In the mottled green copper incense burner, several soothing incense sticks burned with wisps of white smoke, filling the entire main house with fragrant mist.
Yun Yiyi was lying on the bed, staring at the spirit stone chandelier on the ceiling with a dull expression. She tried to raise her hand but only moved her fingers a little...
"Oooh~~~"
It was as if she had been running all night last night while carrying hundreds of pounds of rocks without stopping. Every bone and muscle in her body protested.
Yun Yiyi bit her lips as the memories of last night surfaced in her mind.
---She gave Ye Anping the *Seven-Element Flower*...
---She firmly climbed on top of him...
---Ye Anping reversed the situation...
---Yiyi begged for mercy...
She never expected that Ye Anping, who seemed so serious and respectful in appearance, could be so unbridled.
He was obviously just a slim teenager, about the same height as her, only about seventeen years old...
And what happened with "not getting it up"?
You fucking call that not getting it up? Then, who else in this world does it?
Oh yeah, he's been lying from the beginning to the end...
"Woo..."
Yun Yiyi had some regrets, estimating that even if he didn't use a drug, she might not be able to stand it. What's more, the *Seven-Element Flower* was a rare spirit flower, and there were not many of them in the entire **Southern Region**.
She now understood why some places had the custom of "trial marriage".
If she really got married to Ye Anping, how would she be different from a paralyzed person in the future?
"No wonder he was so reluctant to be intimate with me... he was worried I couldn't take it. But if he wants a girl who can take it, he needs to find one that's a level or two higher... "
Yun Yiyi murmured in a hoarse voice. Suddenly, her expression became resolute. She bit her lips and whispered. "Why should I care about his future? He doesn't want to marry me anyway. After he's gone, I'll probably never see him again."
*Knock knock---*
There were two knocks on the door, and Yun Yiyi instantly jolted.
"Oh~~"
So sore...
Not good!
"Hiss---" She took a deep breath, suppressed the pain all over her body, and asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me."
Ye Anping's cold voice came from outside, and Yun Yiyi's body instinctively trembled. It was probably a lingering nervous reflex from last night.
Biting her lips, she forced herself to calm down.
It was broad daylight, and the *Cloud Mansion* was full of servants. If he tried something, someone would come to rescue her.
"Please come in."
The door opened, and Huang Quan led Ye Anping inside.
Seeing Yun Yiyi still lying on the bed, Huang Quan quickly went up to her. "Eldest Miss, Young Master is here to apologize to you. I will help you down."
Down and directly sprawled on the ground... Yun Yiyi hurriedly replied, "No need. I'll just lie down like this."
"Ah?" Huang Quan gave a slight start. "But..."
She wanted to say that it was not polite toward the Young Master, but Ye Anping knew that Yun Yiyi probably couldn't move now, so he interrupted her. "It doesn't matter. Huang Quan, you go out and wait at the door. I will speak privately with Eldest Miss Yun."
Hearing these words, Yun Yiyi's heart skipped a beat, and she was a little scared.
After he sent her to hell last night, would he still think about that? Could she still accept it if they weren't doing it like yesterday? But what if it happened again?
"Oh... yes, Master."
Huang Quan nodded slightly, bowed to them, and then walked out the door.
Looking at Huang Quan's retreating figure, Yun Yiyi almost wanted to cry, but she couldn't think of any excuse to keep her here.
Xiao Tian floated to Yun Yiyi at this moment and kicked her in the head. *"Bad woman! Seducing my Anping, huh? My Anping is not something that a little vixen like you can handle."*
"Sigh..."
Ye Anping sighed wordlessly, then walked forward and sat on the edge of the bed. Expressionless, he lifted the quilt covering Yun Yiyi a little and placed the sword finger of his right hand on the sole of her foot.
Seeing Ye Anping's actions, Yun Yiyi suddenly trembled.
"Oh~~"
So sore...
"Ye... Young Master Ye, as promised... after last night, none of us owe anyone anything. I will let you go, you..." Yun Yiyi said in a trembling voice, and then pursed her lips and stopped. As if resigned to fate, she closed her eyes tightly and squeezed out a few tears. "Can you be a little gentler? I won't make a sound... If the servants hear me, it will be embarrassing."
