Chajiu and Xuan Canglan only had two children in their lives.
Xuan Zhishi longed for romance and freedom by nature. When he was fifteen years old, he said goodbye to his parents and began to travel around the world with a small baggage on his back.
Sometimes the road is rough, and sometimes we rob the rich and give to the poor.
When he was playful, he passed the imperial examination, served as an official in the court, fought with Confucian scholars, and pushed for new policies that benefit the people.
However, because the imperial court gradually became corrupt, it was unable to turn the tide. Moreover, Xiu had to be summoned by the incompetent emperor to discuss matters in the study on his holiday. He was really unhappy, so he resigned and returned to the people.
He knows that those who have failed in politics are in the grasslands. When he returns to the people, he can better understand the dire situation of the people and try his best to expand his horizons.
By the way, I look forward to the arrival of the new king and the new policy.
Xuan Zhiya is extremely talented in martial arts. He realized the loopholes in the Qingxu Jue at the age of ten. He improved the old method at the age of twelve and helped Linglongyu break through the qualification restrictions and reach the ninth level of the Qingxu Jue without going crazy.
At the age of twenty, he himself mastered the unique martial arts skills of various sects and became a martial arts wizard who caused a sensation in the world.
Later, Xuan Zhiya got married and had a son, and the daughter he gave birth to was more like the spring flower in white who blocked the sword for Linglong Jade.
Linglongyu discovered that Xuan Zhiya's three-year-old daughter liked to stick to her.
No matter whether she goes to the main hall to discuss matters with the attendant in white or reads files in the study, this little little bean always likes to follow her around.
On this day, Xiao Douding was lying at the door again, looking at her eagerly.
Linglongyu put down the file in her hand, picked up a pastry with a clean handkerchief, and waved to him.
Little Douding covered his mouth with his fleshy hands and smiled, raised his short legs and awkwardly stepped across the threshold, staggering towards her.
"Are the pastries delicious?"
Little Douding nodded, his mouth full of cake crumbs.
Linglongyu asked again: "Then can you tell me why you always follow me?"
Xiao Douding tilted his head and looked at her, and said with a sweet voice: "Because my father said that as long as you see me, you will be happy."
Linglongyu looked at Xiao Douding's familiar almond eyes and the mole on the bridge of her nose.
Very similar to him.
"What's your name?" Linglongyu held her little fleshy hand and asked with a smile.
Xiao Douding said: "My first name is Xuan Jihui, and my nickname is Chunhua."
Linglongyu was stunned.
Xiao Douding bit the pastry and said vaguely: "It's so strange. I had a dream last night. A young brother actually knew you and asked me to give you a message."
Linglongyu regained her composure and asked gently: "What are you talking about?"
"He said, 'Ayu, stop crying secretly, I want to see you smile.'" Xiao Douding said, "His name is also Chunhua."
Linglongyu's eyes instantly burst into tears.
She closed her eyes and covered her mouth tightly with her hands.
A gentle breeze blew from the window, gently brushing over her shoulders, as if a jade-like young man gently and reluctantly hugged her trembling shoulders, listening silently to the silent cry.
…
Xuan Yue's resentment level has long since been cleared, and Xuan Fenggen cycled through sobriety and madness, shouting at Xuan Canglan every day to take away everything from him, and finally died in the dungeon due to an epidemic, with his body eaten to pieces by rats.
However, Xuan Canglan's favorability value has remained at 98% and has not increased.
Chajiu was not in a hurry.
After their two children grew up, she and Xuan Canglan left Wuji Hall and lived a life of no fixed abode.
They have seen the bustling downtown, and have tasted the simple meals of the bamboo hut; they have participated in the bustling rivers and lakes, and have witnessed the changes in the imperial court.
In the end, they chose to return to the small cave built by Xuan Canglan to spend the last part of their hundred years.
When he got older, Xuan Canglan gave up the ice bed and made a cool bamboo bed with his own hands. The bamboo flowers around it were still in the style of orchids.
The Shura Blood Orchid had long since died, but Xuan Canglan still brought the pot of soil where it had been planted.
These are the memories that he and Cha Jiu can't let go of.
Xuan Canglan leaned on the bamboo bed with Cha Jiu in his arms, quietly listening to the sudden wind and rain outside the cave.
"Master."
After many years, Xuan Canglan still likes this title.
Cha Jiu leaned on his shoulder: "Huh?"
"If there is another life, will you continue to walk towards me and save me from the Poison Pond?" He asked in a very soft voice, as if he was not sure of the answer.
Chajiu replied firmly: "Yes."
Xuan Canglan smiled slightly.
He took off the orchid hairpin from Cha Jiu's head and said: "As agreed, I will use this hairpin as a token of my promise. No matter what we become in the next life, if you recognize the hairpin, you must come to me. Don’t leave me alone, you know?”
"good."
Xuan Canglan did not respond again.
His smile was forever engraved on his face, he held the hairpin tightly in his hand and wore an orchid sword around his waist.
"Ding!"
The system finally prompted: "Xuan Canglan's favorability reaches 100%, and the task of Continuous Heirs is completed. The task of clearing Xuan Yue's resentment value is completed. The host's overall task score is SSS level, and the points can be accumulated to the next world."
Chajiu gently placed the breathless Xuan Canglan on the bamboo bed and kissed him on the forehead for the last time.
Xuan Canglan has never completely gotten rid of the fear of losing Chajiu in his life.
Therefore, until the moment of his death and seeing Cha Jiu still by his side, he dared to confirm that he was loved all his life.
