Although they had only met for less than an afternoon, Feng Xue already had a very good impression of Han Qianling. She even worried about him, saying, "If Zhuque gets angry, he might revoke your emissary status and even deprive you of your right to rule the Northland..."
"You're putting the cart before the horse when you say that." Han Qianling gently reminded Feng Xue, "I became the Lord of the North, and I earned the qualification to enter the Holy Land. All of this was just to find Jiujiang. It has nothing to do with my own needs."
"I want to see him." Han Qianling almost sighed, "I can't wait, even more than a fish wants water."
…
In one night, the team underwent six cross-realm teleportations. Feng Xue had previously spent a full month in the Suzaku Realm, traveling from south to east, then from east to north, and finally from the north to the central Phoenix Palace. Yet, even that single night hadn't been as tiring as this one.
"Men in love are so scary." Feng Xue praised sincerely: "If Da Vinci had discovered you earlier, he wouldn't have said that there is no perpetual motion machine in the world."
Han Qianling didn't quite understand Feng Xue's description, but he smiled quietly and accepted all the other party's praise frankly.
"...Actually, I'm not praising you." Feng Xue said weakly.
On the morning of the next day, the Suzaku messenger finally arrived at the Azure Dragon Realm.
For Qinglong Academy, the visit of the Suzaku envoy was also very sudden - the news was just received yesterday, and today they are going to welcome a team of envoys, but the person they are going to send to the holy land has not yet been found.
But the academy's ethos was always generous and easygoing, and even before the envoy was chosen, it displayed an unconventional composure. Facing the Suzaku envoy's visit, the academy decided to welcome him with the entire student body.
So the first step Han Qianling took into the courtyard, he was completely immersed in the ocean of people.
Han Qianling: "..."
Even though he had thought of everything, he had never expected that Qinglong Academy would have such a way of welcoming people.
To be fair, even though the Qinglong students came out in full force, they didn't appear disorganized. Instead, there was a calm and orderly atmosphere. They had made an agreement the night before. From the main gate to the alley, from the edge of Fufeng to the lake, every part of the envoy's route was lined with students in green robes, and there was no sign of congestion anywhere.
Because the academy was full of a strong academic atmosphere, Han Qianling's group was also asked many questions. Although the students had already divided themselves into groups, the questioning process was orderly and there was no rush of shouting, but having ten people answer the questions of thousands of people was inherently torturous.
Han Qianling decisively ended this torment between his third answers. He proactively posed a question to the students of the academy: "I also have something I would like to ask you—of all things in the world, what is the most difficult? And what is the easiest?"
“…”
This is not an easy question to answer, as there is no single, definitive answer. Everyone can be right, but it's hard to find a single statement that everyone agrees on.
Amidst the crowd, low murmurs merged into a murmur, occasionally accompanied by a few discordant murmurs. The Suzaku messengers let out a long sigh, their faces revealing both relief at having survived the ordeal and admiration for Han Qianling's masterful ability to use a single ounce of force to achieve a significant result.
Seeing the entire academy energized by his question, Han Qianling's face remained expressionless. He didn't care about the answer to this question; he simply wanted a chance to focus his consciousness and search for the person in his memory.
A long laugh came from the distant shore of the lake.
Someone stepped on the water, a wave of people approaching, their dark-colored hems rustling in the wind. His voice, tinged with a touch of laughter, blended with the youth's clear voice, creating the most beautiful rhythm in the world: "In my opinion, the most difficult thing in the world is to betray your deep love."
Han Qianling suddenly turned around!
"What about Zui Yi?" His voice was not loud, but his eyes were trembling slightly with excitement.
"It's the easiest..." In the blink of an eye, the man had crossed the lake and came over. The students of the academy spontaneously made way for him so that he could look directly at the Suzaku messenger without having to go around any obstacles.
He walked to Han Qianling's side.
He raised his hand and held Han Qianling's hand.
"The easiest thing... is to miss you face to face."
Apart from Luo Jiujiang, who else could be so capable of moving Han Qianling's emotions and holding his hand without hesitation?
Only Luo Jiujiang.
He exerted a little force on his arm, and Han Qianling leaned forward, following his force. Their shoulders bumped intimately, a tacit understanding like they had countless times on the Seven Islands.
They haven't seen each other for a long time, but it seems like they just parted yesterday.
The moment their palms touched and their temperatures collided, thoughts and memories hotter than body temperature rose from their hearts, slowly covering their chests, making their gazes glued together, and neither of them was willing to separate.
"Jiujiang..." Han Qianling muttered the name comfortably, as if uttering those two words was the ultimate enjoyment in life. His expression was calm, like a tabby cat being tickled under the chin with just the right amount of force.
"Qianling." Luo Jiujiang also said the other party's name with a low laugh, and quickly said: "Come, let's go first."
They held hands, their toes tapping across the emerald water. Just like countless years before, with just a glance, they could understand each other's direction, without even a degree of error.
During the short conversation between the two of them, all the students in the academy seemed to be stunned, stupid, and fainted. They stared at the two figures, one blue and one black, unable to utter a word, making no sound, and even couldn't help but slow down their breathing.
Until these two colors, which could not have been more perfectly matched and harmonious, soared into the air together, until they had floated to the center of the lake, the envoys from the Suzaku Realm shouted first, "Our leader!" They were confused and angry: "What kind of sorcery is this? Where have you taken our envoys?"
However, the voices of the students in the academy were louder than theirs.
This sound echoed from the crowd, first one or two, then thousands, and finally all the students cheered like mountains and seas, completely drowning out the voices of the Suzaku messengers in the waves of joy. They only shouted two words over and over again: "Luo Lang! Luo Lang! Luo Lang!"
The author has something to say: Thanks to Mobeijun for the rocket launcher x2
Thanks to Tanxia for the mine x1
Thanks to Aci for the mine x1
Thanks to Jiuqi for the mine x1
Thanks for the mines x1
Thanks to Glutinous Rice Feather "Mao" for the mine x1
Thanks to Chu Jia Shaojiu for the mine x1
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