The group soon returned to the Rising Sun Palace.
At this time, in the bedroom, Zhu Ling was sitting cross-legged. As the magic formula in her hand changed, the blue energy of a jewel suspended in the air surged.
When she heard the movement, she immediately put away the magic formula and swallowed the orb into her belly. As the green energy dissipated, the blood on Zhu Ling's face also receded.
Everyone also happened to arrive in front of Zhuling's room, knocked gently, and then gently opened the door.
I saw Zhuling leaning on the bedside, staring out of the window with a confused expression. The food delivered by Chang Ling was placed on the table intact, without any trace of being touched.
"Junior sister, why are you so careless?" As soon as Du Ce stepped into the door, he went straight to Zhuling's bed. Seeing her sitting, he quickly reached out to help her lie down: "Don't sit, lest you catch cold again."
Zhuling waved her hand to Du Ce, still feeling that sitting would be more comfortable.
"My body has recovered a lot, which worries my senior brothers and sisters." Zhuling smiled apologetically to everyone.
"It doesn't matter, I happened to be passing by. I heard that Junior Sister was in poor health, so I stopped by to take a look." Lan Sheng was about to respond, but Du Ce got there first.
Lan Sheng rolled her eyes at him dejectedly, not bothering to stand aside and watch Du Ce greet Zhuling, so she tugged on Chang Ling's sleeves and pulled him out of the room before he could react.
"He obviously followed us all the way here." Lan Sheng went out and turned right, then muttered to himself.
Ever since Du Ce's confession to Zhu Ling was rejected, he had a young girl-like attitude toward Zhu Ling. He obviously cared about her, but he had to pretend to be indifferent.
Lan Sheng had a look of disdain on this, and if he liked it, he would chase him, just like I chased Chang Ling, why bother to hide and dodge.
"What a stupid idiot." Lan Sheng muttered in a low voice, feeling that if he hates iron, he should really hit him on the head more often, and maybe he will be more enlightened.
Looking back at that time, Chang Ling seemed to be like this too... No wonder Youruo said that Yuntian was a group of duplicitous and sanctimonious people, and suddenly realized that it was indeed somewhat reasonable.
"What?" Chang Ling thought Lan Sheng was talking to him and leaned over with a big face at an inappropriate time.
"Nothing, I said you were a fool." Lan Sheng glared at Chang Ling and pushed him away coldly.
Chang Ling said "Huh?", stayed where he was, raised his finger and pointed at himself, asking: "Me?"
"What's wrong with me?" Chang Ling followed Lan Sheng. Not knowing why, he continued to explain: "Aren't I going to make medicine for Zhuling?" As he said this, he waved the bag in his hand in front of Lan Sheng. medicinal materials.
"He is indeed an idiot." Lan Sheng snatched the medicine bag from Chang Ling's hand, then turned around and entered the kitchen, leaving Chang Ling alone with questions on his face.
After Chang Ling and Lan Sheng left, Du Ce and Zhuling were left in the room. After a while of instructions, the atmosphere gradually became colder. Du Cechu stood aside and didn't know what to say, so he changed his instructions from illness cultivation to spell cultivation. Zhuling couldn't help but respond to Du Ce's concern one by one.
At this time, Chang Ling was in the kitchen with his mouth wide open, listening to the gossip that she had slightly polished from Lan Sheng's mouth, the joy of love and hatred, not to mention how exciting it was. The protagonists of this gossip are Du Ce and Zhuling.
"Really or not, but Yuntian's commandments..." Chang Ling exclaimed, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lan Sheng, who attacked him with a "idiot" attack. Lan Sheng then thought about it and couldn't just scold Chang Lingdai, and then the firepower turned to Du Ce.
"You can't say that. Senior brother is the disciple of the head..." Chang Ling paused. Seeing Lan Sheng's unhappy expression, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He quickly said: "The medicine is almost gone. I'll give it to you right away." Send me the bamboo lings." He picked up the medicine and ran away.
"What are you talking about?" Chang Ling knocked on the door gently while holding the freshly brewed soup. His arrival somewhat relieved the awkward atmosphere in the room.
"No, no, I just gave a few instructions to Junior Sister Zhuling..." Du Ce shook his head in his trademark manner and smiled slightly awkwardly.
Chang Ling nodded and shut his mouth wisely. After receiving Lan Sheng's information, he was cautious about his words and actions at this time and did not dare to ask more questions in front of the two of them.
"Junior sister is weak. It's better to drink these medicines quickly while they're hot." Du Ce took the soup from Chang Ling and handed the black medicine to Zhuling.
The smell of this herb was really pungent. Zhuling frowned and said softly: "It's better to put it there first and wait until it cools down before drinking it." As she said this, she pointed to the small round table in the room.
"Sir, the medicine has to be drunk while it's hot!" Lan Sheng tidied up the kitchen, walked behind them, and picked up the medicine bowl on the tray: "Let me feed Senior Sister the medicine."
Lan Sheng gently blew the cold decoction into Zhuling, then handed the medicine spoon to Zhuling's mouth, and thoughtfully prepared candy cubes for her. However, Zhuling felt embarrassed and insisted on drinking it by herself. In the end, Lan Sheng couldn't resist her and handed the bowl to Zhuling.
"Senior brother, you have important things to attend to, so don't miss the time." Chang Ling estimated the time and reminded Du Ce.
Du Ce slapped his head and realized that he had almost missed something serious. He roughly estimated that he had been late for a long time, and it seemed that he would inevitably be punished. So he gave Chang Ling a few words and hurried to Tianyun Palace. went.
