"Pfft... Pfft..." Cheng Liang followed behind Xuan Yuanhan, covering his mouth and chuckling all the way down the mountain.
However, Xuan Yuanhan's deep eyes were filled with calm, and he never looked at him, only concerned with continuing on his way.
Seeing that his master was not moved by his behavior at all, Cheng Liang finally couldn't help but step forward and carefully say, "Your Highness, I am extremely impressed by what you said to that Young Master Yi just now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh again. Only then did Xuan Yuanhan stop and raise his eyebrows, but he only glared at him before continuing on his way with a calm expression.
Cheng Liang then fell silent, no longer dwelling on the scene. However, he changed the subject and asked, "By the way, how is Your Highness certain that Young Master Yi has definitely contracted the December Spring?"
Xuanyuan Han's sword-like eyebrows instantly relaxed, and he laughed, "Hmph... Didn't you see the disdain on his face when I asked him if he had found Layuechun? Moreover, when I picked him up in the air, I had already checked his pulse. He had exhausted his strength from climbing the cliff; the snow and quicksand in the Cold Wasteland Mountain would definitely destroy Layuechun's survival; he must have already got it, which is why he was still so arrogant and calm at this time... I just didn't expect that he would risk his life for this."
As Xuan Yuanhan spoke, he couldn't help but feel a little touched and admire Yi Junhao. It seemed that this person was also sincere towards that girl.
"According to Your Highness, wouldn't this Third Young Master Yi really become Your Highness's rival in love?" Cheng Liang immediately understood, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Xuan Yuanhan, speaking frankly and without any restraint.
Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Han immediately stopped and slightly raised his eyes, a chilling light flashing in them. Cheng Liang quickly shut his mouth, timidly avoiding his master's cold gaze.
However, Xuanyuan Han coldly said, "He is not worthy to compete with me," and then slowly turned his head to continue on his way.
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he looked up again and instructed Cheng Liang, "Send someone to keep an eye on the Yi residence, and report any situation immediately."
"Didn't Your Highness say we didn't need to keep an eye on Miss Yi?" Cheng Liang asked, somewhat confused.
But when he saw the cold, stern look that Xuan Yuanhan gave him again, he had no choice but to obey, "Yes, Your subordinate obeys."
However, a smile appeared on his lips, while he muttered to himself, "He's just afraid that Young Master Yi will beat me to it and has ulterior motives, thinking I don't know... Humph."
Night had fallen in the alley outside the backyard of the Yi Mansion in the west of the city.
An old Taoist priest, nearly sixty years old with a full white beard, was wearing a blue Taoist robe. He held a "fortune telling and divination" banner in one hand and a copper bell in the other, which he shook slowly. He walked slowly while chanting, "Fortune telling, fortune telling..."
In the backyard of the Yi family mansion, separated by a wall, Yi Shangyun, dressed in a pale yellow dress and a thick pinkish-blue cloak, with a snow-white veil covering her face, stood quietly on the corridor in front of the Mingyue Pavilion, staring blankly at the wall to the east.
The dim light illuminated her petite and delicate features, making them appear and disappear, which was quite beautiful and moving.
The maid Yan'er, who was standing beside her, suddenly asked with a suspicious look, "Miss, Yan'er doesn't understand why you always seem to stare at this wall, whether intentionally or unintentionally? Is there something wrong with this wall?"
Yi Shangyun came to her senses and smiled faintly. Just as she was about to speak, she was startled by a shrill bell ringing outside the door, which seemed to be deliberately lingering.
Yan'er frowned immediately and shouted in annoyance, "Wandering around the streets so late, making such a racket, it's killing me. Do you think this is a bustling market? I'll teach you a lesson!" With that, she strode angrily toward the back door.
The noisy bells disturbed the important matter she was pondering, and a hint of displeasure appeared on her face as she shook her head slightly.
With a creak, the back door of the Yi residence was opened by the maid Yan'er.
"Hey... I say, you old Taoist priest, are you blind? What's going on in the middle of the night? Look up at the sky, what time is it? Still wandering around these alleys. Shouting randomly and ringing your bell. In this pitch black, aren't you afraid of running into bad guys?! Humph..." Yan'er said this aggressively as soon as she stepped out, then stood with her hands on her hips and snorted at the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest slowly raised his head to look at the sky and argued with Yan'er, "Hey, young lady, this is where you're wrong. It's only just past dinnertime. I'll go my way, you go yours, we have nothing to do with each other. Why did you come out and call me blind, and then lecture me like that?"
Seeing that this person not only did not know his mistake, but also argued irrationally, Yan'er became even angrier. She glared at him and said in a more annoyed tone, "Who told you to shout like this in front of my house and disturb my young lady?"
"Your young lady?" the old Taoist priest in the green robe asked, peering through the crack in the door into the courtyard.
"What are you looking at? Be careful, or I'll call my master and give you a good scolding. If you don't want to suffer, you'd better leave now!" Yan'er said as she hurriedly spread her arms to block the direction he was looking.
Just then, Yi Shangyun heard the sound and came out to Yan'er's side.
