After the engagement was called off, the senior sister of the sect took the initiative to consummate

A disciple of the Jade Purity Sect rushed to the Floating Cloud Hall, shouting, "Something terrible has happened! Fifth Senior Brother... he announced in public that the wedding is canceled, and his engagement with Second Senior Sister is null and void!"

"The wedding is canceled, and the engagement is void?"

This was like a bolt from the blue, leaving Leng Qingge stunned in place, her mind blank, as if the whole world had collapsed.

An indescribable pain and shock welled up in her heart, and the intense emotion almost consumed her.

She stared intently into the other person's eyes, trying to find a clue or trace of a lie, but all she saw was anxiety and helplessness.

At that moment, she realized that all the sweetness between her and Qin Yichen was about to vanish.

What on earth happened?

Why did it turn out like this? Have all our years of feelings been so easily abandoned?

It's just taking care of the injured junior brother on his wedding day, why make such a big deal out of it?

We can always have another wedding ceremony.

Upon hearing this news, the woman in the lead turned pale instantly. "What does that traitor want to do? Who gave him the audacity to do this? What does he intend to do to the Jade Purity Sect?"

The speaker was Qin Yichen's master, Luo Hongyan. She had exquisite features, elegant temperament, graceful figure, and skin as white as mutton fat jade, whiter than snow.

The pair of full, rounded breasts in front of her were almost bursting out, with a slender waist, long legs, and a curvaceous figure that attracted attention.

"Exactly! Fifth Junior Brother is so inconsiderate. Junior Brother is seriously injured, and not only does he not come to visit, but he also tarnishes the reputation of our Jade Purity Sect at the wedding!"

The speaker was Yun Ruoxi, Qin Yichen's fourth senior sister. She had delicate features, a slender figure, and outstanding talent.

The woman next to her was also furious at his lack of self-control, saying, "Fifth Junior Brother is so clueless about the importance of things. If the wedding can't be held, we can just hold it again. Why make things so embarrassing for everyone!"

This woman is Qin Yichen's third senior sister, Feng Jiuge. She is quite pretty, but she's a bit big on the chest and brainless.

Listen to her, is she speaking human language?

Just then, the handsome young man who had been lying on the bed, pale and unconscious, curled up a sly smile, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He said weakly, "Master, Senior Sister, it's all my fault. I've made everyone worry."

He is none other than Ye Fan, Qin Yichen's junior brother, who is renowned in the Jade Purity Sect for his simplicity, kindness, and helpfulness.

"Xiao Fan, you're awake?"

Luo Hongyan was overjoyed to hear his voice and quickly stepped forward, her eyes full of concern. "What nonsense are you talking about? Your health is the most important thing to me. Everything else is trivial."

Leng Qingge also came over, her worried expression genuine. "Junior Brother, you're finally awake. You have no idea how worried I was when I heard you were unconscious."

Yun Ruoxi chimed in, "Yes, junior brother, you have no idea how worried your senior sister was when she heard you were unconscious. She abandoned her wedding to come and take care of you, and she hasn't come home all night!"

Ye Fan glanced gratefully at Leng Qingge, then burst into tears of anguish. “Senior Sister, I’m so sorry. I really didn’t mean to ruin your wedding… It’s all my fault. Why did I have to faint on the eve of the wedding? Fifth Senior Brother must hate me to death. But it’s alright, I deserve it.”

His crying broke everyone's hearts.

Luo Hongyan rushed forward and gently embraced Ye Fan. "Xiao Fan, don't cry. It's not your fault. Your senior sister's wedding can be held later. Your health is the most important thing. Here, wipe your tears."

As she spoke, she handed him a clean white handkerchief. Ye Fan took it with trembling hands, tears dripping onto the handkerchief and spreading out in a wet patch.

Leng Qingge stepped forward and gently patted Ye Fan's back. "Junior Brother, what are you saying? How could I hate you? Your Fifth Senior Brother wouldn't hate you either."

Her voice was gentle yet firm, her eyes filled with tenderness, "The wedding is just a formality; the friendship between us is the most precious thing. Don't cry anymore, or your senior sister's heart will break."

As she spoke, she gently patted Ye Fan's back, trying to comfort his heart filled with self-reproach.

A smug look of triumph flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, then he forced a smile. "Master, Senior Sister, I'm fine now. Go and see Fifth Senior Brother. The wedding turned into a farce because of me, and the guests need to be appeased."

Such understanding deserves praise from everyone.

Perhaps, aside from Qin Yichen?

Upon hearing this, Yun Ruoxi was immediately furious. "Fifth Junior Brother caused all this trouble, and we have to clean up his mess? This is outrageous!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Hongyan frowned slightly, her gaze lingering on Ye Fan for a moment, as if trying to discern his inner thoughts.

She parted her lips slightly, "Now that Xiao Fan is alright, the matters outside do need to be dealt with."

He glanced at Yun Ruoxi and said, "Xiao Fan has just recovered from a serious illness. You stay here to take care of him. We'll go and deal with things outside. We'll come back to see Xiao Fan after we're done."

Although Yun Ruoxi was unwilling, she understood that the overall situation was more important, so she could only nod, her eyes full of worry for Ye Fan.

Luo Hongyan turned and left. Leng Qingge, dressed in a red dress that seemed to leap like flames, walked lightly towards the door, her figure swaying, like a fairy from a painting stepping into the mortal world.

It's incredibly ironic that she abandoned her groom on her wedding day, wearing her wedding dress to take care of another man.

……

The originally lively and joyous wedding banquet seemed to have been swept away by a sudden gust of wind, and ended abruptly.

The once vibrant scene of fluttering red ribbons and joyous celebration is now nothing but desolation and silence.

Qin Yichen's face, which usually carried a calm smile, showed no emotion at this moment.

He stood quietly in place, a hint of weariness and helplessness in his eyes.

After seeing off the last guest, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and he felt a great sense of relief, letting out a deep breath.

Immediately afterwards, a look of excitement flashed across his face, and the light in his eyes shone as brightly as the stars in the night.

He turned around impatiently and rushed to the gift registration desk like an arrow, asking anxiously, "Are all the congratulatory gifts here?"

His tone contained an undisguised anticipation, as if the gift was the most important thing to him.

You know, if it weren't for the generous congratulatory gifts, he would have quit long ago. Why would he still be putting on a smiling face and seeing off those guests?

In his view, whether the marriage goes through or not is irrelevant, but the wedding gift is absolutely a must!

The disciple in charge of registration was clearly startled by his sudden action. After a slight pause, he quickly answered truthfully, "They're all... all here."

He looked at Qin Yichen cautiously, his eyes revealing a hint of awe and doubt, not understanding why the groom cared so much about these wedding gifts.

A cunning glint flashed in Qin Yichen's eyes, like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey.

He eagerly lifted the red silk covering the gift table, revealing a variety of gifts: cultivation techniques, magical treasures, rare medicinal herbs, elixirs...

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to an exquisite wooden box, which was carved with intricate cloud and thunder patterns, exuding an extraordinary aura.

His heart raced as he carefully opened the package, revealing a strange fruit emitting a faint glow.

The disciples in charge of registration looked at him with surprise at his eagerness.

Qin Yichen paid no heed, a satisfied smile curving his lips as he swept the prize away with a wave of his hand.

Seeing this scene, the disciple in charge of registration couldn't help but feel a sense of indescribable embarrassment.

He frowned and said with a troubled expression, "Holy Son, you must think it over. According to the sect's rules, these gifts should belong to the sect. You cannot take them away without permission, otherwise it may cause unnecessary trouble."