Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

"The power of a foodie is truly boundless!" Yang Ping'an exclaimed after taking a sip of the soup in his hand.

Dongfang Qinlan sipped her delicious bamboo shoot, mushroom, and chicken soup, her big eyes curving into two crescent moons.

"You, all you do is eat, right?" Dongfang Huaizhu was at a loss when she saw Dongfang Qinlan like this, and gently poked Dongfang Qinlan's forehead with her slender fingers.

"You'll have your brother-in-law to cook such delicious meals for you in the future, but for me, every bite is one less I can eat." Dongfang Qinlan finished the last sip of soup and rolled her eyes at her sister.

After Dongfang Qinlan finished speaking, thinking that she might not be able to eat such delicious food again in the future, she sadly picked up the spoon from the pot and ladled herself a large bowl of fresh soup.

She decided to have a good meal before her older sister got married.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Dongfang Huaizhu blushed with embarrassment when she heard Dongfang Qinlan call Yang Ping'an her brother-in-law again. She secretly glanced at Yang Ping'an and retorted.

"That's only a matter of time." Dongfang Qinlan glanced disdainfully at Dongfang Huaizhu, who was blushing because of her words.

"Brother-in-law, don't you think so?" Dongfang Qinlan finished another bowl of soup and turned to ask Yang Ping'an, who had walked over.

"Hehe! I'm working on it, I'm working on it." Yang Ping'an chuckled as Dongfang Qinlan led him into her argument with Dongfang Huaizhu.

"What are you grinning about? Did I agree to this? You're in cahoots with her, aren't you? You're both trying to annoy me." Dongfang Huaizhu blushed upon hearing Yang Ping'an's words, rolled her eyes at him, and said irritably.

"And you, Dongfang Qinlan, how could you understand so much about love and romance at such a young age?" Dongfang Huaizhu attacked from both sides, pinching the soft flesh on Dongfang Qinlan's cheeks with both hands.

"Waaah." Dongfang Qinlan's little face was being kneaded into various shapes in Dongfang Huaizhu's hands like dough, and she couldn't speak.

Even so, Dongfang Qinlan's eyes remained fixed on the still-steaming soup.

Dongfang Huaizhu was completely exasperated by Dongfang Qinlan's behavior. After all, she hadn't done anything particularly outrageous. After squeezing her cheeks for a while, she let go of her hands.

"Pfft~" Yang Pingan couldn't help but laugh out loud. He saw Dongfang Qinlan's round, chubby face, which was red from being pinched and kneaded by Dongfang Huaizhu, making her look like a wronged squirrel.

Dongfang Huaizhu and Dongfang Qinlan stared intently at Yang Ping'an upon hearing his laughter.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and drink the soup, it's going to get cold soon." Yang Ping'an felt a little goosebumps as two pairs of eyes stared at him, both of them very beautiful.

Yang Ping'an returned the bowl, which had gone lukewarm, to Dongfang Huaizhu, freeing Dongfang Qinlan.

"Brother-in-law, I want some soup too!" Dongfang Qinlan defiantly handed her empty bowl to Yang Ping'an.

"Okay, here, let me serve you a chicken leg." Yang Ping'an took the soup bowl from Dongfang Qinlan, scooped up a chicken leg and put it in her bowl as a reward for Dongfang Qinlan's help these times.

"Thank you, brother-in-law. You're so kind." Dongfang Qinlan happily accepted the soup, then gave Dongfang Huaizhu a provocative look before sweetly thanking Yang Ping'an.

"Oh, good brother-in-law, you still remember me?" Dongfang Huaizhu asked with a hint of jealousy when she saw Yang Ping'an give the chicken leg to Dongfang Qinlan.

"Hehe, look what this is? I saved it for you." Yang Ping'an chuckled, protecting his face as he moved closer to Dongfang Huaizhu and placed the untouched chicken leg from his bowl into Dongfang Huaizhu's bowl.

"Why are you still keeping this chicken leg? It's for you. You've been busy all day." Dongfang Huaizhu complained to Yang Ping'an, and then tried to put the chicken leg back.

