Who doesn’t know that the woman in front of him is Nangong Wu’s wife and Nangong Yue’s mother, Ling Feihong.
Although Ling Feihong is an elder of Lanxing Fa Sect, Jian Sect is her husband's family.
I had come to Jianzong often to visit my daughter and husband, so the inner palace disciples naturally knew this very well.
When Chen Yuan asked other disciples that this woman was actually Nangong Wu's wife, he immediately became excited.
Nangong Wu is now more and more optimistic about Lin Jichen, but that won't work. He must find a way.
Blinding Ling Feihong is the best way. If he can deal with Nangong Yue's mother and gain her appreciation and favor, he will still have hope!
So he took the lead and ran to salute.
"Chen Yuan, Elder Nangong's direct disciple, has met Master Niang!"
Chen Yuan was polite, held his head high, and tried his best to look like a gentleman, praying that Feihong would pay attention to him.
Nangong Yue, who was standing on the other side and was about to take Lin Jichen to meet her mother, looked dissatisfied when she saw it. What kind of fun is this guy doing?
Ling Feihong looked at him and smiled: "Are you Chen Yuan?"
Chen Yuan felt happy in his heart. Sure enough, his wife knew about him!
"It's the disciple. I've heard that Master mentioned Master's wife a long time ago. I've always wanted to visit Master. Unfortunately, I haven't had the chance. Master, please invite me. Master is healing the injured disciple. I'm afraid he won't be able to come out soon. Please sit down, Master."
Wait a moment, or should I ask Master to come out?"
Chen Yuan invited with an eager look on his face.
Ling Feihong shook his head and said, "I'm not here to see him. There's no need to call him. You can go and do your business."
Chen Yuan had a bitter look on his face and could only respond respectfully and step aside.
At this time, Nangong Yue had already swooped over.
"Mother~"
Ling Feihong hugged Nangong Yue lovingly, and said with a smile: "She is such a big girl, but she still looks like a child."
"A daughter will always be a child to her mother. A child with a mother is like a treasure." Nangong Yue said coquettishly.
Ling Feihong smiled, but his eyes were focused on Lin Jichen, who came next.
Just now in the ring, Ling Feihong had been paying attention to Lin Jichen's competition and was very surprised by his strength.
A new disciple who had only been in the sect for half a year had such strength and even defeated Mo Shaoku, the strongest disciple of the Xieji Sect.
This surprised her so much.
However, because of the distance, Ling Feihong didn't see clearly what Lin Jichen looked like.
Seeing it for the first time at a close distance made Feihong's eyes light up and he thought he was such a handsome young man.
His face is like a crown jade, his eyes are like bright stars, his temples are like a knife cut, and his eyebrows are like ink paintings.
Chu Tianhan was originally a talented person, but in front of Lin Jichen, he was inconspicuous.
Ling Feihong could understand why his daughter liked him so much. He was indeed a rare young man.
Moreover, he had an indescribable temperament. She actually felt a little ridiculous that the young man was a bit... charming?
This kind of charm is not a sissy thing, but an attraction to women.
Well, just looking at the appearance, Ling Feihong couldn't find any reason to deduct points. Full marks! Full marks couldn't be more perfect.
Ling Feihong looked at Lin Jichen with a smile, waiting for him to speak first.
Lin Jichen walked over at this time, looked at Ling Feihong strangely, and then asked Nangong Yue curiously: "Hey, little senior sister, why is your sister here too?"
Nangong Yue and Ling Feihong were both stunned.
"How can I have a sister? This is my mother." Nangong Yue explained.
Lin Jichen looked at Ling Feihong in disbelief and said, "How could your mother be so young? If everyone hadn't called her Elder Ling, I would have thought she was your sister."
Nangong Yue: "...."
Phew~
Feihong couldn't help but laugh and said, "You kid really knows how to talk nonsense. Why can't I tell you that at such an old age?"
Lin Jichen shook his head repeatedly, saying that he couldn't tell.
Ling Feihong didn't say anything, but the curve of her mouth proved that these words were very useful to her.
As a woman, who doesn’t like to be complimented on how young she is?
This was the first time she had seen such an implicit compliment, and it almost filled her heart.
Suddenly, Lin Jichen's score in her heart was even higher.
Lin Jichen chuckled, bowed and said seriously: "Junior Lin Jichen, I have met Elder Ling."
Ling Feihong nodded approvingly and said: "I heard Yue'er often talk about you. It's really amazing that you defeated Mo Shaoku in the ring today. You have such strength just half a year after joining the sect. It shows that you are extremely talented.
No wonder Master Leng would make an exception and accept you as his disciple."
"The elder is so ridiculous. This junior is just lucky." Lin Jichen smiled gently.
Ling Feihong became even more satisfied with Lin Jichen and invited Lin Jichen to sit down on the stone chair next to him. He also called Chen Yuan: "Go and make a pot of good tea."
Chen Yuan had a bitter look on his face and sadly went to make tea.
Ling Feihong turned his attention to Lin Jichen again and asked with a smile: "I heard that you rejected the invitation of the Qianlong Royal Family and did not become the consort?"
Lin Jichen honestly confessed: "It's not my rejection, it's my master's rejection."
"Oh? Why did Master Leng refuse?"
"Emm... they say I'm too old and entered the industry too late. I should focus on practicing now..." Lin Jichen had no choice but to give a reason. This was what Leng Feiyan said to Ji Hongyue.
"That's true, but it may be that your master is afraid that such an outstanding apprentice like you will be snatched away by the Qianlong Royal Family." Ling Feihong thought about this possibility and it became more likely.
That's right, Lin Jichen is so outstanding, of course the Sword Sect will do its best to train him, and he may become the pillar of the Sword Sect in the future.
If he gets married to the Qianlong royal family and is abducted by the Qianlong royal family through a beauty trap, the Sword Sect will suffer a huge loss.
"Maybe... right." Lin Jichen had no choice but to continue.
Ling Feihong suddenly smiled and said: "But it's okay. Your master is afraid that the Qianlong Royal Family will snatch you away, but Yue'er won't have such worries. Yue'er is a disciple of the Sword Sect. If you two can be together,
Your master will definitely give his full approval."
"Mom~ what are you talking about..." Nangong Yue blushed and buried herself in Ling Feihong's arm like an ostrich.
Lin Jichen was a little panicked. Master... would he agree?
He didn't dare to think...
"Okay, but there's no need to rush this matter. Yue'er is still young and so are you. You can wait for another two years."
Lin Jichen breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. He was really afraid that Feihong would look at him and directly ask him to propose marriage...
Ling Feihong then comforted: "Don't worry, I know that Yue'er's father has always been unhappy. He came to Lanxing Fa Sect and told me about this before. I have never met you and I don't know you, so I don't know how to support you."
Still agree."
"But don't worry now, I agree with you two being together. If Yue'er's father doesn't agree, I will take care of him."
This tone clearly meant that he was standing up for his son-in-law.
Chen Yuan, who was bringing tea, happened to hear it, and his expression was even more depressed, and he almost cried.
Is there still hope for him...
First update~ I was scheduled to do nucleic acid tests from 8pm to 2am. I was really going to faint. I didn’t come back until now. I’m so tired~