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Everywhere in the Hundred Lotus Sect, there was a joyful atmosphere.

However, in front of the railing of the martial arts platform, leaning against the cliff, a silvery figure was watching the sunset in the distance, seeming to be outside the general mood of joy.

The autumn wind blowing from the mountain ruffled the silver hair on one side of Feng Yu Die\'s face. Absentmindedly, she put the hair behind her ear, supported her cheek, and sighed dejectedly. "Sigh..."

...

Two months ago, Ye Anping returned to the Hundred Lotus Sect and asked Pei Lianxue if she wanted to have a big or small wedding...

Pei Lianxue didn\'t care whether the wedding was big or small, so Ye Anping just wanted to invite some acquaintances to have a normal wedding.

However, things didn\'t go according to his will.

Because of the previous Summoning Immortal Order, he, the Young Master of the Hundred Lotus Sect, was now the most popular cultivator in the Western Region, not to mention that he had already reached the Nascent Soul stage at such a young age.

Therefore, after learning about this, many second and third-rate sects in the Western Region sent congratulatory gifts.

Since people had sent gifts, it would be rude not to invite them to have a meal.

Helpless, Ye Anping had to renegotiate with Ye Ao and the others to turn the wedding ceremony, which was originally intended for dozens of people, into a feast for nearly ten thousand people.

Ye Anping did not have any experience in this matter, and the Hundred Lotus Sect had never held such a grand ceremony before. Fortunately, with Tong Zilan and Commander Fu Xuan present, the preparations went smoothly.

However, Ye Anping was the groom after all, and many clans and sects came to befriend him, so he had to greet and meet the cultivators of those clans one by one during this period.

And, with so many people, fights and arguments were inevitable.

Ye Anping also had to keep an eye on the surroundings of the sect with Liang Zhu and Ye Waner, deal with those brawling cultivators, and at the same time, be on guard against people with bad intentions taking advantage of the situation.

In short, Ye Anping was now entangled in all sorts of trivial matters.

-- He couldn\'t even spare the time to make roasted chicken for her...

Feng Yu Die lay on her arm and pouted in boredom. It had been a long time since she had eaten Ye Anping\'s roasted chicken.

Moreover, the marriage prediction booklet seemed to mention that "chickens" were taboo on the wedding day, so all the chickens raised in the Hundred Lotus Sect had been sent to the back mountain and locked up. Even the red-crowned crane worth eight hundred and eighty thousand spirit stones was sent there.

Although, Ye Ao gave it a single room...

"Ah..."

With another sigh, Feng Yu Die buried her face in her arms and leaned on the railing, feeling a little stuffy in her heart.

Tomorrow night, her Master Ye would marry her Sister Pei.

Sister Pei looked very happy, and Master Ye was also very happy.

These were the people she cared about the most. They would definitely be happy if they became a couple. Logically, she should bless them, but...

"Sigh..."

How could she express her sorrow in this situation?!

Feng Yu Die could only sigh continuously to relieve her depression.

"Ah..."

Tap-tap--!

Suddenly, the sound of two clogs sounded from behind, and then a small hand landed on her shoulder.

"Hey! No-bird, why are you sighing here alone?!"

Smelling the alcohol, Feng Yu Die frowned and turned her head to see Yun Jiujiu wearing a golden robe that was two sizes larger than her body. She became a little more energetic. "Jiujiu, when did you arrive..."

Yun Jiujiu jumped onto the railing, bit open the stopper of the jade gourd at her waist, and gulped down two mouthfuls. "I arrived early this morning. My big sister and Yun Xi went with Miss Li and Young Miss Xiao to play mahjong. I said I didn\'t see you, but here you are, all by yourself. What\'s wrong with you? You look even more unlucky than Yun Xi..."

"What\'s wrong with Third Miss Yun?"

"She just entered the gate of the Hundred Lotus Sect this morning and stepped on three piles of dog shit in a row. Now, she even checks if there is anything in the cup when she drinks tea. Tsk tsk tsk..."

Yun Jiujiu shook her head with a sigh, then asked, "Why aren\'t you playing mahjong with Young Miss Xiao and the others?"

"They won\'t play mahjong with me..."

"Oh... Is that so?" Yun Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, and she handed over the wine gourd in her hand. "Wanna drink?"

"No."

Yun Jiujiu glanced at her, gulped down a big mouthful without caring, then wiped her mouth with her sleeve. "Is it because of that Pei girl?"

"Huh?"

"I say, you look so sad! Everyone else here is happy, but you look sad!"

