Dali Dynasty, Nanxing County, Xingzi Town.

A quarter of an hour ago.

On the surface of Xingzi Lake, on a certain section of an ancient floating road covered with stars.

A man and a woman stood quietly, pressed against each other, hugging each other tightly, and the lake beneath their feet reflected a full moon.

The man is seven feet tall, gentle and elegant.

The girl is petite, pretty and charming.

In the distance, there was a man holding a sword with his back to them, as if he was keeping watch.

The man and woman stood on the bright moon, quietly and tenderly.

"Qian'er, why are you crying?"

Zhao Rong frowned and looked at Zhao Qian'er, who was laughing and crying, and said worriedly.

Zhao Qian'er came back to her senses and said, "Nothing, I just thought about some things from my childhood."

Zhao Rong sighed, hugged her, and rocked her gently, like swinging on a swing in the evening breeze. "When you were a child? When you were a child, you were a stupid girl."

There was a hint of smile in his tone.

Zhao Qian'er suddenly said, "...Brother Rong'er."

"Um?"

"Do you remember the eldest lady?"

Zhao Rong was silent for a while and nodded.

"I remember. I was scolded by her a lot in the past, especially when Qingjun and I begged her to let you enter the fourth room. The eldest lady tormented me a lot."

He touched Zhao Qian'er's little head. She was burying her head in his arms, silent and quiet.

"But now that I think about it, I was a bit naughty when I was little. Then I grew up and studied with Mr. Fang. I became more polite and restrained my temper. I'm not that wild anymore. But she is gone now, leaving Qingjun alone."

Zhao Qian'er still didn't say anything, but just rubbed her face against Zhao Rong's chest.

Zhao Rongyu looked up at the moon, his tone hinting of nostalgia.

"Looking back now, the eldest lady is a good person except that she is very strict about the distinction between high and low positions. It's just that when I was a child, I didn't care about this at all. I didn't think Qingjun's position was noble or not. Like you, you were just a little girl who followed around and played and ate for free."

"Hmm."

Seeing Brother Rong'er talking about her and the young lady like this again, Zhao Qian'er twisted her body and punched him twice in disobedience, one of which was for the young lady.

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "So, the eldest lady wanted me to call her Miss Qingjun every day and to do my duty as a servant. I was unwilling to do that. I am not like a stupid girl like you who obeys her every word and respects her."

This time, Zhao Qian'er didn't hit him again, but hugged Zhao Rong tightly.

She seemed to be enjoying this moment of peace and quiet in her busy life with him.

The smile in Zhao Rong's words gradually faded.

On the lake shrouded in the darkness of the night, with stars above and below his head, his gentle voice spoke like a reminiscence.

"These things are in the past. If I could meet the eldest lady again now, it would be very interesting. I don't know how she would view me as her cheap son-in-law. Haha, this was the most troublesome and annoying brat in her eyes before."

"But speaking of it, it's a bit surprising that Qingjun and I were engaged when my mother and I discussed it and agreed to it when the eldest lady was still alive."

"I remember that when my mother told me about it, I didn't believe it at all. However, without her permission and decision, the Duke's Mansion probably wouldn't agree to my engagement with Qingjun, so it's probably true."

Zhao Rong nodded without blushing or beating his heart.

"By the way, did the Madam see very early that I would grow up to be a man of extraordinary bravery and elegance, just like you and Qingjun, a rare talent with a promising future? Alas, the Madam is indeed a man of foresight. Was it a test that she deliberately made things difficult for me before?"

“…”

Zhao Qian'er shook her head and said, "I don't know."

She sniffed, "Brother Rong'er, I miss the Madam a little."

Zhao Rong put away his smile, pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then gently patted the little girl's back.

No words.

Zhao Qian'er hugged Zhao Rong tightly, then suddenly stood on tiptoe, raised her head, squinted her eyes slightly, and lifted her delicate little chin.

From the bottom up, facing him.

Lips slightly pursed.

Like a pink, tender and moist petal, it is soft and fragile in the evening breeze, waiting for someone to pick it.

Zhao Rong was slightly startled, and looked down at the little girl in his arms who was standing on tiptoe with her chin raised.

Zhao Qian'er closed her eyes lightly and presented her sweetheart with the softest gift that she had treasured for seventeen years.

The corners of her adorable peach blossom eyes were tinged with a faint pink color and traces of undried tears. A few strands of hair at her temples were blown up diagonally by the evening breeze, and a strand of hair stuck to her pink lips, making her look very charming.

The jade-like face is delicate and tearful, and the pear blossoms are wet with spring rain.

The first time I met you was on the windowsill of the foundling home on that spring morning when I ran into you, my enemy.

You were basking in the sunshine, squatting on the high windowsill, eating fruit and scaring me; I tried my best to suppress the pain, smiling brightly, curling up under the windowsill where the sunlight could not reach me, lowering my head and not daring to look you in the face.

