405 Divine Forging Skill

Chatting about various things, time passed quickly, and looking at the morning sun, the temperature had become a bit chilly.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Weng, they prepared to return home, with Miss Zuo following closely behind, a hint of shyness in her eyes.

He Chen paused slightly and said in a low voice, "Miss Zuo, have you had breakfast? Would you mind if I invited you to have some local snacks?"

Miss Zuo smiled awkwardly and said, "Thank you, Young Master He. I've already eaten. But I wonder if the sword spirit will appear today?"

Feeling a little embarrassed, she smiled and said, "I don't know either."

Miss Zuo smiled gently and said softly, "Then that's fine. I've disturbed you, young master. I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, he gave a slightly awkward smile, waved, and left.

When they returned to the mansion, Wei Lan was already busy. Wen'er was resting at home today, and Wei Lan was busy tidying her up.

She wore a white robe as bright as moonlight, connected to a long blue-purple gauze, with fair skin and a rosy complexion, and she braided Wen'er's hair.

"Brother Chen!" Wen'er called out happily when she saw the person who had arrived.

With a gentle, happy smile, she said, "Wen'er, have you had breakfast yet?"

As for academics, don't worry about them.

He whispered to Wei Lan, "If Wen'er enjoys cultivation, have Su'er and the others teach her."

Wei Lan chuckled softly, "Sister Yun Su has already tested Wen'er and taught him cultivation techniques. He's currently undergoing treatment, and has been spending much less time at school lately."

Looking at Wen'er, his eyes were full of love.

She nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Yun Su. As for Wen'er's cultivation, you can decide how much to spend."

After tidying up Wen'er, Wei Lan looked at her lover and whispered, "Thank you."

Lian Xiuxiu, Ji Xixi, and Jingzhai emerged from another room, all dressed in fitted long dresses in light colors, their long hair casually falling down.

She stepped out gently, looked at Wen'er with joy in her eyes, beckoned, and called out, "Wen'er, come here."

Wen'er glanced at Wei Lan, then ran over quickly.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The new mansion was finally set up.

In the courtyard, Yun Su lay beside her lover, her hands held by a pair of large hands, and her ears warmed by his breath.

She whispered sweetly, "Sister Xixi is watching over there."

He Chen looked up and saw Ji Xixi and several other girls talking in hushed tones, their eyes occasionally glancing at them. They were all secretly smiling.

He carried her gently, and soon came to the group. He sat down next to Bi Yunyan and casually put his arm around her.

Yun Su smiled softly as she saw someone beside her.

He asked in a low voice, "Shen Lang, the auspicious day is in a few days; we can move to the new residence."

The aroma was enticing, but I paid it no mind, and said softly, "You've made your decision. This place is a bit small."

"Okay." Yun Su nodded with her eyes closed.

Bi Yunyan's face was flushed, like a ripe apple, as she leaned back quietly.

With a slight smile, she whispered, "Sister Huayu went to the shop and has since opened a manufacturing workshop in the city. I heard she's produced quite a few new designs."

"Okay, you guys try it on too, and see how the style is," He Chen said with a low laugh.

At this moment, two notes of music rang out, like a gentle stream, softly soothing the soul, like sweet dew, like a clear spring, making one feel refreshed and happy.

When the music ended, everyone lingered, reluctant to leave.

Half an incense stick later, Wei Lan, Hui Fu, Bai Rong, Dan Ru, Qing Ti, and other girls came from the direction of the kitchen, carrying enticing aromas in their hands, and softly called out, "Sisters, little sisters, come and try this osmanthus cake, lotus root starch osmanthus cake, and pea flour cake."

The women gathered around and whispered, "The osmanthus cake your little sister made is just right—fragrant, soft, and delicious."

"This pea flour cake is also refreshing and delicious. Chen Lang, you should try some too." A low laugh continued.

As night deepened, Ji Xixi, her long hair as black and glossy as the night, changed into a black short skirt and top, revealing her long legs and tall figure; she was extremely beautiful.

A restless night.

And so it went on.

As the sun rose high in the sky, outside the city walls, a group of people in dozens of horse-drawn carriages, with families and many people on board, had come early from Huangtu County.

The leader was not highly skilled, only at the sixth level, while the rest were mostly at the second or third level. However, their blood and energy were vigorous, and their arms were strong and powerful.

"Master Yan, it's just ahead." The coachman, a young man in black, said in a low voice, his face beaming with excitement.

Master Yan was not old, only in his thirties. He wore a single-layered jacket, had bright, piercing eyes, and was muscular, like a mountain. His eyes were like burning steel, and his hands were rough but powerful, with tiny iron filings visible in the background.

His skin was dark, like a block of iron forged in a fierce fire, and his chest and back had bulging muscles.

His voice was loud and clear, and he said loudly, "Yes, we're almost there. The roads are much easier to walk on these days. I'm sorry to have troubled you, Ancestor."

The young horseman, gazing at the distant city, said with a hint of hope in his eyes, "I just hope this place can be a place where we can live in peace and tranquility for a long time."

Master Chef Yan laughed heartily, nodded, and reassured them, "Yes, it will. Since the Ancestor has agreed to our request, how could he have chosen the wrong place? We can rest assured."

Then, thinking about what was behind him, he shouted, "We're almost there! Let everyone know we're almost there!"

"Yes, Master Yan." A cheerful voice followed.

'We're almost there, it's just ahead.'

At the city gate, Han Linling stood on the city wall. The surrounding walls were three zhang high and one zhang wide. On the top of the city wall, Wei Qinghui, Yun Su, and He Chen waited quietly.

Wes, Jinluo, Old Weng, and others waited patiently at the city gate.

A messenger arrived with news: "Guardian of the city, the carriage should arrive in less than half an hour."

On the city wall, Han Linling, Wei Qinghui, Yun Su, and Yun Qing stood together. They wore elegant turquoise, fiery red, and light purple long dresses, their hems swaying gently like willow catkins in the spring breeze.

Han Linling wore a small white hat, the brim slightly tilted, revealing a touch of playfulness. A faint smile played on her lips as she gazed into the distance with a hint of anticipation, then looked at her lover who had come with her, her heart filled with sweetness.

Wei Qinghui, Yun Su, and Yun Qing were invited by myself. The other women all had their own things to do. Yun Shuni and Yun Qing had to go to the military camp during the day to oversee affairs. Today, only Yun Shuni went.

Wei Qinghui reconciled with Bi Yunyan and Tu Fanghua, who were busy with the details of arranging the new mansion until very late.

A lot of furniture from this city and Huangtu County has been transported here. Various workshops have also opened up around the area, and many items that used to require traveling far to purchase are now gradually becoming available here.