Chapter 94 - 96: Sleep, Luoluo

Chapter 94: Chapter 96: Sleep, Luoluo

After her tearful outburst, Lan Ya went to Su Nuannuan’s room, but she was nowhere to be found.

’That child... where has she run off to today? I can’t find her anywhere.’

Since she still had to make dinner, Lan Ya gave up the search.

She found a young female, explained the situation, and asked her to go find Su Nuannuan.

After dinner, the young female came to find her. "Madam, I already told Sister Nuannuan. Sister Nuannuan said that in her position, it wouldn’t be right to disturb Luoluo and Luan Ting, so she won’t go. She thanks you for your kindness."

"Not going?" Lan Ya was floored. She never imagined that Su Nuannuan would so benevolently refuse the opportunity she had tearfully pleaded for.

’That silly girl. She can be kind any other time, but not when it comes to this.’

’If she keeps giving way, Su Luoluo and Luan Ting will seal the deal, and then what will be left for her?’

"Where is she now?" ’I’ll have to speak with her privately and make her understand that she has to be proactive and fight for what she wants.’

Back when many females fancied Su Yang, she was the only one who acted decisively, declaring she would only have him as her one and only Beastman. That was how she’d successfully won him over.

Although she sometimes felt it was a pity to have only one Beastman, he gave her the best food and clothes, was handsome, and was the most powerful leader among the nearby tribes. She still felt she had made the right choice all those years ago.

A female’s happiness is something she must fight for herself.

’Nuannuan is just too naive about these things. Even his ugly daughter knew to tie down her Beastmen by their stomachs with all kinds of strange and wonderful meals.’

"I don’t know that either. I couldn’t find Sister Nuannuan at all," the young female replied.

"You couldn’t find her? What has she been doing these past few days, completely vanishing like this? Forget it. I’ll find her myself when I have a spare moment."

However, Lan Ya looked for her for several days, but by the day of the ritual, there was still no sign of Su Nuannuan.

Because the grand ritual was so important, Su Luoluo made a point of wearing a particularly magnificent feather skirt.

It had been made from feathers that Fu Feng had hunted.

It was woven primarily from white feathers, with just a few emerald-green ones trailing from the hem.

The top was a bustier also made of white feathers, and to complete the look, Su Luoluo tucked a few green feathers behind her ear, echoing the detail at the hem.

The overall effect was incredibly flattering to her figure.

Su Yang gazed at Su Luoluo’s splendid attire and nodded in satisfaction. "This feather dress is nice. It looks wonderful on you."

Though his words were directed at Su Luoluo, his gaze was fixed on Lan Ya.

’His daughter might not compare to Su Nuannuan in some ways, but she certainly cleans up well.’

’Look at that rounded figure. Isn’t that much more attractive than some skinny frame?’

’Lan Ya didn’t get it because she was a female, but Beastmen loved a woman with some meat on her bones.’

’Luan Ting is sure to like Luoluo’s getup.’

Lan Ya pursed her lips at his words but said nothing.

’The feather skirt looks fine on Su Luoluo, but she’s still too fat,’ she thought. ’If Nuannuan were wearing it, she would look much better.’

’That wretched girl, actually hiding herself just to get out of attending the ritual.’

’So very kind of her.’

Su Luoluo smiled, her face full of confidence. "I think it looks good, too."

She had always been confident in the clothes she made, so she saw no need for false modesty and accepted the compliment graciously.

Seeing Su Luoluo’s natural grace, Su Yang felt even more gratified. ’This is my daughter, Su Yang’s daughter. I knew I wasn’t mistaken about her.’

He nodded and handed her the torch. "Father is entrusting this torch to you. You must bring back the Heavenly God’s Fire."

Su Luoluo took it with a firm grip and nodded. "Don’t worry, Father. I will."

"Mm, I’m counting on you." Then, Su Yang turned to Luan Ting, who stood nearby in a white beast skin, and added, "Luan Ting, take good care of Luoluo on the journey."

Luan Ting inclined his head, then transformed into his wolf form. Su Luoluo mounted him, held the torch aloft, and they departed.

Everyone gathered in the square to see them off.

Xiao Ye’s gaze fell on Lan Ya in the crowd, and his eyes filled with disappointment. She hadn’t objected at all; she had actually let this happen.

The ritual for the Heavenly God was a momentous event, so it wasn’t his place to interfere. He had assumed Lan Ya would be the one to stop it, but she had done nothing at all.

Fu Feng and Mo Xuan watched them go, a slight feeling of disappointment settling in their hearts.

They never expected that one day, when Su Luoluo left, they would actually miss her.

In the past, this was something they would have desperately wanted.

Nantu’s expression was placid, revealing nothing, as if he couldn’t care less about what was unfolding before him.

Xi Yi’s face was also largely unreadable, but as his gaze drifted to the horizon, his thoughts seemed to wander far away.

Lost in the crowd, Su Nuannuan stared at Su Luoluo riding on Luan Ting’s back, her eyes bloodshot and brimming with a hatred so intense it threatened to overflow.

’Su Luoluo, just you wait. I’m not going to let you off.’

She touched her face, her fingers brushing over the skin concealed by white powder. Beneath its delicate surface, her skin was a mass of uneven bumps.

The day the potion had gotten on her face, it had started to fester.

She had frantically searched for medicinal herbs, but nothing worked.

In her attempt to utterly humiliate Su Luoluo, she had sprinkled a large amount of Bitter Man Powder on the beast skin.

But she never thought Su Luoluo would be so cunning as to discover it. Worse, she had smeared it back onto her, disfiguring her face and body.

If she hadn’t met the kind A’zu, who told her to cover her face with pearl powder, she wouldn’t have been able to appear in public at all.

This grand ritual was so important. She had talked about it with Lan Ya long ago, hoping to use the occasion to get close to Luan Ting, but she never imagined she would end up disfigured.

In her current state, she was completely dependent on pearl powder. The moment it was wiped away, she would be revealed as a hideously ugly female.

How could she ever be with Luan Ting with a face like this?

’I need to create a better, waterproof pearl powder.’

...

With Luan Ting around, Su Luoluo didn’t have to worry about a thing.

He looked after her like a kind older brother, and the journey was quite comfortable.

At mealtimes, she would take out the clay pot she’d brought along. They foraged as they traveled, eating whatever they could find, and the two of them got along quite harmoniously.

But when night fell, things became a little awkward. The sleeping arrangement was a problem.

Su Luoluo had the foresight to bring a beast skin hammock, but their current location was all low shrubs and no trees, rendering the hammock useless.

Looking around, she realized the only option was to find a suitable spot on the ground to sleep.

She had just found a suitable spot and was holding her beast skin blanket when she saw Luan Ting approaching. In the cool, white moonlight, his own long fingers, holding a beast skin blanket, looked exceptionally slender and elegant.

Su Luoluo, however, felt a wave of awkwardness. It looked as if he was about to fight her for the spot.

She pursed her lips, debating whether to say something. But Luan Ting simply laid his beast skin blanket on the ground, and in the same smooth motion, took the one from her hands and laid it out beside his.

With a gentle expression and a soft smile, he looked at Su Luoluo. "Sleep."

Su Luoluo stared at the two beast skin blankets lying side by side, a flash of surprise on her face.

But before she could even react, an arm wrapped around her waist and Luan Ting pulled her down...