Jiang Family Estate.
Yes, you didn't misread, it's an estate.
Spanning about ten acres, it was comparable to a royal prince's mansion (Song Dynasty).
The vermilion lacquered main gate stood majestically, with gilded beast-head door knockers gleaming under the sunlight, and a pair of solemn white marble lions guarding the entrance.
At this moment, Ye Tian, looking haggard with dim eyes, was standing guard at the gate.
Thanks to him mentioning Wan Qingyun's paralysis, some of Yaowang Valley's vital essence was preserved.
Ye Tian had never imagined that Yaowang Valley was secretly engaged in such wicked research as refining medicine with human blood.
This fundamentally violated Yaowang Valley's ancestral teachings.
"Ye Tian?"
Hearing his name called, Ye Tian turned to look, and it was Jiang Junyi.
"Young Master Jiang," Ye Tian said with a bitter smile.
Jiang Junyi shook his head at his dejected appearance: "Come inside and talk."
Inside the estate, a straight path paved with blue bricks extended, ancient cypress trees towered on both sides, their shadows swaying, subtly revealing a hint of solemn nobility.
Passing through the ceremonial gate, it suddenly opened up—the main hall with its flying eaves and intricate Dougong brackets was resplendent, its glazed tiles shimmering with brilliance under the sunlight, and layers of imperial steps led up to it.
Winding corridors connected numerous courtyards, interspersed with rockeries, pavilions, and waterside platforms.
In the main hall, Jiang Junyi sat in the wide armchair at the head of the room, while Ye Tian stood in the hall, not daring to sit down.
"You said you have information regarding my Young Mistress's leg paralysis?" Jiang Junyi asked, propping his chin.
"Yes."
Jiang Junyi chuckled lightly: "It seems Brother Ye held back quite a bit at the auction that day."
Ye Tian gave a bitter smile: "It's a matter of great importance, I dared not reveal it casually."
"Tell me."
Ye Tian sighed: "The reason for Young Mistress's paralysis... is Yaowang Valley's lost secret technique—the Soul Severing Lock."
Jiang Junyi's pupils contracted sharply: "What did you say?!"
"Yaowang Valley's secret technique?"
Jiang Junyi rubbed his forehead, damn it, he killed them too fast!
The remaining small fry wouldn't know any secret techniques.
However...
Jiang Junyi looked at Ye Tian with cold eyes: "This information is probably not your only bargaining chip, what else is there?"
Ye Tian nodded: "The current Yaowang Valley, including the batch Young Master Jiang killed earlier, none of them know the Soul Severing Lock, and many don't even know about this secret technique."
"Continue."
"This secret technique was lost long ago; as far as I know, it was stolen."
Jiang Junyi tapped the table with a "thump, thump": "Not enough."
"The person who stole the secret technique was a lone wolf, who was already a Half-step Grandmaster back then, and has now disappeared without a trace," Ye Tian shook his head.
Jiang Junyi pondered in silence after hearing that.
A lone wolf, already a Half-step Grandmaster back then...
Could there be an elderly Child of Destiny?
Jiang Junyi rubbed his brows; this guy felt very troublesome.
He could only post a mission in White Court and search slowly.
"I won't touch the remaining people of Yaowang Valley, but from now on, Yaowang Valley will be supervised by my Jiang Family."
Ye Tian's heart was bitter: "Thank you, Young Master Jiang."
At this, Jiang Junyi smiled, leaning forward and pointing at Ye Tian: "Your life and death must also be controlled by me."
Ye Tian was silent at first, then slowly nodded: "Alright."
A hint of appreciation appeared in Jiang Junyi's eyes; this was truly a Child of Destiny.
Responsible, emotional, and righteous.
Jiang Junyi separated a wisp of Shadow Heart's power, wrapping it around his heart.
If he had any disloyal intentions, he would die instantly.
"Very good, then I'll give you a great gift." Jiang Junyi turned his head, "Uncle Wu."
"Young Master."
"Return the cultivation techniques and secret manuals my father plundered from Yaowang Valley back then."
