Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses
Chapter 901 - 288: Little Storylines! What Is a Martial Arts Tournament for a Bride?
"And Tingyue, my dear sister, you are such a quiet, beautiful, and innocent young woman. You are truly the apple of Celestial Craft Workshop's eye. So, in this situation, you are sure to be well-loved by many. If I suddenly appear by your side, even if we have no real marital relationship, the things we've done make it appear to others as if we have. Naturally, people would be extremely jealous of me."
"If I were all alone, I wouldn't care about others' jealousy. At worst, if I couldn't win a fight, I'd just run away. But I have the Wei Family behind me, a trade association, and a multitude of things I hold dear, so I must consider these matters carefully."
Bu Tingyue immediately understood.
So that's how it is. But was he truly being sincere? Does a poor boy think marrying a rich girl is all about living the good life? What do others think of the poor boy? In such a situation, forcing together people not of equal standing often ends very badly.
Yuchi has his own family, his loved ones; how could he possibly put them in danger over something like this?
"I'm sorry, Tingyue thought too simply; I didn't take that into account," said Bu Tingyue, lowering her head in guilt.
"No worries."
Yuchi waved his hand, smiling. With Tingyue's high status, she typically wouldn't worry about these things, so she wouldn't even consider them. It's not just her; even her mother, Bu Huoran, hadn't thought of it. But she might be doing it on purpose to test Yuchi's capabilities.
Regardless, we aren't playing those games. It's important to have a simple plan in place from the beginning, not seeking perfection but having an idea of the possible outcomes.
Bu Tingyue suddenly said, "You could be my brother."
Yuchi: "Brother?"
Bu Tingyue nodded vigorously. "I'll just call you my brother, and if anyone asks, you're my cousin. We played together as children, but then we grew apart, so you came to Cuncha City specifically to visit me as family."
"As a brother? Well, then there's no problem."
Feeling the kindness from the other party, Yuchi laughed and said, "Alright, as you say, I'll be your brother this time. You can call me Brother Yuchi."
"Brother Yuchi... It feels a bit odd; I'll call you Brother Yuchi instead."
"Brother Yuchi... Hmm, that works too."
The other party confirmed simply and felt at ease.
With Bu Tingyue's cover, there would certainly be no problem. By now presenting his difficulties without revealing his identity, if it gets exposed, it'll be on Bu Huoran.
Then don't blame me for playing it rough.
And after a simple thought, Bu Tingyue, with excitement hidden in her gentle eyes, said, "I thought of an interesting place. Lots of people visit it daily."
"What place?"
As Yuchi passed by a bun shop, he bought a few buns, resting them on butter paper. The buns were golden, and they tasted quite good. Bu Tingyue politely declined his offer of a bun and excitedly said, "It's a martial arts contest for marriage."
"Ah, that's quite a contentious place indeed," Yuchi was surprised.
"No problem, you're my brother. We're just watching others' martial contests for marriage; what's wrong with that?"
"I'll always address you as Brother Yuchi, and no one will trace you back to Xufu Town. I assure you your family will be safe. If even the slightest danger arises, I'll end my life in front of you!" ๐ฏ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฎ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ต.๐ฌ๐ธ๐
Yuchi, feeling her determination, shook his head with a wry smile. "That's unnecessary, Tingyue. Your character is quite exaggerated; you seem so quiet, yet when pushed, you're willing to duel your sister Luohua or even end your life. We don't need to go that far."
"So... shall we go? Brother Yuchi?"
Suddenly, Bu Tingyue looked at Yuchi with great anticipation. She seldom went out to play, but since Yuchi was here, she felt it was an opportunity to see what a martial contest for marriage was like and if it matched the stories!
Thinking about it now, she felt a small thrill and couldn't help but desire to see the physical struggles, where heads would probably be bloodied.
Accompany her, accompany her... Yuchi could feel the calls from his fellow men, and he had no reason to decline: "Since Tingyue is inviting me so eagerly, rejecting would surely mean getting my purse snatched as soon as I step out."