Chapter 233: Backlash
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The greed in Murong Yong’s eyes for a moment was like a greedy ferocious beast blooming with a fierce glint.
‘You overestimate yourself.” Gu Yanfei sneered and subconsciously reached for her sword again, only to see Gu Yunzhen slowly walking forward with an umbrella.
The huge umbrella made Gu Yunzhen’s fair face look especially small. Her skin was as delicate as jade, like a gentle, dignified, and quiet Guanyin jade statue.
However, the girl said something shocking. “Second Young Master Murong, I’m not marrying you.”
“The Murong family forced me to rush joy by marrying you, so now I’m only rejecting the offer.’
‘We don’t owe each other anything.”
Gu Yunzhen’s tone was calm and composed. She was neither ashamed nor resentful, nor did she have any intention of venting her anger. She was just telling the other party her decision.
After a long silence, he asked slowly, “Are you... really going to break off the engagement?”
There was an imperceptible hoarseness in his deep voice. His figure was tall and slender in the howling wind.
‘Yes.” Gu Yunzhen nodded without hesitation. Her expression and voice were still calm as she calmly looked up into the other party’s eyes.
It was a decision she had made on her own.
Murong Yong took a deep breath. The cold and damp air entered his lungs, bringing with it a hint of coldness, making him feel a chill from his fingertips to the surface of his body.
The darkness of his moment just now was laid bare in front of her , making him ashamed and guilty.
Murong Yong stood a few steps away from Gu Yunzhen in a daze. The shadow of the cypress tree above covered his face, making his face dark He looked at Gu Yunzhen with a gaze that couldn’t be said to be shock or scrutiny.
She was different from the women he had seen in the past.
She looked soft and submissive, but in fact, she was assertive.
She looked gentle and demure, but she actually had her own style.
He narrowed his eyes at Gu Yunzhen, making his eyes look especially long. His deep eyes were like chains wrapped tightly around her.
Bits of snow floated on his head, the tip of his nose, the corners of his lips, and he didn’t move, like a cold stone statue.
“There’s still time!” Shangqing Spiritual Master said in an exasperated tone. “There’s still time to rush joy now.”
As long as Murong Yong and Gu Yunzhen immediately bowed to the heavens and the earth here, the wedding ceremony would be completed.
The rushing of joy would have succeeded!
He wouldn’t be implicated in this karma...
Shangqing Spiritual Master’s heart raced. He rushed towards Gu Yunzhen in three steps, but Murong Yong blocked him with his arm. The young man’s strong arm was like a spear.
Murong Yong couldn’t help but look at Gu Yunzhen and ask, “What if it’s not to rush joy?”
If his grandmother wasn’t seriously ill and they would get married in April the following year, would she still break off the engagement?
Murong Yong’s deep gaze was still fixed on her face. There was a hint of heat, hope, and an almost invisible longing.
” Gu Yunzhen’s long eyelashes were stained with a few snowflakes. When she blinked slightly, they flickered.
There was a blank look in her dark eyes.
But wasn’t it the Murong family who suggested rushing the joy?
Seeing that Murong Yong was still dilly-dallying, Shangqing Spiritual Master frowned deeply. Just as he was about to push Murong Yong away, he looked up and saw Gu Yanfei’s half-smile.
His heart tightened as fear rose in his heart.
After quickly weighing the pros and cons in his heart, he decisively changed his words. “Without her, there’s still Liu Muyu!”
‘Second Young Master Murong, since she doesn’t agree to rush joy, let’s not pester her anymore and hurry back to the Murong family.
If they returned to the Murong family now, they would still be able to make it in time. As long as Murong Yong accepted Liu Muyu, Old Madam Murong would be able to “live”!
Shangqing Spiritual Master’s eyes were as sinister as an owl.
“It’s too late.’
Gu Yanfei said these words meaningfully again.
Gu Yanfei raised her hand to catch a few snowflakes. Her smile was as cold as snow, and her expression was firm.
As soon as she said this, Shangqing Spiritual Master’s heart seemed to be clenched in the palm of an invisible hand, or his soul was pinched. He was so cold from head to toe that there was no warmth.
‘Blargh!”
A strong, sweet smell came from his throat. Shangqing Spiritual Master’s upper body leaned forward slightly and he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.
Dark red blood sprayed onto the ground like red plums. It was a shocking sight.
‘Spiritual Master!” His servant called out nervously and hurriedly went to help Shangqing Spiritual Master.
Shangqing Spiritual Master’s pupils dilated. He waved his hand and pushed the servant away. His face was as pale as paper, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his lips. He was so weak that he looked as if he had been seriously ill, and even his fingers were trembling..