Chapter 761 Can I not go?
Were you that busy yesterday?
Song Chunxue looked at Huoxiang in surprise, "Did someone come yesterday?"
"Mainly, a group of people heard from somewhere that you had a treasure, or maybe those evil spirits used some kind of tracking talisman to find out you were here. In any case, we arrested three suspicious people one after another."
At this point, Huo Xiang stroked her chin with considerable displeasure, "However, we didn't expect that the Wang family would send people to burn down the wedding banquet. But after we dealt with them, we were about to come back to ask for a cup of celebratory wine when we saw your son taking people to the government office."
"Then why didn't you come?" Song Chunxue patted her mouth to herself. "It's my fault for forgetting to invite you, but given our current relationship, you shouldn't mind these formalities."
Huo Xiang took a sip of wine and reached out to touch Xiao Bai, but Xiao Bai turned its head away from him, as if to say, "Don't disturb me while I'm eating meat."
He laughed, crossed his legs and swung them around. "I'm afraid my face is too handsome and I might steal the groom's thunder. Besides, I always openly declare myself the Demon Lord in public, but if all the kids in your yard knew that their grandmother was close to a demon cultivator, it would be a lot of trouble. So I decided against it. The whole yard is full of chatter, and I dislike little kids the most."
I didn't realize he was so considerate.
Song Chunxue smiled and cupped her hands, "Your Excellency is so thoughtful, but you are overthinking it. Those who came yesterday were all our own people. Children don't know anything about demonic cultivators. But you said you stole my son's thunder, tsk, is this your original face? It is indeed very eye-catching. No one would believe you are an evil cultivator."
Huo Xiang chuckled, "You think I've changed my skin because of the face my parents gave me?"
"How beautiful must your wife be? And your children must be adorable, right?"
When Huo Xiang mentioned his wife and children, he shook his head slightly.
He looked up at the distant, undulating mountains, his eyes filled with sorrow.
“She wasn’t as pretty as me, but I just couldn’t get her out of my mind. At first, she would get jealous and say that my maids dressed too flamboyantly. Later,” he sighed deeply, heartbroken, “she wouldn’t even look at me twice. She even took her daughter to the south and didn’t come back for half a year.”
Seeing his dejected and sad appearance, Song Chunxue opened her mouth but didn't know how to comfort him.
Who would have thought that the Demon Lord would be such a devoted and infatuated lover? It's truly rare.
"So you're different from those men with three wives and four concubines. That's truly rare. I'll toast you, my lord, and wish you and your wife a long and happy marriage." Song Chunxue raised the wine pot to him.
Thank you for your kind words.
He shook the wine jug, let out a burp, and his jet-black hair was tied back, making him look handsome and carefree.
Song Chunxue really wanted to ask him how he maintained his youthful appearance; she was so envious she was practically drooling.
"I've had a great meal today, so I won't bother you any longer. Once you've discussed it with your family, we'll set off. It shouldn't take more than three days."
He lazily got up, one hand behind his back, his purple cloud boots tightly wrapped around his calves, and gently floated down the mountain.
"The trip won't last too long, at least half a month, at most a month, so please don't worry, Lord Xie."
"knew."
Song Chunxue rubbed Xiaobai's head, thinking to herself, no wonder Lao Si said before that he wanted to find a man to keep her from running away.
It hasn't been long, but she no longer loves traveling far away as much as before.
Afterwards, she sat in meditation in the mountains, with a tiger and a fox protecting her. The autumn wind swept through the fallen leaves, fluttering and brushing past her ears. The atmosphere of heaven and earth became desolate, yet incomparably clear.
She closed her eyes tightly, concentrating on sensing the world around her, feeling the sunlight on her face change from scorching to almost no warmth, before bidding farewell to the two spirit beasts and leisurely descending the mountain.
I bought some snacks on the street to appease the children. Just as I arrived at my second son's house, I saw two Taoist priests walk into the alley.
One of them looked somewhat familiar.
Song Chunxue didn't intend to pay attention, but she heard someone running over.
"Master Song, please wait. We need to speak with you."
Song Chunxue stopped and noticed that one of the young Taoist priests was the disciple of Master Xu, whom she had met at the Hu family's house that day.
They've chased us all this way, are they planning to have a sparring match?
She turned and stood on the steps, looking down at the two approaching figures.
"What do you want with me?"
The young Taoist priest bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Master Song. We are passing through this area. Please come to my temple for tea tomorrow."
As he spoke, he held a poster above his head and presented it to Song Chunxue.
"My son just got married, and I'm quite busy these days. I'll go after I'm done with my work." She wasn't going to go to someone's temple to be humiliated; it was clearly someone who was still upset about losing last time and wanted to settle things once and for all.
"My name is Wen Qianqiu, a Taoist priest from Xianyun Temple. I have long admired the great name of Taoist Song and sincerely invite you to the temple for a chat. Taoist Zhang and your disciple will also be going."
"I've heard that some wandering Taoist priests have been inquiring about Qingshan Temple recently, especially since Master Song has a treasure. It seems that the Master has run into trouble. If we could visit each other often, we could help each other out. As fellow practitioners, we should help each other."
Even they've heard about it?
It seems she needs to leave with Huoxiang as soon as possible to lure away those ill-intentioned people.
She would regret it for the rest of her life if it affected her child.
“Very well, I will pay a visit tomorrow. However, my senior brother is in seclusion, and my disciple has not learned any skills. I can go alone.”
Wen Qianqiu cupped his hands in greeting, the sword at his waist adorned with a long red tassel, looking quite imposing.
This swordsman must be superior to Master Xu; tomorrow's journey will be anything but simple.
It might not be a trap.
"Then I won't bother you any longer, goodbye."
Take care.
The eldest son and Hongying's family will be leaving tomorrow, so Song Chunxue packed a lot of snacks and candies for the children and also distributed some travel money.
The children were making so much noise that her head was throbbing, so after dinner she went to the Xie residence.
Going around the main gate was too far, so she simply climbed over the wall.
If others found out, they would definitely embellish the story and make a big fuss about it.
Xie Zheng was soaking his feet, with a book in his hand.
Seeing her enter, he picked up a cloth to wipe his feet and went to wash his hands.
Just as Song Chunxue was about to sit down, he pulled her into his arms.
“You’re finally back.” He rested his chin on her shoulder. “Just came from the kids?”
"Mmm." Song Chunxue leaned lazily against him, closed her eyes and said softly, "I'm going on a long trip the day after tomorrow, for at least half a month, and at most a month."
Xie Zheng paused for a moment, then unconsciously tightened his arms around himself.
"I'll go with you?" He frowned, belatedly asking, "Where are we going, and who are you going with? Is there something important?"
He turned the person around to face him. "Didn't your senior brother tell you not to go out?"
Song Chunxue gave a detailed explanation.
"Go with Huo Xiang?" Xie Zheng frowned even more deeply. "Have Liu Chunshu go with you."
Um?
Song Chunxue opened her eyes. What was he worried about?
"Okay." If that put his mind at ease, she agreed. "Then I'll borrow him for a month."
"Sigh, can we not go?" A month is too long, longer than the time they've spent together.
P.S.: Sorry, something came up, only one chapter tonight.
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