Chapter 111: Oh no, a nosebleed!
Chapter 111: Oh no, a nosebleed!
Leng Wuyan said nervously, “Don’t open it now!”
Li Ran was a little suspicious.
Giving him a gift but not letting him open it?
She blushed and stammered, “W-wait for me to leave before you open it. Also, you have to look at it alone. No one else is allowed to see it.”
Without waiting for Li Ran to reply, she left in a panic.
Li Ran couldn’t help scratching his head.
“So mysterious?” He weighed the box and felt that it was as light as a feather. “Master did not write me a love letter, did she? No wonder she’s so shy, hehe.”
Li Ran took the box and returned to the study. He carefully opened the red ribbon and opened the lid of the gift box.
One could only see that there was a piece of pink cloth inside, with a delicate texture, even smoother than silk.
“What is this…?”
He took out the cloth and instantly turned to stone.
It was a pink dudou!
There were several hollowed-out places on the surface. The cloth was pitifully thin, and it also emitted a faint fragrance.
Moreover, the fragrance was very familiar.
Li Ran gulped. “Why did Master give me such a thing?”
This was too shameful!
At that moment, he discovered that there was a note in the box.
He took it out and took a look. His eyes widened.
“F*ck!”
The note said:
[Disloyal disciple, I know what you like, but forgive Master for not being able to comply…This dudou has been worn for five days and you can witness it with your eyes… Happy Frost Origin Festival.Also, please don’t do anything strange to it.]
Li Ran looked at the note and then at the undergarment. His brain was about to shut down.
The New Year’s gift from his master was her own dudou?!
No wonder she did not let him open it!
Ah, this…
Li Ran looked at the crooked handwriting on the note. He could imagine how nervous Leng Wuyan was when she wrote.
“No wonder this fragrance is so familiar. So it’s Master’s body fragrance…”
Li Ran went to smell it like a crazy man.
The image of his Master wearing it with shyness appeared in his mind.
Oh no, my nose is bleeding…
“The one who truly understands me is Master!”
Li Ran wiped the blood from his nose and made a vow to the heavens and earth. “One day, I will make Master wear it for me!”
When he recalled his master’s cold face, he couldn’t help feeling a surge of emotions.
“Such a good New Year!”
“I should go perform in the Frost Origin Festival tonight…”
Li Ran thought about it and made a decision.
—
The sky had already darkened.
The lanterns of Mount Xuanling were lit.
The palace was bustling with noise and excitement.
Several disciples sat cross-legged in front of the high platform with various spiritual teas and fruits placed beside them.
Leng Wuyan was seated at the top of the first row, with the elders of the other peaks beside her.
Everyone was waiting for the start of the performance.
The elders all had smiles on their faces. This was one of the few pleasures in their boring cultivation days.
Elder Sun said with a smile, “Sect Master, the Frost Origin Festival was organized by Elder Yang from Sixth Peak. It’s said that the festival is very good. I’m looking forward to it.”
“Yes, I’m also looking forward to it.” Leng Wuyan nodded.
However, she wasn’t looking forward to the show. She was looking forward to her date with Li Ran.
As the sect master, she had to attend this kind of sect event. Then she would slip away when the performance was nearing the end.
Dong!
Accompanied by the melodious sound of the bell, the scene fell silent.
Sixth Peak’s Elder Yang stood up and said, “I announce that the Frost Origin Festival will officially begin!”
“Okay!”
There were warm cheers and applause below.
Then, one show after another was shown on the stage.
Storytelling, opera, dragon, and lion dance… Some people went on stage to demonstrate their cultivation and practice with each other.
It was similar to folk entertainment.
The disciples weren’t professional, there were more or less some flaws in their actions, but it was all good fun.
The audience was very supportive and the atmosphere was very lively.
“Next, let’s welcome Inner Sect disciple Lu Xinran to perform the show ‘Chest Crushes Bolder’!”
Then, amidst the cheers, Lu Xinran walked onto the stage with a large stone in her arms.
—
Leng Wuyan’s thoughts weren’t on the show at all. She looked around for Li Ran.
“Strange, where is Ran’er?”
She was a little puzzled. She hadn’t seen him yet.
Normally, with his status, he should be sitting in the first row watching the show.
“Probably preparing for our date, right?” Leng Wuyan thought happily.
The festival proceeded.
“Next, I invite all the disciples from the Sixth Peak to dance to the tune “I am the sect’s brick wall, move whether needed’”
Another two hours had passed.
Leng Wuyan sat on the chair, her face was so dark that it seemed like she could wring out water.
“The festival is almost over. Where did this traitorous disciple go? It can’t be that you forgot about our date!”
“I don’t think so… I saw him today…”
“Wait!”
Leng Wuyan thought of something. “Could it be that he’s not satisfied with my gift? Because… I didn’t show it to him?”
The more she thought about it, the more she got convinced.
“But that’s too embarrassing. How could I…”
“Even so, he can’t ignore me. This is too much.”
Leng Wuyan felt extremely wronged.
It was already her limit to be able to take out her clothes.
She had broken through her shame, but the other party was still not satisfied.
“This traitorous disciple… I will no longer pay attention to him…”
Leng Wuyan stood up and prepared to leave.
She couldn’t continue watching the evening festival, so she prepared to go back to her bedroom alone.
At this moment, the excited voice of the announcer sounded.
“Next, please enjoy the song “The Whale Transformed Into An Isolated Island*” sung by Sheng Zi!”
TLN: A Chinese song, I believe the most popular version appeared on the Chinese show CHUANG. You can search for the song on Google.
Her body instantly stopped and she suddenly turned around to look.
Li Ran walked onto the stage and stood in the middle, smiling at her.
Leng Wuyan blushed and slowly sat back down.
“So he’s going to perform a show… I misunderstood him. But, does he know how to sing?”
“It’s Sheng Zi!“
“The Sheng Zi is about to perform!”
“Am I dreaming?”
“The Sheng Zi sings? I can die now!”
—
The disciples’ cheers nearly broke the ceiling!
Li Ran was too popular.
Zheng~
The music girl behind him gently plucked the strings of the zither, and the scene instantly fell silent.
The sound of the zither rang out. It was not as mournful as one would expect. Instead, it was filled with warmth and anticipation.
For some reason, Leng Wuyan’s heart began to speed up.