Yun Jiujiu waved her hand as if she\'d had too much wine, then suddenly patted Feng Yu Die on the shoulder in a wise manner. "Don\'t be stubborn and insist on what you shouldn\'t insist on. You and that Pei chick, neither have a bird. The sooner you sort it out, the sooner you\'ll get relief."

"I know."

"I don\'t know what you know! I know you\'re still such a loser! If it were me, I\'d give up on this idea... If you want me to say it, instead of that Pei chick, it would be better to like that Ye guy. At least he has a big bird..."

?

Feng Yu Die froze for a moment and frowned. "How do you know?"

"After the night you cried last time in Sword Sect, my sister was in a wheelchair the next day, so I think his bird must be pretty big..."

Feng Yu Die scratched the back of her head, not quite understanding what she said. After a moment of silence, she asked, "But I\'ve always liked Sister Pei, who is beautiful and powerful..."

"But did she agree?"

Feng Yu Die lowered her eyes and fell silent.

"..."

Yun Jiujiu shook her head, gulped down another sip of wine, and hung the jade gourd back on her waist, sighing. "This is not right. Let go if you can\'t get it! Didn\'t I tell you last time, don\'t be a licking dog!"

"Then, what should I do..."

"What can you do? Just say it to her face." Yun Jiujiu jumped off the railing, grabbed Feng Yu Die\'s shoulder, and said seriously, "Go and tell that Pei chick now that you don\'t like her anymore! This matter will end and remain in the past... There is no creation without destruction~"

Feng Yu Die\'s mind was blank as she looked at Yun Jiujiu\'s face. After a while, she slowly nodded. "I see..."

Pah---

With a grin, Yun Jiujiu slapped Feng Yu Die\'s shoulder hard. "That\'s right! Let\'s go!"

"Ah?"

"Let\'s go now! I\'ll go with you!"

"Ah... wait!"

Without giving Feng Yu Die time to make excuses, Yun Jiujiu\'s shoulder bumped into her belly as she lifted her up, summoning the flying sword, and drawing a spiritual light around the mountain while heading toward the Eastern Peak.

The Eastern Peak was a peak that Ye Ao specially marked out for Ye Anping. Ye Anping didn\'t come back often and didn\'t take care of it. Right now, only a few scattered pavilions were standing on the top of the peak.

The windows of the pavilions were covered with decorations with auspicious words, such as "Double happiness". Many teenage girls from the Hundred Lotus Sect were running around the pavilions in festive red skirts.

Liang Ating stood at the door of the main pavilion with her hands on her hips, commanding these girls like they were little soldiers. "That window paper is a little crooked! You should re-paste it. Then, take out all the green and black koi in the pond and replace them with some red ones! Hehe... let\'s make it more festive!"

"Yes, miss~"

During this period, her aunt was preparing for her wedding and would not come to her to practice the sword. Her father was also busy guarding the surroundings of the sect, so Liang Ating was particularly relaxed. She could play when she wanted to play and sleep when she wanted to sleep. Moreover, she had more than a hundred kids from the Hundred Lotus Sect under her command, and now she really looked like a great leader.

Seeing a flying sword descending from the sky, Liang Ating turned around, and after glimpsing the silver hair, she hurried over. "Second aunt, and aunt... Which aunt are you?"

Yun Jiujiu was stunned. She knocked Liang Ating on the forehead as she put Feng Yu Die off her shoulder. "Is Pei Lianxue here?"

"Yeah... Auntie is trying on makeup."

"Okay..." Yun Jiujiu pushed Feng Yu Die\'s back. "Go! I\'ll wait at the door."

Feng Yu Die nodded blankly, as if she didn\'t realize what she was doing here. She just listened to Yun Jiujiu and walked toward the house.

However, she was stopped by Liang Ating. "Wait, Second aunt! Uncle asked me to keep watch, and you are not allowed to see her before the wedding ceremony..."

Bang---

Before she finished speaking, Yun Jiujiu hit the back of her neck and then put her on her shoulder.

Yun Jiujiu looked at Ating speechlessly and then pushed Feng Yu Die. "Go!"

Feng Yu Die looked at the door, hesitating. "Maybe..."

Yun Jiujiu raised her steamed bun-like fist as veins popped out on her forehead, and she gritted her teeth. "Are you going or not? Believe it or not, I will beat you up!"

"..."

Feng Yu Die pouted and looked at the decorated pavilion door. After taking a deep breath, she stepped forward, opened the door, and walked inside.

