Yunxiang has never been a talkative girl.
But no matter what time, the words she spoke were always so peaceful, as if time had nothing to do with her and everything followed her heart. Such peace made everyone around her feel comfortable.
The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the shadows under the trees in the courtyard gradually lengthen.
While chatting in circles like this, the sunset ushered in.
Until Mr. Qingshan stood up to say goodbye, the two of them left like a group of people.
Yunxiang saw him out of the yard.
Walking all the way forward, we came to the entrance of the alley.
"You're safe, sir."
Chen Changsheng looked at her, nodded and said with a smile, "Peace."
Yunxiang pursed her lips and smiled, she was still a little girl.
Mr. Qingshan walked into the crowd.
Yunxiang's thoughts gradually became silent as the figure faded from her eyes.
She was already very satisfied.
At least the husband has not forgotten her and remembered all her words.
Zhishu didn't see the young lady in the courtyard, so he went out to look for her.
I saw my young lady at the entrance of the alley.
Zhishu paused and understood.
Mr. Chen is probably gone.
"Miss."
Zhishu stepped forward and took his young lady's hand.
Yunxiang pressed her hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm fine."
The setting sun seemed a bit dazzling.
The scene in front of him became increasingly hazy.
Yunxiang came back to her senses and said, "Let's go."
The master and servant walked into the alley. It seemed that in just the blink of an eye, the Chuanfeng Alley seemed a little deserted.
The fate between the two of them is as light as still water.
Just like a lake that has not heard the breeze for a long time, it is difficult to stir up any waves.
But it is undeniable that the water in the lake will always be there.
It will never end.
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Chen Changsheng walked on the road and carefully hid the candied fruit in his sleeve.
For him, this is something he can't bear to eat.
He hadn't finished eating what Miss Yun gave him last time.
It's not that I forgot or didn't care. If I was joking, it was because I was afraid that I would be embarrassed to ask for it after I finished eating.
Miss Yun is a very important person.
At least that's what Chen Changsheng thinks.
This is a fate that cannot be broken, and a fate that is difficult to let go.
Chen Changsheng found Mo Yuan under the gate of Qingshan City.
Mo Yuan was lying under a tree, quietly waiting for his husband.
After seeing his husband arrive, he immediately stood up.
"Sir, are we going anywhere else?"
Chen Changsheng looked into the distance and landed on a mountain. There was a Taoist temple in the mountain, and there seemed to be the sound of bells, but his eyes were not on the Taoist temple.
"Let's reminisce about old times next time. Forget it this time." Chen Changsheng said.
Mo Yuan followed his husband's gaze and asked, "Is he a friend that he met later?"
"right."
"Is this so..."
Between such plain words, the two walked out of Qingshan City.
We walked on the Changguan Road recorded in the history books of those years, and walked on the long road built all the way to Beijing.
The weather was changeable, and a thick cloud drifted over, covering the sky.
Not long after, a heavy rain fell.
The rain brought some coolness, but unfortunately, the rain did not last long. After the brief coolness, it turned into a sweltering heat.
It was a somewhat breathless discomfort.
The heat is also rising at this time of year.
From Qingshan City to Shangjing, we passed many places along the way.
Mo Yuan is a glutton. He wants to take a bite of anything novel and always has something in his hand.
While he was eating taro, he asked: "Sir, what are we going to do in Beijing this time?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Go and borrow an imperial edict."
"Imperial decree?"
Mo Yuan was stunned for a moment. He was very puzzled and asked, "Is it just this?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "Not bad."
"It's more than that. If that's all, why would you, sir, go all the way to make this trip?"
"It's really just this."
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "There are so many things that Chen can't do anything about now."
Without mana, nothing can be accomplished.
If the magical power is not achieved, the edict cannot be fulfilled, and only the spiritual thoughts are left, it is probably impossible to defeat this world.
Mo Yuan thought for a while and said, "It seems that the boy from the Yan family became the emperor, right?"
"It's him."
"That's no trouble."
Mo Yuan said: "He must be willing to help sir. If he is not willing, I will beat him until he is willing."
Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly and said: "You are just fooling around in the wilderness. How can there be any truth in this? Besides, the Human Emperor is the one who bullies you whenever you say you want to."
"Isn't this Mr. You?" Mo Yuan said with a smile.
He knew these things all too well.
With the support of his husband, he is not afraid of the cause and effect in the world, but if his husband is not around, he would not dare to be so presumptuous.
After all, the Human Emperor is his destiny, and not just anyone can step on him.
Going north, there was much less rain.
On the way, the two heard about the Immortal Conference in a teahouse and wine shop.
The closer you get to the capital, the more people are discussing it.
The two of them rested in a tea shop in the countryside. The weather was hot, so drinking herbal tea was much more comfortable.
Mo Yuan said: "There are people talking about this Immortal Conference along the way. It seems to be very lively."
He clicked his tongue and said, "But come to think of it, that boy from the Yan family still believes in this? Has he forgotten what happened to his father?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Maybe it's not for immortality."
"Sir, do you know?"
"Chen has lost all his magic power. How do you know? I just had some friendship with Yan Ruchu before, and I probably know his character. I guess he did not hold this Immortal Conference because of his pursuit of immortality."
"Really..." Mo Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Then what is the reason..."
"You'll know when you get to the place, right?"
While we were chatting, we saw someone at the table behind him getting up and walking over.
"Two brothers."
Chen Changsheng and Mo Yuan looked up.
But he saw that he had a sword on his waist before he came in front of him. Although he was dressed as a warrior, his face was particularly delicate, with red lips and white teeth, he looked like a young master from some family.
"What's the matter?" Chen Changsheng asked.
"I, Fu Hongmei, was the instructor of Qingping Prefecture's martial arts camp before. I just heard my two brothers talk about the Immortal Conferment Conference, and I was wondering if you two were going to the capital. If it is convenient, can I go with you?"
Mo Yuan glanced at him and asked, "Along with us? Why?"
Fu Hongmei smiled helplessly: "I met a lot of bandits along the way. They all blocked my way because I was walking alone. It was really troublesome. I thought there would be more people to take care of me. Of course, if it is inconvenient, I won’t force myself.”
Mo Yuan blinked and then said, "You have to ask my husband."
"I haven't asked for advice yet," Fu Hongmei said.
Chen Changsheng returned the greeting: "My surname is Chen. I don't have any great skills. I can't be good at writing or martial arts."
"Mr. Chen is joking." Fu Hongmei laughed.
Chen Changsheng said: "It's good to have someone to take care of you, so let's go together."
Fu Hongmei smiled and said, "Thank you both!"
