Chapter 145: Abandonment (2nd Update)

Gu Yanfei's gaze turned to the compass at his side, and suddenly he understood why the Murong family had chosen Gu Yunzhen for the "marriage in haste".
Gu Yunzhen's destiny is weak, both physically and spiritually, making her prone to evil and bad luck. Therefore, her fortune and yang energy are the most vulnerable and she is the most suitable candidate.
"Enough." Gu Yunzhen interrupted Gu Yunzhuo's words, her expression still gentle. "Third sister, I have reached the age of marriage."
According to the customs of Da Jing, reaching the age of marriage represents a girl's coming of age.
"I have made up my mind."
The last six words were soft yet firm.
There was silence around.
Gu Yunxian's eyes widened slightly, and her smile froze rare on her face. She looked at Gu Yunzhen's expression, a mixture of disappointment, shock, and a hint of sigh, and whispered, "Big sister, you have really disappointed me!"
With the last word falling, the golden aura around Gu Yunxiao surged even more intensely, like gushing lava, entwined around her.
Even the brilliance of the rising sun paled in comparison to her aura.
Gu Yunzhen's pupils flickered, with a hint of perplexity in her eyes, and she tightly clutched her handkerchief.
"Stop being disappointed all the time, who do you think you are!" Gu Yanfei's voice sounded clear and cold again, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her lips, her tone both direct and sharp, "Do you want to control others, or show off in front of others?"
"Just manage yourself well, it's not too bad!"
"What's wrong with Gu Yunyan? She insists on shaping others into what she wants like clay dolls!"
"..." Gu Yunyan frowned slightly, feeling that Gu Yanfei was simply inexplicable, or perhaps, she couldn't stand seeing others doing well.
has Gu Yanfei ever thought that if Gu Yunzhen fails to marry Murong Yong, it will be difficult for her to find another marriage that is almost as good.
Gu Yunzhen's impulsive decision for "rushing for joy" will only lead to a lifetime of regret.
In this world, women are subjected to much harsher standards than men, and apart from getting married, Gu Yunzhen has no other way out.
She is different from herself!
Gu Yanfei's eyes were calm, with her dark eyes like a vast galaxy, once again capturing Gu Yunxian's moment of aloofness and superiority.
The look in her eyes seemed to say that she was different from others, as if she knew she was the favorite of Heaven, the child of destiny!
Guyan Fei pondered for a moment and continued, word by word, "Guyun Zhen is not your older sister."
"Her surname is Gu."
"What's your surname? Do you want me to remind you?"
"If you want an ideal elder sister, go to Huai Bei. There you will find your real cousins."
"And your real father and real brother."
"Don't look for your relatives in our family."
Saying these words, Gu Yanfei's tone was flat, casual but elegant, naturally beautiful and graceful.
“……”顾云嫆被顾燕飞骂得脸色发白，脸上露出罕见的愠色，又羞，又气，又急。
对她来说，她这不光彩的出身就是她的命门。
Every time this matter is brought up, it feels like a barely healed scar that is brutally torn open.
Gu Yanfei hid his right hand under the stone table and quickly drew a symbol in the air. Then, pretending to comfort Gu Yunzhen by patting her back, he quietly pressed this symbol onto her body. A faint stream of light flashed for a moment and entered Gu Yunzhen's body, unnoticed by anyone.
Feeling Gu Yanfei's hand gently stroke her back, Gu Yunzhen's slightly confused eyes suddenly became determined, and her gaze became clear as water.
"Third sister, this is my life." Gu Yu
This is her life and should be decided by her, not bound by others' words.
Gu Yanfei also smiled.
She saw that the pale white aura around Gu Yunzhen had become rich in an instant, and the golden aura wrapped around her retreated like an electric shock.
It's as if something completely severed the connection between the two of them, cut it in half.
"..." Gu Yunxian stared blankly at Gu Yunzhen, her heart turning cold and her disappointment reaching its peak.
The current Gu Yunzhen is no longer the big sister she once knew.
Since that's the case, she will not persuade anymore.
"Do as you wish." Gu Yunjian uttered these three words, turning around without any nostalgia, and left with a sweep of her sleeves.
She was absentminded and forgot that there were stone steps by the pavilion. As a result, she stepped into empty space and fell forward.
The spacious cloak billowed in the morning breeze, resembling a colorful butterfly fallen from among the flowers.
"Girl, be careful?!" Xia Lianhua exclaimed in horror, quickly attempting to help Gu Yunjian.
The food container in her hands fell to the ground, and as it hit the ground, the pastries inside spilled everywhere.
Her sharp voice broke the silence of the early morning, startling several birds into flying away.
However, Xia Lian was a step too late. Gu Yunxuan had already knelt down and slammed her forehead against the nearby stone stool, making a "thud" sound.
"Miss, your forehead..." Xia Lian helped Gu Yunjian up from the ground, while looking at her forehead with pity. The left corner of her forehead was swollen and red from being hit by a stone pillar.
The disheveled hair of Gu Yunhui accompanied the fall just now, with a few strands of broken hair falling on the temples.
Gu Yunchen couldn't help but stand up and look in Gu Yunhui's direction, relieved to see that she was fine.
