bioinnovel Chapter 36 Tan Shuo's mother also fell in love with Gu Yan
Chapter 36 Tan Shuo's mother also fell in love with Gu Yan
From that day on, Tan Shuo began cultivating frantically, completely neglecting the affairs of Changyang City. Gu Yan and Mu Qinghe were both skilled doctors; a single glance was enough to tell that this guy wasn't sick at all.
Gu Yan gave him a glimmer of hope, and he became energetic and lively, though his mental state became somewhat erratic.
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Several days later, at the Mu residence.
The maple leaves in the courtyard had already quietly turned red, and many precious chrysanthemums were displayed on the shelves. Inside the house, a beautiful woman dressed in a purple palace gown was serving tea and talking to a young man in white wearing a silver mask.
"Ever since you visited my rebellious son, sir, he's gotten better every day, full of energy. Thank you so much, sir!" Xiao Wanmei said with a smile. Although he's a bit eccentric now, it's better than lying in bed half-dead. So be it if he becomes a cultivation fanatic. If he can really cultivate to the Spirit King realm, it will be a good thing for both the Tan and Xiao families.
As for the city lord, it doesn't matter whether he becomes one or not.
She came today specifically to thank Gu Yan.
Xiao Wanmei came to the Mu residence today, and her granddaughter Tan Xing'er came along as well. Not only Tan Xing'er, but also her daughter-in-law Xiang Suyun came. Xiang Suyun's presence surprised both Xiao Wanmei and Tan Xing'er. Standing behind Xiao Wanmei, Xiang Suyun's eyes, as she looked at Gu Yan, held a hidden emotion that no one else could discern.
"Mrs. Tan, you're too kind. I didn't do anything," Gu Yan said.
Xiao Wanmei looked at Gu Yan, hesitated for a moment, and then smiled and said, "I have another request, I wonder if you would be willing to grant it, sir?"
"Please speak, Madam."
Xiao Wanmei chuckled, "It's nothing serious, I'm just curious about your appearance and want to catch a glimpse of your handsome figure."
She was simply too curious to know what kind of stunningly handsome man could make her son so infatuated. Upon hearing Xiao Wanmei's words, Tan Xing'er, standing behind her, gasped, her large eyes fixed intently on Gu Yan.
Gu Yan chuckled softly, "This..."
This really wasn't a big deal. After thinking for a moment, Gu Yan reached out and removed his mask. This Madam Tan already had a granddaughter; surely she wouldn't actually have any designs on him?
After the mask was removed, Xiao Wanmei was completely stunned.
Her eyebrows were painted like spring mountains, her eyes were like clear water, her skin was like snow, and her bones were like the moon. Her beauty was unparalleled, like a god.
Xiao Wanmei stared blankly at Gu Yan's face, not snapping out of her daze for a full minute.
As for Tan Xing'er and Xiang Suyun standing behind her, they were also staring wide-eyed.
Is this...is this really not an immortal?
"Lady Tanhou?" Gu Yan asked.
Xiao Wanmei trembled, finally snapping back to reality. She met Gu Yan's emerald eyes, her heart pounding wildly. Even when she was eighteen, on her wedding night with her husband, her heart had never raced this fast.
"Sir, could you be a reincarnation of an immortal?" Xiao Wanmei asked, blushing.
Gu Yan smiled and said, "Madam Tan is joking."
He's only at the Nascent Soul stage; who knows how long it will be before he becomes an immortal.
Speaking of which, there are legends of immortals in the Yunlan Realm, but no trace of cultivators, which is quite strange, since their cultivation system is so similar to that of cultivators.
Gu Yan had no idea that this Lady Tan would fall in love with her son from then on, and would even cause him a lot of trouble.
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After staying at the Mu residence for a few more days, Gu Yan bid farewell to Mu Qinghe.
"Are you leaving? Won't you stay a few more days?" Mu Qinghe was very reluctant to part with Gu Yan.
