Ink Blade Chapter 67 (Part 2)
Translated by Sylver
Chapter 67.2 To Remain Together Forever (part 2)
“Announce it to Jianghu, hold a grand ceremony, and let the world know who the husband of the Jiuzhong Palace Master is.”
Mo Ren started to frown when he heard the first sentence, and advised in a low voice, “Master, this matter needs to be considered in the long term, after all, this subordinate’s status is low…”
But he was suddenly startled by the word “husband”, and his eyes widened slightly in surprise.
Chu Yan turned the guard’s face towards himself and began to kiss him affectionately, “If Ah Ren doesn’t want winter, how about spring?”
In the end, they settled on spring, choosing an auspicious day.
According to Chu Yan’s intention, he wanted to make it as big as possible. He was like this by nature, passionate in love and hate, and if he liked someone, he had to give that person the best.
But Mo Ren still had concerns, and after much back and forth, Chu Yan finally conceded a step and didn’t go so far as to send invitations all over Jianghu.
They just laid out the victorious red silk in the Jiuzhong Palace, invited the Xuyang Sword Sect, the Shuijing Tower, and a few families they had made friends with during the war in Southern Xinjiang.
When the auspicious day finally came, they didn’t show anything on their faces, but in fact, they were all extremely nervous.
What Chu Yan was nervous about was that he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to do better than the one that was ruined by Bai Hua in his previous life, which made Ah Ren feel lost.
Actually, this was an overthought. In his previous life, the Jiuzhong Palace had already been defeated, with enemies everywhere, and many of the disciples were disheartened. It was a point of red that was propped up in the desolate winter.
Where could it compare to today’s grand spring banquet, gathering people to celebrate, with smiles on their faces? Seeing the green mountains overlapping, the snow melting into the stream; hundreds of flowers blooming wildly, swallows and sparrows coming in droves. The red silk hanging in the palace was personally chosen by Qiu Jin, and the four shadow guardians and three hall masters also got a holiday, chatting and drinking happily.
This situation, on the contrary, made Mo Ren even more nervous. He was nervous about himself.
After all, a secret guard who came out of the Dark Hall, in terms of appearance and demeanor, where could he compare with Bai Hua’s charming and seductive posture. Not to mention that he had never worn such a bright red color before, and if he couldn’t hold it up after putting it on, it would look even uglier…right?
Mo Ren knew that the palace master truly loved him, but he still couldn’t help but think too much, and the more he thought, the less confident he became.
After dawdling in the room for a while, he finally changed into that bright red wedding dress, looked in the mirror, and couldn’t tell whether it was beautiful or ugly, so he had to resign himself to walking out.
As soon as he entered the main hall, Mo Ren was startled to find that the lively conversation had suddenly stopped, and all the people inside were looking at him. Just listening to Ying Lei sighing in surprise, pulling Ying Yu and saying, “My mother, Guard Mo this… this…”
“…..”
Mo Ren's heart was pounding with fear, but he had no way out, so he had to grit his teeth and walk in with his head held high.
He walked all the way to Chu Yan, didn’t dare to lift his head, and called out in a low voice, “Master.”
Ying Lei slapped his thigh, lamenting, “You say, if Guard Mo had come to his senses a bit earlier, dressed like this and acted coquettishly in the Palace Master’s arms, would there be any trouble with Bai Hua!?”
Ying Yu was also staring straight at Mo Ren, his mouth wide open, “My God, I never thought that Elder brother would look so good in red! Right, Brother Feng?”
Ying Feng helplessly patted Ying Yu’s head, and Ying Dian next to him said faintly, “Otherwise, Guard Mo is so white, isn’t he suitable for red?”
“Yesterday, Miss Qiu Jin joked with me, saying that when her Elder Brother Mo came out in this outfit, the Palace Master would probably be captivated…”
As for Master Chu’s reaction?
He was indeed captivated. Regardless of the public, he stared and held his treasure without letting go, calling “Ah Ren” and pressing his lips to his.
The incense was then lit, the music played, followed the rules of worshiping and paying respects, and the newlyweds knelt and bowed.
Mo Ren didn’t want to, no matter what, in his heart he was still first and foremost Chu Yan’s guard, how could he let the palace master kneel to him? Only this time, Chu Yan did not give in, and they bowed to each other as husband and wife, then Chu Yan took Mo Ren’s hand and they stood up together.
That night, the bridal chamber was again full of spring.
Mo Ren, originally a celibate from the Dark Hall, was taken care of by Chu Yan, who explored him from shallow to deep, doubling the affection he owed before leaving last autumn.
Just in time for the good spring light, the outside was finely falling into a shower of rain and dew, making the new buds tremble. By the middle of the night, both of them had lost their bearings a bit, changing positions and entwining intensely several times.
Finally, Mo Ren's eyes were lost and his spine was tense. His fingertips almost tore apart the sheets, until the waves climbed to the summit again, instantly turning into white light and crashing down, shattering his mind.
The guard trembled and raised his slender neck, choked up and let out a cry, then fainted in the overly stimulating pleasure.
Only then did Chu Yan stop with a low pant, he was really scared when he saw that he had made the person faint, and he regretted it terribly when he came back to his senses. Mo Ren, on the other hand, only fainted for a few moments before he came to his senses, and in his daze, he obediently leaned towards the palace master. Chu Yan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, he kissed the guard’s forehead and murmured, “Ah Ren, stop messing around, we’re not doing it anymore, not doing it anymore.”
After a pause, Chu Yan took Mo Ren to bathe and clean. There were only two dim lanterns hanging in the bath, they soaked in the warm water, cuddling each other, slowly talking about their feelings.
…As they were talking, they almost got carried away again. But this time, no matter what Chu Yan said, he didn’t want to do it again, fearing that the guard’s body was not fully recovered, and he might get sick again.
After going back and forth like this, in the end, they tossed and turned and didn’t actually go to sleep until it was almost dawn.
Unaware of the dawn in their spring sleep.
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Several days later.
The pear blossoms under Tianlan Mountain were in full bloom.
Two steeds galloped down from the Jiuzhong Palace, carrying a master and servant both dressed in black robes, and turned into a small path in the southern mountain.
From a distance, the delicate stone table and chairs were covered with pear blossom petals, as if waiting for an old friend to return and sweep away the fallen flowers.
Chu Yan and Mo Ren looked at each other and smiled, each urging their horses.
Behind them, the wind blew like a song, and the pear blossoms were blown like snow.
(End of Main Story)
This is the end of the main story, but stay tuned for a couple more extras!
