When Ye Li met that girl, he was still the second young master of the Ye family, practically invisible. He liked her, but she was just the cook's daughter, and her nominal parents wanted to exploit him to be a slave to the Ye family. How could they agree to this? They originally wanted to capture the girl to threaten him, but in the end, their men accidentally killed her. By the time he arrived, all he saw was her corpse.
Ye Li couldn't really explain why he liked her. Perhaps it wasn't pure love at the time, but over the years, whether it was love, guilt, or some other feeling, he had never been able to let go.
When Ye Li saw Lu Qingyan, he couldn't help but think of the girl from back then, because the two didn't look alike and their personalities were different, but he still connected the two of them.
"Lu Qingyan, I hope you can treat Rong Qing well." Ye Li sighed softly.
At night, Rong Qing and Lu Qingyan strolled in the back garden of the Marshal's Mansion. The moonlight spilled down from the sky, and a layer of white frost covered the ground.
In the distance, the dim lights flickered, swaying slightly in the breeze.
When she stopped walking, Lu Qingyan naturally leaned into Rong Qing's arms and started talking about the Water Mirror.
"Can we really go back?" Rong Qing asked, his expression calm, unlike the ecstatic joy that Lu Qingyan had expected.
"It definitely can."
"You want to go back?"
“Yes,” Lu Qingyan sighed and said slowly, “I miss the sect leader, I miss my master, I miss Elder He.”
"And you?"
Rong Qing seems to rarely mention those things.
"I have nothing to think about," Rong Qing said. They were no longer from the same world, so what was the point of thinking about it?
Rong Qing's emotions were almost indifferent, yet he took a liking to Lu Qingyan, which was quite a strange thing.
When Lu Qingyan heard him say that, the first person she thought of was his master, Elder Swordholder.
"What about your master?" Lu Qingyan asked. After the Sword Elder struck her with his sword, Lu Qingyan didn't have a good impression of him, but he was Rong Qing's master after all.
Does Rong Qing not care at all?
Lu Qingyan knew he cared about her, but she never felt that she was important enough for him to ignore everything else.
“Actually, I wouldn’t have told you if you hadn’t asked. But since you asked, there’s no harm in telling you,” Rong Qing said. “My master has started cultivating demonic arts.”
"How could this be?" Lu Qingyan stared at him with wide eyes. She knew how much the Sword-wielding Elder hated demons; otherwise, he wouldn't have killed her based on a mere guess that she was a demon.
But the outcome is always so ironic.
"How come I didn't know that?"
She had heard a little about what happened next, but this particular incident was completely unheard of.
“How could the Shangyuan Sect possibly publicize such a shameful matter? If he weren’t my master, I probably wouldn’t know about these things either. You know, those people wanted to kill me because of my master, and that’s why I suddenly ascended.”
One was Lu Qingyan, another was Rong Qing, and some even felt that the opportunity to ascend to immortality was being hunted down. As a result, some people made terrible mistakes, but in the end, they were only devoured by demons, and no one dared to follow their example.
Lu Qingyan stopped mentioning the Sword-Holding Elder to him and only said, "I definitely need to go back and take another look."
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