"I've been bothering you here for a long time, it's time for me to go," Gu Yan said.
"I'm not bothering you at all. I wish you could stay here and discuss the formulas with me," Mu Qinghe said.
"Brother Mu, as I told you, I was injured, which caused my cultivation to regress. The spiritual herbs I needed have actually been found, so I must go and make the trip. I will definitely come back to bother you again when I have time in the future," Gu Yan said.
Since Gu Yan had said so, Mu Qinghe could only nod: "The spiritual herbs you want are all in dangerous and perilous places. If you insist on going there in person, you must be careful in everything you do."
Gu Yan nodded: "I will be careful."
Mu Qinghe looked at him and sighed, then said with a wry smile, "If you leave like this, my two girls will definitely be even more reluctant to part with you than I am."
Gu Yan smiled but remained silent.
He knew what Liu Feiyan and Xu Ruolan were thinking, and so did Mu Qinghe. Mu Qinghe had hinted to Gu Yan many times about his feelings for his two female disciples, but Gu Yan's meaning was clear: he was focused on the Dao and had no interest in romance.
Mu Qinghe could only lament on behalf of his two disciples that their love was unrequited.
And so, Gu Yan left the Mu residence.
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As night fell, lanterns were lit throughout the city lord's mansion.
Xiao Wanmei sat in front of the dressing mirror in her bathrobe, lost in thought. Ever since she saw Gu Yan's true face that day, she had been unable to forget him. From then on, she thought of him day and night, and even dreamed of him.
As a married woman, especially one with a granddaughter, these feelings were naturally difficult to express, yet they came on so overwhelmingly that they were completely unstoppable.
"Madam, Madam, the Marquis has returned."
A maid came in and said.
Xiao Wanmei stood up, put on her coat, and went outside. She saw a tall man step into the hall. This man had piercing eyes and an imposing presence. He was Tan Shuo's father, Marquis Pingyuan and Prefect of Baima County, Tan Yue.
Tan Yue looks a few years older than his son. He is exceptionally handsome and his features are about 70% similar to his son Tan Shuo's, but he is three points more handsome than his son.
He had already heard about what was happening in Changyang City while he was in the capital, so as soon as his official business was finished, he returned without stopping.
Is it true that his son has become infatuated with a man?
He didn't believe it, he absolutely refused to believe it.
"Husband, you...you're back." Xiao Wanmei felt guilty as soon as she saw her husband. Although she and Gu Yan had nothing going on, emotional infidelity was still infidelity, and she was always uneasy.
"Is that true?" Tan Yue asked as soon as she opened her mouth.
Xiao Wanmei was startled: "W-what's going on?"
"It's all over the place, it's even reached His Majesty's ears. Everyone's saying that my son, Tan Yue, is completely infatuated with a man. Is that true?" Tan Yue said angrily.
Xiao Wanmei clutched the handkerchief in her hand, not daring to speak.
When Tan Yue saw her like this, her heart skipped a beat, and then she understood, and her anger flared up instantly.
"Where is that wretched child? Where is he? Bring him here!" Tan Yue said excitedly to the attendant beside her.
Seeing that he was about to get angry, the attendant hurriedly went to call Tan Shuo.
A moment later, Tan Shuo arrived. As soon as he entered the courtyard, a purple whip lashed out. Tan Shuo quickly dodged to the side, and with a loud crack, a deep welt appeared on the ground.
Tan Shuo looked at his father in a panic: "Father, Father, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing? You still ask me what I'm doing? There are so many women in the world, why don't you go after them? Why do you go after men? Do you know what people are saying outside? I'll beat you to death today, I'll just beat you to death." Tan Yue grabbed a whip and started lashing at Tan Shuo, who was chased all over the mansion.
This kind of thing happened frequently three hundred years ago. At that time, Tan Shuo had just entered his rebellious phase and was whipped every few days.
However, he had not been whipped by his father for more than two hundred years, and he never expected that after so many years, he would be able to taste this kind of fatherly love again.