lcionline Chapter 337 Taking Root
Chapter 337 Taking Root
Ye Yu didn't speak, but her face showed considerable disapproval.
Needless to say, Mu Bai was soft-hearted to begin with.
Not wanting to embarrass her in front of everyone, Shaoyi said, "Then let's go with your suggestion for now."
"grown ups!"
Bai Sang'er was anxious; this was no small matter.
The cicadas' chirping was a constant, trembling sound.
At the family dinner, you could hear a pin drop.
Mu Yunyun looked up from the gift list, her eyes now clear.
"Alright, let's just go through the gift-giving process according to this list."
Bai Sang'er breathed a sigh of relief: "Then this servant will go and make the arrangements now. We'll hold the ceremony another day and set a date."
Mu Yunyun handed her the gift list: "I've always trusted you to get things done, so let's leave it at that."
"Yes, Chieftain."
Bai Sang'er had someone quickly send the gift list down.
The young slave dared not delay, fearing he might offend his master, and hurriedly went downstairs.
The family dinner is still going on.
But Mu Yunyun had long lost the desire to eat.
The meal was tasteless and quickly ended.
......
The moon is as cold as water.
A mountain breeze swept through, scattering autumn leaves and creating ripples on the lake.
Bai Sang'er stood behind Mu Yunyun and asked cautiously, "Is the clan leader unhappy?"
After the family banquet ended, the clan leader did not go to other courtyards, but stood here for a long time.
Few people come to this lake. On the other side of the lake, candlelight can be faintly seen; that is where Lord Qiyue lives.
Mu Yunyun looked across at the other side: "Has the guest list been finalized?"
Is it about the grand banquet?
Bai Sang'er didn't know why this was brought up, but she still nodded: "It's all been drafted, and it's been shown to the Dijiang Clan. Didn't the Clan Chief also take a look?"
Lord Shaoyi mentioned it briefly at the family banquet just now.
Mu Yunyun smiled wryly: "How fortunate our Snow Weasel clan is to have invited these ancient clans. They only agreed because of the Emperor Jiang clan."
"The Great Clan Chief and the Dijiang Clan have formed a pact, so the two clans are of the same blood and lineage. Why distinguish between you and me?"
"What if it's Jiang Shuiqi?"
Bai Sang'er was taken aback: "What does the clan leader mean?" She didn't understand.
Mu Yunyun closed her eyes, feeling the mountain breeze, concealing the loneliness in her eyes.
"If my Mu clan and Jiang Shuiqi clan form a sworn brotherhood, how many guests will be able to attend the banquet?"
"this......"
Bai Sang'er cautiously spoke up: "The clans in Yingzhou have always been on good terms with Lord Qiyue, so they probably won't shirk their responsibilities."
She was still a little unsure.
Jiang Shuiqi had long since stopped weaving dragon silk.
In terms of prestige, they certainly can't compare to the Emperor Jiang clan.
And they, the Mu clan...
Apart from Shennong and Yingzhao, who have some status, the rest are all minor clans of Yuanzhou. Those old clans of Yuanzhou probably wouldn't deign to come here...
However, Bai Sang'er dared not say those words.
Her silence doesn't mean Mu Yunyun doesn't understand.
Mu Yunyun opened her eyes, and her eyes reflected a pool of autumn water, calm and still.
“I remember there was a person in the tribe named Rabbit Fur.”
Rabbit fur?
Bai Sang'er nodded: "There is such a person. Why does the clan leader ask about this?"
"Go and call Rabbit Fur over, I have something to tell you."
"Now?"
"Yes, now."
Bai Sang'er glanced at the sky; the moon was already hanging on the treetops, and it was past midnight.
However, she didn't dare to delay and hurried off.
Mu Yunyun stared at the lake, and a long-lost sense of peace settled in her heart.
She can't rush.
Her Snow Weasel Clan had just established itself in Yuanzhou through agriculture, and to those ancient clans, they were nothing more than outsiders, not even worthy of being mentioned.
She wants to make up for so much, so she has to do it step by step...