Chapter 962 Deep Longing

Speaking of Lord Xie, to be honest, Song Chunxue has been missing him quite a bit these past two days, having had a little free time.

That evening, she tried sending a telepathic message over a long distance.

After consulting with her senior, she felt she had grasped the essentials.

Fortunately, this time Lord Xie responded.

"Ah Xue, I'm doing well. Although life in the army is tough, I'm finding joy in it. What about you? Have you gone to the fields to plant vegetables again?"

"Ah Xue, the mountain wind is strong tonight, and the spring chill is biting. I miss you very much. Remember to write to me; I will read it slowly."

Song Chunxue sat on the spacious and comfortable bed in the Zhao residence, opened the box, and looked through its contents.

These were all gifts from Lord Xie, and she remembered the circumstances and time of each gift.

She was surprised to find so much stuff piled up together, including moisturizing cream, a small porcelain jar for nail polish, and different scented balms that she hadn't noticed before.

There are also many different kinds of handkerchiefs, with lifelike flowers, birds, orchids, and bamboo embroidered on snow-white silk, all of which she likes.

There were even stories she hadn't read.

Overwhelmed with longing, she lost all interest in cultivation and wrote a long letter to Lord Xie in her room.

When she got to the part she was writing with deep emotion, she couldn't help but giggle first, and then her eyes welled up with tears.

Now, she is a true disciple of the Moon-Accompanying Immortal. Her master earnestly told her not to worry too much. Although the path of the female path is difficult, if a woman can break through the shackles that Heaven has tied for her, her cultivation will increase wildly.

Heaven is fair. The path of womanhood is not easy, and there are many difficulties. It is easy to fall into depravity on the path of love. However, the path of womanhood is more spiritual and more able to understand heaven and earth and comprehend the great way.

The master said that his sudden visit was not only because he was afraid that a good disciple like Zhang Chengxuan would be snatched away by someone else, but also to give her affirmation and praise.

The master said that she was still young and her travels in the human world were not yet over, so there was no need for her to rush back to the mountain gate for seclusion.

The path of life is full of vicissitudes, and it is difficult to achieve profound enlightenment by hiding in the deep mountains. Let her not be afraid of loss, and not let her prejudices and fears hold her back.

The master also said that she will have good luck this year and should try things she never dared to think about before, have ambitions she never dared to have before, and not let her own compassion and kindness lead her by the nose.

What she remembered most clearly was that her master said she was too young. Haha, it felt like she was back in her childhood, with elders taking care of her and spoiling her.

In front of her master, she didn't need to see herself as a weathered old woman who had lived through life once, nor as a grandmother with a house full of children and grandchildren, nor as an old woman who had experienced many hardships.

She is simply a practitioner who stumbles and falls on the path of spiritual cultivation, but never gives up or gets discouraged.

She was her master's apprentice, and she was a junior protected by her elders.

Therefore, in the quiet of the night, she didn't always see herself as an old woman with a bunch of children and grandchildren, ashamed to miss Lord Xie who was far away, and even fantasized about being able to steal half a day of leisure so that she could live with him as an old married couple one day, far away from the world.

She thought about many things, so much so that she became increasingly clear-headed as she closed her eyes, and her heartbeat became increasingly distinct.

She opened the window and saw that it was drizzling outside.

The scent of earth and spring rain instantly washed over her, cleansing her mind. She decided to sit by the window, open the last jar of wine, and sip it in the rain.

She thought of each of her children, their wives and children, her sister, and many unforgettable scenes from her childhood.

Unconsciously, she tried to use her last bit of spiritual power to send a telepathic message to Xie Zheng, "My love, sweet dreams."

*

"Snap~"

On the rough bed, Xie Zheng, pale-faced and reading with prayer beads in his hand to distract himself from the pain, suddenly lost his balance, and the prayer beads and the book all fell to the ground.

Still half asleep, Liu Chunshu got up from his makeshift bed on the floor. "What's wrong, Lord Xie?"

Xie Zheng suppressed a smile. "It's nothing, you can go to sleep."

He quietly closed the book, held the rosary in his hand, stroked the jade thumb ring, lay on the bed, looked at the simple tent ceiling, and felt that it was all worth it.

Originally, he was so angry about that stupid emperor's decisions that he was willing to give up and didn't even want to recover from his injury.

But Ah Xue is still waiting for him.

She certainly didn't want to hear the news that Lord Xie had died in battle at the border.

And her daughter, she cannot lose his protection.

Not only must we live well, but we must also fight back.

Thinking of something, he reached out and pulled the bone whistle from beside his pillow.

In the pitch-black night, a figure darted into the tent like a ghost.

"grown ups."

It was the head of his secret guards, whom he hadn't summoned in a long time.

"The plan is to move forward. Let the owl find a way to get rid of the East and West Factory Directors, and leave the rest to others."

As he spoke, he took a thin bamboo section from beside his pillow and said, "Send a message saying that I have agreed to his plan."

"yes."

Xie Zheng raised his hand. "Give me that bowl of medicine."

The guard stood up, picked up the now-cold pills, and said, "I'll go heat them up."

Xie Zheng took it with one hand, "No need, you can go."

"yes."

...

"Ouch~"

Unable to sleep either, Master Han walked out of the courtyard and into the rain. As he rounded the corner, he was startled by a dark shadow on the window and instantly reverted to his original form.

If she hadn't remembered that this was Song Chunxue's room, he would have already twisted her head off.

For a brief moment, he felt like he was scared out of his wits.

Why aren't you staying indoors at night? Why are you drinking by the window? And you even got yourself drunk?

Master Han looked at her with disdain for a moment, then used his magic to send her to the soft couch inside, and casually pulled down the gauze curtain from the side door to cover her.

You can't just pull the blanket off the bed; not only will he not be able to see it, but you'll also have to expend your energy searching for it, and it would seem a bit ambiguous.

It's already a lot of meddling to push her into the room so she doesn't catch a cold and sneeze tomorrow, which would delay everyone's schedule.

"Smack."

He closed the window before slowly walking outside.

Although he hates rain the most, he had no choice but to go out today.

He opened his oil-paper umbrella, leaped lightly onto the wall, and floated towards the rooftop in front of him.

If Song Chunxue were awake, she would see that after Master Han left in the dark, several figures followed closely behind in the rainy night, heading west.

This included Lord Zhao and Zhang Chengxuan.

Before dawn, the rain stopped, and they all returned.

Master Han came into the courtyard, patted the raindrops that had splashed on his shoulder, and said, "What are you doing here? You've wasted your rest."

"I've learned a lot from you. It's a small matter for you, but it's an eye-opener for us." Lord Zhao shook his head regretfully. "It's a pity that my junior brother is asleep. Otherwise, if we had brought her along, we could have seen Wuyou make a move."

They crossed the middle courtyard and headed towards the backyard, where they unexpectedly ran into Song Chunxue coming out of the outhouse.

She seemed not to be fully awake yet, and relying on her memory, she felt her way along the wall to her room, where she could see them if she turned her head.

The three people who had just returned stood still, holding their breath, not daring to make a sound.

"Squeak~"

Song Chunxue pushed open the door, stepped inside with one foot, and then stopped.

"Something's not right." She realized something was wrong and instinctively turned her head.

Master Han raised his hand and pointed.