Miss Loser is too enchanting

Initially, Mo Jingchuan and the others wanted to arrange for Mo Zhenting and his family to stay in Delan City, but Mo Zhenting said other families might have objections. He proposed they act as a branch family instead, managing their own jurisdictional affairs just like the other families. In the end, Mo Jingchuan and the others had no choice but to agree.

Although the environment and business would have to be familiarized with from scratch, for Mo Chi and the others who had management experience, this wasn’t particularly difficult—it was only a matter of time. Thus, even though they were very busy, they still energetically began to prepare for Mo Qiushui’s wedding.

On the other side, after the battle, Feng Sanmei took Dugu Yunheng back to the family, constantly talking about holding a grand wedding for Dugu Yixuan and the others during their departure. Dugu Chenyuan and Xie Bing also returned home to actively start preparations.

Mo Qiushui and the others had already given their approval, very satisfied with the character and appearance of their new relative. But what satisfied them the most was that she had given birth to such an extraordinary granddaughter!

Thus, when Dugu Yunheng and the others returned to the family, they started shouting from the bottom of the mountain, "All who are in seclusion and those who are not, come out now, everyone prepare for the wedding! Make sure to give me a monumental wedding celebration!"

Feng Sanmei watched Dugu Yunheng shouting and shook her head, muttering, "He’s gone bad, truly gone bad!"

"Madam, how is this going bad? Isn’t this just me being expressive?" Dugu Yunheng looked at Feng Sanmei’s expression and earnestly explained.

"It’s all the same thing," Feng Sanmei cast a glance at him, then took Dugu Chenyuan, Xie Bing, and the others back with her. They needed to have a good discussion about how to proceed with the wedding.

Both families were actively preparing for the wedding, while the people concerned were happily playing chess and chatting in the courtyard.

Dugu Qianye walked along the corridor, nodding and smiling in response to the greetings from maids and guards she encountered. Crossing the long corridor, she saw Dugu Yixuan and Mo Qiushui sitting in the pavilion with a chessboard between them. Mo Qiushui was frequently regretting moves, which caused Dugu Yixuan to burst into laughter. Seeing Dugu Qianye, he waved her over.

"Qianye, come here, help me decide what my next move should be," Mo Qiushui lifted her head from the chess game and upon seeing Dugu Qianye, pulled her to sit beside them.

After looking at the board, Dugu Qianye said, "You’re cornered by father again, huh? When in such a situation, one often needs to be put in a desperate position to find a way out."

Mo Qiushui muttered "to be put in a desperate position to find a way out" as Dugu Qianye had suggested, and then went back to studying her next move.

"Father, grandfather sent me to tell you that there’s only half a month left until your big wedding. According to custom, you shouldn’t see mother during this half-month period," said Dugu Qianye, trying not to laugh when she saw the change in Dugu Yixuan’s expression, yet keeping a serious face. "So grandfather and the uncles said, you should go home right away."

Uh—

So his own daughter came just to send him away?!

"Ah? But shouldn’t we finish this game of chess first?" Mo Qiushui protested, lifting her head.

"Uncle Four said that you two can play a game of chess for an entire day, because someone is always indecisive and keeps regretting moves. If you wait until you finish this game, it’ll be dark," Dugu Qianye relayed Uncle Four’s words.

"Heh heh, Qianye, pretend you didn’t see me, let me stay with your mother a little longer, just a little while! Then go back and tell the uncles you didn’t find us," Dugu Yixuan pleaded to Dugu Qianye.

"Pfft—" Dugu Qianye couldn’t suppress her laughter which lasted for a while before settling down, then said, "I knew you wouldn’t leave right away. Uncle said you would surely not go, and told you to definitely leave by tomorrow. Otherwise, he won’t marry mother to you. Okay then, I’ve delivered the message. I’m leaving now. You continue playing chess with mother." Having said that, she left for her room.

The wedding was drawing near, and the Mo Residence had already started with the decorations; red lanterns hung high, and red silk had been pulled up. As Dugu Qianye walked along, watching the red silk flutter in the wind, her heart suddenly recalled that purple figure, feeling as though he was gazing at her through countless spans of time and space.

"Missing him?" Hao Pengyou’s voice came from above.

Dugu Qianye looked up and saw Hao Pengyou lying on the ceiling beam, drowsily watching her.

"If you want to sleep, go back to your room," Dugu Qianye said.

Hao Pengyou jumped down, landing beside Dugu Qianye, wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and said, "Sleeping in bed has its comforts, and sleeping on the beam has its own different experience, which you wouldn’t understand!"

"I don’t want to understand," Dugu Qianye said with a sidelong glance.

"You’re thinking about him, aren’t you? When people are together, they don’t realize how hard it would be to let go of the other person, but it’s often once they’re apart that they find out how accustomed they’ve become to each other’s presence, and then they realize that they can miss someone too," Hao Pengyou said, as if moved by his own words.

Dugu Qianye didn’t answer, just stared blankly at the clouds in the sky. Seeing her like this, Hao Pengyou returned to the beam to continue his nap. Whether he could fall asleep or not, only he knew.

Inside the Jade Stone Palace of the Nine Heavens Mystic Realm.

Zi Xiao lay on his chaise longue, staring blankly at the jade hairpin in his hand. Little Douzi came in and said, "My lord, an envoy from the Heavenly Venerable has arrived."

"Oh? I haven’t sent anyone over yet, so why has that old immortal sent someone?" Zi Xiao, still looking at the hairpin, asked casually.

"I don’t know; maybe they heard you’ve returned, so they sent someone to convey their regards," Little Douzi guessed.

"Then have them come in," Zi Xiao said, inserting the jade hairpin into his hair but not bothering to stand up.

A graceful woman followed Little Douzi into the room. Upon seeing Zi Xiao lying on the chaise longue, she became shy. With a coquettish stance, she approached Zi Xiao, tilted forward slightly, and said in a soft voice, "Greetings, Venerable Lord."

Zi Xiao frowned slightly and did not bid her to rise. With an icy face, he asked, "What does the Heavenly Venerable want you to do here?"

"To the Venerable Lord, the Heavenly Venerable learned of your return and specifically sent me to express his greetings, hoping that you will find time to visit," the woman said and then took out an invitation from her Space Ring, seizing the opportunity to approach Zi Xiao and adding, "This is a letter of greeting and an invitation from the Heavenly Venerable Lord."

Little Douzi stepped forward to block her from getting any closer to Zi Xiao, took the items from her hand, and turned to hand them to Zi Xiao.

Zi Xiao glanced at the two items, then handed them back to Little Douzi, saying, "I appreciate the Heavenly Venerable’s sentiment, and please convey my regards to him when you return. Tell him I’m very thankful, and if I find the time in the future, I’ll go play chess with him. You have a long journey back, so I won’t delay your trip. Little Douzi, show our guest out!"

After Zi Xiao finished speaking, he closed his eyes and fell silent. Little Douzi turned to the woman and said, "Envoy, if you please."