This chicken leg was specially served to Yang Ping'an by Dongfang Huaizhu, but unexpectedly, Yang Ping'an didn't touch it.

"I'm already full, this chicken leg is for you." Yang Ping'an put down the soup bowl in his hand and persuaded Dongfang Huaizhu not to keep refusing.

"Only by eating more can you grow faster," Yang Ping'an whispered in Dongfang Huaizhu's ear, admiring her budding figure.

"You bad guy, I'm ignoring you." Dongfang Huaizhu noticed Yang Ping'an's gaze, and the blush that hadn't faded from her face instantly crept up her fair neck and cheeks, and steam rose from her head.

On the other side, Dongfang Qinlan drank her soup silently, acting as a bystander, even though she felt full despite not having eaten much.

In this joyful and warm atmosphere, Yang Ping'an, Dongfang Huaizhu, and Dongfang Qinlan spent a happy afternoon together.

As evening fell, Yang Ping'an escorted Dongfang Huaizhu and Dongfang Qinlan back to Shenhuo Mountain Manor.

In the courtyard of Dongfang Huaizhu and Dongfang Qinlan, the three said their goodbyes to each other.

"Brother Yang, please be careful. I will miss you." Dongfang Huaizhu helped Yang Ping'an straighten his clothes and said goodbye reluctantly.

"Don't worry, I'll come back to find you soon," Yang Ping'an said with a smile, breaking the sadness of parting. "You're still here waiting for me, how could I bear to leave this world?"

"Brother-in-law, can you take me out to play?" Dongfang Qinlan looked at Yang Ping'an expectantly with her dark and bright eyes.

"Ahem, it's getting late. Nephew, would you like to rest here for the night?" Dongfang Guyue, who had been watching this area, interrupted when she heard that her youngest daughter was going to leave with Yang Ping'an. She quickly came in from outside the wall.

He had already lost a well-educated and sensible eldest daughter to Yang Ping'an; he couldn't let him steal away his last youngest daughter as well.

"Brother Yang, why don't you stay at my place for another night? It's not safe to travel at night, and it's also inconvenient to find an inn to stay in." Dongfang Huaizhu looked at Yang Ping'an expectantly, hoping that he could stay here for another night.

Upon hearing Dongfang Guyue's words and glancing at Dongfang Huaizhu's expectant eyes, Yang Ping'an was also somewhat tempted.

"Young man, what kind of man is Yang Ping'an, being so fussy? I have plenty of room for you here. You're not leaving today." Dongfang Guyue made the decision directly, not letting Yang Ping'an leave Shenhuo Mountain Manor.

"I'm sorry to bother Uncle Dongfang." Yang Ping'an bowed to Dongfang Guyue, then turned to look at Dongfang Huaizhu, whose eyes were shining with joy.

"That's more like it. Alright, I'll go get someone to prepare a house for you." Dongfang Guyue patted Yang Ping'an on the shoulder and nodded in satisfaction.

"A daughter grows up and is no longer under her father's control, so let this old man lend you a hand." Dongfang Guyue noticed Dongfang Huaizhu looking at Yang Ping'an with affection and shook her head inwardly.

After careful consideration, Dongfang Guyue found that Yang Ping'an was a good candidate. Firstly, Dongfang Huaizhu and Yang Ping'an liked each other, and he also had a close relationship with Old Master Yang. Secondly, Yang Ping'an's talent amazed him, and he was sure to achieve great things in the future.

Thirdly, with the power of the Yang family of Tianyan, if Dongfang Guyue were to die one day and the secret of the Dongfang bloodline were exposed, they could protect Dongfang Huaizhu's safety. Moreover, out of consideration for Dongfang Huaizhu, they could also help Dongfang Qinlan.

"You've run off with my daughter, how can you get away so easily?" Dongfang Guyue thought like a cunning old fox. He planned to keep Yang Ping'an at Shenhuo Mountain Manor for the night, intending to start secretly spreading the news within the Dao Alliance that very night.

That way, once the relationship between Yang Ping'an and Shenhuo Mountain Manor is confirmed, he won't be able to deny it later.