【The Legend of Fairy Mingxue】(60-66)

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Author: Princess.

Chapter Sixty: May you be healthy and fragrant.

After Jin Yue mentioned the name Nangong Xian'er, Zhou Ning didn't know much about her. The servant Sun Xiang stepped forward and
said, "There are many beautiful women in the world, but those who are stunningly beautiful and rare are few and far between. Nangong Xian'er
is unfortunately one of them. She is famous for her talent and beauty. When she performed in the capital of Liang,
the streets were blocked by carriages and horses. Officials and nobles vied to catch a glimpse of her beauty. Countless people were infatuated with her
. There were countless men who wanted to get close to her."

Jin Yue gently brushed aside the willow branches with her jade hand and said, "Uncle Xiang, why are you saying all this?" "?"

Sun Xiang coughed lightly and laughed, "Yes, yes, this old servant has spoken out of turn."

Jin Yue turned her delicate body, leaving behind a graceful silhouette with flowing hair, and said, "Zhou Ning, let's go."

In a grand hall, incense wafted around, and a few candlelight flickered on the monks' robes. The monk Wuxiang, wearing a crimson
robe, had a handsome face as solemn as ever, and his clear eyes seemed to see through everything. He said, "This humble monk
has traveled all the way from the capital of Liang Kingdom, only to see endless war and the people displaced and suffering unspeakably. What was once a prosperous place has been
turned into a scene of devastation, almost no different from Avici Hell."

Li Mu continued, "The Buddhist sect is compassionate. It is understandable that the Master is saddened to see the world in such a state."

Zhu Lin lightly flicked his sleeves and picked up a cup. A cup of hot tea was offered. "Famine rages across the south, with people resorting to cannibalism
. Is this a calamity sent down by Heaven?"

Li Mu looked out at the misty rain outside the hall and said, "In this chaos, more and more people are cultivating the Tao. To live a solitary life,
with only a lamp and ancient Buddha, wandering the world, is not without its charm."

Zhu Lin's gaze fell on the monk Wuxiang. "What are your plans for the future, Master?"

The monk Wuxiang thought for a moment, then shook his head and smiled. "After serving as abbot at Hongguang Temple, I deeply appreciate the kindness of your country
. After revisiting this place, I plan to go to the Demon Realm."

Zhu Lin, recalling the dangers of the Demon Realm, couldn't help but frown. "The Demon Sea of the Demon Realm is a sea of towering waves, where the sun and moon are colorless. What
ship dares to cross it? Master, please be cautious. " "Very well."

The monk Wuxiang said calmly without changing his expression, "I have heard that the Demon Realm is a place without Buddhism. That is why I have brought
18,001 volumes of scriptures, intending to cross the Demon Sea to enter the Demon Realm to spread the Dharma and save the world. As the saying goes, the road ahead is dangerous. If I
don't go to hell, who will?"

As the monk Wuxiang spoke, his clear gaze fell on Ran'er, and he chuckled, "This little benefactor, what a handsome appearance,
and you have the air of a dragon and phoenix. May I ask whose child you are?"

Ran'er was already pretty and delicate. Although she was young, she had the air of a noble person. When Ran'er heard people talking about
her , her pure pupils looked at the monk Wuxiang, and then she suddenly turned her head and snuggled into Ouyang Ni's arms, hiding her face in Ouyang
Ni's full breasts without saying a word.

Ouyang Ni patted his head and chuckled softly, "Ran'er is my sister's child, and her father is Yan Yifan."

The monk Wuxiang smiled, "That's understandable. The princess is a noblewoman; her child will naturally be as
noble and ."

He then abruptly changed the subject, "However, since Benefactor Yan is in Taizhou, the princess is hard to find.
We don't know when this child will be able to see his parents."

Unexpectedly, Ran'er suddenly blurted out, "My parents had no choice but to leave me. They had no other option but to ask my aunt
to take care of me. How could I blame them? Sooner or later, my parents will return."

The monk Wuxiang smiled and said, "Good child, truly a good child. The abbot is truly blessed."

Ouyang Ni smiled sweetly, "Master is too kind. How could I be blessed!"

The monk Wuxiang then asked, "Is this child engaged?"

Li Mu laughed heartily, "Master, that's a good question. My prefecture has already arranged a marriage with Yue Yunlong. His
adopted daughter, Lin Mengxue, is beautiful and gentle. " "We'll be in Dingzhou in a few days. This marriage is of great importance;
it's also a demonstration of our state's determination to resist the Northern Kingdom."

Ran'er suddenly poked her head out and said urgently, "I don't want Yue Yunlong's daughter! I only want my aunt! I want
my aunt to be my wife!"

Ran'er's words left Zhu Lin, who was drinking tea, speechless. The usually shrewd Li Mu was
extremely and could only cough to cover his embarrassment. He didn't know what to say. Even the beautiful and dignified Ouyang
Ni was somewhat stunned, her pretty face flushing red. She quickly scolded, "You child, you're not allowed
to talk nonsense in front of the guests!"

Ran'er was about to say something more when Ouyang Ni quickly covered his mouth with her jade hand and said, "Aren't you listening to your aunt?"

Seeing the scene before him, the monk Wuxiang could only stand up and say with a smile, "This humble monk suddenly remembered something else and will
take his leave ."

Ran'er was a woman of few words, but when she spoke, it was shocking. Li Mu was Ran'er's half-teacher, and now that this had happened, Li Mu was in a situation
he couldn't clear even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Inside Ouyang Ni's boudoir, red gauze fluttered, and a captivating fragrance filled the air. Ouyang Ni wore a pale yellow gauze dress,
and her long flowed smoothly down, making her fragrant shoulders and jade-like back even more alluring. Half of her gauze sleeves lightly covered her snow-white, crystal-clear arms,
revealing her fair and delicate skin. At this moment, she looked like a young lady in her boudoir, dressing up in front of the mirror.

Li Mu broke the silence, saying, "Master, you shouldn't let Ran'er sleep in the same bed with you anymore. He's slept
with , so he's bound to become overly dependent."

Ouyang Ni put down her comb and said, "In that case, let him sleep with Jin Yue."

Li Mu nodded, "That's a good idea."

Ouyang Ni stood up and looked out the window, saying, "Nangong Xian'er will be staying at the Princess's residence for a few months. Time is of the essence.
In a little while, take Ran'er and send him to Jin Yue so she can take good care of him. Perhaps when he grows up, I
should return to Yaochi."

Li Mu stepped forward behind her and asked, "What's wrong, Master?"

Ouyang Ni sighed, "I am a cultivator; I shouldn't always be so attached to the mortal world. It's best for the people of Yaochi to retire to
the mountains ."

Li Mu said with a troubled expression, "The Princess has already left. If you leave too, how will Zhao Yu tolerate the Princess
's son?"

Ouyang Ni gently turned her jade hand, drawing a few drops of cold rain from the window. Li Mu stepped forward again, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Zhao Yu has long disliked us; it was only a matter of time before he turned against us. His killing of an entire village during the Zhou Ning incident is
a example."

Ouyang Ni turned around and said seriously, "Then do you think Zhao Yu is a puppet?"

Li Mu coughed lightly and said, "He's indeed a puppet in name only, but he's still
much better than the little beggar he used to be. He'll enjoy endless wealth and luxury. However, it's excessive for him and his gang to scheme against Ran'er. The princess only has
one son, Ran'er. In the end, it's normal for young people to be ignorant and not know their place."

Ouyang Ni moved her delicate body to the table and poured a cup of tea, saying, "Li Mu, come here."

Li Mu hesitated for a moment but finally sat down next to her. He felt his whole body gently enveloped by
the fragrance . It was a fresh and elegant fragrance. The girl from back then, Ouyang Ni today, who used to love to laugh and
whose casual smile could captivate countless men, now smiles less and less.

Her slender, graceful figure was clad in a pale yellow gauze dress, exuding a noble and aloof air, giving off an unapproachable
aura. The dress accentuated her exquisite and alluring body, making her even more beautiful and dignified. Her long, flowing hair cascaded over her fragrant shoulders, the pale
yellow fabric making her hair appear smooth yet slightly disheveled. At the opening of her dress, glimpses
of smooth, glistening skin and a silky, deep, warm cleavage were visible.

Li Mu stared in a daze for a long time. Ouyang Ni extended her snow-white hand, her red lips taking a sip of tea
, leaving the fragrance of her lips on the cup, even staining the tea with her own scent. With a clatter, the cup
landed in front of Li Mu.

Li Mu picked up the cup, stained with the fragrance of his red lips, and gently sipped the tea.

"I know you like me, from the first moment you looked at me," Ouyang Ni suddenly said.

She said softly, "But no matter what, everyone has to experience the pain of loneliness. Think about it,
who has a smooth life and everything goes their way?"

Li Mu slowly put down his cup and said, "To be honest, Master, I can't do things that aren't right."

Ouyang Ni said gently, "Everyone knows that some things are not right, but they have to make choices, going against
their own hearts and forcing themselves to accept them, simply because we are human. We have emotions and desires, and we have wisdom that
birds and beasts don't have. The union of men and women is in accordance with the laws of nature. You are someone who has been admired by many young ladies
. In the past ten years, no woman has been by your side. Is it really okay to live alone?"

"The union of men and women is in accordance with the laws of nature, then what about you, Master?" Li Mu uttered this question in a daze, containing his
doubts.

Ouyang Niyu rested her pretty face on her hand and said, "The union of man and woman I'm talking about isn't just about bedroom pleasures,
but also about marriage. If men and women only engage in intercourse for the sake of desire, I don't agree with it. I believe
that marriage is not just a process or a ceremony; it represents each other entrusting their lives to one another."

"Besides, to be honest, you should settle down. It's not appropriate to always be alone. I heard that a young lady in the south of the city
is beautiful and talented, and admires you greatly. Why do you have to keep her at arm's length?"

Li Mu remained silent, but for the first time, his gaze fell on her chest without restraint. Looking at
the fullness of her bodice, at the smooth, glistening, and elastic cleavage exposed on her chest, he even envied
Ran'er a little. Ran'er could often bury her face in her breasts in front of others, and no one would say
anything . Ran'er was just a child, a child without a mother. Ouyang Niyu was playing the role of his
mother.

She gently raised her alluring, snow-white arm, her slender hand slowly moving to her chest, her fingers lightly
teasing the silky, snow-white cleavage, as she whispered, "You've grown bolder. Before, you only dared to steal glances at
me here, but I've started to look down on you..."

Li Mu's heart jolted at her words. Ouyang Ni stood up gracefully and said calmly, "If someone wanted to
seduce you with their beauty, you would have already fallen for it."

Li Mu felt deeply ashamed and said, "I...I was momentarily......" "You've been too carefree..."

Ouyang Ni's beautiful eyes were clear and captivating, her snow-white hands picked up the cup, and her red lips exhaled a fragrant breath as she said, "Once
or twice is fine, but too much is not good. Come, have another cup of tea. After you finish, you can attend to Ran'er's matters. Jin Yue moved to a secluded and deserted courtyard to teach
Zhou Ning swordsmanship. Without me by her side, Ran'er is not used to such a quiet
place. Tell Jin Yue to let her move back to her own room. As a dignified young lady from a prestigious family, it would be most appropriate for her to accompany Ran'er
." " Also, have Zhou Ning go to the small building where Jin Yue lives every morning. Give Zhou Ning a beautiful personal
maid; her clothes and food must be excellent, since we mistreated Zhao Yu in this matter."

Li Mu listened carefully, remembering everything. "Zhao Yu is determined to rule, so naturally he sees Ran'er as a thorn in his
side . When this desire is suppressed for too long, people will eventually resort to any means necessary, doing things without considering the consequences."

Ouyang Ni said calmly, "That's just him worrying unnecessarily. Will Ran'er necessarily be obsessed with this place in the future? Doesn't
Princess also have a son? Does he intend to kill them all? Does he really think others can't see through his intentions?"

As Li Mu was about to leave, he suddenly couldn't help but ask, "Ran'er... has he kissed the headmaster there...?"

Ouyang Ni turned her delicate body and said, "Ran'er doesn't have a mother by his side, so I am his mother. Why do you care about these things?"

Li Mu said, "Oh, then I'll go do it now. I'll take my leave."

After she said this, her face turned red.

Jin Yue moved away to another detached building, where Nangong Xian'er also lived.
Ran'er, unwilling to move with Jin Yue, followed. Ran'er and Jin Yue were already familiar with each other, so Ouyang Ni was at ease. Ran'er
knew she had somewhat angered her aunt, and she pouted and remained silent the whole way.

Sharing a building with Nangong Xian'er brought many thoughtful touches. The first people Nangong Xian'er
met were Jin Yue and Zhou Ning. Knowing Nangong Xian'er was tired from her journey, Ouyang Ni considerately asked Jin Yue to take care of
her accommodations. Given Nangong Xian'er's special status, Jin Yue naturally went to great lengths to ensure her comfort.

At dusk, a light drizzle hadn't stopped, and it was unclear how long it would continue. The weather was a bit chilly, and Ran'er
wore an extra layer of clothing, looking like an exiled prisoner, reluctantly following Jin Yue to the building.

In the misty rain, the lights on the second floor were still on, suggesting that Nangong Xian'er had just woken up. Ran'er pouted and walked reluctantly
step by step, his heart filled with longing for his aunt. Fortunately, Jin Yue had already developed some affection for him, so she wasn't worried about Ran'er
wanting to go back.

Zhou Ning's courtyard wasn't far from Jin Yue's residence; it was just a short walk away. Ouyang Ni had specifically instructed
that he and Xing'er be well taken care of, with all their needs met, and even promised to teach him the fundamentals of survival in this chaotic world: martial arts.

Ran'er was a precious treasure at home, and Ouyang Ni worried about him at night, fearing that Ran'er might...
Jin Yue was disobedient, so Ouyang Ni secretly sent Fu Gui to check on her. Fu Gui listened carefully for a long time. Ran'er and Jin
Yue were talking in the room. After a while, he heard Jin Yue undressing Ran'er and putting her to bed. Only then did he feel relieved and
go back. This whole ordeal had really troubled Ouyang Ni.

Fu Gui was originally Murong Chi's personal eunuch, Fu Gui. However, Murong Chong and Murong Ji were irreconcilable.
After Murong Chi died, Fu Gui had nowhere to go, so he came to Dingzhou. Ouyang Ni was eager to know the situation in the North,
so took him in. He stayed in Dingzhou for several years and gained Ouyang Ni's trust.

Dingzhou was initially established under Yuan Zhengnan's rule. After Zhao Qingqing succeeded him, she recovered three cities. After
Zhao Qingqing left, Ouyang Ni took over and once again pushed Dingzhou to a new peak. Fu Gui was Ouyang Ni's
close confidant and the steward of the princess's residence, so naturally he was respected wherever he went.

Fu Gui's old face was dry and wrinkled, dark and gloomy, his eyes somewhat effeminate. Even
his back was bent from the erosion of time. The corridor was empty. Fu Gui couldn't help but cough lightly; he
was getting older, and the wind made him cough.

As he walked, a light rain fell like powder on his clothes outside the small building. He couldn't help but look up at the dim starry sky. The night
was gloomy with dark clouds, and the cool rain pattered on his face. The flowers and plants along the cobblestone path
were wet. As he walked, a white-clad girl carrying a lantern came towards him.

First, a gentle breeze carrying the soft fragrance of a woman brushed against his face. In the darkness, the lantern
was the only light, making her snow-white hand even clearer. It was slender, delicate, and flawless.
What kind of woman could possess such beautiful hands?

Having spent most of his life as a eunuch, Fu Gui had seen countless beauties in the palace. He
was no stranger to stunning women. Not only was Ouyang Ni, standing nearby, one of the most beautiful
women in the world, but he had also seen countless other ethereal beauties like Zhao Yu'er and Jin Yue.

The lantern light wasn't very bright, but he could vaguely make out a young girl in a white dress across from him. Following the candlelight,
Fu Gui looked up and saw a girl whose beauty made him wonder if she
had stepped out of a painting.

It was raining outside, and the weather was getting colder, slowly approaching winter. Ran'er and Jin Yue were sleeping well in
bed . Ran'er had been sullen at first, but Jin Yue's clever words had cheered her up,
and she slept soundly in the beautiful girl's room, oblivious to her own good fortune, still lost in thought about Ouyang Ni.

Ouyang Ni lived alone in her small building. After waiting for a long time without Fugui returning, her heart grew impatient. She went
downstairs in light clothing to brew tea. Adults can't understand a child's thoughts; for example, a seemingly childish toy
can hold a different kind of allure for a child.

She waited and waited, and finally Fugui returned with an umbrella. His old face showed remorse as he said, "This old servant listened carefully
for a long time . Miss Jin Yue and the young mistress slept together very well, chatting and laughing."

Hearing this, Ouyang Ni knew that Ran'er and Jin Yue were sleeping well together. Although she was happy,
she inexplicably felt a little jealous. She said listlessly, "You can go now. You don't need to serve me tomorrow. Rest well
for half a month and we'll talk again later."

Fugui thanked her and sauntered away.

The biggest difference between men and women seems to be that it's always the man who takes the initiative.

The night Jin Yue moved out, a familiar face arrived in the courtyard: Xing'er. Xing'er was in charge of the documents and had
plenty of free time. The large black dog she'd brought over had a gleaming coat and, well-fed and cared for, was even more energetic. Ouyang Ni
arranged for the two to share a courtyard, hoping they could talk more easily.

Xing'er's room was opposite Zhou Ning's, with a willow tree in front of it. The large black dog was tied to the willow.
Since arriving in Dingzhou, Xing'er had been treated like a noble lady, eating delicacies and wearing fine silks.
She was pampered and well-treated in the mansion, which made her feel a little embarrassed and even more grateful for Ouyang Ni's kindness
.

When Xing'er led Dahei to the small courtyard, it was a secluded spot that Jin Yue had carefully chosen for herself.
The scenery was picturesque, with willows swaying in the breeze and few people around. After Jin Yue moved away, only Zhou Ning lived in the courtyard. While Zhou Ning was studying
in his room , he heard a familiar dog barking in the courtyard. He hurriedly went out to see what was going on and found several servants tidying up
the house. Xing'er, dressed in a fine silk dress, was smiling sweetly, and a large black dog was tied under a willow tree, looking excited and happy.

When Zhou Ning saw Xing'er and Dahei, he almost burst into tears of joy. He rushed over and hugged
the girl tightly, speechless with excitement, only wanting to smile. Xing'er hugged Zhou Ning back tightly
, saying, "The headmistress is such a good person. She put me in charge of the documents in the manor, and the servants all call me
Miss . I really don't know how to repay such kindness..."

Zhou Ning held Xing'er's soft body, and the two of them pressed close together, laughing, "I've been worried about Sister Xing'er
. I feel relieved now that you say that."

The two of them hugged each other in the courtyard. Dahei poked its head out, wagging its tail and watching curiously. Xing'er, being
held in Zhou Ning's arms, seemed to want to become one with him. She couldn't help but blush and said with a smile, "Let's
go inside and talk."

