"To date, it has been 490 years."
"Four hundred and ninety years... What is this? Offering incense? Offering incense to a piece of hand bone? Am I dreaming? Wake up, wake up!!"
Marquis Pingyang slammed his head against the floor. He realized it wasn't a dream, and his back felt chilly, giving him goosebumps.
It was at this moment that
Cheng Xianyi's cold voice rang out from behind: "You have so little courage, yet you dare to send Zhou Shi to the capital as a hostage."
"Whoosh—"
Marquis Pingyang turned his head in shock and saw Cheng Xianyi standing not far away. The moment her radiant and stunning beauty appeared, all the unknown unease in Marquis Pingyang's heart was dispelled.
He almost thought he was in the underworld.
Marquis Pingyang swallowed hard, trembling. "Are you really the legendary master of the Zhongcheng Guige Pavilion...?"
"Zhou Cheng's fiancée, the only daughter of Taifu Cheng's family, Cheng Xianyi?!"
"What kind of nonsense is this... You're not really going to hand me over to Zhou Cheng, are you? Master Cheng, wake up! Zhou Cheng treated you so badly in the capital, and he humiliated you many times because of Lin Jiaoyun."
"Are you crazy?"
"You actually put aside past grievances. You clearly have Cheng Gui Pavilion to rely on and have the strength to do so. Why don't you cooperate with me? If we join forces, we can seize Zhou Cheng's weapon and surely rise to a high position!"
"What kind of men aren't there in this world? Why hang yourself on one tree?"
Cheng Xianyi glanced at Marquis Pingyang indifferently, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.
That one glance,
Marquis Pingyang truly felt the murderous aura!
Her softly uttered words stunned the Marquis of Pingyang, who dared not utter another word: "The gift that Cheng Gui Pavilion gives him doesn't necessarily need to be a living person; a corpse will suffice. What do you think?"
Marquis Pingyang was devastated and filled with despair.
This damn love-struck brain!
Is it really necessary to send yourself to your death just to clear Cheng Gui Ge's name?!
Cheng Xianyi withdrew her gaze from the Marquis of Pingyang.
She walked to the portraits in the corner and looked at the paintings she had drawn herself.
The man sitting on horseback in the painting turns his head... Only his face is visible, his features are not shown, because the man in the painting does not have his facial features depicted.
Too much time has passed.
When Cheng Xianyi picked up her brush to draw, she could no longer remember what the other person looked like. The feeling of helplessness—the frantic desire to remember his appearance but the gradual fading of memories over time—was too painful.
Fortunately, he's back now.
"Does Pavilion Master Cheng believe in gods and Buddhas?" Marquis Pingyang suppressed his fear and mustered his courage to try to get closer to Cheng Xianyi, hoping that this woman would have some compassion and release him.
Cheng Xianyi raised her hand and touched the figure in the painting, her gaze somewhat dazed: "I didn't believe it at first."
"I was once proud and fearless, and I only ever believed in myself."
"Later I realized that I couldn't win him back on my own."
"But if gods and Buddhas can do it, and they can do it, then I will believe in them."
Cheng Xianyi was born a materialist. She did not believe in fate, the way of heaven, or anything related to Taoism, because she was powerful enough to believe that she could control everything.
But later,
She discovered that nothing could be changed in the face of fate.
Many, many years ago.
The year she lost Zhou Cheng, all her faith and conviction collapsed in an instant. She discovered that, apart from praying to heaven, praying to gods and Buddhas, and the ethereal Taoist methods, there was nothing else she could do.
No one could bring Zhou Cheng back to her side...
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