Ten years later, Rong Qing, who had traveled the world for many years, held an art exhibition. His outstanding painting skills, depicting landscapes, animals, and people, attracted a large audience and drew high praise. However, the most frequent portraits in his paintings were of his wife and two children.
He received high praise, and many people came to pay their respects when he passed away, including his wife who had been with him for many years.
Lu Qingyan felt that meeting Rong Qing in her life was an extremely lucky thing. She had everything a life should have, and from the moment Rong Qing entered her heart, she had never lost anything.
Later, Lu Qingyan also encountered Rong Xu by chance. At that time, Rong Xu was already in his forties, yet he was still living alone. She couldn't understand why he didn't find a girlfriend like before, until the moment his gaze fell on her, Lu Qingyan saw her own reflection there.
However, having already found love with Rong Qing, she no longer needed this kind of subservient love. Her past hopes for a return were now futile.
As she walked past him, it was snowing heavily. Lu Qingyan gave him her umbrella and left with Rong Qing, braving the wind and snow.
Lu Qingyan will never know that Rong Xu has a wedding photo of her saved on his phone. In the photo, she looks like a celestial being in a phoenix coronet and wedding gown.
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The sky was filled with clouds like a brocade, and a golden nine-tailed bird swooped down from above, then circled back up.
A continuous melody drifted over from somewhere, making one want to fall asleep, yet also wanting to wake the sleeping person from their dream.
Parting the layers of clouds, a majestic palace sits deep within, bathed in a halo of light that almost burns the eyes. Upon closer inspection, one discovers numerous delicate wildflowers, some even unnamed, clustered together in delightful abundance, their faint fragrance wafting through the air as one passes by.
Lu Qingyan sat in meditation with her eyes closed in the palace. After an unknown amount of time, she finally opened her eyes.
Two young men stood to the side, their appearances and clothes almost identical, but Lu Qingyan still recognized them at a glance.
Almost the instant Lu Qingyan woke up, the two of them woke up at the same time.
"Xiaoyan." They called out in unison, one of them smiling gently, while the other's smile was clearly somewhat uneasy.
Lu Qingyan reached out and grabbed the first person, smiling weakly, "Rong Qing, thank you."
"Xiaoyan." The person on the other end called out again, their eyes filled with a hint of pleading.
"Rong Xu, let go." Lu Qingyan said coldly, not wanting to look at him again.
"Xiaoyan, don't do this."
"Then what do you want me to do?" Lu Qingyan looked at him sarcastically. "We were never on the same path from the beginning. What's wrong with separating now? You've already killed me once. Why should I go to you and let you kill me again? Don't tell me that we're no longer on Fanyun Mountain and can forget the past and start over. Even if I've already forged a golden body in the Nine Heavens, so what? I will never forget what you did to me. Do you think I'm still the same silly Qingsi I used to be?"
Lu Qingyan questioned sharply, watching Rong Xu's face gradually turn pale.
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