You Promised to Be an Idle Son-in-Law, How Could You Become a Land Immortal?

As the older sister, seeing how deeply in love Jinghong and Chen Yi were, she knew she shouldn’t and couldn’t possibly do something so despicable.

But the bitterness in her heart kept her from making a ruthless decision.

This wasn’t Xiao Wan’er’s first time considering cutting off contact with Chen Yi. Like when she first received *Wan God’s Ode*. Or like when Chen Yi held her hand...

She considered it over and over, but the result was always the same.

Deep in her heart, a clear figure had already taken root. Coupled with what she had experienced yesterday—when she was so close to death, it was Chen Yi who gave her hope. No, not just hope. He had personally saved her and brought her back into a world full of color.

She didn’t want to, nor was she willing to be so absolute.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Jinghong put down her bowl and chopsticks. Not noticing anything unusual about Xiao Wan’er, she followed her grandfather’s instructions.

”Wan’er, last night Grandfather told me to come and ask you,” she said. ”Do you have any feelings for ’Chen Yu’ from Hundred Herbs Hall?”

Xiao Wan’er looked up blankly. Chen Yu?

She looked at Chen Yi and subconsciously almost nodded, but once she realized what was being said, panic flashed across her face.

”N-no, I have no feelings for him.”

Chen Yi nearly shoved his bowl into his mouth. Not waiting for Xiao Jinghong to press further, he put down his bowl and chopsticks.

”Madam, is Grandfather planning to have Wan’er marry ’Chen Yu’?”

Xiao Jinghong paused. Looking at Xiao Wan’er, who had shrunk half her face into the collar of her cloak, she nodded.

”Grandfather does indeed have that idea.

”That ’Chen Yu’ is young and promising, with extraordinary talent. He has achieved success in both Martial Arts and the Medical Dao, making him truly a rare find.

”If you’re interested, Wan’er, I’ll go see him personally later.”

Xiao Wan’er hurriedly shook her head. ”Jinghong, there’s no need. I-I have no feelings for that Chen Yu, and I w-would never m-marry him...”

By the end of her sentence, a bitter smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, hidden behind her collar. It was as if she wasn’t talking about ”Chen Yu,” but rather Chen Yi.

Chen Yi looked at her, then at Xiao Jinghong, whose expression remained normal. Placing both hands on his knees and suppressing the urge to curl his toes in awkwardness, he braced himself and asked, ”Madam, ’Brother Chen Yu’ has extraordinary talent in Martial Arts?”

”Yes, Grandfather told me.”

Out of caution, Xiao Jinghong did not reveal that Chen Yu was actually ”Dragon Tiger” Liu Wu. After a brief explanation, she asked, ”Chen Yi, I heard you have some personal ties with ’Chen Yu’?”

Chen Yi forced a calm smile and said, ”As for personal ties... I suppose you could say we are quite close.

”I have met him a few times and know he has extraordinary achievements in the Medical Dao. It’s just that...”

”Just what?”

”It’s just that ’Chen Yu’ has his heart set on the Jianghu. I’m afraid it would be very difficult for him to settle down in Shu State.”

Xiao Jinghong frowned slightly. ”Are you saying he’ll leave and never come back?”

Chen Yi nodded. ”He came to Shu State to repay Grandfather. In the future, he still has to follow his master’s orders to travel the world and treat the common people.

”That’s what he told me, so I reckon he won’t stay in Shu State forever.”

Hearing this, Xiao Jinghong’s brow relaxed. ”Such a person is indeed unsuitable,” she said thoughtfully.

Because of the Wu Mountain Mutual Market and the Dingyuan Army, Xiao Jinghong naturally knew what it felt like to be separated from Chen Yi more often than they were together.

If ”Chen Yu” turned out to be like her in the future, wouldn’t Wan’er be left alone in an empty house all the time? After all, Xiao Wan’er’s body was completely unsuited for long journeys.

Xiao Wan’er breathed a sigh of relief. ”Jinghong, you are already busy enough with your own affairs. You really shouldn’t worry about mine.”

Chen Yi smiled and nodded, shooting her a reassuring glance. ”Wan’er is right... In my opinion, we should wait until Madam has met him before discussing this further.”

He thought, ”Meet him? If you actually manage to meet ’Chen Yu,’ I’ll eat my hat!”