Chapter 767 The Silly Companion
Sitting in the spacious and comfortable carriage, Song Chunxue lifted the curtain and watched Xie Zheng's figure grow smaller and smaller, yet he remained standing in the same spot.
This feeling is hard to describe, but it's different from every previous trip.
From now on, she will be someone who is always on people's minds.
Children are different from the person they share a bed with.
Children have their own children and spouses; they won't always be thinking about you.
The person beside you in bed is initially a lover, but later becomes family.
I wonder if she and Xie Zheng will become family.
Huo Xiang came in from outside and saw Song Chunxue gazing out the window in a daze. She smiled.
"What, are you so reluctant to part with Lord Xie?"
Just now, in order not to make Xie Zheng jealous, Huo Xiang rode on horseback.
But this carriage was specially made, and ordinary weapons couldn't get in, so he naturally wouldn't bother riding a horse.
A carriage followed behind, carrying the two men's maids and female guards.
Wu Shuang and Wu Bing were in the carriage behind.
Song Chunxue looked away. "I am a little reluctant to leave. How long will we be gone?"
"It will take at least seven or eight days, and we might encounter some roadblocks along the way, but don't worry, I'll handle it." Huo Xiang raised an eyebrow. "If Lord Xie finds out I'm in the same carriage, will he be extremely jealous?"
"Then I'll go to the back." She said, getting up.
"No, this carriage is impervious to swords and spears. You go to the back. I can only travel in the same carriage as your beautiful maid. Everyone loves beauty. If I can't help but flirt with her, I will feel guilty and feel sorry for you, Madam."
Huo Xiang crossed her arms and said, "Let's play chess."
“…No.” Song Chunxue put the face mask on and lay down to the side. “I want to sleep.”
"..." Looking at the person in front of her who had transformed into a man, Huo Xiang's expression was indescribable.
"Who gave you such a good thing?" Huo Xiang asked, puzzled. "You don't even go out, why would you turn yourself into a man?"
"I feel comfortable lying down like this. Just pretend I'm a man." The swaying carriage made her eyelids grow heavier and heavier. "Go to sleep. Call me if you need anything."
"..." She had hoped to have someone to talk to to relieve her boredom, but she fell asleep as soon as she got on the bus.
He finds it difficult to read books and novels, and sitting like this is so boring.
But listening to her long, even breathing, Huo Xiang swayed and became sleepy. She then lay down on the narrow couch opposite her and suddenly realized that she was even more sleepy when she was close to the carriage.
And so, the huge carriage was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.
After an unknown amount of time, Song Chunxue was awakened by the sounds of fighting.
If I heard correctly, the voice was coming from above my head.
She yawned and sat up. The road in the middle of the field was wide open, and the mountains at the end of the road were outlined by the setting sun with the charm of an ink painting.
She slept for a long time.
She rummaged through her storage ring, took some of the food that Lord Xie had prepared for her, and put it on a plate, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.
Lord Xie is so thoughtful; he has prepared fruits, snacks, dried meat, roast chicken, steamed buns, rolls, and even stir-fried cabbage—everything you could want.
He must have discovered that items stored in the storage ring wouldn't spoil, which is why he was so well-prepared.
The carriage didn't stop, and the sounds of fighting gradually faded away. Song Chunxue didn't even bother to peek out, eating a steamed bun in one hand and a chicken wing in the other with relish.
Seeing the teapot on the low table in the middle, she poured herself a cup to soothe her throat—it was wonderful.
Just as she was sucking her fingers, intending to put the rest of the items back into her storage ring, Huo Xiang jumped in from outside.
"You're hogging the food, aren't you? You didn't even call me. I'm starving after fighting for so long, and you want to take it back? Big sister, I've been pretty good to you before, haven't I?"
Song Chunxue wiped her fingers with a handkerchief and pushed the plate with her knuckles. "You eat, you eat. I didn't mean to clear it away. I just jostled it a bit and was afraid it would fall on the ground and get dirty."
Huo Xiang sat down, tore off a chicken leg, ate a couple of bites, and couldn't help but nod.
"Why is the roast chicken I buy either too salty or tastes weird? Where do you buy yours? The taste is just right."
"Master Xie's cook made this himself, and there's also braised pig's trotters. Would you like some tomorrow?"
Huo Xiang grabbed the remaining half of a steamed bun to cleanse her palate. "Of course, I'm a picky eater, but I keep encountering unpalatable food."
Isn't that obvious? Otherwise, why would it be considered picky?
"Who was that person you were fighting just now? Is he dead?"
"If he were so easy to kill, why would I fight him? I could have wiped him out with a flick of my finger." Huo Xiang gnawed the bone clean, not even letting go of the small crunchy bones. "He escaped, but his hand was broken and he was seriously injured. He won't dare to show himself for a while."
As Song Chunxue sipped her tea, she discovered that there was something mysterious inside the carriage.
The tea on the table was always hot.
"Was that person after you or Wuyou? I have a feeling you're setting me up."
Huo Xiang smiled slyly, "Guess."
There's no need to guess, he clearly admitted it!
"You'd better go easy on me, or you'll kill me." Song Chunxue bowed and shook her head. "Thank you, Your Excellency."
"What a load of rubbish! We're all in the same boat now. Can't you trust me a little more?" Huo Xiang said disdainfully. "I'm just playing around when I'm bored. Next time I encounter someone like this, I'll send my subordinates to show you the strength of our disciples."
Song Chunxue smiled without saying a word.
After eating and drinking her fill, Huoxiang leaned against the carriage wall and took a comfortable nap.
"I'd like to find someone to sing to cheer me up, but my wife will get jealous if she finds out," he said with a raised eyebrow and a smile. "How about I have your female bodyguard come over?"
“Okay,” Song Chunxue poked her head out, “Wu…”
"Forget it, young girls are too naive. What if they get captivated by my face and start pestering me?" Huo Zun lazily swung his leg and picked his teeth. "How about we chat about some interesting things in the martial arts world?"
"..." I've seen narcissists, but I've never seen anyone this narcissistic.
Although Huo Xiang's face is indeed not bad, the Wu sisters are so beautiful, how could they not have seen handsome young men?
"By the way, on this journey to find the treasure, you might be able to see Lord Zhao again, and that old snake as well."
Song Chunxue's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"It's not just them, probably everyone in the cultivation world will go there, including those old things that no one has seen in the last hundred years, and young people who think they have made some progress. They all want to see that treasure land and see if they can find anything good."
"Can I not go?" Song Chunxue took out Wuyou. "Why don't you just take him to open the door?"
Huo Xiang stared at her, as if to say, "What do you think?"
Examining the structure of Wuyou carefully, Song Chunxue couldn't help but wonder, "Will I ever encounter a weapon as powerful as Wuyou?"
It would be best to ask my senior brother and Lord Xie for one.
If each child had one, she could finally put her mind at ease.
That seems a bit too greedy.
"Of course, once you open that door, you'll find all sorts of rare and precious materials, magical artifacts and swords. It all depends on whether you can handle them."
As he spoke, Huo Xiang raised his hand, and a black dragon sword full of murderous intent appeared in his hand.
"I obtained this sword with great difficulty. It is both righteous and evil. My master managed to suppress its spirit. Otherwise, the consequences of using this sword to kill enemies would be unpredictable. I am currently seeking a way to dispel its evil aura. If I were to be killed by my own sword one day, I would be laughed to death by my acquaintances in the afterlife."
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