From then on, all the suppressed and restrained love dared to be completely released.
…
When Cha Jiu returned to the world of the Lord God, it happened to coincide with the merger of the two holidays, Divine Creation Day and Reunion Day.
There are eight days of vacation in total.
Cha Jiule is broken.
The system checked the notification and coughed awkwardly: "Chacha, there is good news and bad news..."
The smile on Chajiu's face disappeared: "The bad news won't be that the holidays will be combined and the holidays will be adjusted, right?"
"No, the good news is that there is no time off."
Chajiu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, what's the bad news?"
"Holiday duty, eight days."
Cha Jiu almost smashed the system to pieces.
The system trembled and hurriedly explained: "But the Lord God's notice said that the points on duty will be tripled..."
Cha Jiu almost yelled: "Fart, I don't have triple points and I'm still ranked first."
Colleagues passing by did not even wink, and even took Chajiu to discuss excitedly: "There are many new mooncake flavors this year. The egg yolk and bean paste ones are delicious, but the winter rong ones are also good... Which one did you buy?"
Cha Jiu said expressionlessly: "The cake painted by the Lord God."
Colleague: "...I have something to do. Let's go first."
The system was cautious: "How about teleporting?"
Chajiu took a deep breath and calmed down: "Teleport."
"Okay, in this small world, you are a delicate royal princess, Chu Yuan. As the emperor's only daughter, you were betrothed to Shen Beizhan, known as the 'Ghost-faced General', to show the merits of the Shen family. "
"Shen Bei's family is full of loyal soldiers. His father and three brothers died on the battlefield. Moreover, he himself lost the ability to have children due to poisonous arrows. Therefore, your mission is to give birth to children for him."
"But Shen Beizhan has a bold and unruly nature and has always hated delicate and weak people. You are the type he hates. What's more, he also knows that you are not willing to marry him, but love someone else, a widower."
Chajiu almost vomited blood: "Does it taste so strong?"
System: "This widower is not ordinary. His name is Song Heng. He is handsome, talented, and has an official rank of fourth rank. His deceased wife is the prime minister's legitimate daughter. In order to maintain the relationship with his father-in-law, he pretends to be affectionate and declares that he misses his deceased wife so he will not marry her. Continue. But he secretly seduces you, becomes obsessed with him, and serves as a shield for him to marry the one he truly loves."
The scene in front of me has changed.
Vermilion satin and red silk, candles flickering.
Cha Jiu was wearing a luxurious wedding dress, a phoenix crown and a hare. She was sitting on the wedding bed, waiting for the groom.
Tonight is her and Shen Beizhan's wedding night.
Standing next to him were two little maids who were serving him. They were both personal maids brought out from the palace.
One is called Chenxiang, who is straightforward and straightforward. The other one, named Qingdai, was thoughtful and took care of various secret matters of the original owner, including the meeting between the original owner and Song Heng.
Qingdai looked at the sky and said worriedly: "Your Highness, it's almost time to meet Mr. Song, but tonight is your wedding night with your consort. If you are caught in a private meeting, I'm afraid..."
Before she could finish her words, the door was violently knocked open with a "bang", which scared Qingdai and quickly swallowed the unfinished words.
Shen Beizhan staggered in, smelling of alcohol.
He was wearing a bright red wedding dress embroidered with gold, and a belt with auspicious cloud patterns around his waist. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He looked tall and straight, but two-thirds of his face was covered by a beard, making it difficult to see his original appearance.
Only the sharp eyebrows on the temples and the deep black eyes vaguely showed a bit of richness and handsomeness.
He was still holding a wine glass in his hand, looking like a drunken drunkard.
"Drink more!" Shen Beizhan said drunkenly, "Those who don't dare to challenge are cowards!"
After saying that, he immediately fell drunk on the bed, his arms hanging down and the tea cup he was sitting upright lying down.
Cha Jiu was stunned.
The phoenix crown on his head was already heavy, but now it was pressed against his neck by Shen Beizhan's arm as heavy as a thousand pounds of iron, making it even more difficult to move.
It took a lot of effort for Qingdai and Chenxiang to lift Shen Beizhan's arm, allowing Cha Jiu to come out of the gap.
Chen Xiang was very dissatisfied and muttered: "What everyone said is indeed true. General Shen Si is really vulgar and rude. He doesn't lift his hijab and doesn't drink Henan wine. When he came in, he smelled of alcohol and almost hurt His Highness."
Qingdai frowned: "Then going to see Mr. Song..."
Chajiu thought for a moment and said, "Go and open the window."
At this time, Shen Beizhan also put away the arm that knocked down Cha Jiu, and turned over as if unintentionally, facing inward.
He turned his back to the master and servants, and his sharp eyes slowly opened, showing no hint of drunkenness.
He had warned.
If this delicate princess is not even afraid of him sleeping next to her and wants to escape from the window to meet a man secretly, then the guards inside and outside the general's palace will surely catch her.
That's all, that's fine, he doesn't want to marry this squeamish guy who has other people in his heart.
But after waiting for a long time, Shen Beizhan didn't hear the sound of anyone climbing through the window.
Chajiu opened the window just to let out the strong smell of alcohol in the room.
She asked Qingdai to bring a basin of warm water, soaked the soft towel, wrung it out, and walked towards Shen Beizhan.
Shen Beizhan closed his eyes, feeling not only wary but also confused.
Just when he was wondering what the princess wanted to do, a warm soft towel fell on his face, gently wiping away the sweat and wine stains.
Shen Beizhan was stunned.