One morning when dew wet my cheeks, you took me back to the wooden house in the back mountain to be your second wife.

One afternoon, you took me on a wooden horse to pick green plums all over the mountains. When you were tired, you just lay on my lap and took a sleep. I broke some banana leaves, sent a gentle breeze to you, and nodded my head, falling asleep quietly with my cheek against yours.

One summer day, I squatted on the ground, curled up with my head down, holding your hand, stubbornly refusing to let you go.

In the distance was a swing that someone else had set up.

Later, you took me to sit on the new swing, and we were swinging, but we really flew out. We flew and flew, and we fell to the ground, looking at each other, and rolling around with laughter.

And now.

I want to kiss you.

You can bully me forever, but you can't lose me.

The night is quiet, the stars are shining, there is a bright moon under Zhao Rong's feet and his beloved is in front of him.

At this moment, Qian'er is like a flower blooming silently in the night.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt that the lake full of stars, the town of bright lights, and the moonlight on earth were not even one-tenth as bright and beautiful as her.

She is Qian'er.

The little follower who had been running behind him seemed to have really grown up.

Zhao Rong suddenly smiled, and without hesitation, he picked up the stupid girl who was standing on tiptoe, spun her around, and bent over to look at her...

I don't care about humans at this moment, I only think about you.

…

On the Xinghe Ancient Road, Zhao Qian'er led Zhao Rong and Li Bai to continue moving forward.

She was the one leading the way, squinting her eyes, biting her slightly swollen pink lips, her cheeks slightly blushing, but it was concealed by the night and the hazy moonlight.

The 'culprit' and Uncle Xiaobai behind her couldn't see her expression.

Zhao Qian'er breathed a sigh of relief quietly, then her eyes and mouth corners curved, and she smiled from time to time, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Is it something that has happened, such as the bad thing Zhao Rong did when he was just being affectionate, or is it the bad thing Zhao Rong might do in the future that makes her shy and timid but can't help looking forward to it?

The little girl was thinking wildly, thinking back to when she was a child and was rejected from the Orphanage, except that now she was truly extremely happy.

When her childhood sweetheart Rong Er became her lover, she happily discovered that many more interesting and strange things seemed to have happened.

It was so intimacy that Zhao Qianer couldn't even think about it.

But she also liked these intimate actions, such as the hand holding that she liked now, the honey water that they poured to each other for a long time because they were thirsty just now, and the abdominal muscles that she touched for the first time a few days ago.

Zhao Qian'er likes to follow her heart. Once she comes into contact with and experiences these things, she simply falls in love with them.

Just like the swing in the past.

Pure love, wholehearted love.

This is especially true for him.

At this moment, behind Zhao Qian'er, Zhao Rong, who was looking down and thinking about the things in Zuixian Tower, raised his eyes to look at the approaching pleasure boat in the distance.

It was anchored in the center of the lake, magnificent and brightly lit, with bursts of singing and dancing, welcoming the guests from the four rooms.

Suddenly, he noticed that the little girl who was leading the way in front seemed to be distracted.

Zhao Rong remembered what just happened, coughed lightly, and said with concern: "Don't be in a daze, look at the stars more, don't let us fall into the water."

“Hmm.” Zhao Qian’er came back to her senses, chuckled and raised her head proudly, “Brother Rong’er, don’t worry, I can see this small ancient galaxy road clearly at a glance.”

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched. "That's not what you said just now. You said you knew a thing or two. Well, I was careless."

Zhao Qianer smiled.

"I'm really not bragging to you. This ancient galaxy road is indeed of unknown age. I estimate that it might have been left by the Li people of the ancient times in Wangque Continent, or their descendants. However, the star map engraved on the ancient stele by the lake is not difficult to find. It is not good enough to be placed in our Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion."

The little girl felt a little embarrassed after being taught arithmetic by Brother Rong'er on counting stars.

How could she bear to lose face in front of her lover, so she could only try to restore Rong'er's impression in other ways. Well, Qian'er is not stupid.

So when I was leading the way, I kept explaining the Star Sutra to Brother Rong'er.

At this time, her voice was somewhat arrogant. "Only this small place, the tiny Xingzi Town, would regard it as a magnificent sight, and there are not even a few people who can walk there. Oh, it's too bad, too bad."

Zhao Qianer shook her head imitating Uncle Xiaobai's tone.

Li Bai also nodded seriously and agreed, "That's too much."

Zhao Rong's heart was moved, and he asked curiously, "The ancient Li tribe?"

Zhao Qian'er nodded and told him everything she knew and answered every question he asked.

"Well, most likely it was left by the Li Clan. The ancient Li Clan was once the master of Wangquezhou, but later our Xuanhuang Clan came to the top, and they had nothing to do with it. To use the words in the book, they withdrew from the stage of Wangquezhou's history. I don't know if this clan still exists now."

