The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Looking at the sleeping figure next to him, Mo Luofan gently stroked the loose hair on her face.

Mo Xiaolan was awakened by the cool breeze in her sleep, and then she slowly opened her hazy eyes and looked at the sky outside the window. It was still dark blue, so she asked casually, "What time is it?"

"It's almost Yin hour," he replied.

"I've only slept for a short while." She felt that she was not fully awake yet, so she rubbed herself in his arms and found a comfortable place, and asked in a soft voice: "Can't you sleep?"

"Ah."

How could he sleep with the beauty he had met again in his arms after a long separation? He just wanted to keep looking at her, just keep looking at her.

"Go to sleep quickly. Don't we have to go down the mountain with Qi Run and the others to do some shopping in the morning?"

"Yeah, asleep." Mo Luofan pretended to close his eyes, and when the person in his arms made a sound of sleep like a kitten, he opened his deep eyes again.

After dawn, when morning classes were over, Qi Run, Zhu Fan and Xian Ke immediately ran to find him and went down the mountain.

Mo Luofan didn't want to go at first. Going down the mountain to buy things would not be as fun as being with his master. But he was now carrying the identity of Mo Fan. If he didn't go, he would arouse suspicion. So he could only be dragged down the mountain by the three people unwillingly.

The town at the foot of the mountain was still so lively and prosperous. Xianke was still pulling Qi Run around like a child to buy some gadgets and snacks.

Mo Luofan was also thinking about which snacks on the street would Mo Xiaolan like so that he could buy some for her.

Among the four, only Zhu Fan sighed from the start to the end.

"Zhu Fan, what's wrong with you? You've been feeling listless since this morning." Xianke handed him a string of candied haws and said, "Here, have some candied haws. Master Xian, eating sweets can make you feel better."

"Alas." Zhu Fan took the candied haws and muttered softly, "It would be better if Mo Chu was here."

Although he spoke in a low voice, Mo Luofan, who had sharp ears, heard every word. He immediately came up to him, pretending to be a fool and asked, "Brother, if you have anything to say, please tell me. We can solve it together."

Zhu Fan was silent for a few minutes before he slowly spoke: "I want to propose to Zhu Ling, but this is my first time proposing, and I don't know what to do to make her agree to marry me."

This statement shocked everyone.

"You finally decided to propose to Sister Zhu Ling. I thought you were going to delay her forever." Mo Luofan patted his shoulder.

Xianke nodded and said, "Come to think of it, it's you too. You two are so old and still haven't gotten married. It's really a shame."

"Isn't it easy to propose marriage? Isn't it just about buying a house, some silver, and some jewelry and necessities?"

Three pairs of eyes stared at Qi Run, Qi Run had a head full of question marks and spread his hands and said, "Isn't it?"

"If Brother Zhufan does this, he will definitely be kicked out by Sister Zhuling." Xianke seemed to have already seen the horrific situation.

Mo Luofan thought for a moment and touched his chin: "I think Senior Sister doesn't want these mundane things. What she wants is surprise and sincerity."

"Great minds think alike, Xiaofan!" Zhu Fan said excitedly, as if he had received an injection of chicken blood: "Originally, I wanted to go to the headmaster to discuss it, but he is in seclusion now, and I can't go in."

"Why do you have to look for the big bad leader?" Xianke asked puzzledly.

"Because we are the best of brothers." Zhu Fan smiled and shook his head like an old man, "We swore under the moon that one day, I would marry Zhu Ling and he would marry Master. But now Zhu Ling and I are finally married, but he and Master are still in this miserable state. As a brother, I am also very sad."

Mo Luofan narrowed his eyes, with a look of question marks on his face. When did they make the oath under the moon? How come he didn't know about it?

Hearing Zhu Fan's sigh, Qi Run immediately poked his waist, realizing that 'Mo Fan' was still here, and told him to stop talking.

Zhu Fan immediately shut up, and after a moment of embarrassment, he continued, "Then it's decided. As brothers, please help me think of something that will make Zhu Ling happy and surprised, and then she will marry me willingly."