Only then did Zhou Ning realize that the soft body he was holding was fragrant, and that his chest was pressed tightly against two
soft . His face also turned red. He quickly released Xing'er's body and took her hand, leading them into his room together.

Xing'er entered his room and saw the sword hanging on the wall. She smiled softly and said, "Learning martial arts is good. That's
how it is in this chaotic world; times create heroes."

Zhou Ning held her hand and sat down on the bed with her, his gaze fixed on her pretty face. He asked, "Sister Xing'er, will we be staying in the Princess's Mansion for
the rest of our lives?"

Xing'er blinked and said softly, "The Master said not to be shy here; we'll be family from now on.
And she really did. Don't think about revenge anymore. Isn't it better to live a peaceful life?"

Zhou Ning's gaze dimmed, and he said absentmindedly, "Hiding in the Princess's Mansion like this isn't a solution. Zhao Yu is determined to
get rid of us. If it weren't for the Master, things could have been very different. Sister Xing'er is a woman, but I, Zhou Ning, although I have no
special skills and am living under someone else's roof, I always hope to achieve something and avenge myself!"

Xing'er listened carefully to his words and slowly withdrew her hand. She said, "Actually, it's right for a man to think this way."
"Blood debts can only be repaid in blood, but the road ahead is fraught with peril, and I, a woman, cannot help you. Zhou Ning, you have chosen a
path of no return, don't you think?"

Zhou Ning looked out the window and said, "Perhaps..."

Xing'er turned around and said softly, "But what's the point? Those people hold high positions and great power. In this
world it's just you and me. I really don't want anything else to happen."

Zhou Ning stepped forward and gently pressed her shoulder, saying, "Sister Xing'er, I know you mean well. Let's not talk about these things anymore
."

Xing'er forced a smile and said, "Yes, you're right. Why say such sad things? Look, it's
getting late. I'll go back first. You should go to sleep early too."

Zhou Ning nodded and saw her out the door. He watched as Xing'er moved into the room opposite. The candlelight burned for a while and
then slowly went out. Da Hei lay sleeping under the willow tree, lazily swishing its tail in its sleep,
dreaming of who knows what...

Could it really be a path of no return? His heart, however, remained calm, as if all of this was meant to happen,
as if it were natural .

The cool rain from the sky sprinkled down on people, the refreshing rainwater bringing a touch of clarity and a hint of melancholy. As night deepened in
the misty drizzle, the lights in the princess's mansion gradually thinned out. What were the ordinary people living outside the high walls
like?

Lost in thought, Zhou Ning walked along a quiet path, letting the fine rain brush against his face. The lanterns
swayed in the wind, their light gently shining on him. Listening to the wind and the rain, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance
drifting on . In a daze, the rain seemed to stop...

The pavilions and towers around him were picturesque, the flowers and plants were damp. Zhou Ning felt a delicate and refined fragrance
lingering in the wind and rain, silently and gently enveloping him. A plain paper umbrella unknowingly sheltered his head.

The wind and rain were silent, a few strands of long hair were blown by the breeze, gently brushing against his face, carrying a
fragrance as sweet as orchids. Zhou Ning had never smelled such a pleasant breeze in his life. Almost instinctively
, he took several deep breaths, inhaling the fragrance deeply into his lungs. He felt much lighter, and all his
worries vanished in an instant.

Zhou Ning turned around in a daze, then froze. A beautiful woman in green stood
clearly , breathtakingly beautiful up close.

It was none other than Ouyang Ni!

Zhou Ning was incredibly surprised. "Master...Master?"

he stammered, his voice trembling with astonishment. Ouyang Ni was taller than most women, and she held
an umbrella over his head with ease. Her slender figure was even more alluring. "It's so late,
aren't you asleep yet?" she asked

. Zhou Ning looked a little dejected. "I couldn't sleep, so I came out to watch the rain."

Ouyang Ni said, "It's getting colder and colder. Don't catch a cold."

Hearing this, Zhou Ning felt a warmth in his heart and smiled. "Master's concern is appreciated. I will definitely remember it."

Ouyang Ni held the plain paper umbrella in her hand, turned her pretty face slightly, and looked back at the small building in the night in the distance. She said softly:
"There's a small pavilion over there, let's chat for a while,"

Zhou Ning nodded in agreement. He had intended to hold the umbrella for Ouyang Ni, but seeing her aloof expression, he didn't say
it. The short walk felt like an eternity. This aloof woman
was walking side by side with him under the same umbrella, and he could clearly smell her fragrance, making him almost afraid to breathe,
lest she misunderstand him.

In his memory, Ouyang Ni mostly wore pale yellow and pink dresses, but tonight she wore a blue silk dress, which was indescribably
stunning...

Ouyang Ni put down the paper umbrella and left it open in the pavilion. There was a square stool in the pavilion, which seemed just big
enough for two people. Zhou Ning was hesitant to sit down, but Ouyang Ni made him sit down.

As soon as Zhou Ning sat down, their bodies inevitably leaned slightly together. Zhou Ning didn't dare to breathe loudly. He heard
Ouyang Ni say, "Is something on your mind? Do you want to talk about it?"

Zhou Ning thought for a moment, and felt much more relaxed after hearing her words. He said, "Nothing's bothering me. What about
you, Master?"

Ouyang Ni's expression was indifferent. She casually gathered her long, flowing skirt, making it possible to vaguely see her two
slender, . She whispered, "I came to see Ran'er."

In those few words, Zhou Ning finally understood Ouyang Ni's feelings for Ran'er. Ran'er had grown up alongside her day by day,
and the emotions between them were something no one else could truly understand.

He could only gently comfort her, saying, "I believe Ran'er can also understand the master's good intentions."

Ouyang Ni's red lips breathed sweetly as she said, "Thank you."

Zhou Ning was flattered by the thank you. Ouyang Ni slowly got up and picked up the paper umbrella on the ground, saying, "It's raining so hard,
let me take you home."

It turned out that the rain had intensified without them noticing. Zhou Ning hurriedly got up and declined, saying, "Master, it's alright, I don't live
far."

Ouyang Ni said calmly, "It's no problem, it's no big deal for me to see you off."

As she spoke, she walked out of the pavilion and stood on the steps waiting for him.

Chapter Sixty-One: Xiang Becomes Siblings, Unwavering for Life

Last night, the light rain brought a bit of coolness, and it was only just dawn. Ouyang Ni got up early this morning. She had arranged for
Fugui to rest for several days, and he didn't have any personal attendants with him, only two maids. She had just gotten up early this morning
when she heard voices downstairs. She opened the window and looked downstairs, and saw that it was Ran'er running all the way here, with
several maids chasing after her.

Ouyang Ni had no choice but to smile helplessly, turn around, and go to the table to drink tea.

A short while later, Ran'er happily rushed into her room. He didn't say a word, but immediately threw himself into
Ouyang Ni's arms, snuggling and wanting a hug…

Ouyang Ni was filled with affection, patting his head and smiling beautifully, "Are you doing well with your sister Jin Yue?"

Ran'er hugged her tightly, burying his face in her soft, full breasts, rubbing and nuzzling against her through her bodice,
his little mouth randomly kissing the exposed snow-white skin outside her bodice, then pouting with infinite grievance, "Ran'er missed
Auntie , Ran'er missed Auntie…"

Ouyang Ni gently wrapped her arms around Ran'er's neck, affectionately patting his head and smilingly scolding, "Missing me
won't help . From now on, I won't talk to you anymore!"

Ran'er giggled in her arms, urgently saying, "Auntie, Auntie, hug me…"

Ouyang Ni, blushing with helplessness, reached out her delicate hands and hugged him, saying, "Little devil, I just can't do anything with you..."

Ran'er nestled comfortably in the beauty's arms, humming softly, and said in his childish voice, "When Ran'er grows up, he'll marry Auntie,
Auntie, what do you say?"

Ouyang Ni smiled sweetly and countered, "There are countless good children in the world, why should I marry
you?"

Ran'er pouted, looking aggrieved, and said, "You don't love Ran'er anymore..."

Seeing his aggrieved expression, Ouyang Ni felt a pang of heartache and quickly comforted him gently, "I am your aunt.
You don't understand now, but you will when you grow up. I can only be your aunt for life."

Ran'er wrinkled his nose, seemingly lost in thought. Ouyang Ni smiled beautifully and said happily, "Auntie has a
gift for you."

She instructed a maid to bring a round hat, which she personally placed on Ran'er's head, looking at him from left to right with a radiant smile.
"So handsome! He'll be the envy of countless girls when he grows up!"

Ran'er touched the hat on her head, giggled, and jumped into Ouyang Ni's arms, saying, "Auntie, Ran'er loves you the most!"

Ouyang Ni smiled and said, "Do you think your auntie will be fooled by your sweet words? Be a good girl and stay with your
sister !"

As she spoke, she picked up a small blue-and-white umbrella and took him out to play. When Zhu Lin came to the princess's mansion on official business and found Ouyang Ni
, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman holding a small blue-and-white umbrella holding a little boy's hand
and Behind her were many maids and servants. From a distance, the woman's skin was as white as snow, her waist-length hair was flowing,
and her pale yellow gauze dress was dancing lightly in the wind, bringing a fragrance that was elegant and delicate.

From afar, it seemed Ran'er was talking to Ouyang Ni. Ouyang Ni smiled and crouched down,
and Ran'er carefully picked out a small purple flower and gave it to her. Ouyang Ni smiled beautifully, cupped Ran'er's
cheeks, and gently kissed him on the cheek. Ran'er was so happy he jumped up and down, constantly pestering Ouyang Ni for more kisses.
Ouyang Ni couldn't resist and hugged him, giving him a few more sweet kisses.

Zhu Lin hesitated to interrupt this beautiful moment, but Ouyang Ni's beautiful eyes looked over curiously. After a moment's
thought, she stood up and took Ran'er's hand, leading her towards them.

Zhu Lin stood by the roadside and bowed, saying, "I hope you are in good health, Master."

Ouyang Ni held Ran'er's hand tightly and said, "General, you came so early this morning. Is there something urgent?"

Zhu Lin hummed in agreement and said, "It's like this. Wuxiang is going to the Demon Sea, and we will naturally provide the ship. Xu
Liang wrote that he wants to take this opportunity to send someone deep into the Bohai Sea to see the true nature of the Demon Sea. I wonder what you think

, Master?" Ouyang Ni said softly, "You don't need to ask me about these small matters in the future. You generals can handle them yourselves
."

Zhu Lin nodded and smiled, "Would you and Ran'er like to go out and play?"

Ouyang Ni gently stroked Ran'er's neck and said softly... "Zhu Lin, would you like to meditate together for a while?"

Zhu Lin was taken aback, coughed, and chuckled, "Master, you're putting me in a difficult position. I've never meditated before."

Ran'er tilted her head happily, "I often meditate with my aunt. Uncle, you should learn too!
Meditation can cultivate one's character!"

Zhu Lin, usually a rough and unrefined man, was overjoyed to hear Ran'er's words and laughed heartily, "Alright, alright, Uncle will meditate with you in
a few days ."

Ouyang Ni smiled sweetly, "I heard the flowers on the mountain are blooming. I really want to go see them."

Zhu Lin, standing beside her, said, "Wildflowers bloom everywhere, delicate and shy..." "..."

Ouyang Ni couldn't help but chuckle, "Even you, who prides yourself on being a roughneck, are starting to compose poems!"

Zhu Lin blushed and laughed, "No way! Just a casual remark. How could I dare to talk about poetry in front of the master?"

Ouyang Ni suddenly smiled and said, "Zhu Lin, your adopted son really likes Jin Yue. You should advise him
not to bother her anymore. He's so young and has such a bright future ahead of him. Why does he have to pursue love and romance, especially
with a girl with a cold and aloof personality? He'll suffer and get nothing in return."

Zhu Lin coughed lightly and said, "Young people are often impetuous, and it's understandable that they're attracted to women." "But Jin Yue is
the master's person, so I naturally told him to give up that idea in private."

Ouyang Ni nodded gently and said, "You deserve credit for the Soul-Stealing Sect's escape from the Northern Kingdom. If your adopted
son is really full of energy and has nowhere to vent, let him go to the Martial Arts Hall to cool off."

Zhu Lin answered yes, and Ouyang Ni bent down and picked up Ran'er, saying, "Zhu Lin, come with me to the Martial Arts Hall to see him."

Ten years have passed so quickly, and Dingzhou City has become much more prosperous. A carriage was traveling through the bustling city. Inside,
Ran'er was sitting in Zhu Lin's lap, eating a string of candied hawthorns with relish. Zhu Lin held Ran'er's hand and said:
"A thousand years in this world are but a fleeting moment. Ten years have passed, and I seem to have changed a lot, while the master of the Daoist sect
hasn't changed at all since ten years ago. Longevity, longevity..."

Ouyang Ni bit her red lips and smiled, "This sighing and lamenting doesn't seem like you. I know that loving someone
is unforgettable. So many years have passed; you should have learned to forget."

Zhu Lin thought for a moment, shook his head, and smiled, "I truly envy you, Master, for being able to be so detached from worldly desires and not concern yourself with worldly matters."

Ouyang Ni continued, "Sister Yao is doing very well in Taizhou. Yan Yifan succeeded Murong Ji ten years ago, and
Sister is already a princess. She's devoted to her husband and children in Taizhou. You also have children now; you shouldn't be thinking about
those mundane things anymore. Beauty fades, and a woman's beauty isn't necessarily a blessing!"

Hearing him mention Taizhou, Zhu Lin sighed softly, "After the princess left Dingzhou, so many years
have passed..." "No news at all. It's truly unfathomable how cultivators view the mortal world,"

Ouyang Ni said meaningfully. "Why rush things?"

Zhu Lin thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "What you say is very true, Master!"

Ouyang Ni reached out her jade hand and touched Ran'er's cheek, saying, "Such a sensible child."

Zhu Lin lifted the carriage curtain and glanced down, saying, "Master, we've arrived at the Martial Arts Hall."

Zhu Lin got off the carriage first, and the driver quickly set out a stool for him. Zhu Lin stood below the carriage and extended
his hand , "Master, let me help you down."

Ouyang Ni gently reached out her jade hand to give it to him, but then withdrew it, saying, "It's alright, I can get down myself."

As her pale yellow gauze dress fluttered in the wind, her beautiful feet were slightly revealed beneath the skirt. Zhu Lin,
caught off her feet, was captivated. Ouyang Ni got off the carriage and then helped Ran'er down, smiling and scolding her:
"A string of candied hawthorns, and you haven't even given your aunt a second glance the whole way?"

Ran'er giggled and tugged at Ouyang Ni's flowing sleeve, acting coquettishly
.

Ouyang Ni patted his head and said, "Auntie will take you to watch people spar!" The martial arts hall, developed over ten years, now looked even more imposing. Soldiers guarded the entrance tightly. Ouyang Ni took Ran'er's
hand, and Zhu Lin accompanied them into the hall. In the light drizzle, there were few people in the courtyard. The hall had
countless pavilions and towers, like the inner courtyard of a royal palace. Zhu Lin accompanied them into a spacious indoor area. On the walls of the area
hung maps of the situation in various parts of the world. In the center, dozens of people were wielding bamboo swords and sparring with each other. The crisp sounds of their swordplay
were endless, and everyone was sweating profusely, making it seem like they were putting in a lot of effort!

Zhu Lin was filled with curiosity. After glancing around a few times, he was stunned. Standing gracefully at the back of the crowd was a
beautiful woman dressed in white, her face veiled. Her eyes occasionally glanced at the people competing in the sword fight. From
a , her slender figure swayed like a willow in the breeze, and she exuded a captivating aura. Her skin was as white as snow, making her
a rare and stunning beauty.

It seemed that many talented young men in the arena were desperately trying to impress her.

Ouyang Ni called out softly, "Miss Xian'er, would you like to spar with someone?"

This woman was none other than the renowned and talented Nangong Xian'er, accompanied by Jin Yue and Zhou Ning standing
beside . Nangong Xian'er, her eyes sparkling, said, "Xian'er's swordsmanship is nothing but fancy footwork; how dare I embarrass myself?"

Ouyang Ni grasped Ran'er's small hand and stepped forward, smiling sweetly, "Miss Xian'er is exceptionally talented. Not only are you unparalleled in music, chess,
calligraphy , but even your swordsmanship is unmatched throughout the four seas and eight wastelands!"

Nangong Xian'er gently chided, "Master, please don't praise me like that; I can't accept it."

Ouyang Ni smiled at Ran'er and said, "Good girl, go stay with your sister Jin Yue for a while."

Ran'er listened without flinching. Without moving, a pair of eyes stared curiously at Nangong Xian'er. Nangong Xian'er
asked in confusion, "My lady, he...?"

Ouyang Ni said softly, "The Listening Snow Pavilion enshrines portraits of the past rulers of Dingzhou. My sister, Zhao Qingqing, likes to
wear a snow-white dress. Ran'er must have seen you wearing white, Xian'er, and it reminded him of his mother."

Nangong Xian'er listened carefully, a hint of sadness appearing in her beautiful eyes. "So there's such a story."

As she spoke, she squatted down and hugged Ran'er into her arms, gently comforting her, "From now on, you're
my family, okay?"

Ran'er's eyes welled up with tears, and she said in a childish voice, "Sister Xian'er..."

Upon hearing Ran'er call her "sister," Nangong Xian'er hugged her tightly with her snow-white hands. He said, "Sister, it's so good to have you!"

Ouyang Ni, standing beside him, also felt very gratified: "I'm just as happy."

The crisp sound of swords clashing filled the arena, mixed with the muffled roars of men. Ouyang Ni, Zhu Lin, Nangong Xian'er, and Ran'er,
accompanied by Jin Yue and Zhou Ning, watched the swordplay together. Zhu Lin pointed out the sword techniques, saying, "Swords are known for their unpredictability.
Only through diligent study and practice can one become a great talent. Now that the world is in chaos, it is precisely the time when talent is in dire need. Our town's military camp is also in dire need of new blood."

Ouyang Ni said, "Today we are all family here, so let's not talk about official business."

Jin Yue, having led Zhou Ning to observe the swordplay for half a day, was already somewhat tired and said, "Master, Jin Yue would like to go back with Zhou
Ning first."

Ouyang Ni said, " "Alright, you and Zhou Ning go back first. I'll chat with Miss Xian'er for a while longer."

Jin Yue replied with a "yes," and led Zhou Ning out of the martial arts hall. Zhou Ning had been watching the martial arts for a while and had come up with some
ideas. As soon as he stepped outside, a gust of cold wind made him shiver. Jin Yue, with her hands behind her back, asked

, "Are you feeling unwell?" Zhou Ning laughed heartily and said, "I feel a little cold." Jin Yue suddenly asked,

"What do you think of Nangong Xian'er?"

Her sudden question caught Zhou Ning off guard, and he stammered, "I...I don't know."

Jin Yue frowned and said coldly, "Nonsense!"

Only then did Zhou Ning realize that Jin Yue didn't like Nangong Xian'er, but how could he possibly
understand why?