On the first floor, several little maids were hanging lanterns, but they didn\'t react to Feng Yu Die\'s arrival. They just took a look and continued to do their work.

Feng Yu Die covered her chest nervously and climbed the redwood stairs from the first floor to the seventh. She heard Xiaodie\'s voice coming from inside the room.

"Sister Pei, this is better~ I think it looks better this way..."

"I don\'t know how to put on makeup. How about I show it to my brother first?"

"The bride can\'t see the groom the day before the wedding, that\'s the rule!"

"But what if my brother doesn\'t like it?"

"Sister Pei, even if you turn into a ghost, Master Ye won\'t dislike you. You grew up together, and you even used to bath together when you were young... Have you forgotten?"

... ...

Feng Yu Die listened to the chatter inside the room, and after hesitating for a long time, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Knock knock---

"Coming! Who is it?..."

Xiaodie ran to the door quickly and opened it. When she saw Feng Yu Die standing outside the door with a nervous look on her face, she was a little surprised and asked, "Miss Feng, you are here..."

"Can I have a few words with Sister Pei?"

"...Yes."

Feng Yu Die nodded to express her gratitude. After Xiaodie made way, she slowly stepped over the threshold.

In front of the dressing table, Pei Lianxue was wearing a red dress, holding the red veil on her head with both hands. She turned her head expressionlessly, and the light eyeshadow above her orange eyes was shimmering with scattered pearl powder...

Feng Yu Die\'s golden eyes widened slightly, and she pursed her lips. She suddenly found herself imagining that Sister Pei was dressed like this for her, or that she dressed like this for Sister Pei.

How nice it would be if she could embrace Sister Pei at this moment...

Unfortunately, the protagonists of this wedding were Sister Pei and Young Master Ye.

She was just a guest...

"..."

Feng Yu Die opened her mouth but did not speak. She suddenly wanted to turn around and leave, but her heart kept telling her not to escape.

Seeing her frozen at the door, Pei Lianxue raised her eyebrows and tilted her head. "Second Idiot, what\'s the matter?"

The emotionless voice awakened the hesitant Feng Yu Die. She took a deep breath and looked at Pei Lianxue\'s face with a faint smile. "Ah... Sister... Sister Pei!! I like you!! From the beginning, I fell in love with you at first sight, so... I don\'t mind you marrying Master Ye. Master Ye is also a very good person, but if possible, can you marry me or marry Master Ye and then marry me too!!!"

?

Xiaodie, who was still holding the door, was almost petrified when she heard this.

Pei Lianxue was also stunned for a long time, but then she refused bluntly. "No. I belong to my brother."

"Is that so..."

"Yes, that\'s it."

Feng Yu Die slowly lowered her head, as if she had already expected this answer. Her expression did not change much, and she just stood there, fiddling with her hands. "Is there no possibility at all..."

"No."

Hearing Pei Lianxue\'s decisive refusal again, Feng Yu Die closed her eyes, and two small pearls squeezed out from the corners of her eyes, but for some reason, she seemed to be relieved.

Her shoulders which were tensed on the way here, were no longer stiff.

The congestion that accumulated in her heart these days was also unblocked.

Just as Yun Jiujiu had said, there was no creation without destruction!

She liked Sister Pei, but Sister Pei didn\'t like her, so she should let go.

Feng Yu Die raised her head, wiped away the two tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and smiled. Squinting her eyes, she looked at Pei Lianxue and said, "Sister Pei, thank you."

"...You\'re welcome?"

"Thank you!! Thank you for giving me back to myself!!!"

"..."

"Happy wedding to Sister Pei and Young Master Ye!!!"

After shouting loudly, Feng Yu Die took one last look at Pei Lianxue\'s face, then turned around and stepped out of the room.

Outside, the sun sank beyond the horizon.

The dim light shone on Feng Yu Die\'s face, clothes, and silver hair as if covering her with a layer of light golden veil.

Now, she was free to love Young Master Ye wholeheartedly.

"Hehe..."

With a chuckle, Feng Yu Die jumped off the railing in one step and landed steadily in front of the pavilion door.

Yun Jiujiu was leaning against the door with her arms crossed, drinking from time to time. Seeing Feng Yu Die falling from the sky, she was startled. She quickly put away her wine gourd and ran up to her. "Did you tell her?"

Feng Yu Die turned her head, and looking at her face that had regained its spirit, Yun Jiujiu\'s frowned eyebrows finally relaxed.

She slapped Feng Yu Die on the back and hugged her shoulders. "Alright, alright, let\'s go! Come drink with me!"

"Okay! Hehe..."