"Miss, what brings you here?" Yan'er asked, while the old Taoist priest looked up and down at the kind-hearted young lady of the Yi family with a look of horror, as if he had seen a god.
"It's alright, let me handle this." Seeing that Yan'er and the old Taoist priest were locked in a stalemate for a long time, Yi Shangyun came out to find out what was going on.
"Daoist Master, I'm so sorry. My maid is young and doesn't know any better. She offended me just now. I hope you will be magnanimous and not hold it against her," Yi Shangyun apologized with a smile.
"Hmph...that's more like it." The old Taoist priest quickly came to his senses upon hearing this. Seeing that she already knew what was going on with the woman in front of him, he said with considerable satisfaction. At the same time, he reached out and stroked his long white beard. Yan'er, who was beside him and holding Yi Shangyun, kept her eyes wide open and watched him warily.
"It's getting late, and it's freezing outside. I have some silver here, please accept it, Daoist. Go to the small shop ahead and have some hot food before you go home and rest." With that, Yi Shangyun took out a bag of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the old Daoist.
Yan'er was extremely unwilling to see this, and she pouted and tugged hard at the hem of Yi Shangyun's clothes.
The old Taoist priest looked at the heavy silver in his hand and after a long while said, "Miss is kind-hearted, but I have always refused to accept rewards without merit... How about I cast a divination for you?"
"There's really no need, Daoist Master, I don't believe in this. Besides, I've often heard people say: the more you calculate your fate, the thinner it becomes... You should take this silver and go home quickly," Yi Shangyun said again with a smile, trying to persuade him kindly.
But the old Taoist priest seemed determined not to leave, and suddenly spoke to Yi Shangyun, "Miss, you did not originally belong here. Am I right?"
Upon hearing this, Yi Shangyun was startled and immediately looked up into the old Taoist's eyes.
After a moment, she said, "Since you insist, could you please help me look at something else?"
"What is it?" the old Taoist priest asked seriously.
"Yan'er, step aside and let the Taoist priest go in to talk. You stay here and guard him," Yi Shangyun instructed Yan'er. Yan'er tried to stop him, but was stopped by Yi Shangyun's firm and stern gaze.
"Please, Daoist Master!" Only then did the old Daoist slowly step into the back gate of the Yi residence at Yi Shangyun's invitation.
"May I ask how you, Master, could tell that I didn't originally belong here?" Yi Shangyun asked, puzzled. How could anyone in this world know that she was a person from another time and space who had traveled here?
"This is a secret of heaven, and cannot be revealed," the old Taoist replied succinctly.
"I wonder what exactly the young lady wants me to see?" the old Taoist priest asked, just as the two of them arrived in front of him.
So, Yi Shangyun pointed to the wall that was now standing in front of the two of them, a wall that he was all too familiar with, whether in the 21st century or in this Western Qin Kingdom, and said, "Daoist, please help me see if there is anything strange about this wall?"
The old Taoist priest slowly looked in the direction the cloud on his clothes pointed, but suddenly seemed to be startled by something and paused for a moment.
He continued stroking his white beard while pacing back and forth along the wall, his other hand occasionally making calculations with his fingers.
Half a day later, she suddenly asked, "May I ask if you were born on the day when the nine stars aligned?"
“Indeed, the Taoist priest is truly highly skilled, even able to foresee this,” Yi Shangyun said with great surprise.
She was born on March 10, 1982, a day that coincided with a rare alignment of nine planets. The village elders said she was born to do great things, but who would have thought that such a time-traveling event would happen.
“That makes sense. No wonder I saw an aura of nobility swirling above your mansion’s backyard from afar. And when I first met you, Miss, your face…” The old Taoist priest suddenly stopped speaking mysteriously, staring intently at the small, malignant shadow on your clothes and veil.
"Master, how is it?" Yi Shangyun asked anxiously, full of anticipation.
The old Taoist priest seemed startled by Yi Shangyun's questioning, so he pretended to ask, "What does Miss want to ask about this wall?"
"I want to know if this wall is the gateway to my return? Because it was when this wall, like a door, was opened and emitted a dazzling light that I came to this world. If so, what is the opportunity to open this gateway again?"
"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?" the old Taoist priest asked leisurely.
Yi Shangyun, however, was so excited that she almost cried. "Daoist Master, please tell me! I have been lingering in this strange world for a long time. I want to go home, I must go back. My lover has disappeared, and I don't even know what happened to him. But I know that I cannot live without him. I really miss him so much."
After saying these seemingly heart-wrenching words, she became so agitated that her legs went weak, and she slumped down, her eyes lowered, and she cried sadly.
"Miss's legs..." At this moment, the old Taoist seemed to notice something unusual about her legs and asked.
"Hmph... This is from being forced to kneel in the freezing cold. I'm afraid it won't be long before it's ruined..." Yi Shangyun looked at his legs, which were struggling to move and were feeling increasingly worse lately, and sneered, saying dejectedly.
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest hurriedly stretched out a hand, intending to use his profound internal energy to heal him.
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