Qingyan returned quickly.
Before the smell of chicken filled the room.
Qingyan: "Senior brother, why bring her along? She's a woman and has difficulty moving around."
Dao Ci: "Her mother has been waiting at home for several months. She has mentioned her mother several times before, so she must be eager to return home."
Qingyan: "I see. I thought it was because Senior Brother couldn't suppress the Gu worms in his body and was afraid that he would miss her too much."
After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.
It was so quiet that the only sound was the occasional crackling of the flames in the charcoal brazier.
Qingyan rolled his eyes and secretly glanced at his senior brother.
But he saw his senior brother's cold, dark eyes staring at him expressionlessly.
"After I leave, you must stay here to avoid being seen and to cover for the imposter."
Qingyan: "..." He shut his mouth completely.
I knew it, I knew it.
You must have said something wrong just now!
Even if my senior brother has already decided to return to secular life, it would be very bad to tell him to his face that his heart is in turmoil and that he has broken his vow of celibacy.
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Shen Qingyu recuperated at Song Garden, and it wasn't until several days later that she was fully conscious.
The flowers and trees in the courtyard are all new, while the warm sun overhead remains the same.
In the small pavilion across the water, a young male actor was singing opera, his voice lilting softly.
He sat in a wooden wheelchair with a fur blanket draped over his knees, squinting as he listened to the opera while basking in the sun.
Song Liulang, wearing a jade crown on his head, entered from outside with his hands behind his back.
Since the incident involving lying on the board, Shen Qingyu, as the victim, has become much thinner and more haggard.
But even Song Liulang had lost weight.
The servants of Song Garden, unaware of the details, were all saying that the Sixth Young Master and Young Master Shen were deeply in love.
Even though Young Master Shen never forgot Sun Er and was willing to jump into his grave to go with him, Sixth Master only silently endured and silently made sacrifices.
Aside from not loving women, Song Liulang was practically a romantic hero of all time, a model of infatuation.
After all, in the official narrative of Jincheng, Shen Qingyu was Song Liulang's male favorite.
Song Liulang silently sat down on the stone bench next to Shen Qingyu.
Shen Qingyu squinted.
"Has everything been investigated?"
Song Liulang: "That woman has already left Jincheng with the monk Daoci."
Shen Qingyu: "Is the news true?"
Song Liulang looked displeased.
"Information obtained from the Embroidered Uniform Envoy."
It took a lot of effort. The old patriarch of the Song family did know the woman's identity, but he couldn't get a single word out of that old man.
Shen Qingyu laughed.
"Master Daoci returned to secular life, so it was indeed because of her, Sun Er's widow, the second young mistress of the Sun family? Sixth Brother, look how good my judgment is."
Song Liulang scoffed coldly.
"A young widow, unfaithful and promiscuous. She even caused a monk to renounce his vows. She has no shame! The Sun family should have drowned her back then to save them from this disgrace."
Before he could finish speaking, a golden hand warmer came crashing down on his face.
They were so close that they almost couldn't avoid each other.
Song Liulang was startled. The thing hit his shoulder, and the sparks that flew out burned a hole in his clothes.
Song Liulang's face turned pale.
Shen Qingyu was still lecturing him with a stern face.
"Who gave you permission to speak of my beloved woman like that?"
My beloved woman.
Song Liulang couldn't understand; he looked at him as if he were looking at a rare and extraordinary flower.
This very woman, in the dead of winter, beat him so badly that he suffered broken limbs and was on the verge of death, then buried him in a coffin and slept with the dead for the night.
After going through so many hardships, a normal person would have long since lost all emotional attachments and become detached from worldly desires. But look at Shen Qingyu, this madwoman, her love only grows more and more intense.
Song Liulang shut his mouth.
Shen Qingyu smiled slightly in the sunlight, as if she was reminiscing about something.
"You common folk can't appreciate how wonderful Lady Qi is. She's the most interesting person I've ever met."
Song Liulang remained expressionless.
Then I wish you two are bound together forever, locked in forever.
Those two perverts, may they never harm anyone else again in their lives.
Shen Qingyu continued, "It's good that she left first. I'll go to the capital to find her after I've recovered from my injuries and spring has arrived."
...He still wants to go to the capital to find her.
Excellent! Now that this menace is gone, won't the sky over Jincheng turn blue again?
Song Liulang nodded in agreement.
"My uncle is unconventional and doesn't care about other people's opinions. He is a true gentleman and a role model for us all."
Shen Qingyu nodded with a smile.
"Since you admire me so much, Liulang, will you come with me to the capital next spring?"
The smile froze on Song Liulang's face.
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Liangzhou, Qingyuan Post Station.
After nightfall, the countryside was quiet. In the dead of night, the darkness was as dark as ink.
Several figures quietly left Qingyuan Post Station under the cover of night.
Several horses were tethered in the woods on the barren beach a few hundred meters away from the post station.
His Highness the Prince of Qishan, now dressed in black casual clothes, glanced over the horses.
Black Bird Guard Hei Xiaosan immediately said, "Master, don't worry, Miss Qi can ride a horse."
Before he could finish speaking, Hei Xiao Er nudged him aside with his elbow.
You talk too much.
Qi Su picked out a chestnut horse that looked good and jumped onto it.
Holding the riding crop, he looked down at them with a half-smile.
“Master, if you ask me for help, I can ride with you.”
Dao Ci stepped onto the horse in the stirrups and spurred the reins.
Let's go.
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They initially rode horses and traveled only at night.
Later, after entering Wancheng in Liangzhou, they changed to a horse-drawn carriage during the day.
With the Lunar New Year just around the corner, mingling with those strangers rushing to their destinations didn't feel out of place.
The journey was progressing at a steady pace, neither too fast nor too slow.
On New Year's Eve, they stayed in Lingye City of Liangzhou and found an ordinary inn with many merchants to stay at.
The further east you go, the more fertile the land becomes, and the wealthier the cities grow.
Fireworks illuminated the entire night sky along the moat outside Lingye City.
Many people were watching the fireworks by the river.
Among them, a young woman let out a soft sigh.
"Oh, my husband, I miss our child. I wonder if Buddha's heart is behaving well, and if it's eating properly."
Fireworks illuminated the night sky and the clear, frozen river surface.
It reflected on her face.
She wore no makeup, yet her eyebrows were delicate and her lips were red, giving her a radiant and charming appearance.
The fireworks quickly faded, and the young woman turned away, led by her husband, to other parts of the riverbank.
Little did they know that that fleeting glimpse had captivated countless people.
…
Qi Su held a sugar figurine, dried meat, and a string of lanterns in her hands.
Beside her stood her husband, Prince Qishan, dressed as an ordinary merchant, carrying a pile of pastries in his arms.
They walked and stopped frequently on the long street.
Qi Su took a bite and bit off the head of the sugar fairy, crunching away with it.
She glanced at the crowd.
"Husband, I'm tired, let's go home."
Her husband was tall, wearing a fluffy felt hat and a thick cloak.
From beginning to end, he was just like a tool, never saying a word.
They ask you to pay money, and they ask you to take things.
The young couple returned to the inn with their bags. Like all young couples, they washed up, chatted for a while, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.
I already went to bed late, and it was New Year's Eve, with firecrackers going off nonstop outside.
Just after midnight, a hole was poked in the paper window of their guest room.
Wisps of white smoke drifted from the cave into the room.
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