"Let's go." Gu Yunhan, leaning on Xia Lian for support, walked away with a slight stagger, never looking back at Gu Yunzhen.
Looking at her departing figure, Gu Yanfei tilted her cheek slightly as if she had realized something.
Gu Yunhao is the daughter of destiny, favored by the heavenly path. Anyone who inflicts harm upon Gu Yunhao will suffer the wrath of the heavens. Even though she only brushed away the golden aura from Gu Yun's body last time, her hand was reddened and burned as a result.
So, Gu Yanfei knows that she absolutely cannot confront Gu Yunjian head-on.
Just now, the symbol she painted on Gu Yunzhen's back is not an offensive symbol, but a calming symbol.
The purpose of this calming symbol is to make Gu Yunzhen's belief even more firm, to hold onto her true self, and not be influenced by external forces.
In other words, Gu Yunzhen is no longer the "ideal" older sister in Gu Yunzhen's heart.
Gu Yanfei picked her eyebrows slightly, murmuring almost silently, "When my elder sister was four years old, she played with Gu Yunyan. The two fell down the steps, and my elder sister became a cushion for Gu Yunyan. She got a cut on her forehead..."
Gu Yunhao "gave up" Gu Yunzhen.
Gu Yunzhen will no longer bear disasters for her.
Even the disasters that Gu Yunzhen had once blocked for her should be returned one by one.
Even if Gu Yunlian is the favorite of the heavens, I'm afraid she'll have a streak of bad luck.
How interesting!
Gu Yanfei bit her lip, her eyes shimmering, and she looked towards the east with a slight lift of her chin.
In the sky above, the crimson sun was slowly rising from the horizon.
The first ray of morning sunlight gently illuminates the earth, almost brightening the entire capital city.
Including the Muren Mansion located in the north of the city.
The first beam of sunlight seeps through the hazy window paper, shining into the room of the old lady. The green-clad young maid who keeps watch opens her eyes drowsily, only to realize that it is already dawn.
The little maid yawned sleepily and unconsciously looked towards the window, sighing to the other maid in blue clothes, "Sister Haitang, the sunshine is so lovely today."
The maid in a blue dress was dozing off just now. She pinched her handkerchief and rubbed her eyes, mumbling, "Yeah, it's a sunny day... Huh? The sunlight is actually shining into the room today?"
The blue-clad maid looked towards the window, which was illuminated by the sunlight, somewhat belatedly.
Then, the two of them stared at each other.
Whether it was due to the unfavorable orientation of the room or because the trees outside blocked the sunlight, this room was always dim and gloomy.
"Oh dear, it's almost dawn." The little maid glanced at the hourglass and quickly stood up from the small stool. "We need to wash the face and turn over the old lady."
Madam Murong has been bedridden for years, and the doctors instructed that in order to prevent bedsores, the patient needs to be turned over every half an hour.
The maid in blue quickly got up and the two of them were skillful in their actions. They first washed Madam Murong's face with warm water and then turned her lying body over together, patting her back.
The young maidservant gently patted the old lady's palm twice, but her expression changed drastically when her gaze swept over the latter's neck. Her trembling finger pointed at the back of the old lady's neck and said, "Sister Haitang, look... what is this?"
The back of Lady Murong's neck to her back is covered with dark purple patches, ranging in size from a small copper coin to as large as a fist. On her almost deathly pale skin, they are distressingly conspicuous.
"Is this... is this bed sores?" the servant girl in blue clothes asked tremblingly, but a voice in her heart said, no, this is not bed sores, it looks more like... corpse spots.
The little maid was so frightened that she felt like her soul was about to leave her body. If anything were to happen to the old lady, they wouldn't be able to explain it.
"I will go and report to the master and the mistress." The little maid rushed out of the inner room like a gust of wind, lifting the thick brocade curtain roughly and then letting it fall with a thud. The curtain continued to tremble in the air with a rustling sound.
And so, the chaos began at the Mu Rong Mansion.
Today was supposed to be the day when the Gu family sent the dowry over. The Mu Rong family had been preparing for it early, with decorations and lights all over the mansion. Even the Imam had been invited early in the morning.
The elder couple, Mr. Murong Hao and his wife, were entertaining the Muslim guests in the main hall of the outer courtyard. Upon hearing the report from the servant girl, they welcomed the Muslim guests to the residence of Mrs. Murong in unison.

As soon as he entered the room, Shangqingzhen frowned and sensed that something was wrong.
It's too bright in here!
Instead of looking at the Madam Murong on the bed, he directly cast his gaze towards a certain window, gently moving the silver-white duster in his hand.

The Daoist Immortal walked gracefully towards the window, his yellow robes billowing with each step, exuding an air of celestial grace.
He pointed his duster at a symbol on the window and asked calmly, "Why is there one less symbol here?"
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