On the way back, Jin Yue hadn't given him a kind look, her pretty face always cold and aloof. It was truly a hardship for
Zhou Ning .

The streets were bustling with people, a light drizzle falling. Countless young men and women strolled along the bridge, umbrellas in hand.
Zhou Ning , following closely beside Jin Yue, finally managed to win her forgiveness after much pleading. Jin Yue
, her pretty face cold, said, "That's just who I am. I'm just this straightforward. If you think I have a bad temper, then there's really nothing
I can do !"

Zhou Ning hurriedly and attentively bought two strings of candied hawthorns, handing one to Jin Yue each. Jin Yue was taken aback, then chuckled.
"You think the shopkeeper is just coaxing Ran'er into buying me candied hawthorns?"

She was already beautiful, and this rare, radiant smile bloomed like a flower. Her beautiful eyes, like water, fell upon his face,
and her delicate red lips curved in an indescribable beauty, truly captivating. Zhou Ning stared blankly at her face, and Jin Yue
blushed for no reason, scolding, "You're such a blockhead!"

Her shy and coquettish appearance made Zhou Ning swallow hard, not out of lust, but simply because
the girl before him was too beautiful. While he stood there, stunned, he suddenly heard a horse's neigh, and a large chestnut
horse, its eyes red, galloped towards him. The rider screamed in alarm. Zhou Ning stood frozen in the middle of the road, still
holding a candied hawthorn. Jin Yue reacted quickly, grabbing Zhou Ning and pulling him into her arms. Caught off guard, Zhou Ning bumped
into Jin Yue's embrace, feeling his chest pressed against two full, soft mounds. The
chestnut Zhou Ning narrowly avoided it in a flash. Jin Yue was furious, drawing her sword and saying, "If you can't ride a horse, don't ride
! What if you hit someone?"

The chestnut horse thrashed about, and the rider, unskilled, was thrown off. Still dazed and confused
, he was startled to find a sword pressed against his neck!

Several servants and soldiers, panting and shouting, rushed forward, calling out,
"Scholar! Scholar! Oh my goodness!"

"Scholar?" Jin Yue turned her pretty face and noticed the man lying on the ground, dressed in red and colorful attire,
with a bright red flower on his chest. It turned out to be a frail-looking scholar. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Miss,
a gentleman uses words, not fists..."

Jin Yue sneered, "So you're a scholar. Scholars have always been useless!"

Despite saying this, she still sheathed her sword. The scholar on the ground got up and saw that he
was a handsome man with bright eyes and fair skin, but he was too frail. He clasped his hands and smiled,
"Miss, you are wrong. Scholars have always been of great use."

The top scholar, brushing the grime from his clothes as he spoke, maintained a constant smile.

Jin Yue drew her longsword with a loud thud, pointing it at him, and said indifferently, "I say scholars are inherently useless!"

The top scholar took a few steps back, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and smiled, "My name is Ji Changting. I was quite rude just now."

As he spoke, he bowed to Zhou Ning and Jin Yue respectively. Several
servants

rushed to shout, "Bold commoners! Do you know that the person before you is the top scholar personally appointed by His Majesty the Emperor!" Ji Changting frowned and said, "No rudeness allowed!"

Jin Yue was too lazy to pay attention to them; this top scholar named Ji Changting seemed quite amiable. Too lazy to argue,
she said calmly, "Zhou Ning, let's go."

Just as Jin Yue was about to leave, Ji Changting quickly followed, saying, "Miss, wait!"

Jin Yue asked, "Why?"

Ji Changting smiled gently, "I apologize for my earlier rudeness. Yang Lake isn't far from here. Let me host
you both the boat to calm your nerves."

Jin Yue thought for a moment and said, "Alright, a free meal is definitely worth it."

Zhou Ning had a very good impression of this top scholar and went to chat with him. During their conversation, Ji Changting smiled and said:
"My father is the garrison commander of Changjun, which is why he urged Changting to come to Dingzhou to take the imperial examination. I really didn't expect

him to pass with flying colors." Zhou Ning said with a smile, "You're too modest, Scholar."

Ji Changting shook his head and smiled, "Don't call me Scholar, just call me Changting."

Jin Yue, dressed in a flowing gauze dress, said calmly with her hands behind her back, "Oh, Xu Liang is a good friend of your father."

Ji Changting asked in surprise, "Does Miss know about Changjun?"

Jin Yue reached out and broke off a willow branch from the roadside, playing with it, "Of course I know. I'm right next to the innkeeper,
how could not know?"

Ji Changting was quite surprised, but smiled and said, "I see."

The three of them chartered a pleasure boat and cruised on the lake. There were countless pavilions and towers on the shore, and lanterns were everywhere.
"Hang up," Ji Changting said, ordering a large amount of fine wine and food. "We've become friends through this fight, so I'll drink this first." A

light drizzle fell outside the boat, and boats drifted on the lake, creating a beautiful scene. Ji Changting
downed his drink in one gulp, his face flushed. "What a beautiful view! What a beautiful view! Life is but a dream
. To be gathered here with friends from all corners of the world is truly a wonderful thing!"

Zhou Ning also poured himself a glass of wine, downing it in one gulp. "Hehe, I read in a book that this is
what it means to be willing to die for a friend !"

Jin Yue poured herself a glass, took a small sip with elegant grace, and admired the lake view with her beautiful eyes.
Changting and Zhou Ning chatted merrily over wine, discussing everything under the sun, displaying the spirit of "a thousand cups are not enough when drinking with kindred spirits."

Jin Yue didn't drink much, so only Zhou Ning and Ji Changting drank together. Ji Changting raised
his

glass and smiled, "Changting has always dreamed of traveling the world, across rivers and seas. I wonder what your wishes are, Brother Zhou Ning and Miss Jin Yue?" Zhou Ning raised his glass and said, "Zhou Ning would rather dedicate his youth to mastering swordsmanship and becoming the world's
most renowned swordsman!"

Ji Changting's gaze fell on Jin Yue and asked, "What are your wishes, Miss Jin Yue?"

Jin Yue raised her glass, took a small sip, and said softly, her bright eyes like water, "What Jin Yue desires is nothing more than a white robe as pure as
snow."

Although Ji Changting was a frail scholar, he was surprisingly forthright at this moment and raised his glass again, saying, "To... " "May all our
wishes come true, no longer just dreams!"

Jin Yue hesitated for a moment, but in the end, the three of them raised their wine cups together and drank them down. The scenery outside the boat was beautiful, with waves of emerald green
lake rolling in, and a light drizzle falling. Ji Changting stood outside the boat, holding a wine cup, and said, "Thinking of our fate
, we meet when fate brings us together; thinking of our lack of fate, fate is light.

The affairs of this mortal world are like a gentle spring breeze and a lamp..." Zhou Ning walked out of the cabin with a wine pot.
A gust of wind blew in, and the lake surface rippled. Raindrops fell from the sky, and the boundless lake was shrouded in mist
. The boat drifted on it as if in a fairyland. He smiled and imitated Ji Changting's tone, full of emotion, and said:
"What a beautiful view!"

Jin Yue, dressed in flowing green robes, her fragrant shoulders and hair dancing wildly, her beautiful face slightly flushed, said softly, "Why don't
you two become sworn brothers?"

Ji Changting clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Great idea! Then Zhou Ning and I will become sworn brothers, inseparable!"

Zhou Ning, unusually happy today, said, "Alright! Then, facing this azure sky above and the waters of Yang Lake below, let
us become sworn brothers!"

The three of them were outside the boat. Ji Changting knelt down first, clasping his hands in a fist and saying, "I am Ji Changting!"

Zhou Ning followed suit, saying, "I am Zhou Ning!"

"Today, we two become sworn brothers here. We do not ask to be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, but we ask to die on the same day of the same month of the same year. Heaven
and earth bear witness!"

Just then, a thunderclap suddenly appeared in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, a torrential downpour began. Ji Changting smiled and said:
"Heaven is blessing us!"

The three of them boarded the boat side by side, went ashore, and bought umbrellas. Ji Changting laughed, "According to tradition, those taking the college entrance exam are supposed to ride horses
all over the city. I even complained that this tradition was troublesome for those who can't ride horses, but I didn't expect to meet two good siblings because of it.
However tomorrow Changting will be going to Changjun to take up his post as a county magistrate."

Zhou Ning held the umbrella for Jin Yue and laughed, "Being a county magistrate is good. In the future, Brother Changting will be promoted step by step."

Ji Changting looked embarrassed and said, "I'm ashamed. I only want to travel around the world and be a good doctor who saves lives."

Jin Yue put her hands behind her back and said, "Green hills and clear waters, we'll meet again someday."

Ji Changting clasped his hands and laughed, "You're right. Changting will take his leave now. What a beautiful scene today!"

Zhou Ning watched Ji Changting leave and held the umbrella for Jin Yue. Holding an umbrella, she asked, "Sister Jin Yue,
what did you mean when you said your wish was simply to wear a white dress as pure as snow?"

Jin Yue was taken aback, then said calmly, "You wouldn't understand even if I told you. You'll understand in the future."

The two walked side by side on the bridge. Pedestrians came and went, and countless pink and white paper umbrellas filled the air,
creating a beautiful scene. Jin Yue gently touched a strand of hair in front of her chest and murmured to herself, "If fate brings us together, I will meet you; if fate leaves me alone, I will feel
insignificant . Does selfless devotion truly exist in this world...?"

Chapter Sixty-Two: Ten Miles of Red Makeup in Xiang, Lanterns Lighting Up.

In a boudoir of the Princess's residence, a man and a woman sat facing each other. It was Zhu Lin and Ouyang Ni.
The layers floated, and a fragrant bed could be vaguely seen deep within the gauze. The window of the room was open, and the breeze from outside blew in.
A gentle breeze carried a soft, sweet fragrance into the boudoir. Layers of sheer gauze were alluring, and her slender figure, clad in a
pale yellow dress, cascaded down her shoulders and chest. Her long, delicate hands supported her beautiful face, her
bright eyes gazing at the misty rain outside the window. A few strands of hair fell onto her white bodice, which accentuated her full breasts,
creating a captivating contrast.

Zhu Lin poured another cup of tea and gently pushed it towards Ouyang Ni: "The people escorting Lin Mengxue have arrived in Dingzhou City.
What are your plans for her, Master?"

Ouyang Ni took the teacup and sipped lightly, replying languidly, "Yue Yunlong only put
Lin Mengxue on the table to forge an alliance with us. Since she is Ran'er's wife, we should handle this strictly according to the rules. Order everyone in the manor to address her as
Madam Xue."

Zhu Lin slowly sipped his tea, saying, "Taizhou and Murong Chong are locked in a power struggle, and Murong Chong's influence is considerable. Liang
is in chaos ..." "The situation remains uncertain,"

Ouyang Ni said calmly. "Let's wait and see."

Zhu Lin thought of Ran'er playing with Nangong Xian'er and found it quite amusing. "Ran'er has completely forgotten about the master
since she saw Nangong Xian'er."

Ouyang Ni blushed and said with a helpless smile, "Ran'er is such a little devil, I can't do anything with him. Let him do
whatever he wants."

Outside the small building, the rain was misty. Ouyang Ni took her bamboo flute and went to the window to look at the city. She saw that
the buildings were shrouded in mist and rain.

A gentle breeze occasionally blew, causing the beautiful woman's pale yellow gauze dress to flutter in the wind, vaguely revealing her
alluring curves. Zhu Lin sat on a stool, intently admiring her slender and captivating back,
savoring the delicate fragrance emanating from her flowing hair. Ouyang Ni, her gauze sleeves lightly wrapped around her jade-like hands, picked up a bamboo flute, her red lips gently touching the flute holes
as she played a melodious tune. As the flute music drifted away with the rain, Zhu Lin's thick eyebrows twitched; he remembered it was a poem by Bai Juyi, and stepped forward.
She slowly recited: "The Bian River flows, the Si River flows, flowing to the ancient ferry of Guazhou. The Wu Mountains are dotted with sorrow. Thoughts linger, resentment lingers,
resentment will only cease when I return. The moon shines bright, a person leans against the railing."

After Ouyang Ni finished playing, she held her bamboo flute and asked, "Does Zhu Lin know how to play the flute?"

Zhu Lin stepped forward, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "I used to say I was a roughneck,
but after , she taught me to play the flute and music. It's been ten years."

Ouyang Ni glanced at him, biting her red lips. She said softly, "Here's the flute for you."

Zhu Lin reached out and took the flute, tucking it into his waistband. He said happily, "Master, you're truly a kindred spirit!"

Ouyang Ni turned around, smiling beautifully. "Just don't say I'm your confidante, otherwise
that little devil Ran'er will get jealous again."

Zhu Lin asked curiously, "Ran'er?"

Ouyang Ni said, "The other day you held my hand, and Ran'er saw it. He pouted and started telling me about the proper etiquette
between ."

Zhu Lin listened carefully to her words and couldn't help but laugh. "Thinking about it carefully, what Ran'er said does make
some sense."

Ouyang Ni said beautifully, "The words of the ancients naturally have some truth to them, don't you think?"

Just then, Ran'er returned from playing at Nangong Xian'er's place, coming with Jin Yue. Wearing a
round hat, he bounced into the house, covered in sweat. Ouyang Ni helplessly wiped away his sweat and scolded him:
"You're having so much fun at your sister Xian'er's?"

Ran'er pouted, giggling and acting coquettishly. Ouyang Ni had no choice but to say, "Your Uncle Zhu Lin said Lin
Mengxue has arrived in Dingzhou. Let's go pick her up together, okay?"

Ran'er blinked, looking at Ouyang Ni with a hint of suspicion. Ouyang Ni chuckled and said, "In this world, whether
saints or commoners, everyone should uphold virtue."

As she spoke, she gently poured a cup of tea, pulled Ran'er into her arms, and personally fed her the tea, saying, "You are my
good baby. Remember, you can't be pampered and then look down on others for your own amusement. Mengxue married far away to Dingzhou, and her journey
has been arduous. She doesn't even consider us family. " "And she is your wife. Just think, even if a guest comes from afar, the host
will still go out to greet him to show courtesy and hospitality. So how should you treat your own wife?"

Ran'er gulped down her tea and happily said, "We must treat her with courtesy! We can't let people think that everyone in Dingzhou
is impolite!"

Ouyang Ni smiled and said, "Good girl!"

Amidst the festive decorations, Ouyang Ni took Ran'er's hand and led the welcoming party out to greet them personally.
Soldiers holding red lanterns stood on both sides of the street, and the wet bluestone pavement reflected the red lanterns. Thirty
beautiful girls in pink gauze and red dresses led the way. In the misty rain, a red carriage drove into the inner city. Ouyang Ni smiled and said:
"Li Mu, Zhu Lin, please trouble yourself a little and help the bride alight from the carriage. Remember, this is official business. You,
Zhu Lin, are a general of Kang Kingdom, and you, Li Mu, are the Prime Minister of Kang Kingdom. Do you understand?"

The two men clasped their hands and smiled, "Your subjects will remember your instructions, Master!"

They stepped forward personally. Li Mu brought a small stool for her to alight from the carriage, and Zhu Lin personally lifted the curtain, saying, "Madam ,
you must be tired from your journey."

Ouyang Ni smiled as she looked at the noble young woman behind the beaded curtain. In the misty rain, she was a beautiful woman with a delicate face.
A red plum blossom ornament adorned her forehead, her eyebrows were exquisitely beautiful, and her clear,
captivating eyes and jade-like face were stunning. She wore a red wedding dress, her long hair flowing gently over her shoulders. As soon as she appeared, a faint, icy
fragrance wafted from her. Zhu Lin personally helped her... She alighted from the carriage, and Lin Mengxue nodded her thanks, saying softly, "Mengxue has
troubled the General."

Zhu Lin clasped his hands and smiled, saying, "Madam, you are too kind. I am deeply flattered."

Li Mu stepped forward with a smile and said in a cheerful voice, "The peach tree is young and tender, its blossoms are bright and beautiful.

This maiden is going to her husband's home, may

she bring harmony

to her family. The peach tree is young and tender, its fruit is abundant. This maiden is going to her husband's home, may she

bring harmony to her household. The peach tree is young and tender, its leaves are lush and green.

This maiden is going to her husband's home, may she bring harmony to her family."

She looked up and saw that Dingzhou City had countless pavilions and towers, extremely prosperous. The whole city was shrouded in
a wisp of misty rain. On both sides of the main road, a thin layer of mist was emitted by the drizzle. Thousands of soldiers holding red lanterns stood side by side on both sides of the road, stretching as far as the eye could see. Each large red lantern had a single character written on it, "囍"
(double happiness ).
The damp flagstone path, glistening with puddles, reflected rows of red candles and wedding lanterns. Thirty
beautiful young women in pink gauze and red dresses smiled sweetly and bowed gently, saying, "Welcome, Madam Mengxue..."

Li Mu, beaming, stood beside Zhu Lin and led the way, saying, "The Master and Young Mistress were worried about your
long , so they came to greet you personally."

In her view, illuminated by bright red lanterns, a light drizzle was falling. A stunningly beautiful woman in a pale yellow dress
held the hand of a little boy. The boy had clear eyes, handsome features, wore a round hat, and was dressed
in bright red, making him very endearing. This was Ran'er and Ouyang Ni.

Zhu Lin and Li Mu followed behind. Lin Mengxue lightly clasped her hands together, gracefully moved her delicate body towards Ouyang Ni, and gave a graceful bow, saying:
"Xue'er greets the Master and my husband."

Ouyang Ni smiled beautifully, gently taking her hand and saying, "Xue'er, you've traveled far to Dingzhou, enduring wind and rain along the way.
You must be very tired. Let's go home now."

Ran'er grabbed Ouyang Ni's sleeve and called out in a childish voice, "Wife..."

Lin Mengxue gently bit her red lips and said tenderly, "Husband..."

Ouyang Ni took Ran'er's small hand and handed it to Lin Mengxue, smiling, "May husband and wife walk hand in hand, forever and ever."

Lin Mengxue gently held Ran'er's small hand. Zhu Lin and Li Mu led the way side by side, and Ouyang Ni accompanied Lin
Mengxue all the way to the Princess's Mansion. When they arrived at the gate, a burst of firecrackers exploded, sending up a burst of red fire and wisps of
blue smoke. Ran'er was in the middle, and the two women led him across the threshold. The mansion was already brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. The red lanterns
swayed in the wind, and in the misty rain, there were countless pavilions and towers, like a fairyland. All of this was so enchanting
...

The residence arranged for the bride was across the wall from Ouyang Ni's small building. Everyone in the mansion came to celebrate. In the bridal
chamber Ran'er sat on Zhao Yu'er's beautiful legs and ate candy. Ouyang Ni and Lin Mengxue sat on the bed talking. Zhu Lin and
Li Mu chatted and laughed with others outside the room. Jin Yue, Zhou Ning, Xing'er, and Nangong Xian'er all came to drink. Wu De, who had been in seclusion
for a long time also came to drink. Wu De's hair had turned even whiter, and he had gained a lot of weight.

