The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Wang Long stared intently at Ye Wushuang without saying a word.

Ye Niannu was deeply moved.

Wang Long dared to disobey his master for her sake, even at the risk of getting injured!

Ye Wushuang stood there, looking at Wang Long, and remained silent for a long time.

Ye Niannu leaned against Wang Long's chest, clutching his clothes tightly with both hands, looking at her master through teary eyes.

Luo Hanyi, Qin Minglan, and Murong Qing stood aside, not daring to breathe.

I don't know how much time passed.

Ye Wushuang sighed softly.

The sigh was soft, yet it carried an undeniable weariness and helplessness.

"Niannu, you were raised by me since you were a child, and I have long regarded you as my own daughter."

Her voice was no longer cold; it had gained a touch of warmth.

"I don't want her to go through an arranged marriage either."

Ye Niannu's tears welled up again.

"Master..."

Ye Wushuang raised her hand to stop her from speaking.

"But my word alone doesn't count."

"The nine elders of the Primordial Holy Palace have unanimously decided to arrange a marriage between you and the young sect master of the Heavenly Evolution Sect, and I am powerless to object."

She was the Palace Master of the Primordial Holy Palace, but because of her opposition, she was stripped of her title by nine elders.

If it were anyone else, they wouldn't be so easy to talk to!

Ye Niannu instantly understood. She wasn't stupid; she knew that Ye Wushuang had done a lot for her!

Her heart ached terribly.

On one side is his most respected master, and on the other is his beloved.

Ye Wushuang's gaze fell on Wang Long.

"but……"

"I can buy some time."

Wang Long's eyes suddenly lit up.

"senior?"

Ye Wushuang spoke slowly.

"Next year, all dynasties will vie for supremacy."

"If you can break through to the Grandmaster level after the Warring States period..."

"And assisted Niannu in breaking through to the Supreme Realm..."

"At that time, the entire Primordial Holy Palace will make a new decision!"

Wang Long nodded repeatedly!

"Don't worry, senior, I will do my best."

"No! I can definitely do it!"

Ye Niannu's hope was rekindled, and she smiled as she looked at Wang Long.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Ye Wushuang looked at the two of them without saying anything.

In such a small place, he broke through from the sixth rank to the grandmaster in half a year.

Even the geniuses in the Primordial Holy Palace couldn't do that.

She didn't expose them, leaving them with some hope.

Ye Wushuang no longer wanted to hurt Ye Niannu.

Wang Long gripped Ye Niannu's hand tightly.

"Niannu, I will not let you down."

"My lord, I believe you!"

Ye Niannu nodded gently, a sweet and happy smile on her face.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang was furious and wished he could fight back.

Strive for a bright future for my precious apprentice.

I'm just too weak!

Ye Wushuang turned around, her back to them, her voice returning to its cold indifference.

"Niannu, we should go."

Ye Niannu's body trembled.

She looked at Wang Long with lingering reluctance.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she bit her lip to keep them from falling.

"My lord..."

Her voice choked with emotion, filled with deep reluctance.

"I'm waiting for you."

Wang Long reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Okay, I'll definitely bring you back myself!"

"Have all the elders of the Primordial Holy Palace respectfully escort you back!"

Ye Niannu tiptoed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips to his.

The kiss lasted for an unknown amount of time.

Ye Niannu released him and took a step back.

She looked at Wang Long's face as if she wanted to etch it into her heart.

Ye Niannu reluctantly turned around, walked to Ye Wushuang's side, and took her master's hand.

Ye Wushuang glanced at Wang Long, raised her hand, and waved it lightly.

A golden light emanated from her palm, enveloping the two of them.

The light grew brighter and more intense.

The two figures gradually blurred in the light.

Ye Niannu turned around and took one last look at Wang Long.

Tears finally fell, sliding down her cheeks.

"My lord..."

"I'll wait for you, please don't forget me!"

The light exploded, turning into countless points of light across the sky.

The two figures disappeared into the courtyard.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the sun shone again.

The courtyard returned to calm.

Business as usual.

But one person is missing.

Wang Long stood there, looking in the direction where Ye Niannu had disappeared, for a long time.

Qin Minglan walked to his side and gently took his hand.

"Old man..."

Wang Long snapped out of his daze and looked down at her.

Qin Minglan's eyes were red-rimmed, and her lips were pressed tightly together.

Are you alright?

Wang Long shook his head and reached out to rub her head.

"I'm fine."

Murong Qing also came over, took his other hand, her little face full of worry.

"Uncle..."

Luo Hanyi stood to the side, looking at him with a gentle yet firm gaze.

You will do it.

Wang Long looked at the three women, took a deep breath, and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.

He looked up at the sky.

The sunlight was blinding, but he didn't blink.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, and gritted his teeth as he muttered to himself!

"No one can take her away from me."

Qin Minglan looked at him, feeling extremely distressed, and didn't know how to comfort him.

Ye Niannu left, and she felt empty inside.

"Old man, I believe in you! Let's work together to get the offerings back!"

Murong Qing nodded vigorously, her eyes red-rimmed.

Luo Hanyi walked up to him, reached out, and gently pressed her hand against his chest.

"Wang Long, you are the most talented person I have ever seen, without a doubt. You're just a Grandmaster, nothing more!"

Looking at the three women, Wang Long felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He reached out and pulled all three women into his arms.

Thank you.

"Stay with me..."

above the sky.

A silver-white flying boat pierced through the clouds at an astonishing speed.

The flying boat was about ten zhang long, with a silver-white hull covered with densely packed runes that shimmered with a faint golden luster under the sunlight.

The bow of the ship is carved with a phoenix with outstretched wings, so lifelike that its eyes are inlaid with two fist-sized gems that emit a faint glow even in the daytime.

This is the Phoenix Flying Boat, a sacred artifact from the Primordial Holy Palace.

With full power, it can travel a million miles a day.

Ye Wushuang stood at the bow of the ship, her hands behind her back, her white dress fluttering in the wind, her black hair dancing in the air.

Her back remained upright, her posture ramrod straight, showing no signs of anything amiss.

Ye Niannu sat at the stern of the boat, her hands wrapped around her knees, her chin resting on her knees, her eyes looking in the direction she had come from.

There, the imperial city had become a tiny black dot on the horizon, gradually blurring and fading into the distance.

Her eyes were still red, the tip of her nose was red, and her lips were tightly pursed.

The scene from just now kept replaying in my mind.

Ye Niannu's tears welled up again, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the hem of her skirt.

She wiped her face with the back of her hand, sniffed, and buried her face in her knees.

You can't cry anymore.

You won't be pretty if you cry.

My husband once said that he liked to see her smile.

Ye Niannu took a deep breath, raised her head, and blinked hard to force back the tears in her eyes.

She cannot give up.

She was waiting for Wang Long to come and pick her up!

Then we'll trample those guys under our feet together!