Chapter 344 Jealousy(3)_1
Upon hearing this, Wen’er was all too eager and hastily agreed, despite being weary from a day of traveling. Brimming with excitement and full of energy, she waited for her master to teach her martial arts.
As soon as Mu Zhongqing’s family had departed, Nangong Yi began to instruct Wen’er. Amid their training session, he casually asked her why their family seemed so dispirited.
"It’s all because of Young Master Huo," Wen’er said, her lips pursed to display her displeasure, "All of a sudden, he left his position as prefect of Lin’an Prefecture and came to propose marriage to my dad and mom, intending to make my older sister his wife!"
Upon hearing that Huo Yuan had proposed to the Mu Family, Nangong Yi’s heart sank as if into a pit of ice. He stood there dumbfounded and unable to recover for a long while!
The thing he had feared had finally happened!
Someone had proposed to his darling girl. Her pure, jade-like body, her flower-like beauty, her charming personality, her every frown and smile, every gesture, every expression, were all to become someone else’s possession. This realization, like a sharp sword, pierced through his heart causing an unbearable pain.
He could not imagine her in the arms of another man, nor could he bear the thought of her serving another man. The mere notion of her sleeping on someone else’s couch, becoming their wife, providing for their home, bearing their children, tore at his heart like a razor, leaving him breathless with agony.
Although the Mu Family had not yet responded to this matter, Huo Yuan could offer her the status of official wife - which suits her marrying requirements. Moreover, she has always harbored favorable feelings towards him. She would probably agree to his proposal, wouldn’t she...
The pain in his heart intensified. He clenched his fists tightly, staring in the direction of her room, allowing himself to be consumed by bitter torment.
She was getting engaged—would soon become another man’s woman. Someone else’s tag would be placed on her, utterly severing him from her. Would they forget each other as if they had never met? But could he really let go of or forget her? He doubted it.
Or, should he disregard everything else and fight for her? Should he throw caution to the wind and take her back? But then, how would he deal with the serious consequences?
Not knowing how to deal with Wen’er, Nangong Yi walked back to his room like a sleepwalker. He fetched an old, pink belly wrap from his sleeve and began to fondle it.