Zhu Lin opened a jar of wine, and the three men sat around the table, drinking and chatting merrily. Wu De, beaming, said, "Ah,
ten years have passed in the blink of an eye! Is this the first time we've all sat at the same table drinking together?"

Li Mu poured Wu De a glass of wine and laughed, "Old man, you're right, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye!"

Zhu Lin raised his glass and laughed heartily, "We're getting younger and younger! We never knew how to enjoy life before, did we?"

Li Mu said, "Speaking of which, old man, you retired to the countryside precisely to enjoy life."

Wu De downed his glass and laughed, "You can't deny getting old, you
know? I was complaining of a neck pain the other day . You two are so young and carefree."

The three men drank there, while inside the room... Zhao Yu'er held Ran'er and fed him candy. Ran'er ate
the candy , then opened his little mouth and sucked on the beautiful woman's snow-white hand. Ouyang Ni held Lin Mengxue's
hand tightly and said softly, "Ran'er is young. If he doesn't understand something in daily life, you, his bride, will have to suffer
."

Lin Mengxue glanced at Ran'er, who was licking the beautiful woman's hand, and her pretty face blushed, making her even more
beautiful and charming. She said, "Master, please don't worry..."

Ouyang Ni said, "Look, it's getting late. Princess Yu'er and I will go back to rest first. Xue'er
should also rest early."

When Ran'er heard that Ouyang Ni was leaving, he jumped down and wanted to leave with her. Ouyang Ni patted his head and said with a smile:
"Listen to your aunt and don't whine. Don't leave the bride alone."

Ran'er looked at Ouyang Ni with a wronged expression as she closed the door and left. Her red dress made her skin look even whiter. She sat quietly
on the bed. Ran'er had eaten her fill of candy and wanted to go to bed. She reached out and took off her hat, sat down next to Ouyang Ni, and said in a childish voice:
"I want to sleep!"

Lin Mengxue's beautiful eyes gazed at his face, her red lips exhaling a fragrant breath onto Ran'er's face. Their eyes met,
their breaths mingling. The beautiful woman's fragrance wafted over Ran'er's face, and he couldn't help but sniff. Lin
Mengxue smiled and said, "My husband likes this fragrance? It's the scent of flowers I picked myself. It smells wonderful on clothes
."

Ran'er then tried to undress and go to sleep. Lin Mengxue exhaled a fragrant breath onto Ran'er's neck and said, "
Menghue will help you undress."

Chapter Sixty-Three: The Beauty of Xiang is Still Here, But Where Has Her Beauty Gone?

Zhou Ning and Xing'er returned after drinking, bringing back a lot of chicken, duck, fish, and meat for Dahei. Xing'er
went to her room early to rest. Zhou Ning went back to his room and lay down for a while. Someone knocked on the door. Zhou Ning opened the door and saw a
tall, beautiful woman standing gracefully in front of him. She was wearing a light blue silk dress, and her face had a somewhat cold expression. It was none other
than Jin Yue.

Jin Yue, holding a small jar of wine in her arms, looked at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "This is the finest wine; I brought
you a jar."

Zhou Ning hurriedly invited her into the room and asked, "Sister Jin Yue, are you having trouble sleeping?"

Jin Yue put down the wine, sat gracefully at the table, and said softly, "It was very noisy tonight, so I really
couldn't ."

Zhou Ning poured her a cup of tea and said, "Have some tea first."

Jin Yue took the tea and drank a few sips, then smiled gently and said, "The hawthorn tea you brewed is quite good. It seems you also enjoy
tea ."

Zhou Ning rested his chin on his hands and said cheerfully, "There are many times in life when people are bored. When bored, they always like to
learn how to brew tea."

Jin Yue chuckled and said, "Is there such a saying?"

Zhou Ning said seriously, "Of course there is. Sister Jin Yue, don't you like brewing tea?"

Jin Yue took another sip and said, "I do like it, but I always get my tea leaves from the owner. The owner is in Yaochi
and is cultivating immortality. " Every year, people send someone to Yaochi to fetch tea to brew. The aroma of that tea
is truly refreshing, and one sip leaves a lingering aftertaste.

Zhou Ning said enviously, "Is there really such delicious tea? When I lived on the mountain, I went with my grandfather to pick
tea leaves , and when we came back, we would make our own tea. On hot days, a cup of tea would even soothe the heat."

Jin Yue played with her hair in her white hands and said reproachfully, "Would I lie to you? Next time I come
, I'll ask the owner for some. She cares a lot about you and Xing'er, and she'll be happy if I get some tea."

As she spoke, her beautiful eyes were captivating, and she said softly, "Speaking of which, the owner always cares about others, but
she forgets about herself."

Zhou Ning thought for a moment, and finally frowned and asked, "Sister Jin Yue, why does Zhao Yu hate Ran'er?"

Jin Yue poured herself a cup of tea and smiled leisurely, "Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Zhou Ning said seriously, "I heard it from outsiders."

Jin Yue chuckled softly, "We can't believe everything outsiders say, but there's no smoke without fire; there's always some reason behind it.
These things aren't for us to worry about."

Zhou Ning replied, "Sister Jin Yue is right. Overthinking is harmful."

Jin Yue rested her chin on her hand, saying, "Sometimes I'm too lazy to think too much. A cup of tea and a sword are enough to
travel the world."

Zhou Ning smiled slightly, "Otherwise, some things can't be perfect and satisfy everyone."

Jin Yue said, "Why is there so much joy and sorrow, of ups and downs, of happiness and sadness?"

Zhou Ning gazed at her... She looked at him and said, "Sister Jin Yue, let's not think about unhappy things, let's think about happy things
."

Jin Yue smiled and said, "Okay."

Zhou Ning lowered his head and poured her another small cup of tea. Just as he was about to hand it to her, he suddenly noticed that Jin Yue's skin
was crystal clear yellow bodice covered her high and full breasts, and the two round, snowy breasts that were slightly exposed outside the bodice
squeezed out a deep cleavage. A few strands of long black hair flowed around her breasts, and the contrast between her silky hair and the skin on her chest was
incredibly alluring. Zhou Ning had lived in the deep mountains since childhood and was ignorant. How could he have seen the beauty of a girl's body? This was the first
time he had seen such an alluring sight, and he was momentarily stunned...

Jin Yue's breasts were not actually exposed too much, only a little bit, but he did not expect that Zhou Ning would notice
the girl's and would be unable to control himself. How could she not see Zhou Ning's gaze?
She lightly

Zhou Ning was startled, then suddenly realized what she meant, blushing as she said, "Nothing..."

Jin Yue took the teacup with her jade-like hand and gently scolded, "It's not like you've never seen me dressed like this before."

Zhou Ning said awkwardly, "We've never seen such beautiful clothes back in the mountains, not even a neck is exposed..."

Jin Yue said calmly, "Not even a neck exposed? Wouldn't that be unbearably hot..."

Zhou Ning blushed and said, "No, it won't!"

Jin Yue shook her head and smiled, "Then you'll be very lucky in the future. Not only in Dingzhou City,
but there are countless women wearing beautiful dresses. Just don't stare at a girl's chest next time, or you'll be seen as a lecher!"

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to the window...

Princess's Mansion, a light drizzle lingered on people's shoulders, the lantern light swayed in the wind. This was
a place where portraits of the past rulers of Dingzhou and meritorious officials were enshrined. In the wind and rain, this small building appeared extremely lonely. In the night, distant lights shone brightly
, and this solitary building stood alone. The courtyard was overgrown with weeds and fallen leaves. Li Mu walked ahead, reaching out to brush
aside the cobwebs at the corner of the stairs, shaking his head and sighing softly, "There are even cobwebs climbing the walls..."

Zhu Lin followed behind him, holding a lantern to light the way, saying, "This place is the most heartbreaking, symbolizing the glory of Dingzhou,
and also embodying the unbearable memories of Dingzhou's people throughout history."

Li Mu struggled to clear away the cobwebs, saying, "This floor is where the Yuan family is enshrined, and
the place we need to go is up there."

Zhu Lin, holding the lantern, sighed, "It's been years since I've been here, and I'm almost afraid to come."

As Zhu Lin spoke, he shone the lantern behind him, saying, "There are many cobwebs here, Master, please be careful..."

Ouyang Ni replied softly, "I'm fine, you two be careful too."

They climbed another floor, only to find the doors tightly closed, with even more cobwebs in front of them, making it quite desolate. Li Mu gently
pushed open the door, revealing a room with yellow gauze curtains and pink curtains, decorated in a simple and elegant style. Inside was a fragrant bed, and by the window was
a dressing table —it was a woman's boudoir.

Li Mu flicked away the dust in front of the door, lit a candle inside, and the soft light instantly filled the room. Zhu Lin
opened the window with a lantern to let in some fresh air. A light drizzle splashed into the room. Ouyang Ni stood quietly in front of
a portrait. The portrait depicted a stunningly beautiful woman in white,
a woman who drove the world mad with desire and made countless men fall at her feet. A fairy-like
beauty ! Even though she was a pure and beautiful celestial being, with unparalleled beauty, how many people

were by her side at this moment … 　　Li Mu lit an incense stick, and Ouyang Ni gently took it and placed it in the incense burner. The smoke rose and dispersed, making her portrait appear somewhat ethereal. She sighed softly, “Sister, I’ve come… to see you.” 　　Li Mu and Zhu Lin, standing beside her, couldn’t bear to look at the portrait any longer. Ouyang Ni said softly, “So many years have passed, and I don’t know if you’ve been happy or well, sister. Ran’er has grown up and has a bride tonight. I’m sure you would be happy for him even from afar if you knew about Ran’er. I have so much to you, but I don’t know what to say. I hope you are well.” " Even in a foreign land, remember Ran'er. No matter what , Ran'er is still your own child..." 　　Her pretty face was filled with sorrow as she recalled her painful memories. Zhu Lin and Li Mu, standing beside her, hurriedly stepped forward, saying, " Tonight is a joyous night, Master, please take care of yourself..." 　　Ouyang Ni said sadly, "We are enjoying a life of luxury in Dingzhou, while my sister is wandering alone, suffering . Every time I think of this, my heart aches like it's being torn apart." 　　Li Mu smiled bitterly, "Let's go back. Staying here only brings unnecessary sadness. Master, you've been so busy with Ran'er's affairs that you haven't had a proper rest." 　　Zhu Lin sighed softly. The moment the door closed, the distant pavilions and towers were brightly lit, filled with joy , while this place remained cold and desolate... 　　"Master, please take care." It was Li Mu's voice. Zhao Yu'er brought Xiao Qian to pick up Zhu Lin. Zhu Lin followed his wife and daughter back first. It was dark and the road was slippery, so Li Mu offered to escort Ouyang Ni back, carrying a lantern along the way . 　　Ouyang Ni said softly, "I'm fine, but it's so late, it's inconvenient for you to go back alone." 　　Li Mu shook his head and smiled, carefully holding the lantern in his hand, and said, "Don't worry, Master. Although I 've gotten used to being alone over the years, I still have plenty of maids and servants at home." 　　Ouyang Ni asked with her hands behind her back, "Aren't you going to consider getting married?" 　　Li Mu's tone was indifferent, and he smiled slightly, "This can't be rushed. It's a major life event, so it's better to be cautious." 　　Ouyang Ni said, "Since you're already willing, I'm relieved." 　　Li Mu held the lantern for her while saying, "Ran'er is used to sleeping with Master, I wonder what it will be like with the bride tonight."

Ouyang Ni said, "Everything takes time; you'll get used to it."

Li Mu added, "Ran'er isn't by your side, Master. You're not happy right now,
but you'll get used to it eventually. It's just that without Ran'er, you have no one to talk to."

Thinking of this, Ouyang Ni's beautiful eyes flickered with a hint of melancholy, but she ultimately smiled gently and said, "It's alright. Children always
grow up, and little birds always have to fly solo."

Li Mu slightly raised the lantern, letting it shine further, and said, "Master, have you considered our relationship?"

Ouyang Ni frowned and asked, "What is it?"

Li Mu coughed but didn't speak. Ouyang Ni then understood what he meant and
said , "I am a person devoted to cultivation and have never cared much about worldly affairs. Li Mu, I really don't want you
to delay your marriage because of me. Our relationship is incompatible..." "Yes, I can."

Li Mu persisted, "Master, I..."

Ouyang Ni raised her hand and said, "Alright, don't mention this again."

Li Mu had no choice but to obey, "Don't worry, Master, I'll remember..."

Ouyang Ni slowly placed her hand behind her back, her beautiful eyes gazing at the small building in the courtyard at night, and smiled sweetly, "We've
arrived at my place, you can go back now."

Seeing the small building shrouded in darkness, Li Mu couldn't help but say, "Master lives alone in this small building, and it's dark now,
Master, let me escort you upstairs."

Ouyang Ni stopped, and said calmly, "No need, you can go back now, it's so late."

Li Mu said with concern, "I'll escort Master upstairs."

Ouyang Ni had no choice but to say, "Alright then, but thank you for your trouble."

Li Mu smiled slightly and said, "Master, you don't need to be so polite with me."

Ouyang Ni preferred peace and quiet. Not used to noise, and with few people in the area, the small building was now empty.
Ran'er was with the bride. Li Mu carefully carried a lantern to Ouyang Ni's boudoir on the second floor and lit candles, instantly brightening
the room . Ouyang Ni sat on the fragrant bed and said, "There's tea on the table, but it's definitely cold."

Li Mu poured a cup, took a few sips, and praised, "The tea here is truly excellent, Master. I've heard it's
sent from Yaochi."

Ouyang Ni smiled gracefully and said, "Indeed, but it's getting late, I should rest. You should go back first
, and drive carefully."

Li Mu looked up and saw Ouyang Ni turn her head and extend her jade-like hand to take off her shoes. Li Mu instinctively rushed forward and knelt on the ground
, saying, "Master, let me serve you..."

Ouyang Ni glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and smiled gracefully, "Letting a prime minister of Kangguo take off a woman's shoes, what will
people say?" "Where will this leave the Prime Minister's face? This is a trivial matter; I can handle it myself."

Li Mu's forehead was sweating profusely. He realized his rashness and coughed nervously, saying, "
Master is too kind. You are busy with national affairs; let me help you."

As he spoke, Li Mu reached out and grasped her feet beneath her skirt. Her feet, suddenly in the man's hands, felt the heat of
his large hands on her jade-like feet. Looking down, she saw Li Mu's tense face burning
with sweat, and she could only whisper, "Alright..."

Li Mu carefully grasped her beautiful feet beneath her skirt. Hearing her soft agreement, he relaxed considerably. With utmost care, he
gently and tenderly removed the restraints. Li Mu's mind went completely blank.
In the candlelight, the girl's pair of smooth, jade-like feet were nakedly displayed before him!

Li Mu's heart pounded wildly. In her hands lay a pair of exquisitely beautiful feet, their curves alluring and captivating, white as snow,
sculpted like ice and jade. Even more
alluring Li Mu could only hold her feet tightly, as if afraid they would slip away like fish!

Li Mu's gaze fell upon Ouyang Ni's beautiful eyes. He paid no heed to her words, muttering
to himself , "So beautiful..."

Ouyang Ni asked softly, "Li Mu, do you know what kind of man I like?" Li Mu's

face paled. Ouyang Ni replied calmly, "Actually, I like men as refined as a gentle breeze. Such men are
rare. Yan Yifan is one, and you are another."

Li Mu looked dejected. "Why bother comforting me, Master? You've already said it's impossible."

Ouyang Ni answered softly, "Yes, it's impossible between us. If I hadn't grown up in Yaochi, I
would definitely marry you, but there's no such thing as a perfect match in this world." "There are so many 'what ifs.'"

Li Mu felt a pang of pain as he listened. His hands caressed her beautiful feet with passionate strokes, his eyes glazed over as he
asked, "Can cultivating the Dao really lead to immortality?"

Ouyang Ni tried to gently pull her snow-white feet back, but Li Mu gripped them even tighter…

Ouyang Ni had no choice but to give up, letting Li Mu play with her feet. She said gently, "I'm not greedy for
immortality; it's just that everyone has their own pursuits in life."

She finished, "Aren't you cold kneeling on the ground?"

Li Mu shook his head and smiled, "No…"

Ouyang Ni gracefully picked up a pillow, gently gathered her pale yellow gauze skirt with her hands, and comfortably stretched out her beautiful legs, saying,
"Do you have a lot to say to me?"

Ouyang Ni smiled again, "I usually go to bed early, but it's already very late tonight."

Li Mu was a clever man; he understood the unspoken meaning. He stood up and apologized, "Master, I'm going back…"
…

Ouyang Ni gently stroked her hair and smiled faintly, “It’s so late, how are you going home? Just stay in the room next to mine
. But I’ll be waiting to drink your wedding wine, I hope it won’t be too long.”

The last sentence was the key point. As Li Mu left the room, Ouyang Ni’s face held a faint smile;
perhaps this was the end of their relationship…

The next morning, before the rain had stopped, Lin Mengxue changed into a light green dress and accompanied Ran’er to Ouyang Ni’s place.
Ran’er couldn’t wait and rushed into Ouyang Ni’s small building, sitting on her beautiful lap… After his previous act of pouting, Ran'er suddenly reached out his little hand
to touch Ouyang Ni's eyes, saying sadly, "Auntie, you're crying..."

Ouyang Ni picked him up and laughed, "Why would I cry? You're the one who's getting more and more affectionate, aren't you ashamed!"

Ran'er wouldn't give up and kept pestering her for a hug, so Ouyang Ni had no choice but to hold him in her arms. Lin Mengxue bowed gracefully
and brought a cup of tea to Ouyang Ni, saying, "My husband missed you early this morning, so Xue'er
came ."

Ouyang Ni smiled sweetly, "It's normal for children to be clingy."

Lin Mengxue hesitated for a moment, then finally said softly, "My husband said this morning that he wants
to sleep with a woman named Jin Yue. I don't know what to do..."

Ouyang Ni held her hand and said, "He's too young, and the rites between husband and wife are not yet legal.
Although we are husband and wife, we cannot share a room. If he wants to sleep with Jin Yue, let him be."

Lin Mengxue said softly, "I will follow the master's arrangements."

At this moment, Jin Yue, dressed in a beautiful light blue silk dress, walked out of the inner room. Jin Yue was
known for her stunning beauty when she was with Ouyang Ni. When Lin Mengxue saw her for the first time, she was stunned and said sweetly, "Is she Miss Jin Yue?"

Ran'er jumped down from Ouyang Ni's arms and called out, "Sister Jin Yue!"

Jin Yue, who was usually aloof and cold, smiled beautifully at the sound of "Sister Jin Yue," as if her ice and snow
had melted . With the gentle warmth of early spring, she softly replied, "Ran'er..."

Ran'er ran to her, grabbed her snow-white hand, and ran towards the door. Ouyang Ni watched Ran'er run
out before taking Lin Mengxue's hand and saying, "Come, sit beside me."

Lin Mengxue responded and sat down beside her. Ouyang Ni asked, "Are you satisfied with Ran'er?"

