Chapter 686: Chapter 617: Bumping into a Secret Rendezvous_1 Chapter 686: Chapter 617: Bumping into a Secret Rendezvous_1 Daohua sized up the red thread tree, feeling that it indeed was very large, and appeared to be several hundred years old.

As more and more people gathered under the red thread tree, Daohua turned to Ping Tong, “Is it necessary to tie a red thread?”

Ping Tong nodded, “Of course, how can one miss tying a red thread after praying to Yuelao? Think about it, miss, what if Yuelao matches you with a fine young man, but you failed to tie the red thread and let him slip away? That would be a regrettable loss.”

Daohua fell silent, “All right then, you guys wait here, I’ll look around.”

She didn’t want to just wait around foolishly, the branches and leaves of the red thread tree were lush, many branches stretching outwards. She’d look to see if she could tie a red thread somewhere else.

Ping Tong quickly said, “Miss, don’t go too far.”

Daohua nodded, then began to stroll around the red thread tree.

At the same time, in a guest courtyard behind Yuelao Temple, Guo Ruomei and Chu Lang were sitting opposite each other in a pavilion.

Guo Ruomei looked at Chu Lang, whose face was somewhat pale, and after a moment of silence, she asked, “Your injury…”

Chu Lang chuckled lightly, “It’s nothing serious. The poison your son got from Monk Dunkong was potent. By the time I found him, he was almost done for. His final punch didn’t really hurt me; it’s just an old ailment flaring up, I’ll be fine after some rest.”

Guo Ruomei remained silent, not speaking. She knew that the details of the incident were far from as simple as Chu Lang described. After a long while, she finally said, “Thank you.”

Hearing these two words, Chu Lang’s face showed a bitter smile, and he took Guo Ruomei’s hand, “Must you always be so distant with me?”

Just then, rustling noises came from the courtyard wall, and both looked up just in time to see Daohua, who had just climbed up the wall and was looking at them.

Upon seeing Daohua, Guo Ruomei immediately let go of Chu Lang’s hand in a panic and quickly stepped back several paces, acting as though she was not familiar with Chu Lang.

Seeing her reaction, Chu Lang’s eyes took on a hint of gloom.

Daohua on top of the wall felt a sudden jolt in her heart upon seeing the two of them like this. What kind of luck was this? She was just tying a red thread and unexpectedly walked in on their secret rendezvous, and one of them was someone she knew.

As Chu Lang looked towards her, Daohua raised the red thread in her hand and said with an awkward smile, “I was just here to tie a red thread, I’ll be leaving immediately.” Having said that, she quickly tied the red thread to the tree and then looked at Chu Lang, “You guys carry on, carry on, just pretend you never saw me!”

Before Chu Lang could respond, she had already slipped down from the wall.

Chu Lang shook his head speechlessly. Thinking back to the scene he had witnessed on the boat with Xiao Yeyang and Daohua, he couldn’t help saying to Guo Ruomei, “Your son seems to care a lot for that girl.”

Guo Ruomei nodded, “I know the girl, she’s a good child. She has helped a lot in easing the relationship between Yangyang and me over the years.”

Chu Lang’s eyes flickered, and he raised an eyebrow, “Is that so?” He paused for a moment, “But I’ve heard that her family’s background isn’t very good.”

Guo Ruomei looked at Chu Lang, “Since when have you started to care about these things?”

Chu Lang: “I don’t care, but aren’t I afraid that you would?”

Guo Ruomei fell silent for a while, then said, “Yangyang has grown up, and I haven’t fulfilled much of my duty as a mother. How could I dare to meddle in his marriage? As long as he truly likes the girl, I won’t object.”

Chu Lang said nothing more.

Elsewhere, after Daohua climbed down the wall, she couldn’t help but pat her chest, somewhat lamenting her unlucky stroke, as even tying a red thread led to such an incident.

Glancing at the courtyard, Daohua quickly went to find Wang Manman and Bi Shi to join Yan Yihuan and the others.

On this trip to pray to Yuelao, Madam Li encountered quite a few acquaintances, and everyone agreed to have a vegetarian meal together in the temple.

After the meal, feeling a bit sleepy, Daohua wandered around the dining hall to shake off the drowsiness.

This time she did not dare to wander off, yet without her seeking it out, trouble found her.