Zhao Qianer tilted her head.

"As for the specific situation, perhaps only the human race's Taizong knows something. Brother Rong'er, if you are interested, when the young lady and I enter the Sword Pavilion, I will find the corresponding secret book that records this matter for you."

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

Zhao Qian'er paused, glanced at Brother Rong'er, and continued:

"But the North Sea is very big, and there are many hermit monks and immortals, including talented people, rare ancient tribes, and perhaps there is a lost tribe hiding on a small island. For example, Xiao Yuenu's family raises many wild giants caught in the North Sea."

Zhao Rong nodded slowly, "Isn't Tianya Sword Pavilion in the North Sea? It is in charge of everything except Wangquezhou."

"Well, Brother Rong'er, the North Sea is very big, with countless islands, and some sea areas belong to other continents. Even if Tianya Sword Pavilion is established in the North Sea, the sphere of influence it can radiate is estimated to be less than one thousandth of it. How can it manage it?"

"There are many islands in the North Sea that have not been fully explored yet, let alone the Guixu in the extreme north of the North Sea."

Zhao Qian'er's voice was very clear, but she had cried not long ago, so her voice had a bit of a sweet nasal sound.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but pinch her little hand.

The little girl smiled sweetly at her lover, then became serious.

“So there are many strange things hidden in the North Sea, including mysterious ancient relics, the caves of immortal monks, strange people, alien races, great fortunes, and great terrors.”

"Therefore, Zhongzhou and our Wangquezhou are separated by only the North Sea, but there is very little traffic between them, and there is almost no water transportation. In addition to the extremely long distance between the two continents, large ships crossing the sea are likely to encounter some unusual things. Even above the sea of ​​clouds, there are risks."

"I see. You talk about this Li tribe. It seems quite interesting."

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Yeah." Zhao Qian'er nodded and lightly tapped her slightly swollen pink lips with her index finger, as if she was thinking about it.

But when she raised her eyes, she found that Brother Rong Er seemed to be looking at her pink lips for a few seconds.

Zhao Qianer pouted and glared at him.

Still watching? You don't know how to be gentle, you just bully me...

She also imitated Zhao Rong and squinted her eyes, staring at his lips with a fierce look, as if she was also thinking about something strange.

As he spoke:

"It is said that the Li tribe worships high mountains and bright moons, and likes to build the ancient tribe's buildings on high mountains where the moon shines brightest."

"They were once the masters of the land beneath their feet, so you can find their relics on many high mountains in Wangque Continent. However, with the passage of time, things have changed dramatically. Not only Wangque Continent, but the other eight continents are now the land of our human race."

"So most of the buildings of these ancient alien races have been destroyed. Well, except for those ancient alien races that are friendly with us humans and abide by the order, they should still be able to live in the ancestral land and pass on to this day. But most of them are now called demon races."

Zhao Qianer shook her head.

"The blessed land of high mountains in Wangque Continent has long been occupied by many immortal sects. The higher the mountain, the more so. Hmm, I heard that the Weiwei Mountain in the east is very high, with a mighty power of ten thousand feet. I will go and take a look when I have the chance. However, the Xinran Sect where Senior Sister Ning and Senior Sister Lu are located does not get along well with them..."

"So, there are probably not many traces of the Li Clan in Wangque Continent. But this ancient galaxy road seems to be well preserved."

"But this possible relic of the Li Clan should not have any lucky secrets to be found. Located in this busy mountain city, none of the monks coming and going from the mountain are fools. Everyone has heard of the ancient Li Clan. This place has probably been explored by many monks, including some powerful ones from the mountain."

"Moreover, this ancient Galaxy Road only involves the ancient astrology, which is not very meaningful. Compared with the current astrology, it is far inferior."

"Brother Rong'er, the Li Clan's research on the magic of the bright moon is really amazing. I heard that they are not inferior to a certain Taizong now. It is said that they are descendants of the Moon Palace and have some relationship with the Guanghan Moon Palace in the nine heavens in the ancient times. This is incredible..."

"Brother Rong'er, let me tell you something. Didn't my fellow disciples and I go to participate in the entrance test of Xiaoyao Mansion last time? This trial paradise controlled by our Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion, I encountered a collapsed mountain. Among the gravel and moss, there was half a ruin, which was still intact..."

The little girl went off topic again, holding Zhao Rong's hand and chattering.

Excitedly telling him about his little adventure.

Zhao Rong smiled and said nothing more, just listened quietly.

The man holding the sword seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He looked down at the 'expert skin' on his body, sighed, and seemed to want to complain about something.

On the ancient Xinghe Road, looking from the sky.

Not far from where the three were, a group of people were approaching quickly with great momentum and hurried steps.

Leading the way was a tall woman wearing a flowing fairy dress that blended into the pitch-black night, with dazzling fair skin.

She stretched out her long legs and walked quickly among the stars...