Although Lan Sheng and Du Ce had changed into ordinary clothes, Yuwen Haosheng still confirmed their identity as Yuntian disciples through the Yuntian Sword in their hands.
Aren’t Yuntian disciples forbidden from lust? Yuwen Haosheng was a little confused. Hearing the word "Senior Sister", he became interested and asked, "Are you buying a sachet to give to your sweetheart?"
"What does it have to do with you? Don't ask any more questions." Seeing Du Ce hesitate, Lan Sheng answered for him.
After being scolded by Lan Sheng, Yuwen Haosheng didn't care, laughed, and then continued to ask: "Are you Yuntian's disciples?"
"I told you, don't ask any more questions." Lan Sheng frowned and glared at Yuwen Haosheng, pouting and bulging his cheeks.
Yu Wen Haosheng looked Lan Sheng up and down. This girl was quite cute, but she had a charlatan air about her, and she really didn't look like Yuntian.
"Does Lan Sheng have a sweetheart?" Yuwen Haosheng asked jokingly.
Lan Sheng glanced at Du Ce quietly, thinking that he couldn't let it slip anymore, and said, "No."
"I have fallen in love with you. How about you stay in Zhenyi Pavilion?" Yuwen Haosheng pursed his lips and smiled, walked to Lan Sheng and looked at her condescendingly.
Lan Sheng frowned, raised his head and glanced at Yu Wen Haosheng. When their eyes met, Lan Sheng said "eh" to express his disdain, and immediately ran away.
Lan Sheng didn't know how to respond to this sudden confession. He suddenly thought of Chang Ling's rejection of him, and immediately imitated him and said, "I am a cultivator and cannot get married."
"But, after you marry me, all the knickknacks in the Treasure Pavilion will be yours. Don't you like these things very much?" Yuwen Haoyu shook his head gently, looking sorry for Lan Sheng.
"I like Zhenbao, but you don't deserve it." Lan Sheng glared at Yuwen Haosheng again, cursing in his heart. He didn't expect such a shameless person to want to marry him as soon as they met.
Yuwen Haosheng seemed nonchalant when Lan Sheng ridiculed him, and continued to flirt with Lan Sheng. Lan Sheng covered her ears and ignored him, and he never tired of it.
Lan Sheng was unbearably annoyed and kept urging Du Ce to make a quick choice. Seeing Du Ce's hesitation, she forced him to choose a purple lavender sachet for Du Ce, and quickly pulled him to say goodbye to Yu Wen Haosheng.
Yu Wen Haosheng looked at their leaving figures, feeling a little empty in his heart. This girl was lively and interesting. He liked her at the first sight and was filled with joy.
"Xia Wei, am I really not worthy of her?" Seeing them walking away, Yuwen Haosheng asked the tall and mighty man next to him.
"Prince, you are the crown prince and the lord of the world. You are the most noble and noble. Naturally, you are not unworthy of a woman." Xia Wei bowed and replied.
Yuwen Haosheng did not respond to Xia Wei. He looked at the direction Lan Sheng was leaving and sighed: "If you marry her as your concubine, your life will be very interesting, right?" Then he fluttered his sleeves and returned to Zhenyi Pavilion.
After returning to Yuntian, Du Ce began to prepare for Zhuling's birthday.
On the day of his birthday, Lan Sheng dragged Zhu Ling to the martial arts field to practice swordsmanship for a day, while Du Ce invited a few close friends and secretly held a banquet in the Rising Sun Palace.
When Zhuling returned to the palace, she saw everyone celebrating her birthday. She was deeply moved and kept thanking everyone. Lan Sheng took the opportunity to introduce Du Ce, which won Zhuling's heart.
In the back hall of Xuri Palace, Lan Sheng complained helplessly: "Brother, you are so useless."
During the banquet, Du Ce began to shrink back again, not daring to express his affection after much thought, and then he pulled Lan Sheng to the back hall.
Since returning to Yuntian, Du Ce has backed down countless times, fearing that Zhuling would reject him and worrying that their relationship would be fruitless. After Lan Sheng encouraged him several times, he could barely hold on until today.
"What should I do if Junior Sister Zhuling doesn't like me?" Du Ce said timidly, his eyebrows almost knitted together.
"That's better than senior sister not knowing anything." Lan Sheng's tone was full of disgust at Du Ce's submissiveness.
Lan Sheng had already helped Du Ce find out about Zhuling. After learning that her senior sister also had a crush on Du Ce, she helped Du Ce bring them together.
But Du Ce's timid appearance was not to her liking. This was the first time that Lan Sheng had become impatient with him.
"Senior brother is wrong, good junior sister, I will listen to you." Seeing Lan Sheng was about to leave, Du Ce immediately grabbed her and admitted his mistake with kind words.
Lan Sheng rolled her eyes helplessly and made some plans for Du Ce. She asked him to go to the back mountain of the Rising Sun Palace to prepare for an ambush. After the banquet was over, he would take Zhu Ling to the back mountain.
Du Ce twisted his eyebrows again and said tangledly: "The back mountain? If you want me to go to the inner hall now, will Zhu Ling be scared when the night is already dark..."
"Senior sister is a pure and innocent girl, well-educated, how can she agree to you in public?" Lan Sheng kicked Du Ce in displeasure.
"Then I'll wait until the brothers and sisters leave..."
Before Du Ce finished speaking, Lan Sheng grabbed Du Ce, who was a head taller than her, dragged him out of the door, closed the door and stopped talking to him. He also muttered: "Mother-in-law, Senior Sister Houshan is much more familiar with it than you."