Lin Mengxue replied, "My husband is very intelligent even though he's young, and I like him."

Ouyang Ni gently stroked her hand and said, "Don't overthink it. When he grows up, you will be his lawfully wedded
wife. Why would you worry about him treating you badly?"

Lin Mengxue smiled sweetly, "I wouldn't dare think that way. If my husband spoils me in the future, it will be my
blessing. If he dislikes me, I will be a virtuous wife."

Ouyang Ni said, "If that's the case, then Ran'er..." "My son is truly blessed to have such a virtuous wife like you. Do
n't worry, if he dares to bully you in the future, I will stand up for you."

Lin Mengxue smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master. How could he be a man who belittles others? I believe that
once my husband comes of age, he will definitely be a gentleman who can distinguish right from wrong."

Ouyang Ni smiled sweetly at her words and said, "He is truly blessed to have a wife like you.
As the saying , 'A virtuous wife in the home prevents her husband from encountering misfortune.' Xue'er, you are a few years older than him, so I entrust Ran'er to you."

Lin Mengxue said gently, "I only wish my husband to be happy, and I will serve him wholeheartedly."

Ouyang Ni gently took her hand and stood up, saying, "I will take you to get Ran'er's clothes. May you two be loving and affectionate for a lifetime,
and may you grow old together."

Lin Mengxue followed her to the wardrobe. Yang Ni opened the wardrobe and turned around, saying, "Ran'er is a pitiful child.
Her father, Yan Yifan, lives in Taizhou and sends clothes from there every year. Her mother, Zhao Qingqing, has disappeared far away.
It's all heartbreaking..."

Lin Mengxue looked at Ran'er's clothes in the wardrobe, arranged very neatly, from swaddling clothes to clothes she could walk in
. There was also a fluffy tiger-head hat on one of the clothes. Ouyang Ni chuckled, picked up the tiger-head hat, and
said, "This is still here..."

The hat was fluffy and very pretty, probably sewn for Ran'er when she was about four or five years old.
As the two women were talking, the light in front of the door suddenly dimmed, and a figure was reflected on the ground. Zhu Lin was wearing a white headscarf and military uniform, holding
a sword with a turquoise scabbard inlaid with several pearls. Ouyang Ni saw... Stunned by the sword, she froze, her
tiger- hat falling silently to the ground. In disbelief, she murmured, "This...this is...?"

Zhu Lin stepped forward, holding the sword, and said in a hoarse voice, "General Balu, due to overwork, coughed up blood and
passed away two nights ago at Feilong Pass. This sword was a gift from the princess to him. Before he died, he ordered
it to be returned."

Hearing this, Ouyang Ni couldn't help but shed tears, sobbing, "How could this be? The general
was perfectly fine when we parted. How could he suddenly be gone?"

Zhu Lin shook his head and sighed, "The general's health was never good; he just never told anyone. Master...please accept my
condolences."

Ouyang Ni covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks, "How can I possibly accept the general's sudden departure!"

Zhu Lin wiped away her tears... Her eyes were moist, and her voice was hoarse as she said, "With General Balu gone, our Kang Kingdom is missing a piece of its sky. The Northern Kingdom also
resents our alliance with Yue Yunlong and has been plotting against us. As soon as General Balu left, Yuwen Tai impatiently
led his troops all the way to Zhang Biao's defense line. The front line is in dire need of help. Master, please accept my condolences..."

Ouyang Ni's delicate body went limp. She took the sword and hugged it tightly to her chest, saying sadly, "Poor old general,
he toiled for the country his whole life and never enjoyed a single day of happiness. How could he bear to leave so soon? Poor pillar of our state,
how unjust is Heaven!"

Lin Mengxue stroked her delicate body and choked out, "Master, don't cry, Master, don't cry." Even

Zhu Lin, a man of iron will, couldn't hold back his tears at this moment and said, "Madam is right, Master, don't cry
. You can't ruin your health by crying."

Ouyang Ni wiped away her tears in a daze and said, " "Bring the old general's granddaughter into the manor, bestow upon her the title of Princess Mingkang, and I will raise her
myself ."

Zhu Lin nodded in agreement, "The caravan to Feilong Pass is ready."

Ouyang Ni grasped Lin Mengxue's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Mengxue, you stay home and take care of Ran'er."

After saying this, she picked up her long sword and walked towards the door. Outside the small building, the rain and mist shrouded the scene. Ouyang Ni's long hair fluttered, and her delicate body
moved lightly. Zhu Lin followed closely behind, saying, "General Yizhen has passed away. Zhao Yu is the emperor, so there's no reason for him not to go. He and his
gang of cronies are waiting at the city gate."

Ouyang Ni said calmly, "Let him be."

Zhu Lin snorted coldly, "Zhao Yu and his gang often privately curse General Balu as an ignorant
old man , and they also say that although you are a stunning beauty, you are just a slut who only knows how to flaunt your looks. They also say that Ran'er
married Lin Mengxue..." " That's a huge mistake! Lin Mengxue just arrived in Dingzhou and already killed General Balu. Who knows if she
'll kill Ran'er in the future? If it weren't for your sake, I would have killed all these people long ago. They're really asking for trouble!"

Ouyang Ni raised her jade hand and said, "It's alright. Let them curse me behind my back if they want. I'm too lazy to pay attention to
them."

Zhu Lin coughed and said, "Master, you have a really good temper."

Ouyang Ni glanced at him sideways and said, "
People can talk. I never do things like burying my head in the sand. I know what kind of person I am. Why would I be afraid of other people's opinions?" At

this moment, the two passed by the garden. Ouyang Ni saw some small flowers in the garden, sighed softly, stopped, picked a small white flower, and tucked it into her hair. Her beautiful face showed sadness as she said, "A-Juan used to say that General Balu..."

Jun is a man of great stature, but now, looking back, ten years have passed in a flash. In my eyes,
which of you men—Zhu Lin, Li Mu, Wu De, Jing Sheng, Xu Liang, and Zhang Biao—wasn't a man of unwavering integrity?
Time may pass, but the feelings and trust between individuals are eternal. You men are fearless in the
face of death, willing to sacrifice your lives for your beliefs. You men don't even flinch when facing the clash of swords
. You men can still shout out the words, "
Though there be thousands, I will go!" when facing thousands of enemies on the battlefield. Although I am a woman, I am truly proud of you. Zhu

Lin coughed and said, "Master, you flatter me..."

Ouyang Ni said, "Everyone wants to live happily, but they don't know
how ..."

Zhu Lin said, "Some things are clearly burdens, but people can't choose whether to let go or not. Only the princess
truly let go, traveling far away to wander the world, detached from worldly affairs. Fang Bing also followed her example, planting flowers
and drinking tea on a small island, living a leisurely life. Perhaps this is the greatest happiness."

Ouyang Ni looked up at the sky, a light drizzle wetting her face. She said absentmindedly, "I was an orphan from a young age.
Yaochi adopted me, taught me to read, write, and practice medicine. They raised me to adulthood. What did Yaochi want
? No, Yaochi wanted nothing. Yaochi lives in seclusion deep in the icy mountains, isolated from the world. The palace master told me, 'You have grown up now
, and you must yearn for the outside world. When you go out into the world to travel, remember...'" "You are a cultivator,
you cannot have worldly desires. You are still a sensible girl, perhaps one day you will understand that although the quiet life
is monotonous , it is what your heart desires most."

Zhu Lin nodded and replied, "And then?"

Ouyang Ni said, "But later, I understood that even though there are all kinds of ugliness and countless desires in the world, there are still
people worth cherishing. It is difficult to leave this mortal world, whether one is in the world or not. In a few years, I should return to Yaochi to report back. I will
never set foot in the mortal world again in this life."

Zhu Lin sighed and said, "Why are there always so many people in Dingzhou who are determined to seek the Dao and become monks? If the master really leaves,
how can Ran'er follow you? He will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth."

Ouyang Ni said meaningfully, "There is no need to rush."

Zhu Lin suddenly said, "Does the master still remember Yuan Xiaodie from the Yuan family?"

Ouyang Ni stopped her graceful body, turned her face and asked, "Do you want to talk about her?"

Zhu Lin nodded.

Ouyang Ni said softly, "What's so interesting about her? I don't want to talk about people behind their backs."

Zhu Lin coughed, covering his mouth, and said, "She hasn't married all these years."

Ouyang Ni said, "
Back , and it's understandable that this girl has no desire to marry. However, I heard that Liu Junnu
is trying to find her a husband."

Zhu Lin stepped forward and said, "What do you think of Zhou Ning?"

Ouyang Ni smiled faintly and said, "You want to add some joy to the occasion?"

Zhu Lin nodded and smiled bitterly, "There are too many sad things, which inevitably make people feel bad. It's better to add some joy."

Ouyang Ni handed the sword to Zhu Lin, then walked with her hands behind her back, saying, "Zhou Ning's poor background is a good thing
. There's nothing to worry about. However, Zhou..." Ning is not a trustworthy person. He is single-mindedly seeking
revenge and has no interest in marriage, let alone whether Yuan Xiaodie would be
willing to marry him. Yuan Xiaodie probably wouldn't agree to Liu Junnu's decision. Let's not overthink it and just let things take their course.

Zhu Lin nodded in agreement, "What the master says is true."

As the two were talking, Jin Yue and Zhou Ning stood by the carriage at the entrance of the Princess's Mansion. Jin Yue stepped forward and said, "Master, General
Balu has been kind to Zhou Ning, and Zhou Ning would like to go with him."

Ouyang Ni said, "Let's go together."

Chapter Sixty-Four: The Longing Grows Deeper Across Mountains A gentle

breeze mixed with a light drizzle blew in, shrouding the Prince's Mansion in Taizhou. The wind and rain
occasionally brought a chill, as if draping the tall buildings and vermilion pavilions of the mansion in a light veil.

Yunxuan, head tilted, was engrossed in reading a book. His younger sister, Xiaoxuan, blinked her beautiful eyes and
asked, "Brother, why does the teacher always punish you?"

Yunxuan put down his book, looked up, and thought for a moment, then said dejectedly, "Maybe he just doesn't like me..."

The pretty Xiaoxuan giggled, gesturing with her little hands, "The teacher makes you memorize things, but you
refuse . Who else would he punish if not you?"

Yunxuan said, quite annoyed, "I won't memorize!"

Xiaoxuan, beaming with pride, twirled around and giggled, "Haven't you heard the saying, 'A wise man doesn't fight a
losing battle'? He makes you..." "Just memorize it, why do you have to disobey him and make yourself suffer..."

Yunxuan stubbornly frowned and said, "The more he forces me, the less I'll give in!"

Xiaoxuan stuck out her tongue and pouted, "Brother, you're so stubborn..."

After saying that, she peeked at the book Yunxuan was reading and stuck out her tongue, "Wow, the pictures are so good!"

Yunxuan closed the book and shushed, "Don't make a sound, this is the Cloud Sea Monster Collection, which I finally managed to buy. It has lots and lots of monsters and fun things drawn on it. After I finish reading it, I'll lend it to you to look at later." 　　Xiaoxuan's eyes lit up, and she jumped up and down, patting the book
.

Overjoyed, Shou said, "Great! I'll bring you candied hawthorns another day
!"

Yunxuan, having finally found a kindred spirit, was overjoyed and opened the book to share, saying, "Come on, dear
sister , let's read the chapter 'The Nine-Headed Demon Bird Battles the Black Water Dragon' together. I really wouldn't dare let just anyone read this!"

Xiaoxuan jumped up and down with delight, craning her neck to get closer to the book. The two siblings were engrossed in reading, unaware that a stunningly beautiful woman in a purple silk dress was passing by in the depths of
the corridor . She possessed
an elegant beauty reminiscent of a talented woman, and her exquisite face was as beautiful as a celestial being. Her skin was snow-white, and beneath her slender neck, she wore a pale
yellow bodice that concealed two round, full mounds. Not only were the mounds and breasts beneath the bodice undeniably alluring, but the delicate skin
exposed was enough to fuel the imagination.
Especially captivating were the glimpses of her beautiful feet peeking out from under her flowing skirt. Women of such exquisite beauty were few and far between; in
Taizhou, besides Zhu Yao, who else possessed such beauty…

However, when she noticed the two children lurking there, peering at something, she couldn't help but furrow her brow slightly.
Her eyebrows, though beautiful, couldn't hide the hint of doting affection in her stunning face. She gently moved forward and softly asked, "What are you looking at
so intently?"

Xiao Xuan cried out as if her tail had been stepped on, which piqued the beauty's curiosity. Although
young was a clever and mischievous girl, giggling as she pounced on the beauty, whining, "Mother,
Mother, hug me..."

Zhu Yao reached out a jade-like hand from her sleeve and gently embraced Xiao Xuan, then walked towards the anxious Yun Xuan, smiling sweetly.
"What are you looking at? Let me see too..."

Xiao Xuan stuck out her tongue and blinked, "Brother, you're doomed!"

Yun Xuan retorted, "Mother won't listen to you!"

He obediently handed over the book, and Zhu Yao took it, frowning as she flipped through it. She had initially thought it was
something indecent, but it turned out to be just mythical beast legends. She smiled and said, "I thought it was
something serious. Do you have to sneak around looking at this kind of thing?"

Xiao Xuan tugged at Zhu Yao's skirt, "Mother, Brother was scared by the teacher. The teacher made him memorize the classics, but he was
n't interested, so the teacher kept punishing him by making him copy the classics!"

Zhu Yao listened attentively. With a gentle smile, Zhu Yao said, "Xuan'er, come to your mother's side."

Yun Xuan clutched his sleeve tightly, lowered his head, and came to her. Zhu Yao squatted down and took
one child in each arm, her beautiful eyes looking at them with gentle eyes. "Why didn't you tell your mother about these things?"

Xiao Xuan chattered excitedly, "The teacher was angry and punished my brother by not letting him sit. He had to stand and listen to the lesson!"

Hearing this, Yun Xuan felt wronged and tears welled up in his eyes. These two children were her own. Seeing her son
crying in grievance, Zhu Yao couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. "I saw these things when I was little. It's not a
mistake . I never expected that you two would have to sneak around to look at them." "I'm so worried! If this goes on for too long,
people will get scared out of their wits. If you like it, I'll buy you more next time!"

Xiao Xuan said happily, "Is it true, Mom? Ah, that's great! My brother and I won't have to peek anymore!"

Zhu Yao patted their heads and laughed, "Of course! When have I ever lied to you two?"

Xiao Xuan giggled, "Mom is the best!"

Zhu Yao stood up gracefully and said, "I'm going back to my room. You two can stay here and read and play."

The two children skipped and jumped as they watched Zhu Yao leave. Xiao Xuan said triumphantly, "Quick, bring me a book! Quick, bring me a book!"

Yun Xuan opened the book again and turned to the page about the Nine-Headed Demon Bird. In the battle against the Blackwater Dragon, the sea was churning with towering waves
, and two savage beasts displayed their supernatural powers, chasing and biting each other. The nine-headed demonic bird flew back and
forth in the sky, its two steel hooks and claws gleaming coldly beneath its belly, a sight that terrified the eyes. With each sharp swooping descent, its steel
claws pierced the Blackwater Dragon's body, tearing flesh and blood apart, large patches of bloody scales falling like rain,
leaving the Blackwater Dragon covered in wounds. The Blackwater Dragon's whiskers danced wildly, and as its blood-red maw opened and closed, its blood-stained fangs
bit into the demonic bird's belly, tearing at it relentlessly. Its two narrow, ferocious eyes blazed with madness, tearing at the nine-headed demonic bird until its feathers were soaked in blood,
a truly gruesome sight!

The two children watched with great interest. Xiao Xuan shouted urgently, "Demon bird, breathe fire! Burn it to death! Scratch it to death!"

Yun Xuan said anxiously, "Didn't you see the dragon is about to win?"

Xiao Xuan glared and said, "Nonsense! The dragon is about to lose! It's hiding in the water and doesn't dare to come out. The nine-headed demon bird,
on the other hand dive into the earth, it's all-powerful, and it can even breathe fire!"

Yun Xuan said dismissively, "The demon bird is definitely no match for the dragon. If you don't believe me, let's watch the rest!"

Xiao Xuan chattered, "Fine, let's watch! Who's afraid of you!"

Yun Xuan snorted and turned to another page. He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. It turned out that the nine-headed demon bird, bathed in flames
, flew towards the blood-red setting sun, while the black water dragon coiled and dived into the sea. They had actually fought to a draw!

Xiao Xuan paused for a moment, then gestured with her little hand, saying, "It's wise of itself; it didn't dare continue fighting the demon bird!"

Yun Xuan exclaimed, "No, it's not that! The demon bird couldn't beat it and turned to run away. The dragon couldn't catch it, so it dived into the water!"

The two children argued heatedly, Xiao Xuan chattering, "Hmph, if you're so capable, go find your mother to judge! Your mother
will definitely support the nine-headed demon bird!"

Yun Xuan put away his book and shouted, "Let's go then!"

Meanwhile, Zhu Yao was still pondering Yun Xuan's punishment by the teacher. She vaguely arrived at a quiet spot deep in
the bamboo forest and saw Yan Yifan standing alone downstairs, lost in thought. When he saw Zhu Yao arrive, he
smiled and walked over to her, taking her hand. Looking at her angelic face, he asked, "Yao'er, have you heard that Yunxuan is always being
punished by the teacher?"

The two stood in the courtyard in the misty rain, a cool breeze occasionally brushing their faces. Afraid she would catch a cold, Yan Yifan
pulled her slender body into his arms. Zhu Yao gently nestled against his chest, her beautiful eyes tenderly saying, "So my husband
is also troubled by this..."

Yan Yifan held the beauty in his arms tightly, feeling a faint, elegant fragrance surrounding him. The fine rain
drifted by, and feeling the beauty's gentle tenderness, his mood calmed considerably. He smiled and said, "I
also heard it from private rumors. I didn't believe it at first, but after verifying it myself..." " If it's true, it really
does leave ."

Zhu Yao gently stroked his chest with her snow-white jade hand, smiling sweetly, "Doesn't my husband trust our son
?"

Yan Yifan took her jade hand and pressed it to his face, relaxing his expression and smelling the fragrance of her jade hand, saying, "Yunxuan has been
smart since he was a child, but he's stubborn. It's not wrong for the teacher to make him memorize the classics, but it's
strange that he refuses to learn them. If he doesn't learn the classics, then what should he read?"

Zhu Yao listened attentively and smiled sweetly, "Yunxuan is wrong for refusing to memorize the classics, but is it right for the teacher to punish him by making him
stand and read every day, letting the other children laugh at him?"

Yan Yifan said, "Actually, if you think about it carefully ..." "I think he hasn't done anything wrong. Making him stand once or twice is fine, but
making him stand every day might cause him mental illness!"

