Chapter 1064 You Shouldn't Be Nostalgic



Chapter 1064 You Shouldn't Be Nostalgic

Song Chunxue looked at Huineng, who was wearing a veil, wondering how he would respond.

Huineng quickly glanced at Song Chunxue's face and whispered, "That was a long time ago..."

“That’s a matter from his past life, it doesn’t count in this life,” Song Chunxue said generously. “Second Senior Brother, please guide me in the future.”

"I wouldn't call it giving you pointers, but I like your personality. It seems you've let go of the past." Changhe pointed to a seat not far away. "Let's sit down and talk."

"Hmm." Song Chunxue looked at her senior sister Fangyue, wondering if she had gone to such lengths to dress her up so that she wouldn't look so pathetic when she saw Huineng.

She no longer cared what she was like in the eyes of this old friend. She worried about what Xie Zheng would think if he knew that the person she had come to see today was Huineng.

Hopefully, I won't overthink it.

She didn't try to find a way to see her old friend.

After she sat down, the exquisite dishes were served, but she only took a couple of bites.

Fangyue reminisced with Changhe, while Song Chunxue quietly ate her food.

She barely looked up, because she could see Huineng if she did.

"I heard you've been in seclusion for the past two years and your cultivation has improved a lot. Congratulations."

Huineng took the initiative to talk to her.

Song Chunxue looked up and said, "Thank you."

Two simple words, polite and distant, indicating no intention to continue the conversation.

Are all five of them alright?

"Everything is fine, everything is good." She picked up a piece of vegetarian food and thought that the food was a bit bland today, but the color of the dishes was impeccable.

"I heard that you and Xie Zheng are going to become Daoist partners?"

Song Chunxue looked at him, "Yes, I'm thinking of doing that."

"Well then, congratulations."

"Thank you," Song Chunxue said calmly. "And you?"

"Practicing both Buddhism and Taoism is neither fish nor fowl, but I am so happy that I don't want to leave."

He wore a faint smile. The feng shui of the capital city was good for people; his skin was fair and no different from a few years ago, showing no signs of the hardships of life.

"That's good. Stay true to yourself, do what you want to do, and have fewer regrets," she said, then realized she was showing off her limited knowledge in front of him. "Congratulations to you too."

His smile widened. "Don't you think I'm being too greedy?"

"You have a good appetite and can digest it well, that's your skill." She picked up a delicate pastry and put it in her mouth, thinking that this dish suited her taste perfectly.

"Is the eldest still in the countryside? Isn't he the most troublesome one?"

Song Chunxue looked up. "You shouldn't have asked these questions."

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment. "That's fine. I just find it hard to forget their existence, and the years I spent in Li Family Village."

Song Chunxue said coldly, "It's better to recall less; it's not good for your cultivation."

He hesitated, wanting to say that he was no longer just practicing cultivation, but when the words reached his lips, he felt there was no need to say them.

She doesn't want to hear it.

Seeing her more vibrant spirit than she had a few years ago, Huineng couldn't help but marvel at her remarkable growth.

So far, she is the most surprising cultivator he has ever met.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's been completely transformed.

If he hadn't recognized her eyes, he would have thought she was a noble lady from some wealthy family in the capital the moment he saw her.

She looks much younger and resembles the third brother.

His son's success in the imperial examination was an unexpected surprise.

"If you can't forget, you don't have any potions for forgetting love or flowers for forgetting worries. It's better not to keep thinking about some memories, after all, you're not the same person you used to be."

Song Chunxue offered a nonchalant suggestion, "Otherwise, you'll suffer and take unnecessary detours, it's really not worth it."

This surprised the two senior brothers and sisters who were watching them closely.

What a heartless person.

However, that's not wrong.

"The wedding ceremony is about to begin, shall we go and take a look?" Fangyue said to Song Chunxue with a smile. "Caiwei's wedding dress is very beautiful, it is said to have been made at great expense."

It's just a fancy shackle.

When two people live together, dealing with the mundane realities of daily life, it's hard to recapture the initial excitement and wonder of their first meeting.

This is why she sometimes doesn't really look forward to becoming a Daoist couple.

Why must we be bound together? What if one day we go back on our word? We'll be breaking our vow and being scorned by our ancestors.

She planned to watch other people's wedding ceremony with Fangyue, and then leave.

“Sister, your clothes are so pretty.” A girl of about thirteen years old looked at Song Chunxue. “Which fabric shop is this from? I like this misty green the most. I heard it has a very nice name.”

Song Chunxue was flattered by being called "sister." "According to age, I am your aunt. This color is a bit too delicate for me. It was a gift from someone. I'm sorry, I don't know which family made it."

“It’s alright, you look great in it,” the young girl said bluntly. “From behind, you don’t look like a woman who’s had a child at all. Most women who have given birth have broad and thick backs, but you are very light and graceful. Are you practicing some kind of kung fu?”

Fangyue, standing to the side, smiled and said, "Yes, Junior Sister's swordsmanship is excellent."

"Practicing swordsmanship?" The girl turned to the woman beside her. "Mother, did you hear that? Women can practice swordsmanship too. It not only strengthens the body, but also makes the figure more graceful than dancing."

The woman sighed helplessly, "Shh, keep your voice down, you're being disrespectful."

“Mother, I also like practicing swordsmanship. When I was little, you said that I picked up a short sword during my first birthday celebration. My grandfather also said that I am different from ordinary young ladies. You can’t force me to do needlework anymore.”

The woman seemed afraid that her daughter would speak recklessly and become a laughingstock, so she pulled her daughter away.

Song Chunxue thought to herself, "If only my daughter had been raised like this."

However, she is quite satisfied with Hongying's current condition.

Her granddaughters are studying, but she won't let them learn about the Three Obediences and Four Virtues. I don't know if the children will listen to her.

Next time she goes back, she'll check on them, and if they've spoiled the children, she'll break their legs.

She listened to the chanting of "First bow to heaven and earth, second bow to the parents," and found a quiet place.

As expected, Senior Sister Fangyue has arrived.

"Senior sister, the fellow Daoist you're talking about, could it be Huineng?"

Fangyue chuckled, "Actually, it's Senior Brother Changhe. I only found out these past two days. He also wants to meet you. Will you blame me for taking matters into my own hands?"

“No,” Song Chunxue looked down at her outfit. “I should dress more casually. I feel he’s too nostalgic. It’s not that I’m narcissistic, but I’m worried that he always feels indebted to us, which might cause him to develop inner demons.”

Fangyue shook her head, "No, my second senior brother said he has a high level of comprehension. If he didn't want to take another master, he would have taken him as his disciple."

Song Chunxue nodded, "That's good."

"I'm going back now. I don't feel comfortable in such a lively yet unfamiliar place."

"Aren't you going to see Caiwei?"

"No, it's not too late to see each other again in a few days." Song Chunxue walked towards the door. "Senior sister, I'll go first."

"Let me see you off. I have a few words I want to say to you, but I may not have the chance again." Huineng walked over. "Please."

It would be awkward if I happened to run into Lord Xie when I went out.

"Let's talk here," Song Chunxue said, walking towards the backyard.

Unfortunately, as soon as I entered the garden, I saw three familiar faces in the pavilion.

Really...

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