"..."
Ye Anping felt a little helpless and said nothing. He sent his spiritual sense through the meridians on her soles to detect the state of her body and also checked the injuries.
There was some edema, but it was not a big problem, it should recover in ten days to half a month.
After making sure that Yun Yiyi would not be left with after-effects, Ye Anping took his hand back. "Miss Yun, you went a little too far last night."
?
Who went too far?
Well, it did seem out of line... Yun Yiyi pouted. "...Sorry."
"It's okay." Ye Anping replied expressionlessly. "After you recover, find a *Spirit Gathering Array*, and you should be able to break through to the late stage of *Foundation Building*. You absorbed a lot of my energy yesterday."
"Absorbed your energy..." Yun Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked worried. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to absorb your energy... I really didn't."
"I'm fine."
"..."
Ye Anping turned to look at her, and seeing her messy golden hair scattered behind her, he reached out to straighten it. Then, he took out two scrolls of golden bamboo slips from his storage bag and placed them on the side of her pillow. "This is what I found then: the two sword methods, *Interrogation Sword* and *Leaf Shadow Sword*, in Immortal Yun Jian's handwriting. I'm returning them to the original owner."
Yun Yiyi glanced at them, her eyes widening. "But this was your opportunity. Why are you giving it to me?"
Ye Anping pursed his mouth. "This is the original. I have a few backups."
"Oh..."
Yun Yiyi felt a little embarrassed. She suddenly realized that she had become stupid, actually asking such an idiotic question. She took a deep breath to calm her mind.
"Why does it seem you're treating me like you're visiting a brothel?"
?
Ye Anping was puzzled. "Huh?"
"Whoring me out with your energy and two copies of the sword techniques."
"... So you don't want it?"
"I didn't say that." Yun Yiyi thought for a while, then murmured, "One hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones, three high-quality swords, a pair of spiritual gold rings, twenty heavenly materials and earthly treasures, eighty-eight sheep and pigs, five sets of bedding and sheets, and two house deeds..."
"?"
"I have also whored you out, so I should reward you with something. I will ask my servant to deliver it to you later, and then you can leave the *Cloud Mansion* on your own, and no one will stop you."
Ye Anping couldn't help but snort a laugh at these words, and he asked, "Is this the betrothal gift you originally prepared?"
"Well, it was prepared a long time ago." Yun Yiyi averted her eyes. "Now that you've withdrawn from the marriage, I won't let you return those things, understand?"
Ye Anping was silent for a while, then stood up and formally cupped his hands. "Thank you. I'll take my leave then."
"..."
Seeing Ye Anping turn around and prepare to leave so simply, Yun Yiyi's eyelashes trembled slightly and she opened her mouth, but in the end, she suppressed her desire to stop him.
When he was at the door, she took a deep breath and asked, "Young Master Ye, will we meet again?"
After a slight pause, Ye Anping nodded and replied. "I'm sure we'll meet again some day."
Yun Yiyi pursed her lips when she heard this. Although Ye Anping lied to her from start to finish, why was she still so stupid in front of him?
Maybe this "we'll meet again" wasn't a lie, but maybe it was.
Anyway, she was willing to be deceived.
Ye Anping opened the door with a creak and walked out of the main house of *Cloud Mansion*. Then, he saw a bandaged person in a wheelchair at the bottom of the stairs, outside the gate, waiting there. Behind the wheelchair stood Zhang Yihe.
Yun Xi watched Ye Anping walk out of the main house and raised her finger.
Zhang Yihe quickly bowed his head next to Yun Xi and then said to Ye Anping, "Third Miss said, good afternoon, Master Ye."
"..."
Ye Anping didn't know what expression to make. He really didn't recognize Yun Xi at first glance. He faltered but nodded and cupped his hands. "Greetings, Third Miss."
Zhang Yihe listened again and said, "Third Miss said, Young Master Ye doesn't need to be formal."
