Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1312
Chapter 1312: Chapter 1299: I don't want you to fall into danger because of me_1 Chapter 1312: Chapter 1299: I don't want you to fall into danger because of me_1 “No, that's not what I meant.”
Mu Fan was at a loss for words, unable to come up with a better explanation. He expressed his apology: “I just don't want you to get into danger because of me.”
“Brother Mu, we are friends who have been through life and death together. Friends should help each other, no matter the danger,”
Qing Yuan smiled brightly, his eyes shining: “You don't need to persuade me anymore. From the moment you saved me in the Spirits and Demons Cemetery, Qing Yuan has acknowledged you.”
“Whether you believe it or not, Qing Yuan has made up his mind to repay your life-saving kindness. Even if it means climbing mountains of knives and descending into seas of fire, I will not back down.”
There was a moment of silence in the forest.
Perhaps the young man's passionate declaration was too heart-stirring.
Mu Fan's emotions were complex, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment.
After a long silence, he suddenly sighed, took his sword, and turned to leave.
“Since you insist on this, let's go around and head for Cangzhou. If we can't make it within a month, it's still better than losing our lives.”
“Hey, Brother Mu, what do you mean? Are you looking down on me?”
Seeing him leaving without a word, Qing Yuan was stunned.
When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
As the Emperor of Hundred Transformations, the most mysterious figure in the Cultivation World, he was actually scoffed at.
If his disciples knew about this, they would be laughing their heads off.
*
As promised, Mu Fan took Qing Yuan's safety into consideration during the following journey, making detours to Cangzhou despite the risk of being reprimanded by his Master for being late.
At noon, a black awning boat drifted along with the tide and sailed with the wind.
“Who pines for whom with brows and eyes, and smiles like flowers bloom; who causes chaos in realms and nations, with their graceful countenance's loom; who promises rivers and mountains just to paint another's face, and gives up the crowded roads to walk alone at heaven's gates?”
Amidst the green hills and clear waters, a melodious and pleasant song echoed. Qing Yuan sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, fishing with a singing heart and a happy hum of his hometown's ballad.
Mu Fan didn't know why, but upon hearing the melodious song, the familiar scenes stirred something within him, causing two teardrops to unexpectedly fall down his cheeks.
“I lead my armies with a whip in hand, to face a rain of sand; I enter cities as the sandstorm settles, just to see your smiling face. Only to witness your unparalleled elegance and grace.”
“I renounce the bustling world, betraying my country and my people's embrace; only to wander the ends of the earth with you, watching the cherry blossoms as they cascade.”
Qing Yuan was in high spirits, swinging his fishing rod and happily singing.
Mu Fan was suddenly struck by a surge of emotion, staring at the crystal-clear teardrops in his palm. His heart stirred tumultuously, unable to calm down for a long time.
“Hahaha, the fish is hooked.”
As the fishhook sank, Qing Yuan rejoiced. He stood up from where he was sitting on the bow of the boat and began wrestling with the hooked fish.
The fish struggled fiercely, thrashing and jumping in the water. The fishing line stretched as tight as a bowstring, the fishing rod bending to the point of nearly breaking.
“Brother Mu, come help me.”
Qing Yuan used his toes to nudge a fishing net and kicked it to Mu Fan.
“Alright.”
Mu Fan returned to his senses, subconsciously wiping his eyes with his sleeve before catching the net and moving to the bow of the boat.
“Brother Mu, I'll pull the fish, and you scoop.”
Seeing that help had arrived, Qing Yuan's spirits rose, and he started pulling the fish back in.
Being tall with long legs, Mu Fan leaned half his body over the side of the boat, extending the net deep into the water to scoop up the fish.
“Good catch! This fish, is at least ten pounds. It's enough for both of us to feast on,”
Qing Yuan beamed, put away the fishing rod, took a net from the Storage Ring, put the fish into it, and tied it at the stern of the boat.
Chapter end
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