# 1720
Chapter 1713: I'll Wait for You to Marry Me
Chang'an City.
Dawn was breaking as a carriage rushed into the city at full speed.
"Yan Zhong!"
Lin Qiye pushed open the manor door and walked straight in, shouting loudly.
"Brother Qiye?!" Yan Zhong, who was just walking out of the house, was delighted to see Lin Qiye return. "You've finished your travels?"
"Yeah." Lin Qiye nodded. "Where is Gongyang Wan?"
"She's at the Bureau of Evil Suppression with Yuwu. I'm here handling the screening of new members... Do you need something from her?"
"Did you find the place I asked you to send people to look for?"
"You mean Fengdu?" Yan Zhong immediately nodded. "Hu Jia and the others sent back news just a few days ago. Following the route you provided, they entered Fengdu and presented the Heavenly Master's edict... However, the Emperor of Fengdu appears to be away. Only a Ghost Emperor is present."
"And then?"
"They do have a type of Mysterious Yin Wood that can isolate all vitality using Mysterious Yin energy... But the quantity is extremely scarce. There's only one piece in all of Fengdu, and it's already been sent to Chang'an."
Hearing this, Lin Qiye finally relaxed.
Ever since leaving Chang'an with Jialan a year ago, he had been in constant correspondence with Gongyang Wan, wanting to find the material for the coffin from his memories. Since Jialan had been sealed in that coffin for two thousand years, it meant that coffin must have something special about it, something that could block the窥探 of the 【Key to the Gate】.
But after half a year of searching, the Bureau of Evil Suppression had sent people to various locations throughout Great Han without finding this material. In the end, Lin Qiye guessed that the material for that coffin might still originate from Fengdu itself. So he provided a route and sought an edict from Lingbao Tianzun, asking the Bureau of Evil Suppression to explore.
Now, this Mysterious Yin Wood was the only way to protect Jialan and this grand game.
"Listen carefully, in a moment..."
Lin Qiye instructed Yan Zhong a few things, and the latter nodded and immediately walked outside the manor.
Jialan stood behind him, worriedly asking:
"Qiye, will there be enough time?"
"There will be." Lin Qiye nodded. "Don't worry. The rest will be handled by us... It's just that doing this will make you suffer."
"It's only two thousand years anyway." Jialan said casually. "The Marquis is trapped in the river of fortune, Wu Quan is sealed beneath the Eastern Emperor Bell—they've all made sacrifices for this grand game... Besides, those monsters come looking for me all the time, annoying me. It'd be nice to find somewhere to hide."
"The Marquis in the river of fortune can occasionally meet with Gongyang Wan and the others, and Wu Quan's time is sealed, so naturally he won't perceive the passage of time... But you're different. Spending two thousand years alone in Mysterious Yin Wood... That would drive anyone mad." Lin Qiye's gaze was full of心疼.
"Then when you see me in the future, was I driven mad?"
"...No."
"Then that's all that matters." Jialan put her hands on her hips. "Don't underestimate me, Qiye. Even though I'm not very clever, I'm very focused when I do things... Waiting is the same."
Lin Qiye looked at her nonchalant appearance, unsure what to say for a moment.
"Qiye, I want to eat bean buns."
Lin Qiye snapped back to reality and immediately said, "Alright, I'll take you to eat right away!"
Lin Qiye took Jialan's hand and walked toward the streets of Chang'an. Jialan obediently followed behind Lin Qiye, feeling the warmth from his palm. Her eyes instantly reddened...
She took a deep breath, forcefully blinked, forcing the tears back. Then she strode ahead of Lin Qiye, leaving him only with a deep blue back.
"Qiye!"
"Hm?"
"Today, I want four bean buns!"
...
"Yuanding Year One, Huo Qubing, the Chief Commander of the Bureau of Evil Suppression, dispatched three hundred bronze armored warriors to forge the Mysterious Yin Wood into a coffin. They escorted the Immortal Maiden from Chang'an to Fengdu, a journey of seven days. They encountered three attacks by winged monsters from beyond the realm, and were saved by some indescribable existence. They finally arrived safely at Fengdu, with all three hundred bronze armored warriors perishing on the journey.
—Bureau of Evil Suppression Secret Records."
...
Fengdu.
Mingchen Naifan Wucheng Heavenly Palace.
"From now on, this palace will be dedicated to suppressing this coffin. No unrelated persons will enter." The Eastern Ghost Emperor in a blood-red robe slowly said.
"Thank you, Ghost Emperor." Hu Jia bowed respectfully.
"However, though you have the Heavenly Master's edict, Fengdu has its own rules... This woman needs to be reported to the Emperor of Fengdu regarding her origins. Please explain clearly."
"Well..." Hu Jia's gaze flicked to a corner of the palace. After a moment, he spoke again.
"This woman's origins are rather complicated. I will have her background documented today and personally delivered to your chambers. Would that be acceptable?"
"Acceptable."
The Eastern Ghost Emperor nodded slightly, then his form turned to shadow and disappeared from the palace.
Once the Eastern Ghost Emperor had completely left, a figure in cyan robes slowly walked out from a corner of the palace.
"Thank you for the trouble. I cannot become karmically involved with Fengdu, so there are some things I can only have you handle." Lin Qiye said apologetically.
"There's no need for such formality, Lord Lin."
Lin Qiye walked through the empty palace straight to the Mysterious Yin Wood coffin. Jialan was staring at the coffin before her, lost in thought.
"Are you afraid?" Lin Qiye softly asked.
"Not afraid." Jialan shook her head. "This coffin is really beautifully carved... I just wonder if it will be cold inside."
Lin Qiye looked at Jialan with complicated emotions. Although she had been pretending not to care all along, Lin Qiye could sense that she was still somewhat afraid in her heart... No girl could face two thousand years of loneliness and darkness so easily.
"I had another coffin made as well. It'll be placed right next to yours, so we can keep each other company forever." Lin Qiye looked into her eyes and said earnestly.
Jialan laughed lightly. "No need. Don't you have a lot of things to do? Why would you stay in a coffin with me... Besides, you can only come visit me frequently and tell me about the outside world if you go out. If we're both stuck in here, how boring would that be."
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Alright, I'll come see you regularly."
"There's one more thing..."
"Go ahead."
"Do you remember when you proposed to me?"
Lin Qiye thought about it. "You mean the time in the South Sea, the time in Dunhuang, or the time in Danyang?"
"All of them!" Jialan's cheeks flushed completely red. She glanced at Hu Jia beside them and leaned close to Lin Qiye's ear, whispering, "I've thought about it carefully, and I feel like if there's nothing to look forward to, these two thousand years will be too hard to endure...
When we meet again, I'll wait for you to marry me, okay?"