Zhu Yao nestled her beautiful body against him, speaking gently as water, "That's what you say, my husband. It's just children's
nature . As long as they don't hurt others, Yao'er doesn't think it's wrong. Just now, someone passing by the corridor
actually saw Xiao Xuan and Yun Xuan hiding in the corridor, secretly reading the Cloud Sea Monster Compendium. They were reading something for children,
but the two siblings were sneaking around like thieves. When someone asked them about it out of curiosity, Yun Xuan was so scared he
almost . If this continues, and the child's courage is shattered, he'll develop a cowardly and timid nature, and that won't be easy to change."

Smelling the fragrance of the beautiful woman, Yan Yifan unconsciously stroked her delicate body, saying, "What you say makes
sense, but we can't be too indulgent. Tomorrow, I'll talk to the teacher and tell him not to push him too hard. If that doesn't work, I'll
have . I refuse to believe that our renowned and talented woman can't teach her own son well!"

Zhu Yao felt Yan Yifan's caresses, her beautiful eyes gazing at him with a dreamy look. One of her snow-white hands touched
his cheek, and she said coquettishly, "My husband is so naughty... But our Yunxuan is filial to his parents at home and respectful to
his elders . Apart from playing games with his little sister Xiaoxuan, he hasn't done anything seriously wrong. Why push him so hard?
Yao'er supports what my husband just said and will plead with the teacher." "Don't push him too hard..."

Yan Yifan closed his eyes, enjoying the beautiful woman's jade-like hand caressing his face. He turned his head to chase her
wandering hand. Seeing his pleasure, Zhu Yao murmured softly, her red lips trembling, "So greedy..."

Yan Yifan continued to enjoy himself, kissing her jade-like hand back and forth with his eyes closed. Zhu Yao's face was shy and alluring as she pressed her jade-like hand
to his mouth for her husband to suck and lick. He looked on with infatuation as he held her crystal-clear jade-like finger in his mouth, his tongue
curling around and licking it incessantly. Xiao Xuan and Yun Xuan watched intently from the bamboo forest. Xiao Xuan leaned on Yun Xuan's head and
blinked, saying, "How strange, Dad is sucking Mom's hand. Mom is so gentle..."

Yun Xuan replied, "Our parents have a very good relationship. They've been through thick and thin together." "Wife, this is called deep affection between husband and wife!"

The two children whispered among themselves. Xiao Xuan pressed Yun Xuan's shoulder and said, "Ugh, brother, don't move! Look, look!
Dad's sticking his tongue into Mom's mouth..."

Yun Xuan cried out, "Ouch! Don't press me so hard, be gentle!" Xiao

Xuan ignored him and said, "Mom is so beautiful, like a fairy. When I grow up, I'll definitely be as beautiful as Mom,
I definitely will!"

Yun Xuan snorted, "You won't be as pretty as Mom when you grow up!" Xiao

Xuan ignored him, admiring herself while intently peeking at him from afar. After a while, she exclaimed in surprise
, "Why is Mom's body so soft? Ah, Dad is kissing Mom's lips! How can Dad and Mom do this?"

Yun Xuan pouted and said, "Children are so naive. Dad..." "Mom's kissing!"

Xiao Xuan sneered. "Hmph, you think you've seen it all? I'll tell Mom later!"

Yun Xuan hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Xiao Xuan ignored him and heard Yun Xuan ask curiously, "Dad's hand is inside Mom's bodice. Mom looks
so beautiful! Dad's rubbing her there. Mom's body is so weak, she can hardly stand up. Why is Dad still kissing her
and rubbing her..."

Xiao Xuan chattered, "Ah, I also saw Dad's hand rubbing Mom's breasts. Mom seems to be enjoying it
... Ah, is this how adults kiss?"

Yun Xuan whispered, "It seems like that's how it is!"

Xiao Xuan pouted and angrily scratched her head, "Hmph, so you've never seen this before either!" "You're trying to trick me!"

Yunxuan said urgently, "Don't pull my hair, it hurts..."

Xiaoxuan then realized she had grabbed too hard and quickly let go, protesting, "I didn't mean to grab you!"

Xiaoxuan had barely finished speaking when she suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, Dad pulled open Mom's bodice and even ate her there!"

Xiaoxuan finished, her face full of displeasure, complaining, "Our Dad is so mean! He forbade us from eating Mom's there,
but he hides here and secretly eats it, and he's so happy about it! Our Mom is also biased, secretly giving Dad some but not us
. But Mom's there, it's so beautiful, so white, it makes me want to eat it too!"

Yunxuan retorted, "You wish! Our Mom won't let you eat it!"

Xiaoxuan snorted, "If she won't let me eat it, then she won't... " "Here, you can have some, but neither of us will get any!"

Yunxuan scoffed. "You don't understand. You're so old, and you still want that? People will laugh their heads off if they hear about it!" Xiaoxuan

, embarrassed and angry, bared her teeth like a little tiger and said, "You make it sound so nice, but why are you
staring at Mother like that? Your mouth is practically watering!"

Yunxuan blushed and retorted, "I'm not like you!"

Xiaoxuan ignored him and muttered to herself after a while, "I saw Mother rubbing her breasts..."

Yunxuan snorted, "If Mother knew you were talking about her like that, she would beat you to death!"

Xiaoxuan said smugly, "Mother wouldn't bear to hit me. It's you who's always being punished by the teacher and looking dejected,
haha !"

Yunxuan said, "Look, Father picked up Mother." "Why are you taking Mom to the room..."

Xiao Xuan said angrily, "Dad must have taken Mom to the room to do something naughty. Mom is so biased, she only cares about Dad,
not us!"

Yun Xuan grabbed Xiao Xuan's clothes and said, "We should go..."

Xiao Xuan blinked and asked, "Don't you want to see what naughty Dad and Mom are doing?"

Yun Xuan said fearfully, "No way, it'll be terrible if we get caught!"

Xiao Xuan snorted, "We'll just hide and listen for a bit and then come back, we definitely won't get caught."

Yun Xuan hesitated and said, "It's wrong to eavesdrop anymore, Mom loves us so much..."

Xiao Xuan said, "Fine, Dad is probably bullying Mom in the room, and you still say that!"

Yun Xuan said, "I'm not going with you, you go by yourself!"

Xiao Xuan pouted. "Coward, I'll go!"

Xiao Xuan said, about to leave, when Yun Xuan quickly grabbed her, saying, "If Mother punishes you by not letting you go out to play, are you
afraid ?"

Xiao Xuan blinked hurriedly, "Of course I'm afraid!"

Yun Xuan snorted, "You were peeping at your own parents, it's not right, it's not reasonable. If you go again, I'll tell them
, that you were peeping and talking badly about Mother!"

Xiao Xuan said anxiously, "Oh dear, you're crying wolf! I despise you, I don't want to talk to you, I'm leaving!"

The siblings walked ahead and chased after each other. Xiao Xuan was determined to ignore Yun Xuan, angrily
flung her sleeves and walked away. Yun Xuan called after her, "Good sister, good sister," until his mouth was almost dry. Xiao Xuan angrily turned around and called out:
"Coward, coward!"

Yunxuan chased after him, "What coward? Mother is so good to us, it's wrong of you to peek!"

Xiaoxuan was furious, she suddenly stopped, put her hands on her hips and shouted, "Fine, you say I peeked, but you didn't?"

Yunxuan's face turned red and he said, "I didn't do it on purpose."

Xiaoxuan said angrily, "Then I did it on purpose?"

Yunxuan raised his chin, his face righteous and awe-inspiring, "You did it on purpose!"

Xiaoxuan screamed angrily and came at him, baring her teeth and claws, ready to fight. Xiaoxuan's fierce attack frightened Yunxuan, who turned around.
He turned and ran, with Xiao Xuan in hot pursuit. Yun Xuan, in a panic, dodged and weaved, until he saw Mu
Lejing in the garden, her slender figure in a yellow dress admiring the flowers. Yun Xuan rushed towards her, crying out,
"Mother, Mother, save me..."

Mu Lejing, curious, hugged him and asked, "Why are you running?"

Yun Xuan, still shaken, hid in Mu Lejing's arms and said, "Xiao Xuan is chasing me and biting me!"

At that moment, Xiao Xuan skipped and hopped out from around the corner. Mu Lejing chuckled, "Xiao Xuan, why did you bite your brother?" Xiao

Xuan's eyes lit up, and she ran to Mu Lejing, grabbing her sleeve, saying, "He doesn't study properly, so I'm
disciplining him on behalf of the teacher!"

Mu Lejing patted Yun Xuan's head and said, "Smack him ..." "Playing around is no fun, Mom will take you to see a play." Xiao

Xuan asked curiously, "See a play?"

Mu Lejing smiled and said, "That's right, see a play."

Yun Xuan asked curiously, "Mom, why are we going to see a play?"

Mu Lejing took one of their hands and said sweetly, "It's the birthday of the wealthy man in Dongcheng, and they've invited a troupe to perform
. Let's go see a play and have some fun."

Xiao Xuan chuckled and asked, "Where is Sister Wenxuan?"

Mu Lejing said, "She and Ajuan went to buy sugar figurines early this morning."

Xiao Xuan chattered, "Qi..." "The rich man's son is such a troublemaker. Last time he went to catch loaches, he pulled out a
snake, which scared him half to death. His father spent a lot of money to hire a Taoist priest to perform a ritual. After all that trouble, he
finally survived. It's hilarious."

Mu Lejing smiled and said, "Oh, you know quite a lot about this."

Xiao Xuan said proudly, "I saw it while flying a kite."

Mu Lejing patted Xiao Xuan's temples and said, "You can't run around like that."

Xiao Xuan rubbed her hand comfortably and said, "I'll listen to you, Mother..."

Mu Lejing led the two siblings out of the palace and strolled through the streets to watch a play. When they arrived at the place where the play was being performed, it was packed
with people and very lively. On stage, they were performing "Drunken Flower Shade." The two siblings each had a string of candied hawthorns and followed Mu Lejing
to a window seat in the restaurant to watch the play from above. Xiao Xuan spotted A Juan and Xiao Xuan in the crowd, with two guards
standing behind them. Xiao Xuan hurriedly called out, and Yun Xuan peeked out and saw Wen Xuan and A Juan coming.

When A-Juan led Xiao-Xuan to the restaurant, the table was laden with freshly served fine wine and dishes. Mu Lejing pointed to
the siblings smiled at A-Juan, "The three siblings are together now."

A-Juan pulled Xiao-Xuan to sit down, nodding and smiling, "The three of you together make even more fun."

Wen-Xuan was Mu Lejing's daughter. Even at a young age, she possessed the air of a well-bred young lady,
gentle , a stark contrast to Xiao-Xuan's lively and cheerful nature. Xiao-Xuan poured herself a cup of sweet wine, sipped it
a few times, and enjoyed it more and more. Yun-Xuan sat down next to Wen-Xuan and said, "Wen-Xuan, you like reading, but don't always hide
at home . It's good to come out and play."

Wen-Xuan smiled sweetly and said, "Doesn't Brother Yun-Xuan also like reading?"

Xiao-Xuan, sipping her sweet wine, said, "He reads..." "The Cloud Sea Demons' Records, not reciting the classics of the sages, are punished by the teacher
every day . Little Xuan, don't be fooled by him!"

Yun Xuan snorted, blushing, "You're so good!"

Xiao Xuan mischievously said, "Someone is angry because he's embarrassed!"

Mu Lejing patted Xiao Xuan's head and said, "Don't say that, go pour your brother a cup of sweet wine to apologize."

Xiao Xuan was obedient, giggling as she poured Yun Xuan a cup of wine, and the room was filled with laughter and joy...

Chapter Sixty-Five: Meeting an Old Friend in Xiang, and Parting Again .

The mountains were majestic, and the towering peaks stretched endlessly. Ouyang Ni had been in poor spirits lately, often drowsy,
and hadn't been resting well in the carriage. Jin Yue helped her cover herself with a quilt and lay down beside her to rest. After resting for
a while slowly sat up, her jade hand supporting her forehead, and said, "I don't want to..." "I'm going to sleep..."

Jin Yue said softly, "Master, you're too tired, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Ouyang Ni took a gourd from the side and drank a few sips of water, then whispered, "No need, I always have
strange dreams after I fall asleep."

Jin Yue said, "What you think about during the day, you dream about at night. It'll be better if you don't overthink things."

Ouyang Ni lightly lifted her gauze sleeves and lifted the carriage curtain, admiring the scenery along the roadside. She didn't know what was happening ahead, but the carriage
stopped . Jin Yue peeked out and said, "It looks like General Zhu is talking to someone."

Ouyang Ni said, "Let's go down and take a look."

Jin Yue said, "Okay."

The two women got out of the carriage together and walked forward. They vaguely saw a Taoist priest wearing a bamboo hat and holding a whisk standing
in the wisps of rain. Ouyang Ni stopped her graceful figure. "Taoist Master, where are you going?"

Zhu Lin heard Ouyang Ni's sweet voice and hurriedly turned around, saying, "Master, it's Prince Murong!"

As Zhu Lin turned around, the Taoist's face clearly came into view. He had long, silver-white hair, dressed
simply , and had a somewhat weathered air about him. His whole demeanor was noble beyond words. When he saw Ouyang Ni, he held
a whisk in his arms, raised his hand in a salute, and said, "Amitabha..."

Although Ouyang Ni had never met Murong Ji, she knew this prince of the Northern Kingdom very well. She
had long known that after Murong Ji's faction went to Taizhou, Murong Ji had withdrawn from worldly affairs and become a monk. She was somewhat stunned
when she saw this prince in person, now dressed in simple Taoist robes with long, silver-white hair, standing in front of her . 　　Murong Ji sighed softly, "Although General Balu and the Northern Kingdom were irreconcilable enemies with deep-seated grudges, I, a monk , have long since severed all worldly ties. I deeply respect the General's loyalty and righteousness. It is with great regret that I heard of General Balu's passing , and I have come to see him one last time." 　　Ouyang Ni, somewhat saddened, said softly, "Your Highness is now a monk; these past grudges have naturally vanished. If General Balu could know this in the afterlife, he would be happy for you." 　　Murong Ji, holding his whisk, said, "He has passed away; Master, please do not grieve too much. Take care." 　　" Your Highness, you have traveled the world for ten years, witnessing countless joys and sorrows, and endured many trials. As fellow cultivators, we wish Your Highness a speedy attainment of the righteous path." Murong 　　Ji replied, "I have seen through the vicissitudes of life and have traveled the world for ten years, traversing mountains and rivers, and have personally witnessed many joys and sorrows. Today, I see that you look rather haggard, Master. I hope you will take care of your health and not grieve too much."

Ouyang Ni grasped his hand tightly and said, "Since Your Highness is going to Feilong Pass, why not ride in the same carriage with me?"

Zhu Lin also said, "Your Highness, why don't you spend some time with my master?"

Murong Ji thought for a moment and said, "Then this humble Taoist will gladly accept your offer."

Ouyang Ni sent Jin Yue on horseback to Feilong Pass to prepare, while she rode in the same carriage with Murong Ji. Zhu Lin was also in the carriage. Zhu
Lin said, "Your Highness is a man of noble birth, yet you willingly endured hardships and resolutely became a monk. This is
truly admirable, and you and my princess both aspire to a life of seclusion."

Murong Ji shook his head and said, "Not to mention that Princess Qingqing of Dingzhou was originally a pure and beautiful fairy from heaven. She
was born into and was very intelligent." Her kindness made all other women pale in comparison, and now she had distanced herself from the mortal world.
Even the head of the temple was a cultivator. To be precise, she was caught in a chaotic world and had no choice
in her fate. She only hoped that all cultivators in the world could see through life and death and ascend to the immortal realm as soon as possible after the chaos subsided.

Zhu Lin asked, "What are your plans for the future, Your Highness?"

Murong Ji pondered and said, "This humble Taoist plans to go to the Demon Realm."

Zhu Lin frowned and said, "The Demon Realm is a dangerous place. How can Your Highness go alone?"

Murong Ji held his whisk and smiled calmly, "This humble Taoist is a monk. It doesn't matter where I go.
Although the Demon Realm is dangerous, there is still the Holy Maiden to uphold justice."

Zhu Lin was surprised . He said, "The Nine Heavens of the Demon Realm are unruly and quite fierce
. How could the Holy Maiden Yaoxue, a mere weak woman, possibly govern such a vast Demon Realm? I have pondered this for a long time, but I know very little about the Demon Realm. I beg Your Highness to enlighten me."

Murong Ji shook his head and said, "Your country is mistaken! Back then, your country's Princess Qingqing was also a woman, yet she
also led hundreds of thousands of troops and carved out

her own territory." Zhu Lin said, "Could it be that the Holy Maiden Yaoxue can compare to my princess?"

Murong Ji nodded, then shook his head and said, "The Holy Maiden Yaoxue is the most beautiful woman in the Demon Realm. She has
extremely high , just like Princess Qingqing. In the eyes of the world, she is a goddess who is high above and inviolable."

Ouyang Ni said, "Everyone knows that my sister didn't gain everything through her beauty."

Murong Ji said, "This humble Taoist naturally knows that the Holy Maiden Yaoxue is high above, receiving the worship of all the people of the demon realm,
but in reality, the Holy Maiden Yaoxue and the Nine Heavens are quite at odds."

Zhu Lin suddenly said, "So, the Holy Maiden Yaoxue might be controlled by the Nine Heavens?"

Murong Ji said, "You could say that."

Zhu Lin said, "If that's the case, then it makes some sense."

When the carriage passed a tea stall, the three of them got off to drink tea. Around the tea stall, some merchants were listening to a storyteller.
The storyteller animated, his eyebrows flailing and his eyes wide, telling a strange and wonderful story.

In the final years of the Liyue Dynasty, natural disasters and man-made calamities followed one after another. Internally, feudal lords fought each other for hegemony,
while externally, peasant armies rose up in endless uprisings. Bandits rose up everywhere, and the chaos lasted for more than seventy years. The entire world was devastated, and the people
suffered greatly During the day, the sky was shrouded in gloom, and the desolate mountains and wilderness were filled with white bones. At night, demons and evil spirits roamed in groups,
breaking into people's homes to devour human flesh. Blood, flesh, and skeletons were scattered in the pots. Some people even exchanged their own children to eat each other. It was truly a horrific sight.

In such chaotic times, there were indeed scholars who, undeterred by hardship, went to take the imperial examinations. This scholar, surnamed Yang, came from a
family where only one son had passed down through generations. Although his family was poor, he possessed
great
ambition. After ten years of diligent study, he had saved up a meager amount of travel money and braved all obstacles to reach the examinations. At that time, the scholar was weak and frail, barely able to lift a chicken. When he encountered other scholars going to the examinations, he would often travel in groups for peace of mind. Today, at midday, he was walking alone among the towering mountains. The blazing sun overhead was
unbearably hot, making him sweat profusely, as if it were trying to drain him dry. Yang frequently wiped the sweat from his forehead. Every time he looked up,
he saw a narrow path between two mountains, deserted on both sides, with waves of heat rising from both sides, like a ghostly
path. Countless strange peaks and rocks lay overhead, and the blazing sun was unbearably hot, making his clothes soaked with sweat and his face
flushed red!

