He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Chapter 212 Invitation

The Leng Family Spirit Plant Garden is located on a secluded hilltop, its outer perimeter protected by a barrier. Deacons travel to and from the garden only through a dedicated teleportation array.

With the weather clearing up, Leng Huan returned from his visit with Yun Du. As soon as he stepped out of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion's teleportation array and appeared at the courtyard gate, Qiu Yue, who was waiting there, hurriedly handed him an invitation.

Leng Huan looked at Fu Xun and said, "Take Yun Du to eat first, he can't wait."

After Fu Xun took the child away, Leng Huan took the invitation, opened it, and saw that it was glittering gold and festive red. She couldn't help but widen her eyes in disbelief.

Before the invitation could be fully read, a special protective barrier flashed, and a voice announced: "Hello fellow villager, my wedding with Hanyan will be held in mid-May. You are welcome to attend..."

Even after the sound faded away, Leng Huan didn't react until he saw the handwriting clearly and realized he hadn't misheard.

Fuck.

Wang Chen is really going to marry Shen Hanyan...

So sudden, Leng Huan thought they had broken up.

However, this result is still quite good.

She had always had a complicated feeling about Wang Chen leaving this world.

She would never admit that she was jealous; it was more like this: she couldn't bear to see her brother suffer, but she couldn't accept the feeling of her brother driving a Land Rover.

This is called sharing the good times and bearing the bad.

Why is it that, despite both being transmigrated, he was able to become a man and even have a system...?

Hehe, this is good, as long as we don't let Shen Hanyan down.

Stroking his chin, Leng Huan looked again at the festive invitation: mid-May?

It's April now, so a trip to the Huanyue Immortal Sect would be a good idea. It's also a good time to head north and take care of some business.

Having made this decision, Leng Huan returned to the embroidery pavilion and discussed the matter with Fu Xun, asking, "How about you come with me?"

“Okay.” Fu Xun glanced at the invitation and knew that Wang Chen was getting married. He didn’t mind Leng Huan and Wang Chen’s strange interaction.

Yun Du looked up from his rice bowl, curious: "Mommy, are Uncle Wang Chen and the others getting married too? Where are they?"

"The Huanyue Immortal Sect is quite far from here, but we can get there quickly by cloud boat."

Yun Du took a bite of the chicken leg. "Mmm, that's great, it's sure to be a lot of fun."

The little boy was interested in everything outside and wished he could go out with the adults every day.

“Since we’ve decided to go, let’s set off early. We can explore Yundu along the way.” Fu Xun waved the invitation.

So, three days later, the family of three set off with Qiuyue and Dongxue.

Wandering around, eating and drinking, passing through interesting towns, Yun Du had a great time. Traveling at this leisurely pace, until mid-May, three days before the wedding, Leng Huan finally brought his family and stepped into the mountain gate of Huan Yue Immortal Sect.

Neither of them expected that they would be able to set foot here again after the conference that year.

Who would have thought that Fu Xun, who was ranked first on the Immortal Alliance list back then, was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and twenty years later, he had already reached the Nascent Soul stage? To outsiders, such a cultivation speed was truly terrifying.

"Please follow me to Ruyi Residence." Holding the invitation, the steward personally guided them to the guest quarters.

People from the Misty Immortal Sect were also here. Leng Huan saw Ji Linlang and Elder Mu Lianqing.

Feeling Ji Linlang's gaze sweeping over her, Leng Huan braced herself and met her eyes, while Fu Xun frowned secretly.

"Congratulations, Junior Nephew Leng is a lucky one." Mu Lianqing smiled slightly. "Your family will be staying in the right courtyard, while Linlang and I will be on the left. By the way, will you be returning to the sect with me after the wedding?"

Fu Xun replied, "We can't go this time; we have some business to attend to in Beijun."

Mu Lianqing nodded, "Alright, I'll go in first then, you young people can chat slowly."

After Ji Linlang waited for her to leave, she watched as Leng Huan touched her chin. Her belly, which was nearly five months pregnant, was already quite noticeable, not to mention that she was carrying twins. "Congratulations, Junior Sister."

