Chapter 834 I'm Cold Too
“I am not lying. In the current situation of the court, everyone is struggling to survive. As an official of the court, I have no reason to seek survival by compromise.”
Song Chunxue lowered her eyes for a moment, "That's right, we can't stay out of it when it comes to our country and the world."
Xie Zheng held her hands in his palms, "As long as you have me in your heart, no matter how far away or how difficult it is, I will be happy to endure it."
She didn't want to hear such sweet words, nor could she bear to.
Given a second chance, she didn't want to resign herself to fate, but instead fought hard for it.
Time flies when you're in a gentle, loving place.
Song Chunxue went to bed early last night and got up to meditate before dawn.
Last night's conversation made her realize that her current strength is not enough. If she wants to broaden her path, she must continuously become stronger so that she can do everything without relying on others.
Therefore, meditation and sword practice are essential.
However, just as she sat down, Xie Zheng woke up.
He didn't say anything, but simply put on his coat, turned her head and pressed his cheek against hers, then sat cross-legged to meditate.
The two men, their eyes half-closed, vied for the secrets of heaven, meditating intently from the hour of Yin to the hour of Chen.
After that, the two of them got ready.
Judging from her expression, Xie Zheng had already guessed that she had changed her mind.
"It's time to go back," he said, taking her hand in one hand and finishing his medicine in the other. "I'm cured, and I'll set off today."
He would only dare to ask her to come to his side once the situation stabilized next year.
Song Chunxue nodded, "I believe they can get you to the capital safely. I need to go back and take care of some things."
She didn't say when she would visit him, so as not to disappoint him.
Moreover, the matter was accomplished in secrecy.
Once she made up her mind, she would work towards that goal.
Xie Zheng saw her off at the door, which was seen by Liu Chunshu.
"Master Song, are you leaving already? Your master will be heartbroken." He sighed. "Alas, you really shouldn't marry a woman who's too formidable."
Song Chunxue looked at him, nodded and smiled, "That makes sense."
Xie Zheng gave him a warning look.
Liu Chunshu said with a forced smile, "Hehe, please forgive me, sir. What I meant was that you two are evenly matched and a perfect match. I wouldn't be interested in someone who is too obedient."
Xie Zheng took her hand and led her outside. "Ignore him. He'll behave after a few beatings."
That's true, but Xie Zheng isn't the kind of master who punishes his servants at the drop of a hat.
They walked along the road where the ice and snow were melting, their shoes getting heavier and heavier with mud.
"I'm leaving."
"Yes, once I learn to fly on a sword, I'll come to Jincheng to see you."
Song Chunxue stepped forward and hugged him, disregarding the stares of others, and gently patted his back.
"Lord Xie, I will come to see you as soon as possible. Take good care of yourself in the capital. It was my fault before. I thought I could let go easily, but I was wrong."
"..."
"Xie Zheng, wait for me." She turned her head and nuzzled his neck before stepping back.
Xie Zheng stood there, staring blankly at her, like a bowl of freshly boiled noodle soup, with bubbles bubbling out in a frenzy.
That's enough. With those words, he won't back down even if he encounters a flood or a ferocious beast.
...
At noon, she returned to Qingshan Temple.
Master Zhang really carried Master Huineng up the mountain and treated him in the Taoist temple.
The poison on the monk's body wouldn't be fatal, but it would make life worse than death; it was a very vicious poison, meant to constantly remind him of its effects.
"Uncle-Master, is he out of danger?"
"That's right, but the poison can't be cured and will remain in his body. If he dares to do something rebellious again, even a god can't save him."
"Understood, thank you for your trouble, Uncle-Master."
"Compared to you, it's just a small favor." Fengyun Daoren's voice carried a hint of helplessness. "Yunqing, if only you could one day..."
“Uncle-Master,” Master Zhang quickly interrupted him, “I am doing well now; it is a blessing that I have survived.”
"Fine, it's not like I just met you yesterday."
Song Chunxue stopped eavesdropping in the courtyard and turned to find her disciples, making sure they were settled before she left on her long journey.
During the meal, Master Zhang seemed quite surprised to see Song Chunxue at the table so soon.
"You're back so soon? I thought you were going to the capital with him."
Song Chunxue scooped up a long noodle and slurped it twice. "No rush."
"Leave the rest to me. I will take good care of your disciples, my disciples, and your nephew. I will also look after your child and those two female guards. Go and do your work with peace of mind."
Sure enough, without even asking, her senior brother could guess what she was thinking.
"Are you really not going on a long trip?" But she was still worried. "Your fellow disciples aren't bothering you anymore, especially your master?"
“With his master here, how could he possibly come?” Master Zhang picked up a piece of pickled cabbage, chewing it with a crisp and refreshing taste.
That seems to make sense; Fengyun Daoren is quite protective of his senior brother.
"Here," Master Zhang tossed her a cloth bag. "Keep this safe; you might need it when you get to the capital. I was the one who brought you two together, not just because I thought it was a happy ending for lovers, but because some paths are too difficult to walk alone, and perhaps by working together you can change the situation."
“A thousand-mile dike can be destroyed by an ant hole, but conversely, many hands make light work. Don’t underestimate your abilities,” he said, putting down his chopsticks and crossing his arms in front of the table. “When I first took you as my junior brother, I sensed an unusual premonition.”
Song Chunxue shook her head. "Don't flatter me. I just don't want to sit and wait for death. I'm also unwilling to have such an opportunity but not to seize this so-called opportunity."
"If you don't compete or fight, how are you any different from plants and trees?"
Master Zhang nodded, "That's right, that's how it should be."
Song Chunxue planned to make careful arrangements here before going to Baiyun Temple in the capital, or perhaps to stay at Lord Zhao's house.
Since everyone says it's dangerous for her to follow Lord Xie, why should she become his dependent and make him the target?
She could very well be Master Song, going where she belongs, becoming someone no one dares to underestimate, rather than a pawn manipulated by any trend.
She had already planned it out: she would use an invisibility talisman to silently blend into the capital, so that those who found her an eyesore would not notice her presence, and she could protect Xie Zheng quietly.
That's right, it's protection.
She realized that if they went to Beijing together, they would only be a burden to each other.
This is true.
Because some people treat them as playthings on a chessboard, even if they themselves are in danger, they will still look down on ants every day while they hold power.
But why must ants simply be content to remain ants?
When Song Chunxue no longer sees herself as a powerless ant, but as an ant capable of shaking a tree, what is there to fear?
At that moment, her vision suddenly cleared, and she was filled with anticipation for the future.
Five days later, after making thorough preparations, she came to say goodbye to her senior brother.
It was 3:45 AM, and the sky was still dark.
After she dressed warmly, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.
"Squeak~"
Her senior brother was already waiting for her.
"Are you leaving so early because you're worried that those kids will make it hard for you to leave?"
Song Chunxue lowered her head. "It's not like I'm not coming back. Why make them get up so early to take me? It's so cold."
"I'm not cold?" Master Song walked out with his hands tucked into his sleeves.
"Then why are you opening the door?"
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