The herbs from the Medical Immortal Pavilion had miraculous effects. After Zhu Ling drank the decoction, a layer of sweat broke out on her forehead and her complexion became much rosier.
Lan Sheng originally wanted to continue chatting with Zhuling, but seeing that she looked sleepy after taking the medicine, Lan Sheng stopped disturbing her, told her to have a good rest, and left the room with the medicine bowl.
In the courtyard, Lan Sheng stared at the scenery outside through the courtyard wall. It happened that I had nothing to do at this time, so I decided to take Chang Ling out to relax a bit.
Before Chang Ling came out of seclusion, Lan Sheng thought more than once about taking Chang Ling for a walk around Yuntian and taking him to take a good look at some of the new things she discovered in Yuntian. Unexpectedly, he has suffered such a change. Now there are rumors about Chang Ling all over the sky. In order to avoid bumping into other disciples, it is not good to wander around.
After much deliberation, there was nowhere to go, so I finally headed towards the mountain behind the Rising Sun Palace.
The back mountain belongs to the domain of the Rising Sun Palace. There are few people coming and going on weekdays, and it can be regarded as a peaceful place.
"As long as I practice seriously, can I achieve your level of cultivation?" Lan Sheng suddenly asked.
Lan Sheng could not let go of the fact that he was inexplicably imprisoned in the Demon Prison, and now Chang Ling had to bear the charge of rebellion and bear all kinds of rumors, but he was unable to resist.
Chang Ling looked at Lan Sheng with a sad face and blamed himself thousands of times in his heart. He took the initiative to hold her hand and said absentmindedly: "It's Chang Ling's fault for failing to protect Lan Sheng."
"It's you who should be blamed. What's so good about that old man? You stayed with him for so long." Lan Sheng pinched Chang Ling's mouth hard with his hands. Seeing the red mark, he couldn't bear to pinch him. He put his hand in front of him and blew.
Then, she let go of Chang Ling's hand, raised her hands above her head, and relaxedly stretched her waist: "But the air here is quite good, so I'll forgive you first."
The heavy snowfall for several days has already turned this mountain forest into a plain white look, and even the breath smells of ice and snow. No one is taking care of the back mountain, and now the snow is quite deep. Every step you take is a small, shallow pit.
Lan Sheng followed Chang Ling, stepping on the footprints left by Chang Ling with every step. Chang Ling's steps were slightly longer than hers, causing her to stagger, like a stupid duck that had just learned to walk.
"Should we go back to the Rising Sun Palace?" Chang Ling turned back and looked at Lan Sheng. With the sudden stop, Lan Sheng almost couldn't control himself and bumped into Chang Ling.
Lan Sheng stood firm, looked at the footprints left behind him, and shook his head. She crossed Chang Ling, walked in front of him, and stopped beside a boulder.
She swept the snow off the stone and sat on it, looking into the distance. Chang Ling followed closely and sat down next to Lan Sheng.
"Can't I really go down the mountain with you?" Lan Sheng asked, supporting his head with both hands and looking into the distance.
Chang Ling paused, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, and he sighed: "No."
"That's not surprising." Lan Sheng turned his head.
The girl's resentful voice mixed with her unique faint fragrance in the air brought Chang Ling's thoughts back to the night before leaving Mengtan Village. To this day, Chang Ling still can't figure out his thoughts at that time. He was very confused. Either out of selfishness or pity, he made a five-year agreement with her and promised to marry her.
It has been nearly three years now, but the days when the two get together are numbered. Chang Ling once thought that as long as Lan Sheng got familiar with Yuntian, she would forget about him in a short time, and even went into seclusion with this idea in mind. Two years.
Two years were enough to change each other a lot, but her feelings for him had never changed. Whenever I thought of her face, an indescribable emotion would rise in my heart, which made me feel a little happy and a little sad.
Do I really want her to wait for me? Chang Ling's mind was a little blank. Just as he couldn't understand Lan Sheng's thoughts before, now he couldn't understand his own heart. Only then did Chang Ling realize that in these years in Yuntian, everything was only about whether he should do it or not, not whether he thought about it or not. It seemed that he had never really understood himself.
But what is certain is that Lan Sheng has feelings for him, and he is by no means indifferent to her. But he shouldn't be entangled with her, or even meet her. She will continue to live a plain and hard life in a small mountain village, grow up peacefully, and maybe meet her lover... until now. Is this a destined love in the previous life, or is this calamity really unavoidable?
Thinking of this, Chang Ling forcibly interrupted his thoughts and sighed. He was suddenly startled and noticed the concern projected from beside him.
He looked at the girl beside him. She was gentle and agile at this time. Chang Ling took her hand and interlocked with her fingers. Feeling the warmth from her palm, he called out "Lan Sheng" warmly. ".
At this time, Lan Sheng was also staring at Chang Ling's face in a daze, and said "hmm" in a hurry, still unwilling to take his face out of sight.
"Now I am the safest in Yuntian. If you wait for me in Yuntian, I can feel at ease." Chang Ling said sadly, his voice was very low, like a mosquito's moan that would instantly float in the wind.
He subconsciously emphasized the word "peace of mind" in his tone, as if he wanted to find a reason for himself to keep her, and maybe in this way he could convince himself to reject Lan Sheng.
Lan Sheng did not answer and nodded slightly. Now that Yuntian and the demon world are constantly attacking, she also understands that the outside world is not peaceful, and staying in Yuntian is her best choice.
However, when I thought about how hard it was for me to meet Chang Ling, I couldn't help but hide my disappointment. I held Chang Ling's hand silently and tightened it tightly, but I could only warn myself to suppress all the feelings in my heart.