Yang Sheng walked alone among the towering mountains
when suddenly a strange wind blew in, whipping up sand and swirling fallen leaves that stung his eyes. The scholar quickly shielded himself with his sleeve. The wind came and went quickly
, but it left Yang Sheng even more exhausted, a drowsy feeling creeping over him. Yang Sheng struggled to stay awake, rousing
himself to recite aloud the Song of Righteousness: "Heaven and earth possess righteous energy, which manifests in myriad forms.

Below, it becomes rivers and mountains; above, it becomes the sun and stars.

In man, it is called the vast and righteous spirit, filling the boundless sky.

The imperial road should be clear and peaceful ." It contains harmony and radiates brilliance.

In times of hardship, integrity is revealed, each act etched in history. It is found

in the records of the Grand Historian of Qi, in the brush of Dong Hu of Jin , in the dagger of Zhang Liang

of Qin, in the integrity of Su Wu of Han.

It is the head of General Yan, the blood of Attendant-in-

Ordinary Ji, the teeth of Zhang Suiyang, the tongue of Yan Changshan.

Sometimes it is the hat of Liaodong, its purity as sharp as ice and snow. Sometimes it is the "

Memorial on the Expedition," its heroic spirit moving even ghosts and gods to tears.

Sometimes it is the oar crossing the river, its generosity swallowing the barbarian hordes.

Sometimes it is the tablet striking the traitor, shattering the head of the rebel.

This is the overwhelming spirit, its awe-inspiring presence

enduring for eternity. When it pierces the sun and moon, what is life and death to speak of?

The earth's axis relies on it to stand, the heavens' pillar relies on it to be revered.

The three cardinal principles are truly bound to it, the Way... Righteousness is its root.

Alas, I have encountered misfortune, and my service was truly ineffective.

A prisoner of Chu, I wore my cap adorned with a tassel, and was sent to the desolate north in a carriage.

The cauldron and the cauldron were as sweet as honey, yet I could not obtain them.

The dark room was filled with ghostly fires, and the spring courtyard was shrouded in darkness.

Oxen and horses shared the same trough, and chickens roosted where phoenixes fed.

One day, shrouded in

mist and dew, I was reduced to a mere corpse in a ditch. If this continues for another year or two, all diseases will naturally recede

. Alas, this marshy field has become my land of peace and joy.

What other cunning trick could there be, that even yin and yang could not harm me?

I cherish this unwavering resolve, gazing up at the white floating clouds.

My heart is filled with sorrow, for the heavens have no end.

The wise men are long gone, but their exemplary conduct remains.

I unfold my books under the eaves and read, the ancient ways illuminating my path. "Color."

As the saying goes, there is a bright and righteous spirit in the world, and evil cannot prevail over good. The "Song of Righteousness" was written by the famous minister
Wen Tianxiang before his execution. The song is stirring, and reciting it
fills one with righteousness. Even evil spirits and demons are afraid. As Yang Sheng recited the "Song of Righteousness," the echo resounded throughout the valley, and Yang Sheng's spirits were lifted. Just as he was about to stride forward, he suddenly heard
a clear shout behind him: "Gentleman, wait..."

The scholar was thin and timid. In this desolate wilderness, with no village in sight and no shop in sight, there was no one around.
A shout suddenly came from behind, which made even the bravest person a little scared. The scholar felt a cold sweat all over his body, and his back
was a little wet. He turned around and saw a handsome young nobleman in brocade clothes in the desolate mountains.
He was as handsome as Pan An and surpassed Song Yu, but his face had a gentle beauty. He was wearing a purple brocade robe and belt, with a
precious long sword hanging at his waist. He was leading a chestnut horse. This horse was really extraordinary. Its chestnut hair was as red as blood.

The young master was followed by numerous servants, and even had beautiful concubines by his side. The scholar's initial timidity lessened, and the young
master clasped his hands and smiled, saying, "I was worried that the journey to the examinations would be lonely without any fellow travelers
. It's truly fortunate to meet a like-minded person in this desolate wilderness."

Yang Sheng returned the greeting, saying, "I dare not accept such praise..."

The young master stepped forward, took his hand, and smiled, "I noticed you were staggering and disoriented just now, clearly
from the heat. I have a fine steed; please try it."

Yang Sheng looked hesitant and quickly declined, saying, "I am not good at riding."

The young master said, "..." "What's there to worry about? My horse is gentle by nature; it's a blessing for it to carry a scholar."

Under the enthusiastic invitation, Yang Sheng, unable to refuse repeatedly, finally allowed himself to be mounted. His gaze inadvertently fell upon the young master
's accompanying concubine, and his eyes lit up. The concubine behind him had cloud-like hair, a beautiful and alluring oval face, and
wore a light dress with a bodice covering her breasts. As if noticing Yang Sheng's gaze, the concubine
turned her face away, which only made her breasts reveal a tempting cleavage, making her even more alluring and causing Yang Sheng's
heart flutter.

The young master was hospitable, claiming to be from an official family in the south, and that he was going to the capital to take the imperial examination and visit relatives. He said his
uncle was a high-ranking official, and his words implied that he was certain of passing the examination. Yang Sheng was filled with envy,
but The young master was warm and friendly, addressing him as a brother and promising to help in times of trouble, as if they were old friends who
had met too late.

Completely unsuspecting, Yang Sheng chatted amiably with the young master all the way. After walking for most of the day, they emerged from the mountains and arrived at a
deserted town. The few roadside inns in the town were deserted, with only a handful of casual customers, mostly scholars on their way to take the imperial examinations
. The setting sun was blood-red, and the aroma of meat wafted through the town. Yang Sheng, who hadn't eaten meat in years, was extremely tempted. A ray of the setting sun shone on the desolate
road. The shop flags were tattered, and under a thatched hut, a bald, bare-backed man was chopping meat with a cleaver.
Several stray dogs nearby were fighting over bones. Yang Sheng saw three words written on the flag: "Dog Meat Delicious!" Dog

meat is known for its warming properties and its delicious taste. Those who haven't eaten
dog meat those who have will never forget it. On a hot day, a bowl of dog meat can cause nosebleeds, a truly exhilarating experience.

The aroma of the meat was incredibly tempting. The young master arranged for them to stay at a roadside inn. The innkeeper was a woman named Xu
, a beautiful woman with a bad temper.

Yang Shengben was short of money, but the young master paid for his room and ordered a lot of food and wine without asking any questions.
Many scholars on their way to take the imperial examinations came over, eager to get to know the young master. The young master's speech and manners were very noble, and every word
he uttered was elegant, which pleased everyone.

Yang Sheng, his clothes worn out, took out a needle and thread to mend them in his room. After sewing for a while, the shopkeeper's wife came in with
bedding . Seeing Yang Sheng sewing, she put her hands on her hips and sneered, "A man can sew clothes?"

Yang Sheng got up, took the bedding, bowed, and thanked
her . The

shopkeeper's wife showed disdain and said, "Poor scholar, you have too many rules. Men aren't cut out for sewing. Let Qiu Niang help you." It turned out that her name was Qiu Niang. Her husband had died early, leaving her a widow. She ran a shop in this dilapidated place to make a living.
Qiu Niang was in her thirties, a woman past her prime, still charming and beautiful. She always spoke with a
disdain. Under the candlelight, Qiu Niang sat cross-legged and sewed, a thick thread between her teeth. A few strands of long hair fell below her neck, and her chest exuded
the fullness of a mature woman. Yang Sheng inadvertently saw two soft mounds on Qiu Niang's neck, and for a moment, he was exposed to spring. He
had never seen such spring before. Awkwardly, saliva got stuck in his mouth, unsure whether to spit it out or swallow it. Qiu Niang
was diligently when she suddenly noticed Yang Sheng's embarrassment. She then noticed something below the collar and sneered, "I'm not old, am I?"

Yang Sheng was too embarrassed to speak. Qiu Niang reached out and touched his thigh, finding something hard.
She grasped it and stroked it a few times, saying, "You look so refined, but this thing down there is really frightening."

Yang Sheng's manhood was being held, and he blushed with shame. He also felt a strange unease as the woman stroked it. Feeling both
pleased and extremely embarrassed, he looked down at her in the candlelight. This woman, though not as refined or elegant as the concubines of wealthy men, possessed a captivating
allure, her eyes sparkling with desire, her face slightly flushed, still retaining her charm. Qiu Niang stroked Yang Sheng's penis, muttering under her
breath, "Even a poor scholar has such a treasure. Looks really can't judge a book by its cover!"

Yang Sheng's lust surged; his male instincts almost drove him to pounce on her and ravage her, but he felt that he, having studied
the classics , couldn't possibly be with this common woman. Hadn't he spent ten years studying diligently hoping to pass the imperial examinations, marry a beautiful wife, and
bring glory to his ancestors?

Qiu Niang, seeing he made no move, cursed and left the room!

That night, a heavy rainstorm broke out, accompanied by thunder and lightning. The lightning bolts, like claws, tore through the night sky above the mountains. Yang Sheng
woke up hungry and wanted to go back to the dog meat shop he'd visited during the day. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed an umbrella and ran to buy some meat. A few
tattered tables and chairs were nearby.
Yang Sheng, disheveled and covered in sweat, arrived from the downpour. The butcher chopped the meat, served a bowl of dog meat and a plate of longan, and sat on the doorstep watching the rain, puffing on his pipe. Yang Sheng
wrinkled his nose and took a bite. It was so delicious it felt like his tongue was melting. He wolfed it down, then remembered how a scholar shouldn't
eat such things. Frustrated, he ate heartily. When he finished and went to pay the bill, he bowed his head and said, "Scholars value
etiquette most, please don't..." He

couldn't finish his sentence. The bald man ignored his stammering and gave him a cold look. But then, in the pouring
rain , a young nobleman approached with a smile on his face, holding a paper umbrella. He said, "I went into a shop to buy
a bowl of meat, but the shopkeeper told me that this is not something scholars should eat. If people find out,
they will probably laugh at me."

"I checked into a roadside inn, and my clothes were tattered, so I tried to mend them myself. But the innkeeper grabbed my hand and told
me that mending wasn't something scholars should do. If people found out, they'd
laugh at me!"

This was a modified version of a Goryeo folk song. Yang Sheng felt ashamed after hearing it. The young master smiled, put away his umbrella, and
placed a small jar of wine on the table, saying, "Life is short, fleeting like clouds. Why be bound by worldly rules? I have good wine;
let's drink together tonight!"

Then he ordered dog meat. Yang Sheng sat down in shame, saying, "But I'm so hungry, how can I bear it..."

The young master shook his head and laughed, "When you're hungry, you naturally eat. Who doesn't eat when they're hungry? Even sages say that
food and sex are human nature. It's human nature; what good is suppressing it?"

Yang Sheng sighed, "It's all my fault for dishonoring the virtues of a scholar; I'm filled with remorse."

The young master smiled and said, "You're mistaken, sir. What kind of disgraceful act is eating dog meat?"

Yang Sheng asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"

The young master smiled and explained, "I ask you, in this world of chaos, where is the propriety, righteousness, and shame found in the classics?
Thieves are rampant, robbing and plundering the people. I ask you, where is the propriety, righteousness, and shame found in the classics?" "Where? The bandits hide in the mountains, howling through the forests.
Every time they come down to plunder, everyone scrambles to escape, leaving the old, young, sick, and weak at home to be slaughtered. Can you take a
book of sages and preach to them the great principles of 'laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha'? It's all human nature. Everyone knows it's
easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. If you have a clear conscience, why fear what others say?"

Yang Sheng angrily flicked his sleeve and said, "Nonsense!"

After saying this, Yang Sheng turned and left. The young master played with his wine cup and laughed, "Sorrow, sorrow!

Master, don't pour the wine yet, listen to my sorrowful song.

If I don't sing sorrow, I won't laugh, for no one in the world knows my heart.

You have several dou of wine, I have a three-foot zither."

The zither's melody and wine's delight complement each other; a single cup is worth a thousand pounds of gold.

Alas, alas, alas!

Though heaven is long, earth is enduring, even a hall full of gold and jade cannot be kept forever.

How long can wealth and honor last? Death and life are inevitable for all.

A lone ape sits weeping by the moon over the grave; let us drink this cup to the last drop.

Alas, alas, alas!

The phoenix does not arrive, the river has no map; Wei Zi has gone, Ji Zi is a slave.

The Han emperor does not remember General Li; the King of Chu has released Qu Yuan.

Alas, alas, alas!

Li Si of the Qin family regretted his actions early on, casting aside empty fame.

Fan Zhongyan never loved the Five Lakes; having achieved success and fame, he withdrew from public life.

A sword is for one man's use; a book can reveal one's name.

Hui Shi refused to serve a chariot of ten thousand empires; Bu Shi may not have mastered a single classic.

One must strive to become a regional governor in youth, not waste one's life as a scholar in old age.

Amidst the torrential rain, Yang Sheng heard… As the young master behind him recited Li Bai's lament, Yang
Sheng left, his face flushed with shame and anger. He returned to the inn, his anger still burning. A surge of lust filled his heart, and, as if possessed, he secretly ran to the young master's room. A
torrential downpour began, accompanied by lightning and thunder. Ignoring his soaked clothes, he pierced the window paper to peek at the young master
's concubine. She was bathing inside, her snow-white body curvaceous in the steam. Yang Sheng was consumed by lust
, but suddenly a flash of lightning illuminated the world in a ghastly white light. The concubine abruptly turned her head
, revealing a face with blue fangs and grotesque features, its eyes gleaming green. Yang Sheng screamed and turned to flee, but in the midst of the lightning and
thunder, there was no one alive. Demons danced wildly, Qiu Niang leaned against the door and window with a cold smile...

The storyteller finished his tale, leaving the listeners with chills. Zhu Lin drank a cup of tea and toasted Murong Ji, saying, "After
Your Highness goes to Feilong Pass, who knows when we will meet again? Let's have another cup of tea."

Murong Ji smiled and said, "This humble Taoist is going to the demon realm, far removed from everything I once knew. Perhaps I will die far from home,
a wandering soul, or perhaps I will ascend to the immortal realm. Let's have another cup of tea then."

The three of them hadn't been sitting there long when a fast horse galloped over, bringing an urgent dispatch from the front lines.
Zhu Lin took the dispatch, glanced at it, and said, "Yuwen Tai's army is pressing in, Zhang Biao has sent an urgent dispatch."

Ouyang Ni's beautiful eyes looked... Xiang Murong Ji said, "Your Highness, let's set off."

Murong Ji stood up and said, "Since the front lines are in dire straits, we really can't delay."

Zhu Lin said coldly, "This Yuwen Tai doesn't stay at home properly; he insists on taking advantage of the chaos. He's really
annoying !"

Ouyang Ni raised her jade hand and said, "Alright, we'll remember this grudge for taking advantage of the chaos. We'll deal with it later."

Chapter Sixty-Six: A Drunken Dream in the Shade of Flowers, A Heart Full of Chaos.

Jin Yue was sent by Ouyang Ni to Feilong Pass to lead troops to the front lines. Zhou Ning also accompanied her. The
two rode at full speed, with Ouyang Ni and Zhu Lin following behind. Meanwhile, Yuwen Tai's massive army was pressing in, and the front lines of Kang Kingdom were in dire straits,
with a great battle about to break out.

Meanwhile, a light rain began to fall, gradually spreading a thin mist. The wind stirred the mist, and within it, 60,000 soldiers
stood ready . A tense atmosphere filled the air, with countless fiery red flags fluttering wildly in the wind, the character "Kang" on them
standing out prominently. At the forefront of the army, a general dressed in plain clothes sat upright with his eyes closed, meditating. He held a long sword in his fists
in front of his chest, with two large "Kang" flags tucked diagonally behind his back. Three hundred white-clad, masked warriors stood on either side of him, their hands on their waist knives, creating
a scene of utterly deadly battle!

A murderous aura approached from the opposite side. A sudden storm raged, and the fog obscured the number of approaching figures. A dark mass
appeared in the fog, banners fluttering wildly, the earth trembling as if a thousand horses
were galloping. A rider emerged swiftly from the fog, slamming a great northern banner into the ground. Behind him, thousands of horses advanced in a line,
their swords gleaming white. A gale-force wind, like thunder, swept through the fog…

The sky was raining, the night was still, and dusk was approaching. Red lanterns illuminated the crowds coming and going in the drizzling
rain On the stage, peach blossoms bloomed, complementing a handsome young man whose voice was
melodious and pleasing to the ear. Accompanied by cheers from the audience, this man was none other than the famous actor Lian Qing. Xiao Xuan drank another…
"Mother, you and Aunt Juan are so busy talking that you're ignoring us!" said a girl named Tianjiu .

Mulejing grabbed her hand and smiled, "I wasn't forgetting you while talking to your Aunt Juan."

Yunxuan, Wenxuan, and Xiaoxuan, the
three Wenxuan followed Mulejing, while Yunxuan and Xiaoxuan followed Ajuan. Outside the restaurant, Xiaoxuan saw some masks and thought they
looked really fun. Yunxuan wanted to buy some too. Mulejing and Xiaoxuan went back first, followed by two loyal guards
. Yunxuan and Xiaoxuan each wore a mask and compared their beauty. Ajuan watched the two children with a smile
, feeling a mix of emotions as they grew up. Suddenly, the crowd surged, and in a blur, both children disappeared.

Ajuan was stunned...

But why did Xiaoxuan and Yunxuan suddenly run off wearing masks? It turned out that Xiao Xuan had sharp eyes and spotted
someone in the distance. She grabbed Yun Xuan and ran. The two children, wearing masks and holding hands, squeezed through the crowd. Xiao Xuan, wearing a leopard head mask,
said sweetly, "Brother, run faster!"

Yunxuan wore a tiger mask with a large "king" character on his forehead, looking quite adorable. He peeked out and
complained to Xiaoxuan, "You're probably mistaken. Why would Mom and Dad come to a place like this?"

Xiaoxuan huffed, "How could I be mistaken?"

She pouted and said, "Look, isn't that it?"

Yunxuan peeked and saw that it really was Yan Yifan and Zhu Yao. Zhu Yao was nestled in Yan Yifan's arms
, whispering something, playing with a small windmill. Perhaps sensing someone watching her, she
turned around and saw Yunxuan wearing a tiger mask with a shiny "king" character on his forehead, and Xiaoxuan wearing a leopard
mask, only her face showing. Zhu Yao was quite taken aback. Startled, he asked, "What are you two doing here?"

Xiao Xuan blinked and smiled, "We came out to play with Mom."

Yan Yifan patted her head and said, "You're such a big kid now, don't be so naughty. Here, I bought you
a little windmill."

Xiao Xuan took the windmill and blinked, "Dad, where did you and Mom go?"

Zhu Yao smiled sweetly, "We came out for a walk with your dad!"

Yan Yifan then turned his gaze to Yun Xuan and sighed, "How can one act according to their own whims?"

Yun Xuan knew he was referring to the teacher's punishment and pouted, "I didn't act according to my own whims, it was the
teacher too far!"