Jiang Junyi only later learned that his old man had also raided Yaowang Valley back then, bringing back quite a few cultivation techniques and medicinal ingredients.
Ye Tian's eyes lit up upon hearing this; Yaowang Valley's former glory depended on these cultivation techniques.
Thinking about it this way, perhaps this wasn't such a bad thing after all?
"Go back," Jiang Junyi waved his hand.
Ye Tian bowed slightly and turned to leave.
Jiang Junyi watched Ye Tian's receding figure, his eyes flickering.
With a Child of Destiny at his disposal, who knew when he might get a pleasant surprise.
Invisibly, streams of invisible golden energy surged into Jiang Junyi's body, while some drifted to another place.
After Ye Tian left, Jiang Junyi stretched lazily.
He would rest here today.
The next day, Wan Family, study room.
"Bang!"
The study door was roughly pushed open.
"Qingyun! I'm here!" Jiang Junyi looked at Wan Qingyun at the desk, full of vigor.
Wan Qingyun looked at Jiang Junyi and smiled gently: "Be gentle, this door is about to fall apart."
Jiang Junyi moved closer to Wan Qingyun: "It's fine, I reinforced it."
Looking at Wan Qingyun's bright eyes, he only felt happiness welling up in his heart.
"What are you looking at?"
"Looking at a fairy from heaven, a peerless beauty on earth," Jiang Junyi said with a grin.
"Again?" Wan Qingyun's small face flushed slightly.
"Sweet nothings are endless, just like no matter how much I love you, it's never enough." Jiang Junyi quickly pecked Wan Qingyun's cheek.
Wan Qingyun tapped Jiang Junyi's forehead: "Oh, you~"
"What was Qingyun doing just now?"
"Hmm... reading a fairy tale book I read when I was little."
Wan Qingyun caressed the yellowed book in her hand, her eyes filled with both nostalgia and a hint of sadness.
Jiang Junyi noticed this, knowing she must be thinking of things from her childhood.
"I brought some things, want to see them?" Jiang Junyi said mysteriously.
"What things?" Wan Qingyun looked up curiously.
"Come and you'll know!" Jiang Junyi stood up, went behind Wan Qingyun, and pushed her to the photo wall in her boudoir.
"Ta-da!"
"These are our photos from these past few days!"
On the small table in front of the photo wall, there was a stack of photos.
Wan Qingyun's eyes lit up, and she picked them up to look closely: "Hmm... this is... taken when we went to the park?"
"That's right."
Wan Qingyun looked at each photo, sometimes covering her mouth with a light laugh, sometimes deeply moved.
Her fingertip lingered on one photo, taken on a tree-lined path, where she looked at Jiang Junyi, expressing her feelings.
Even recalling it today, she still felt a little blush.
At that time, her eyes had not yet regained their sight, but Jiang Junyi's gaze towards her was incredibly focused.
During picnics, in taverns, amidst the snowstorms of Skellige.
Wan Qingyun carefully looked at every single photo, occasionally gently caressing Jiang Junyi in the pictures.
She noticed that in all the photos, Jiang Junyi's gaze towards her held a burning love, an emotion that could be felt even through the pictures.
"Shall we put them up?" Wan Qingyun looked up at Jiang Junyi.
"Sure."
Jiang Junyi took the photos, asking Wan Qingyun about the angles.
"This one goes here?"
"A little to the left."
"This one?"
"Here is fine."
"This one goes here?"
"A little to the right."
"Like this?"
"Oh, you moved it too much."
...
It took a while to arrange the photos.
Wan Qingyun looked at the photo wall, her eyes full of joy: "It looks like a lot, but we've only put up a small portion?"
Jiang Junyi pinched Wan Qingyun's cheek: "What's the rush? We have plenty of time. This photo wall probably won't even be enough!"
"Mm!"
Wan Qingyun believed their story was far from over.
After they quietly admired them for a while, Wan Qingyun suddenly spoke:
"Junyi, let's go get our marriage certificate."
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