The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix – Chapter 241

Chapter 241: Yiyi, Unfathomable

As dusk settled, lanterns were lit along the corridors of the Yun Manor, though many Sword Sect disciples still patrolled within.

On the second-floor balcony of the Main Hall, Yun Yiyi, draped in a floating cloud-patterned blanket, knelt before her favorite guqin. Her slender fingers plucked mournful melodies reminiscent of immortal mountains and pavilions.

From time to time, she would steal a glance at the youth beside her, who listened intently.

His handsome, cool face was framed by deep purple eyes, like exquisite jewels that could captivate the gazes of countless women, yet revealing no emotion.

She cherished this expression of Ye Anping’s, but it also caused her a trace of distress.

—She simply couldn’t fathom Ye Anping’s thoughts.

And if asked if Ye Anping liked her?

Yun Yiyi lacked the confidence to answer “yes.” She could tell Ye Anping didn’t seem particularly invested in her, appearing more to be following his parents’ wishes and being forced into marrying her.

In their nearly month-long acquaintance, Yun Yiyi had consistently felt like she was offering a warm face to a cold backside. While Ye Anping hadn’t shown outright resistance, he hadn’t fully accepted her either.

Moreover…

The day the Sword Pavilion had trouble, his junior sister from the Hundred Lotus Sect seemed to have pursued him here, even shouting publicly about wanting to marry him. Afterwards, he had secretly snuck out to meet his junior sister behind her back…

At this thought, Yun Yiyi stopped her fingers from strumming the strings, letting the music fade.

—Did Ye Anping see her as the villain who broke him and his junior sister apart?

—Should she ask?

—But if she asked, he certainly wouldn’t tell her the truth, only making things more difficult for him.

However, Yun Yiyi understood.

His junior sister had been his childhood sweetheart, growing up together for many years, while she had only known Ye Anping for about a month.

It was understandable that Ye Anping wasn’t yet devoted to her.

But she would make Ye Anping appreciate her, and she would shift his affections from his junior sister to herself. It would just take time.

Yun Yiyi frowned slightly, suddenly recalling the words Zhuang Yan had spoken to her and Yun Jiujiu when they were locked in the dungeon a few days prior.

Zhuang Yan seemed to have kidnapped them for the sake of “Yun Kunwu.”

In other words, this was not an attack from an outside sect’s cultivator, but an internal matter of the Sword Sect.

As the saying goes, family scandals should not be aired publicly.

Ye Anping had been implicated in this internal Sword Sect affair and had even nearly lost his life. How would he view her? How would he view the Sword Sect?

“Young Master Ye, I promise you, the events of a few days ago will never happen again.”

Hearing this, Ye Anping paused his tea-drinking, hesitated, and then shook his head:

“I don’t mind. Who could have predicted that thieves would enter the Moon Shadow Sword Sect to abduct people? As your husband, I should have been by your side that night, shielding you with my body. If anything, it is I who should be… that Eldest Miss Yun nearly met with an accident.”

As he spoke, Yun Yiyi quickly raised a finger to his lips to interrupt him:

“Young Master Ye, you are marrying into my family, you are my husband. And as the mistress of this place, I naturally must make you feel at home. Rather than such comforting words, I would prefer to hear you complain to me.”

“Complain?”

“Mmm… for example…” Yun Yiyi paused, then said with a semblance of playfulness, “What exactly is going on with your Sword Sect? Why should your internal troubles involve me?! Why can’t Sword Sect disciples handle such matters properly? Something like that…”

Ye Anping smiled and shook his head, replying:

“I have never thought that way.”

“Really?” Yun Yiyi shook her head disbelievingly and said, “If you think that way, you should just say it.”

Ye Anping sighed faintly, pondered for a moment, and asked:

“I truly harbor no thoughts of complaint, but this matter is indeed peculiar. Eldest Miss Yun, Second Miss, and Third Miss were all attacked on the same day. The abductors only cared about taking your lives and nothing else; what was their purpose?”

Yun Yiyi rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment, feeling a bit perplexed:

“When my second sister and I were confined in the dungeon that night, Elder Zhuang told us that neither I, nor Jiujiu, nor Yun Xi, were qualified to sit on the Sword Sect Master’s throne, only his disciple Yun Kunwu was. Furthermore, the internal disciples killed in the Sword Pavilion previously were all from Yun Kunwu’s faction.”

“Yun Kunwu?”

“Yes, the eldest young master of the Yun Family, my elder brother, so to speak. But as far as I know, he perished long ago, seemingly from Heavenly Tribulation. Yet Zhuang Yan adamantly claims he is imprisoned in the Sword Sect’s forbidden grounds…”

“Have the elders go check the forbidden grounds?”

“The Sword Sect’s forbidden grounds are the Thousand Sword Pool, filled with countless restrictions. Unless my father personally opens the restrictions after exiting seclusion, no one can enter.”

Ye Anping followed her train of thought and added:

“If only Master Yun can open the restrictions, then Zhuang Yan’s efforts are in vain?”

“Yes, that’s why I find it puzzling,” Yun Yiyi nodded. “He spoke so confidently then, clearly believing he had a way to release Yun Kunwu from the forbidden grounds, but how could he bypass the restrictions set by my father…”

“Then we will wait and see?”

“It’s hard to sit still, but we have no further leads at the moment.”

Yun Yiyi let out a slightly weary sigh, then pursed her lips slightly, moved closer to Ye Anping, and tilted her head:

“Let’s not talk about this. Young Master Ye, would you perhaps like to share a bath with me tonight?”

Ye Anping’s expression remained calm. He didn’t answer immediately, his gaze shifting to Huang Quan, who stood guard nearby.

Catching his gaze, Huang Quan immediately understood. Mustering her courage, she stepped forward and said:

“Eldest Miss, isn’t that inappropriate? You and the son-in-law are not yet married.”

Hearing this, Yun Yiyi’s eyebrows immediately knitted together. She glanced at Huang Quan, perhaps wondering if this girl had suddenly grown a pair of bold eyes to interrupt a conversation between her superiors.

“Huang Quan…”

Huang Quan immediately flinched, but then glancing at the son-in-law and recalling the secret he had told her, she ultimately gathered her courage and said:

“This servant… this servant is speaking unwelcome truths, Miss…”

Ye Anping quickly supported her statement, replying:

“Eldest Miss Yun, the words of Miss Huang Quan are indeed unwelcome truths. It is indeed improper to be so intimate before the wedding rites.”

Yun Yiyi pouted, giving Huang Quan a sharp look, and then forced a smile, saying:

“Yes… it is indeed not quite proper. Then, Young Master Ye, I will prepare to continue my rest. Young Master Ye, would you accompany me to Jian Jiu Peak tomorrow? I wish to see Yun Jiujiu.”

“I shall accompany you.” Ye Anping understood her intention. He stood up and cupped his hands in a bow. “Then I shall take my leave.”

With that, he turned and walked down the stairs, preparing to return to his bedroom.

Seeing Ye Anping leave, Huang Quan’s face turned pale. She had already half-expected that the Eldest Miss would likely scold her harshly.

But for the son-in-law, what was a scolding? She could endure it!

“Huang Quan…”

“Ah… this servant is here.”

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