Because Zhuling was not interested in cultivation before, she was often punished by Master Yunxu to spend the night in the back mountain.
After the banquet, while Zhuling was still cleaning up the mess, Lan Sheng ran over and said with a smile: "Senior sister, let's go to the back mountain to watch the stars."
"It's getting late, so let's not go." Zhuling moved her arms. She felt a little tired after practicing sword practice all day today.
"No, we have a surprise for you in the back mountain." Lan Sheng took Zhu Ling's hand and ran to the back mountain.
Zhuling couldn't resist Lan Sheng. Seeing that she was determined, he had no choice but to follow her, but kept asking Lan Sheng what surprise he had.
Lan Sheng became suspicious of Zhu Ling, and she knew it as soon as she got to the back mountain, and kept dragging her towards the back mountain.
"Senior sister, please wait for me for a moment." After arriving at the place agreed with Du Ce, Lan Sheng left in time.
There are many osmanthus trees in the back mountain. In late autumn, the golden osmanthus is fragrant. Zhuling looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on the ground, sighed, and found a stone to sit on.
The night is filled with fireflies and starlight, and the night view of the mountain behind the Rising Sun Palace is very beautiful.
Accompanied by the cool night breeze, a figure quietly approached Zhuling from behind. In the grass not far away, a pair of skeletal eyes quietly watched this scene.
The figure handed over the prepared gift. Zhuling glanced at it, but declined and did not accept it.
They talked for a long time, but there was always a gap between them. Finally, the figure lowered the arm holding the gift and left slowly.
"Senior Brother Du Ce, what's going on?" Lan Sheng noticed that the progress was not going well and approached the figure.
"This is all my wishful thinking." Du Ce lowered his head listlessly, not looking at Lan Sheng.
Lan Sheng took Du Ce and squatted in the grass, comforted him for a while, and when he saw that his mood improved, he let him go rather uneasily, and then went back to find Zhuling.
"Lan Sheng, you don't need to arrange this for me." As soon as Lan Sheng got behind Zhu Ling, before she could say anything, Zhu Ling spoke first.
"Yeah." Lan Sheng didn't say much after noticing that the senior sister was in a bad mood.
"Senior Brother Du Ce and I only have a brother-sister relationship, and there is no love between a man and a woman." Zhuling said calmly without raising her head.
Lan Sheng nodded obediently, and then asked: "Does Senior Sister have anyone she likes?"
Zhuling hesitated for a while and said, "Yes."
After a pause, she pulled Lan Sheng to sit next to her and continued: "Junior sister Lan Sheng, can I ask you something?"
"Senior sister, what's the matter?" Lan Sheng reached out and handed Zhuling a wooden box, which contained the sword spike she made for Zhuling.
Zhuling's gaze paused for a moment, but she did not take the wooden box. After a moment, she said intermittently: "After senior brother comes out of seclusion, can you not, or less... stick to him."
"Why?" Seeing Zhuling being so solemn, Lan Sheng was a little confused.
"Because the person I admire in my heart is my senior brother." Zhuling said word by word, her eyes a little dazed.
The person that senior sister admires is Chang Ling?
Lan Sheng was stunned, as if his heart had been hit hard. Without noticing, the wooden box in his hand fell to the ground, and the lid came off, revealing the fiery red sword spike inside.
"That day in Falling Dragon Valley, I saw you and senior brother... hugging each other. I'm sorry for your husband-in-law, right?" Zhuling looked particularly excited, holding Lan Sheng's hand tightly and staring at her. He looked at Lan Sheng with sincere eyes.
Lan Sheng looked at Zhuling's lips that were trembling with excitement, and silently took out her hands. After thinking for a long time, she didn't know how to respond to Zhuling, or whether she should tell her that Changling was the husband she said she was.
Without waiting for Lan Sheng's reply, Zhuling felt a little disappointed. She took back her hands, picked up the wooden box on the ground, put the sword spike back into it, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Junior Sister Lan Sheng, for the gift."
Zhuling pressed the wooden box in her arms, propped up her chin with her hands, looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on the ground, and told Lan Sheng many of her past events with Chang Ling.
Since childhood, Chang Ling has carefully guided her in her cultivation, played with her, and pampered her in every possible way.
She made a mistake, and Chang Ling took the blame and was punished for her.
She was greedy, so Chang Ling went to the cafeteria to steal sweets for her.
She was sick, and Chang Ling took good care of her.
They were just trivial things, but Lan Sheng felt extremely uncomfortable after hearing them. The past between Zhuling and Changling was like a sharp sword piercing her chest, leaving her breathless:
The person who gets along with Chang Ling day and night is the senior sister. They are childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts, and he is just an outsider. If he hadn't intruded, they would have gotten together, right?
At this time, Lan Sheng was already confused. Was he wrong? Shouldn't he be pestering Chang Ling, shouldn't ask him to marry her, and shouldn't force him to stay in Yuntian?
Was it because of his senior sister that Chang Ling was unwilling to marry him at first? Du Ce's words suddenly flashed through his mind: "This is all my wishful thinking."
"Senior sister, I..." Lan Sheng wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.
"Senior sister, the night wind is so cold, let's go back first." After saying that, Lan Sheng stood up sluggishly.
Zhuling came over to help her and said something, but she didn't notice anything. She just walked back with dull eyes, swaying all the way, and walked for who knows how long before she returned to the Rising Sun Palace.