Qingling Waterside Pavilion——

"Are we there yet?" Zhu Ling was blindfolded and, with the help of Xianke, slowly walked into the trap.

"We're here, we're here." Xianke stopped and pulled the bow tied at her back and said, "Wait a minute, don't be too surprised, three, two, one--"

As the countdown ended, Zhu Ling's eyes regained sight and he slowly recovered his vision after a brief period of blindness.

The person in front of me was wearing a white dress with wide sleeves and holding a large bunch of red roses, with petals that did not belong to this season floating all over the sky.

Suddenly, Zhu Fan knelt down on one knee, took out a jade ring from his sleeve, and stammered, "Zhu Ling, will you marry me? From now on, we..."

Suddenly it got stuck.

Mo Xiaolan, who was watching the show with her arms folded, held her forehead helplessly: "Didn't you say you knew it by heart? How come you forgot the words again?"

Fortunately, there was a solution. She waved her hand, and Qi Run immediately understood what she meant. He took out the clues he had prepared in advance. There was a large red cloth covered with clues.

After seeing the hint, Zhu Fan immediately gained confidence and continued, "From now on, the two of us will become husband and wife, share honor and disgrace, be one, grow old together with each other, and stay together for the rest of our lives."

Zhu Ling was obviously moved, with big tears streaming down her face.

Mo Xiaolan took the lead in clapping her hands and yelling, "Promise him, promise him, promise him."

"What should I say?" She thought of her master's cry for help not far away. She had never seen such a way of proposing marriage. She was really surprised and happy. It was difficult for her to come up with a countermeasure in the first time.

"Just say you are willing." Mo Xiaolan said.

Zhu Ling wiped away her tears and shouted, "I do."

Hua Ruoruo insisted on lighting the flame immediately, and colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky above the Qingling Water Pavilion, and the two newlyweds embraced each other.

Seeing this, Mo Luofan also took Mo Xiaolan into his arms.

Qi Run carefully tested the Xianke beside him. He first hooked his fingers around hers, and when he saw that she didn't refuse, he immediately took her hand. Xianke blushed and let him hold her hand.

Looking at the little fights and little romances between the three couples, Hua Ruoruo couldn't help but sigh: "Where is my spring?"

After the marriage proposal, they went back to their respective places. Mo Luofan was ready to embrace Mo Xiaolan into the room, but Mo Xiaolan held his hand and said, "Go somewhere with me."

He never imagined that Mo Xiaolan would come to Qingyuan Warm Pavilion.

Outside the master's bedroom, Mo Xiaolan hid behind a tree, looking at the small wooden door worriedly. Mo Luofan did not disturb her, but just stayed with her quietly.

"What is he doing now?"

"Who." Mo Luofan's heart was beating very fast at this moment.

"Nothing." Mo Xiaolan shook her head and held his hand: "Let's go, let's go back."

In a trance, Mo Luofan clearly saw that there were two more words at the end of the unfinished sentence, but she did not make any sound. As for what the words were, he did not see them carefully. He only knew that her lips curled up slightly, and then she bit her lower lip and let go.

After returning to Qingling Water Pavilion, Mo Xiaolan did not go back to his room immediately, but sat under a tree and patted the seat next to him, prompting him to sit down as well.

After Mo Luofan sat down, she leaned her head on his shoulder, looked at the bright moon in the sky and said, "You know, there should be a more grand marriage proposal happening here."

Looking at the now quiet Qingling Water Pavilion, Mo Xiaolan seemed to see that scene before her eyes.

The sun shone faintly on the top of the mountain. Right under this tree, there were countless silks, satins, gold, silver and jewels, and red silks floating in the air.

The hero and heroine of the story looked at each other.

That’s right, they are Mo Luofan and Ruo Xiangsi. On the fifth day after taking over Qingling Waterside Pavilion, Mo Luofan remarried Ruo Xiangsi with a thousand taels of gold and half of his empire as a betrothal gift.

Under the setting sun, the couple snuggled together.