Leng Huan forced a smile: "When will Senior Sister return to the sect?"

"Three days later."

At this moment, Fu Xun interrupted them: "My wife is tired, let's go inside first."

"Goodbye, Senior Sister." Leng Huan said, leading Yun Du inside. This Ji Linlang is truly not to be underestimated.

What kind of person could possibly keep her in check?

Upon entering the courtyard, Yun Du looked around curiously. Leng Huan asked Dong Xue to take the child to play, while Qiu Yue arranged the room, giving Yun Du a bed and preparing all sorts of toys for him.

Fu Xun told her to sit on the other bed to rest, poured her a cup of tea and handed it to her, saying, "When did you become so familiar with Ji Linlang? Stay away from her."

Leng Huan took the cup with surprise and took a sip. "I know, she's alright, she's just acting weird."

There have been many guests lately, and it's very lively everywhere. Leng Huan went to the Array Hall to visit, hoping to get a taste of the melon.

When you're bored out of your mind, it's perfect for gossiping.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Qi Ruxing, who was alone and Fang Shendu hadn't seen her.

"Leng... Leng Huan?" Qi Ruxing's eyes widened. "You... you're pregnant..."

"Hmm, Fellow Daoist Qi, are you also going to the Array Hall?"

"Yes, I just went to the Medicine King Hall. Han Yan isn't there; she should be in the Formation Hall. Let's go up together."

Qi Ruxing smiled as she looked at the happy family of three, but Leng Huan felt that her aloofness had lessened considerably.

They didn't go to the main hall, but instead went to Wang Chen's private pavilion. Fu Xun, along with Yun Du, followed the steward for a leisurely stroll.

Leng Huan and Qi Ruxing went to see Shen Hanyan, and upon seeing her, they realized that the faint sorrow on Shen Hanyan's body had disappeared.

It seems that a smooth-sailing relationship is what truly nourishes a person. After exchanging a few words, Leng Huan and Wang Chen went to the garden alone to chat.

"So, you've made up your mind? You want to stay?"

Leng Huan looked at Wang Chen, who was very carefree and natural. Perhaps because of the soul inside the body, the originally handsome and sinister features of the villain had become much softer, and he was as gentle and refined as jade.

Wang Chen nodded: "Yes, whether we go back or not is already predetermined."

"I hope you won't regret it in the future, and that you won't let the girl down."

"Can't you wish me well for once? Do you think I'm the kind of person who goes back on their word?"

Leng Huan said "Oh," and after a moment of silence, said, "Well, it seems we have nothing more to say..."

Wang Chen flicked the branch: "Let's leave it at that for now. I plan to take her to the Southern Continent after the wedding, so I'm saying goodbye in advance. If nothing unexpected happens, we'll meet again in fifty years."

"Alright, then I wish you a happy marriage."

When they returned to the pavilion, Qi Ruxing had already left. Only Shen Hanyan was propping her face up with her hand, lost in thought. Leng Huan bid her farewell: "Fellow Daoist Shen, I wish you a long and happy life together. I'll take my leave now."

"Fellow Daoist Leng, please take care." Shen Hanyan stood up, her light blue skirt trailing down in a graceful arc.

Shen Hanyan was beautiful and gentle. Leng Huan glanced at her a few more times and thought that beautiful women were indeed pleasing to the eye.

Leaving the compound, Leng Huan walked halfway and found Fu Xun and Yun Du waiting for her. The two, one big and one small, sat side by side on the steps, their features clearly indicating a deep connection.

They all looked at her and said at the same time, "Wife (Mother)."

They stood up together, and Fu Xun took Yun Du's hand as Leng Huan slowly walked over. She had recently become much fuller, which added to her graceful demeanor.

"Are you two contemplating life here? Let's go, let's go back to Ruyi Residence."

She stretched out a hand for Yun Du to hold, and the family of three slowly walked towards the mountain gate.

The child's voice was slow: "Mommy, this place is so big! It's quite different from Grandpa's place..."

"Of course, immortal sects are all very large, and each place is different."

"Will I be able to fly when I grow up?"

"can……"

"I also want to learn my mother's magic."

"..."

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