Seeing Chu Lang blocking her path, Daohua’s drowsiness flew away instantly, and she raised a stiff paw to greet him, “What a coincidence.”

Chu Lang gently waved his folding fan and smiled, “It is quite a coincidence, Chu did not expect to see the lady here at Yuelao Temple.”

Daohua managed an awkward smile, thinking to herself that it was normal for her to come to Yuelao Temple, but it was abnormal for a man in his thirties or forties to be here.

“If elder has no business, then I will take my leave first.”

Having said that, she was in a hurry to leave with Wang Manman and Bi Shi.

Chu Lang ‘whooshed’ and closed his fan, using it to block Daohua’s path: “Unfortunately, I do have something to discuss with you.”

Daohua looked at the crowd coming and going not far away, and wasn’t too worried, but she still pinched the Sleeping Pill in her purse, silently calculating the chance of success: “I have only met the elder twice, what’s there to talk about?”

Chu Lang glanced at Daohua’s hand hanging by her side and smiled, “Of course, there is, for example, that stubborn and willful Xiao Yeyang.”

Daohua frowned, “Elder should speak plainly if he wishes to say something.”

Feeling Daohua’s guard, Chu Lang chuckled, “Why, has Xiao Yeyang not told you about my identity?”

Daohua gave him a look but didn’t say anything.

Chu Lang shook his head in disappointment: “He really is an ungrateful fellow. If it weren’t for me killing Monk Dunkong, his identity as a Jinling Guard would have been long exposed to the Eight Princes Party.”

Daohua did not respond; not to mention that she was unaware of this man’s identity, even if she knew, she wouldn’t help him speak against Xiao Yeyang. After a moment of silence, she spoke:
“Elder is stopping me because of the earlier incident?”

“Rest assured, I know very well that disaster comes from careless talk. The secret meeting you had with that madam today, my lips are sealed, I won’t tell a soul.”

Hearing this, Chu Lang was somewhat dumbfounded, then looked at Daohua with an incredulous expression: “Why would you think that I was having a secret rendezvous with Ruomei… with someone?”

Daohua displayed her suspicion: “Isn’t it so?” She had seen them holding hands, and then as soon as they saw her, they acted as though they were desperate to clear their names. If that wasn’t a secret rendezvous, what was it?

Chu Lang flatly denied: “Of course, it was not.”

Daohua responded with an ‘oh’ and then remained indifferent; she wasn’t interested in other people’s affairs.

Chu Lang ‘whooshed’ his fan frantically a few times, realizing this girl and Xiao Yeyang would make a perfect match, both capable of infuriating someone half to death.

Seeing that Chu Lang didn’t seem to have any hostility, Daohua began, “Elder, I have been out for a while and should return, lest my mother worries. Please allow me to leave first.”

Chu Lang glanced at Daohua indifferently, “I heard Xiao Yeyang is looking for Jingmiao Grass?”

Daohua, thinking of how to leave quickly, turned sharply towards Chu Lang upon hearing this: “Elder has Jingmiao Grass?”

Chu Lang raised an eyebrow: “Not in a hurry anymore?”

Daohua: “….”

Chu Lang’s expression turned serious: “Tell that youngster not to recklessly use medicine to unblock his meridians. The Eight Meridian Pill isn’t so easily concocted. Misusing medicine can cause lasting damage to the body.”

Hearing this, Daohua’s face fell in disappointment: “So, elder doesn’t have Jingmiao Grass after all?”

Chu Lang glanced at her and pulled out a small round box from his chest: “Take this to the youngster.”

Daohua looked at the box: “What’s this? May I take a look?”

Chu Lang: “Isn’t the youngster looking for the seeds of Jingmiao Grass? I happen to have one.” With that, he shook his head, “It’s just a seed; even if used for concocting medicine, it won’t have much effect.”

If it hadn’t been for the fact that this was a seed of the Jingmiao Grass, he wouldn’t have taken such good care of it.

Seeing Daohua’s face light up with happiness, Chu Lang’s mouth curled into a smile. If he had given the seed directly to Xiao Yeyang, the youngster would surely have refused to accept it given his temperament. Now that his beloved was accepting it on his behalf, regardless of whether the seed was useful or not, he had to acknowledge this favor.