Yan Yifan could only smile and say, "Never mind, never mind, but people should also..." Don't be too rigid,
you'll suffer in the future. If you really don't want to stay with the tutor, why not come back and rest for two months? After you've rested, your mother can
teach you herself. Your mother is a famously talented woman."

Yunxuan exclaimed happily, "Really?"

Yan Yifan touched his face and said, "Would your father bear to lie to you?"

Yunxuan and Xiaoxuan jumped up and down with joy. Zhu Yao smiled and said, "Go back and get a good night's sleep."

Yunxuan happily pulled Xiaoxuan away. Yan Yifan said helplessly, "These two children..."

Zhu Yao smiled and said, "What's wrong, husband?"

Yan Yifan said, "Logically speaking, Xiaoxuan's temperament is better, quiet and sensible, but Xiaoxuan is so
clever and cheerful." "What more could parents ask for?"

Zhu Yao nestled into his arms, her voice tender and gentle. "Husband, our two children are already so good.
Why force them to see through the coldness of human relationships at such a young age?"

Yan Yifan looked up at the misty rain in the night sky and smiled. "Thinking about it carefully, you
're grow up gradually."

In the darkness, towering mountains and strangely shaped rocks stood out starkly. Rain continued to fall on their shoulders.
Two horses galloped along the ancient road. The riders were a man and a woman. The woman was slender and wore a green silk dress. Her
long . She was cold and beautiful. Zhou Ning followed behind her. The two were Jin Yue and Zhou Ning.

The two rode at breakneck speed, and before they knew it, dusk had fallen. Jin Yue shouted and stopped her horse, her
beautiful eyes coldly sweeping across the darkness ahead. Zhou Ning asked, "Sister Jin Yue, are we lost?"

Jin Yue replied calmly, "I've traveled this road several times, but it seems a little different than usual."

Zhou Ning dismounted and said, "It's said that it's easiest to encounter evil spirits in the deep mountains and wilderness."

Jin Yue said, "Let's dismount and take a look."

The two dismounted and, holding the reins, walked step by step into the deep mountains. As they walked, they saw a deserted Taoist temple on a distant hillside
. A few faint lights shone from the temple, and the sound of a zither drifted through the drizzle. Jin Yue took down her long sword from her horse and said, "The master of the temple
has ordered me to do something, and perhaps it will happen tonight."

Zhou Ning noticed that she was holding the Morning Dew Sword. Who in the princess's mansion didn't know the origin of this sword? The sword of Zhao Qingqing, the ruler of Dingzhou
, was later bestowed upon General Balu. After General Balu's death, he sent it back to Dingzhou. Ouyang
Ni then gave the sword to Jin Yue. Was there any deeper meaning behind this?

Jin Yue was aloof, and the legendary Zhao Qingqing was also a cold person. Did the two have anything in common?
Zhou Ning was lost in thought when Jin Yue said, "Let's go."

The two led their horses step by step toward the abandoned Taoist temple. The temple was halfway up the mountain and had been abandoned for many years. In
the courtyard stood a broken ancient stele with four characters written neatly on it: "The Way of Heaven is Vast." Jin Yue stood at the entrance for a few moments, then gently moved her delicate body
inside. She saw that the courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and from the depths of the temple came the melodious sound of a zither.

Jin Yue said, "That's a beautiful zither playing."

Zhou Ning, who grew up in the mountains, was very quick-witted and cautiously asked, "Sister Jin Yue, this place is deserted. How could
someone be playing the zither here in the middle of the night?"

Jin Yue said, "We'll see when we get there."

The two then went in side by side, entering the back courtyard of the Taoist temple. They saw a row of lanterns hanging in the corridor below the cool steps,
their oily light reflecting off the smooth bluestone path, creating an indescribably poignant scene. Behind them was a green mountain, and in front of the main hall, a
young woman was playing the zither with her face turned to the side, while a scholar listened with rapt attention.

Zhou Ning hurriedly called out, "Brother Changting, what are you doing here?"

The scholar was none other than Ji Changting. He had been dozing off, but upon hearing this, he suddenly woke up and laughed, "So it's
Brother Zhou and Miss Jinyue."

Zhou Ning quickly stepped forward and said, "This is a desolate wilderness, completely deserted. And here's a beautiful woman playing
the zither in this Taoist temple? Are you out of your mind?"

Ji Changting shook his head and smiled, "She's my fiancée."

Zhou Ning asked, "Really?"

Ji Changting laughed, "It's an arranged marriage, everything's in order, how could it not be true?"

Jinyue climbed the steps and said, "Zhou Ning, Miss Huarui isn't a ghost."

Zhou Ning breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I...actually, I acted impulsively."

She played the zither and said, "In this world, sometimes people are more trustworthy than ghosts." "I'm afraid."

Ji Changting echoed, "What Miss Huarui said is exactly the unchanging truth of the world over the years."

Jin Yue sat down, admiring the scenery in the courtyard, and said, "The drizzle is like silk, a row of lanterns reflects the clear light, and the sound of the zither
is melodious."

Ji Changting said, "Life is lonely..."

Zhou Ning said, "It's getting late, let's find a place to rest first."

Ji Changting said, "Alright then."

The two searched for a while and found a small courtyard nestled against the mountain and by the water. They talked for a while in the room, and Zhou Ning gathered some firewood
to start a fire. Jin Yue sat on the haystack, the Morning Dew Sword placed at the hem of her skirt, her long, beautiful hair falling lightly over her fragrant shoulders and
chest. The firelight reflected on her beautiful, cool face. Zhou Ning added firewood to the fire, and Jin Yue hugged her beautiful legs and...
She remained silent, lost in thought.

Zhou Ning's gaze lingered on the Morning Dew Sword. What did this sword truly signify? This extraordinary sword
lay quietly at the hem of its owner's skirt. Beneath the water-blue skirt, like flowing water, were a pair of jade-like feet clad in white shoes. Zhou Ning had never
noticed before that these jade-like feet beneath the woman's skirt held an irresistible allure. How intoxicating it would be to hold them in one's hands
and play with them !

Jin Yue never confided in anyone about her feelings, so Zhou Ning naturally had no way of knowing.
He got ready for bed early, and the rain outside was drizzling. Zhou Ning was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. The sound of a zither drifted from afar, and everything was in his dreams
...

In his dreams, he dreamt of many things, including the little mountain village that brought him endless joy. Xing'er,
leading Da Hei, smiled as she came to pick wild fruit for him. The two of them chatted and laughed, but suddenly the scene changed .
Amidst lightning and thunder, a group of masked black men were killing people indiscriminately. In his dream, he was powerless to stop them, chased to the point of having nowhere to run.
He woke up with a start, his face covered in sweat.

Zhou Ning felt a little thirsty and was about to get out of
bed the room in a daze. The rain outside was getting heavier. Women's clothes were neatly hung on the bamboo pole in front of the door to dry clothes
. A pair of white shoes were placed on the ground. These were Jin Yue's clothes. The Chaolu Sword leaned quietly against the door without making a sound. The girl's
clothes hanging on the bamboo pole emitted a faint fragrance of orchids. At this moment, they were actually very tempting.

He almost lost control of himself, and as if possessed, he reached out and gently stroked the bamboo-slender, light blue
dress. His fingertips seemed to be filled with a faint, sweet fragrance. As he stroked the dress, it was as if he were caressing Jin Yue's skin. He
picked up the light blue garment and smelled it. A fragrance of orchids wafted into his nose and mouth. Zhou Ning took a deep breath, only to see
a pale white bodice covering the dress. Zhou Ning was almost stunned. The silky touch of the bodice when his palm touched it made him feel like he
was dreaming. The alluring scenery of Jin Yue's chest naturally appeared in his mind. His hands trembled as he picked up the
bodice and buried his face in it. A woman's fragrance enveloped him.

He couldn't control himself; a fierce internal struggle raged within him. Looking out from the courtyard, he saw Jin Yue standing silently in the rain, completely
naked , letting the raindrops pelt her graceful, slender, snow-white body. Her beautiful face,
smooth, sweet shoulders, full, round breasts, graceful figure, long, alluring legs, and the
mysterious, enchanting, sacred place below her abdomen, thick and dark—Zhou Ning was completely stunned, not knowing where he was.

Jin Yue scooped up rainwater and poured it over her body, her slender hands lingering on her snow-white breasts. Zhou Ning
almost had a nosebleed and blurted out, "Sister Jin Yue!"

Jin Yue turned around, and the person behind her suddenly stepped forward and hugged her tightly in a burning embrace. Looking at
her , she saw Zhou Ning's eyes blazing with fire, his breath coming in rapid, labored gasps. Zhou Ning was still young, while
girls like Jin Yue had been pampered since childhood, wearing fine silks and eating delicacies. Naturally,
she was more developed than girls from ordinary families. She was tall and slender, while Zhou Ning, though strong, was half a head shorter than her. But
Zhou Ning was strong and powerful, and the girl's alluring body was no match for him. For a moment, he held Jin Yue
tightly in his arms.

Jin Yue was held tightly in his arms, the soft, fragrant beauty nestled within him. Not only did she exude a
delicate, orchid-like fragrance, her red lips releasing sweet aromas as she struggled, but the mere sight of her soft, warm body in his embrace was enough to make his
blood boil and his heart race. Jin Yue's breathing was also labored, causing her breasts to heave violently,
her two round, smooth orbs trembling tightly against Zhou Ning's chest.

This was the first time Zhou Ning had stared at her snow-white breasts so closely, the closer he got, the clearer he saw their fullness.
His eyes practically blazed with fire, and he fiercely buried his face in her chest and kissed her!

Amidst the drifting rain, his clothes were completely soaked, but Zhou Ning was oblivious to everything, only knowing to hold her tightly.
Zhou Ning could fully feel the smooth fragrance of those two snowy peaks. His hands trembled as he climbed towards those sacred snowy peaks
, grabbing one in each hand and kneading and pinching them. His mouth was dry as he took them in his mouth and began to suckle. Jin Yue's delicate body trembled, but Zhou Ning was oblivious,
his mouth filled with her nipples, making smacking noises as he sucked. Jin Yue felt a sharp pain from his grasping and pinching, but another
indescribable pleasure was also invading her.

Just as he was passionately kissing her proud, snowy peaks, his desire became unbearable. He scooped her up and carried her towards the room.
At that moment, Jin Yue let out a soft cry. This honest and naive young man had completely become a man.
He forcefully threw Jin Yue's jade-like body onto the bed, his clothes falling off one by
one . The two of them were naked and entwined on the bed. Zhou Ning's lips searched for her red lips, but unexpectedly, Jin Yue
said coldly, "Listen to me!"

Zhou Ning was stunned, his movements stopping. He had been suppressing a surge of anger in his heart. After a long silence, Jin Yue, her jade-like hands
covering her chest, said calmly, "I am Ran'er's woman."

He knew very well who Ran'er was, so Zhou Ning froze on the spot. Jin Yue, protecting her proud breasts, said, "You
should have known long ago why I stayed by the Master's side—it's only because I am Ran'er's woman."

Zhou Ning's desire vanished instantly. He knew of Ouyang Ni's kindness to him, and
he was fully aware of what Ran'er meant in Dingzhou. Jin Yue continued, "I forgive your momentary lapse of judgment, but
now that you know I am Ran'er's woman, you should..." "You should know what to do."

Zhou Ning said blankly, "Sister Jin Yue..."

Jin Yue sat up, protecting herself, and said, "You were confused for a moment, it's not your fault."

Zhou Ning murmured to himself, "Didn't Ran'er marry Lin Mengxue? How come you also know?"

Jin Yue said, "This all needs to be explained ten years ago. Ten years ago, the ruler of Dingzhou was Zhao Qingqing, and the head of the academy
was Zhao Qingqing's sworn sister at that time. The people you saw that day, Zhu Lin, Balu, Wu De, Wang Jingsheng,
Zhang Biao , and Li Mu, were all promoted by Zhao Qingqing. Not long after, she made Zhao Yu emperor and made herself..." Everything
was passed down to the current master, who then went into seclusion, wandering the world. She was pregnant at the time, carrying
the child Ran'er. After Ran'er was born, she entrusted her to the master while Ran'er was still an infant, and then
disappeared without a trace; no one knew her whereabouts.”

Zhou Ning suddenly realized, “So the master treated Ran'er as her own daughter, first arranging for Ran'er to marry Lin Mengxue, and then choosing
Sister Jin Yue as Ran'er's woman. So that's how the sword is…”

Jin Yue nodded, “Before Dingzhou, no woman had ever controlled everything. Zhao Qingqing was the first to control Dingzhou.”
The woman, the owner of the pavilion is the second woman, and it's hard to say whether there will be a third woman. So whoever
marries Ran'er will have the upper hand, and many women are eyeing Ran'er, all wanting to be
the second Zhao Qingqing.

Zhou Ning frowned and said, "Ran'er is so pitiful, being used and manipulated all the time." Jin

Yue said, "Who told Zhao Qingqing to only have Ran'er as her son? It was unavoidable."

Zhou Ning said, "If that's the case, then Zhao Yu really is just a puppet. No wonder he hates Ran'er so much."

Jin Yue said calmly, "One should act with conscience. Ten years ago, Zhao Yu was just a beggar who couldn't even afford to eat and
was dressed in rags . If it weren't for Zhao Qingqing, he would still be a beggar today."

Zhou Ning asked curiously, "What about General Zhu?"

Jin Yue said, "Zhu Lin's sister is Yan Yifan's wife, and Yan Yifan is Zhao Qingqing's man.
They have that kind of relationship. Later, he was highly valued by the princess and rose from an unknown soldier to a great general. But
you should know that half of Kang Kingdom's strength is supported by people like Zhu Lin."

Zhou Ning continued, "What about Zhang Biao, Wu De, Wang Jingsheng, Xu Liang, Li Mu, and others?" "Will they also obey Ran'er
?"

Jin Yue nodded silently, "These people's wealth is all given by Zhao Qingqing, so there's no need to ask."

After hearing this, Zhou Ning thought of Nangong Xian'er and said, "Sister Jin Yue, do you think Nangong Xian'er deliberately wore a white dress for
ulterior motives , which is why you dislike her?"

Jin Yue frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded softly, "Yes!"

Zhou Ning asked again, "Then does Sister Jin Yue also want to use Ran'er and become the second Zhao Qingqing?"

Jin Yue looked at him coldly for a moment, and Zhou Ning remained silent. After a long stalemate, Jin Yue said softly, "Yes!"

Zhou Ning said with a headache, "Is all of this really necessary? We
have all seen Nangong Xian'er's stunning beauty under her veil. She lives in the princess's mansion, and Ran'er likes her very much. It is said that she has even forgotten about the headmaster.
Why does Sister Jin Yue have to get involved in such a dangerous vortex? Moreover, there is also Lin Mengxue, whose true nature is unknown.
If you get involved, you'll think..." "It will be difficult to get out."

Jin Yue said calmly, "How can others understand the joy of fish?"

Zhou Ning shook his head and said, "To be honest, I really don't understand you!"

Jin Yue said coldly, "If you don't understand, then don't understand."

Zhou Ning frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "If I can help Sister Jin Yue in the future, I will definitely help you."

Jin Yue glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, and Zhou Ning no longer avoided her gaze, looking at her with his own eyes. Her face was
somewhat cold, and her whole person was so cold and noble. When Zhou Ning's gaze fell on her red lips, his heart was suddenly
stirred. Her thoughts were deeply hidden in her heart and unknown to others, but only those red lips were clearly seen in his eyes. Perhaps there was
another way to understand her. Zhou Ning's heart pounded, and he leaned forward little by little. Just as he was about to kiss her,
Jin Yue said calmly, "Brother, you underestimate me." Zhou

Ning was stunned. Jin Yue said, "How can you do this to the headmaster?"

Zhou Ning silently turned around and put on his clothes. Jin Yue went out without a word, picked up her clothes, and put them on one by one.
When Zhou Ning went out again, a graceful and aloof young woman was standing outside the door. Jin Yue, carrying the Morning Dew Sword, said, "Let's go."

Zhou Ning followed her blankly. Jin Yue walked step by step towards where Ji Changting and Hua Rui were playing the zither. There was no one by the zither.
Looking through the window, Ji Changting was sleeping against the statue of the patriarch in the main hall. Zhou Ning said, "The affairs of the mortal world are hard to explain." Jin

Yue said coldly, "It's a matter of mutual consent, there's no right or wrong, but there are more than just us in this Taoist temple."

Zhou Ning asked in surprise, "What does Sister Jin Yue mean?"

Jin Yue said, "Listen."

Zhou Ning closed his eyes and listened. He could hear nothing but the sound of wind and rain. Listening more carefully, he could hear
a rustling sound from the distant woods, as if something was darting over. Zhou Ning had grown up in the mountains, and he was terrified at
the sound . How long must that python be? Was it a spirit?

Zhou Ning had always been terrified of snakes. Seeing his helpless state, Jin Yue said coldly, "How can you be so spineless
?"

Zhou Ning's face was deathly pale. "I...I...I've always been terrified of snakes..."

Jin Yue said coldly, "Where did your audacious courage go?"

Zhou Ning heard the rustling sound getting closer, sweat pouring down his forehead. Jin Yue sat upright, disdainfully saying, "I
'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? Let me tell you, this snake has absorbed the essence of the sun and moon for years, harming countless creatures. It's
become a demon. The Master ordered me to go to Flying Dragon Pass to kill this snake. You've always wanted to make a name for yourself, and now that the opportunity
has come, why are you so cowardly?"

Zhou Ning had always been brave, even unafraid of tigers and leopards, but everyone has fears. He truly had always
been terrified of snakes, trembling as he said, "Master, why is she picking a fight with a snake?"

Jin Yue snorted, "It's not that the Master is picking a fight with the snake, it's that the snake is picking a fight with the Master. " " The snake has been hiding in
the desolate mountains cultivating, all for the sake of making trouble for the master."

Zhou Ning forced himself to remain calm and asked, "Then why does it insist on making trouble for the master?"

Jin Yue said calmly, "Listen carefully, this python spirit has always liked to devour living people since it started cultivating. One day, it had bad
luck and accidentally ran into Ran'er's mother. One of its snakes died at Ran'er's mother's hands, and another escaped
. That's how the grudge was formed. The escaped snake spent ten years cultivating diligently, killing dozens of people. The master even encountered this snake in his dream."
"They've come to seek revenge on Ran'er; it's fate, I suppose."

A giant python roared, and a massive, dark blue-green python, as thick as a water vat, surged through the doorway like a dragon
, its coils rising higher and higher until it seemed to pierce the clouds, roaring towards the sky. Its eyes glowed red, its fangs were
menacing , and its four claws were faintly visible on its scales. A menacing dragon horn was
faintly visible on its head. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, illuminating the Taoist temple in a ghastly white light. Zhou Ning was terrified!

This update contains chapters 60-66 of all drafts. Thank you, friends. Please do not repost or share; I've said this
many times. Thank you for your cooperation (smile). Just to clarify, this story prioritizes quality and plot.

(To be continued)

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