are not as complicated as those of Wei. As the saying goes, the guest should follow the host's wishes. Although Chen Xiu wanted to hold this wedding grandly, he had to follow the host's wishes.

It was near dusk that day.

Chen Xiu, the Third Elder and several disciples from the Poison King Valley rushed into the attic where Chen Mo lived. They hurriedly helped Chen Mo put on a wedding gown and a Taotie Gu-style mask.

Taogui Gu is a sacred object of the Poison King Valley.

Wearing its mask symbolizes that Taogui Gu blesses the groom.

After changing into his wedding gown, Chen Xiu laughed and said, "Your Majesty, Baiyue weddings are not that particular. You should go out and pick up the bride."

After saying that, the Third Elder called out to the disciples, who picked up the musical instruments they carried with them and started beating them.

The group left the attic and headed towards the main building, which was five hundred steps away.

That is where the Nalanyi people live.

In the room where Nalan Yiren is.

Han Anniang is putting makeup on Nalan Yiren.

The Nalanyi people were dressed festively, wearing a silver crown on their heads, a silver ring on each wrist and ankle, and even a silver ring around their necks that looked to weigh several pounds.

And in front of her, there was a Taogui Gu-shaped mask.

But hers is white.

And the one Chen Mo wore was black.

"Okay." After finishing drawing Nalan Yiren's eyebrows and confirming that there was nothing wrong, Han Anniang smiled.

Nalan Yiren picked up the mask, put it on her face, and waited for the arrival of the wedding procession.

(End of this chapter)