This is the original novel's description of Mo Chu's proposal of marriage. The whole page tells of their love and affection.

Ruo Xiangsi's silent dedication.

Mo Luofan's sudden awakening.

It is said that God has a good vision and has made this couple come together, making them each other's only love.

If the girl who traveled through time and space was not living in Mo Xiaolan's body, but Ruo Xiangsi, would this grand proposal also belong to her?

It's not like what I want now, greedily using a clone to miss the real owner.

She knew very well in her heart that the person she wanted to snuggle with, the person she wanted to hug, the first person she wanted to see when she woke up every day was not Mo Fan, but Mo Luofan, the one she had lost with her own hands.

She knew that this was not just the love of a master for his disciple, but the love of a woman for a man. She didn't know when this love had sprouted deep in her heart and was growing slowly, but it was covered by a shadow called terror and self-righteousness. However, she could not remove this shadow and could only let it stretch endlessly and grow slowly.

If she was not Mo Xiaolan and did not have so many worries, but was like Ruo Xiangsi, who had a destined marriage, then when Mo Luofan expressed his feelings to her, she would definitely throw herself at him instead of rejecting him cruelly, fearing his power and predetermined fate and pushing him further and further away.

Yes, if she was Ruo Xiangsi, she would not be like she is now, looking back and forth, afraid that she would lose her life by accident.

If she was Ruo Xiangsi, she wouldn't have to worry even if she was already halfway into the gates of hell, because Mo Luofan would travel thousands of miles to find the treasures in the world to bring her back, hold her in his hands, and never leave her.

But, she is Mo Xiaolan, she is not Mo Luofan's destined lover. The possession they once had was only a brief moment, and one day Mo Luofan will return to the destined lover.

Because she is Mo Xiaolan, even if she died, Mo Luofan would not feel sad for a moment, just like the scene she saw at the beginning.

Mo Luofan would take Mo Xiaolan's body away just because he didn't want her blood and dirty body to defile Ruo Xiangsi's pure grave, her only resting place.

Suddenly, her body was wrapped in a dark and cold place. She wanted to get out, but found that there was no end.

A beam of blue light appeared in front of her. It was a large merged crystal lotus. The lotus was crystal clear and she could see the person inside. The person inside seemed to be herself. She half-opened her eyes, and tears welled up in her orchid eyes. She was like a pure and innocent goddess. There was no makeup on her face, but she was so beautiful that she was otherworldly.

Mo Xiaolan reached out to touch the cold crystal, wanting to open the lotus and wipe away the tears from the man's cheek.

But the man closed his eyes and shed one last tear.

The day after Zhu Fan proposed to her, Mo Xiaolan had a fever, which lasted for three consecutive days. Even if the fever subsided briefly, it would rise again within two hours.

Mo Luofan stayed by her bedside, taking care of her without a moment's rest for three whole days.

Zhu Fan and Zhu Ling tried to persuade him to take a rest and that they would take turns to take care of her, but he refused. He had to stay by her side until she really got better.

Zhufan and Zhuling had no choice but to find some sleeping pills and put them in the water to let him rest for a while. Perhaps because his nerves had been so tense during the past three days and his spirit had reached its limit, Mo Luofan fell into a deep sleep not long after.

Qi Run and Xian Ke came to take over first. Zhu Ling didn't trust other disciples to boil the medicine, so she boiled the medicine herself every time. However, she didn't know when Mo Xiaolan would be able to come and take the medicine, so she could only put the medicine in a warm place after boiling it. If it got cold, she had to boil it again immediately. Compared to that, her life was really hard.

Zhu Fan sympathized with her, so he discussed with her that when Mo Fan was resting, he and Qi Runxianke would take turns to boil medicine and take care of Mo Xiaolan.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Zhu Ling came into the room to look after the situation. When he was wiping Mo Xiaolan's face, he suddenly heard his master speaking. His voice was very small at first, and then it gradually got louder.

After hearing clearly what the master said, Zhu Ling was shocked and immediately ran to the Qingyuan warm room.