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

The white-haired elder's voice trembled as he instinctively reached out to support Master Xuandao.

"Did you hurt your head? Should we get it checked again?"

Many people suspect that Xuanzhen Daoist has damaged his brain or been driven mad by Wang Long.

Xuanzhen Daoist stopped laughing, raised his hand and waved it, then slowly sat up by supporting himself on the ground.

Although the movements were somewhat strenuous, they were not as disheveled as before.

He shook off the pebbles and dust from his Taoist robe, then raised his hand to wipe the shoe prints off his face.

He looked around and saw the constipated expressions on the faces of the elders.

He chuckled and shook his head.

"Why are you all making those faces? I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

"But Elder, that person just now..."

The elder hesitated, carefully choosing his words.

"He treated you like that in public... in public...aren't you angry?"

Upon hearing this, Xuanzhen Daoist remained silent for a moment, a complex light flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

He slowly shook his head, his voice much calmer than before, carrying a clarity that comes from having experienced many hardships.

"Angry? Of course I'm angry! Who wouldn't be angry when someone publicly humiliates and insults them?"

He paused, reached out and patted the dust off his knees, then continued.

"But anger aside, the matter is the matter! Tell me, why did I insist on arranging the marriage between Niannu and the young master of the Tianyan Sect in the first place?"

The elders exchanged glances, and one of them hesitated before speaking.

"The Supreme Elder is naturally acting in the best interests of the sect's development..."

"That's right."

Xuanzhen Daoist nodded.

"Although the Primordial Holy Palace is considered a top sect in the Eastern Region, it is not without rivals."

"The Tianyan Sect is powerful, with several more Supreme Realm experts than us. That old fellow Zheng Tianyan even stepped into the Heavenly Supreme Realm three hundred years ago."

"Most importantly, they have abundant resources, which our Primordial Holy Palace cannot compare to!"

"Marrying into their family would certainly sacrifice Niannu's personal happiness, but for the Taichu Holy Palace, it would be the safest path."

He then changed the subject. "But now the situation has changed."

He raised his hand and pointed to the direction where Wang Long had disappeared outside the palace gate.

"You all saw that person just now. How does he compare to the Heavenly Evolution Sect?"

The elders fell silent.

"What Tianyan Sect can offer Taichu Sacred Palace is nothing more than resource guarantees and an alliance brought about by the marriage."

The Taoist Master Xuanzhen spoke calmly yet incisively.

"But what Wang Long can offer is far more than what the Tianyan Sect can."

"His own strength is already comparable to or even surpasses Zheng Tianyan, not to mention that he is also an elder of Tianque City."

"If the Primordial Holy Palace can be on good terms with Wang Long, the benefits it will gain will be far greater than if it were to form a marriage alliance with the Heavenly Evolution Sect."

A meaningful smile appeared on Xuanzhen Daoist's lips.

"Moreover, Niannu is Wushuang's disciple."

"Even if she gave the Primordial Holy Palace a cold shoulder today, even if she ran away with Wang Long, Wushuang is still in the Primordial Holy Palace, and she is still the Palace Master of the Primordial Holy Palace."

"If the Primordial Holy Palace truly encounters some insurmountable obstacle in the future, will Niannu, thinking of Wushuang, sit idly by and do nothing?"

"She won't, and since Wang Long is so protective of her, naturally he won't either!"

After he finished speaking, the hall fell into a brief silence.

The elders exchanged glances, their expressions gradually shifting from astonishment to contemplation.

Someone frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly slapped their thigh.

"The Supreme Elder is right!"

"Yes... thinking about it carefully, this is actually a good thing."

"Niannu is fortunate to have a powerful Daoist partner like Wang Long. For the Primordial Holy Palace, it is also an invisible source of confidence."

"Although it's difficult to explain to the Tianyan Sect, Wang Long publicly broke Zheng Hao's legs today. Even if the Tianyan Sect wants to pursue the matter, what can they do?"

The discussions gradually increased, and the elders' faces regained some liveliness.

Some people have already started planning how to use Ye Wushuang as a connection to get closer to Wang Long in the future.

Xu Ming leaned on an elder's shoulder, listening to the surrounding discussions, his lips twitching several times.

He recalled his pathetic state in front of Wang Long, kneeling down, spitting blood, and being embedded in the wall.

He recalled Ye Niannu's anger when she publicly mocked him for "not marrying her granddaughter to Zheng Hao," and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

But then I thought, even though the Supreme Elder had his face trampled on, he didn't say anything. So, it seems like... this beating wasn't such a bad deal after all?

Upon reflection, Xu Ming suddenly felt the tightness in his chest dissipate considerably, and even felt a sense of relief.

Fortunately, Wang Long's finger strike only slammed him into the wall. If Wang Long had gone for the kill, he would probably be dead.

"Cough cough..."

He cleared his throat and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"The Supreme Elder is right... I was just... just now I was also in a hurry, which is why I clashed with that senior... Now that I think about it, it was indeed because I didn't think things through."

Xuanzhen Daoist glanced at him, but did not expose his forced pretense; he simply nodded.

"Alright, let's leave it at that."

"No one is allowed to spread what happened today, and no one is allowed to provoke Wang Long. As for the Tianyan Sect... we'll talk about that later."

As he spoke, he pushed himself up from the ground, dusted himself off, and turned to limp toward the back of the hall.

The elders looked at each other, but no one said anything more.

She silently helped Xu Ming up and began to tidy up the mess in the main hall.

Behind the Taichu Holy Palace, in Ye Niannu's bedroom.

As soon as the door closed, Ye Niannu wrapped her arms around Wang Long's neck.

I tiptoed and showered him with countless tiny kisses on his face, lips, and chin.

"My love... my love... you've finally come... do you know how much I've missed you..."

Her voice was soft and sweet, filled with barely suppressed joy, and she practically clung to Wang Long.

Wang Long was caught off guard by her sudden enthusiasm and instinctively reached out to support her waist.

But she dragged him back two steps, and his back hit the door panel.

"Niannu, slow down..."

Such a beauty, so charming.

Who can withstand that!

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Niannu had already reached out to pull off his outer robe.

The movements were vigorous; his fingers tugged at the belt, and it loosened in a few quick movements.

Wang Long quickly grabbed her mischievous hand, his voice tinged with helplessness and a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"Niannu, what are you doing?"

Ye Niannu raised her head, her eyes sparkling, her cheeks flushed slightly, and said confidently.

"My lord, there is no longer any difference in our cultivation levels; it is only natural that we should consummate our marriage!"

She whispered in Wang Long's ear, her voice softening slightly, carrying a hint of coquetry and grievance.

She is both delicate and charming.

"I've been waiting for this day... for so, so long..."