Chapter 739 Heavenly Secrets Must Not Be Revealed
Upon hearing what Lord Xie said, Song Chunxue blushed.
She raised her hand to cover Xie Zheng's mouth, "It's not that serious, don't make it sound so serious. We're not young anymore, don't say such mushy things."
"Okay, I'll say less in the future."
Xie Zheng pulled her to sit down. Although he felt a little disappointed, this was his honest opinion.
But he was more interested in whether she had been injured on her trip.
“No, I’m with Master Han this time. If I get injured while he’s with me, he’ll definitely feel like that’s a slap in the face to him.” Song Chunxue stood up. “I’m thirsty. I’ll go to the kitchen to get something to drink.”
Xie Zheng took her hand and said, "Have someone bring it over."
Song Chunxue laughed and said, "They don't know what I want to drink."
"Um."
He knew that he was acting very unlike the usual Lord Xie, but he was too old-fashioned when he was young and had never experienced the intensity of love. Now, perhaps he was getting older and things were beyond his control, so he just followed his heart.
All he knew was that Song Chunxue was back, and he couldn't concentrate on any books; all he wanted was to be closer to her.
He thought to himself that she had just frowned. He realized he should be more careful, or he might offend her and suffer the consequences.
Upon arriving in the kitchen, Song Chunxue found the fermented vegetable broth and, together with the cook, prepared two bowls, intending to take them to her room to cool before drinking.
Just then, Liu Chunshu returned from outside.
"Master Song is back," he said with a smile, picking up the bowl in his hand. "Would you like some liangpi (cold skin noodles)?"
"Mmm, one bowl, please." She wasn't hungry.
"I'll bring them over in a bit. The plums and pears are ready for Yuhuang to eat too. I'll wash some and bring them over." Liu Chunshu waved his hand. "Go and keep the adults company."
Song Chunxue sighed helplessly, thinking there was no rush.
Could it be that she's been too busy these past few days and doesn't find them long?
After dinner, they talked about what had happened in the past few days. Xie Zheng mentioned that Sanwa had made great progress in recent days and was becoming more and more experienced in handling affairs.
After chatting about the weather, Song Chunxue, who had been extremely busy for several days, suddenly felt exhausted and very sleepy when she had some free time.
She didn't stand on ceremony, saying, "My eyelids are really heavy, I'll take a nap."
Xie Zheng picked up a book. "Okay, go to sleep if you're sleepy. I'll read for a while first."
Song Chunxue pulled the blanket over herself, put her head on the pillow, and fell asleep in no time.
I slept very soundly; I haven't felt this sleepy in a long time.
As dawn broke, Song Chunxue suddenly jumped out of bed.
"Oh no, oh no, Senior Brother and Master Han are going back to the capital today. I wonder if they overslept."
Xie Zheng slowly opened his eyes. "Not yet, it's not dawn yet, there's still time."
"Would you like to see them off? Do you want to come along? I'll take you." She quickly got up and put on her clothes.
"Can you carry it?" He was worried that Song Chunxue would have a hard time because the mountain in front of them was steep.
"I can circle up the mountain. How is your injury? Will it affect your walking?"
Xie Zheng lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. "I'm much better now, it doesn't affect me much."
He just didn't sleep well last night and hasn't woken up yet.
I washed my face with cold water and felt much more awake.
Just as the two of them were about to go up the mountain, they suddenly saw three people appear in the courtyard.
"Senior Brother, why are you all up so early? Didn't we agree to leave at noon?" She secretly rejoiced that she had gotten up early.
Lord Zhao stepped forward with a smile, "I've come to see Lord Xie. I haven't had a chance to visit you these past few days."
Xie Zheng cupped his hands in greeting, "I've been recovering from my injuries recently and haven't been able to properly entertain you two Taoist priests. I feel bad about that and I'll have to trouble you to make the trip again."
Master Han walked up to him and put his hand on his shoulder. "Don't be so formal. Come inside and let me take your pulse. I heard you were seriously injured, almost..."
Xie Zheng sighed helplessly, staring at him, not wanting him to say it.
Master Han laughed, "I didn't mean to laugh at you, I just think those people are really despicable."
Song Chunxue looked at her senior brother behind her, stood aside and raised her hand, saying, "Senior brother, you look much better."
The Taoist priest smiled and said, "If you don't get better after taking Lord Zhao's medicine, wouldn't that ruin his reputation?"
The group entered the house chatting and laughing, had breakfast together, and enjoyed their conversation.
It's hard to meet and even harder to part. It's rare for like-minded people to get together, and now we have to go our separate ways, which inevitably makes us a little sad.
Lord Zhao and Lord Han both prepared medicine for Xie Zheng's injuries.
They also left many cultivation books on the mountain, telling them to read them when they had time and not to waste them.
Song Chunxue's eyes were filled with joy. "Senior Brother Han Daoist is so kind. I will definitely cultivate diligently and live up to your good intentions."
Lord Zhao had witnessed her tenacity; she was a woman of her word and never wavered when it came to cultivation.
"Alright, then let's wait until next time we meet to see how well my junior brother has fared."
Before they knew it, it was noon, and it was time for them to leave.
Upon reaching the door, Lord Zhao and Taoist Han turned to look at the three of them.
Take good care of yourself.
"treasure."
The sword floated in the air, and the autumn wind brushed against my face.
Lord Zhao looked at Daoist Han and asked, "Do you think they can all overcome this obstacle?"
Master Han remained calm and composed, saying, "Good people are always blessed by Heaven; why worry unnecessarily?"
"Didn't Lord Zhao see things quite clearly before? Now that he thinks they're one of our own, he's become blind?" Master Han said casually. "Although the ways of Heaven are unfair, they are not ordinary people. You can rest assured that there will be good news in three years."
Lord Zhao asked curiously, "What did you see?"
Master Han smiled slightly, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."
Watching their figures disappear into the alley, the three remained silent for a long time.
"If you have nothing else, senior brother, shall we go to the study to have a chat?" Lord Xie asked the Daoist.
Song Chunxue looked at them with her hands folded together. "Looks like you're not planning to invite me. I'm going to practice my sword now. The weather's nice today."
Master Zhang teased her as he watched her stance, "I didn't expect you to be such a sword fanatic. The great responsibility of our mountain will fall on your shoulders. Practice hard, because we might need you to protect us in the future."
"Senior brother, you're joking. You should go into seclusion and recover as soon as possible. I'd rather wait to be protected by the two of you," she said, casually twirling her sword. "I just have a lot of energy but nowhere to use it, so I like practicing swordsmanship."
Lord Xie smiled but remained silent.
He understood that she was very worried about her senior brother's condition, but she didn't dare to ask in detail.
"Let's go, I have a few things to tell you."
Lord Xie looked at him and said, "Why don't you stay on the mountain and cultivate in seclusion? Wouldn't it be better to have your disciple watching over you?"
As they spoke, they went into the study.
Song Chunxue stood on the other side of the courtyard wall, pursing her lips in thought.
She planned to go see Yu Wanqing again.
In the cultivation world, Yu Wanqing always had the best information. He knew how to talk to different people and that anything that could be solved with money wasn't a big deal.
This can be considered making the best use of resources.
She practiced swordsmanship in the backyard for two hours, and learned at lunchtime that her senior brother had already left.
At the dinner table, Song Chunxue asked directly, "Where does Senior Brother plan to go to recuperate and cultivate in seclusion?"
"I haven't decided yet. I advised him to stay on the mountain, but I don't know if he listened," Lord Xie said gently. "Try to persuade him again; perhaps he will listen."
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