Time passed year after year; the spring flowers withered, the summer wheat ripened, the autumn fruits turned red, and the winter snow fell.
Unbeknownst to them, six hundred years had passed. The once handsome appearance of Daoist Changling had begun to decay, and the wrinkles on his face had increased, making him look like an ordinary old man.
Lu Qingyan complained more than once with regret: "Sigh, she used to be a beauty, but now we can't see that anymore."
Of course, he doesn't look bad now; he's definitely a handsome man among the elderly, but he's not nearly as good-looking as he was back then.
Master Changling listened to her teasing without offering any rebuttal. Yes, he really had grown old.
One day, he called Lu Qingyan to his side, and his somewhat cloudy eyes suddenly brightened: "Moon Lady."
"Daoist Master." Lu Qingyan looked at the newborn hand and stepped forward to grasp it.
Having cultivated for so many years, she already possessed her own physical form, so grabbing his hand would be no problem at all.
Master Changling looked at Lu Qingyan, and his eyes suddenly reddened: "Even today, I don't know if my decision back then was right or wrong. Yueniang, I hope I can keep you by my side forever!"
Lu Qingyan looked up at him in surprise, only to be met with a pair of clear eyes filled with tender affection, catching her off guard.
She recalled the conflicted look in his eyes when he looked at her many years ago. So, he had such feelings for her back then?
"Taoist Master," Lu Qingyan's throat was a little dry, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.
"I...I can't do it after all." After he said this, his bright eyes dimmed, and his outstretched hand fell to his sides.
As Lu Qingyan watched his body turn to dust and dissipate, she suddenly collapsed onto the ground and burst into tears.
It seems like a long time ago, there was someone who made him so sad that he couldn't stop crying.
How could she not know what Master Changling meant in the end? He said he liked her, but ultimately he didn't choose to be with her.
Lu Qingyan wasn't sure what he was worried about, and for a moment she felt a little sad that she hadn't been able to have a lasting romance with the beautiful Taoist priest.
After returning to the system space, Lu Qingyan suddenly felt her head was spinning and she really wanted to sleep. Something seemed wrong. She tried to control herself and clear her mind, but found that she was powerless to do so and lost consciousness again.
Two figures appeared in the space once again, both exuding a similar aura of indifference, yet upon closer inspection, they were distinct.
"You actually didn't let me see him." The first person to speak had a sinister voice, seemingly dissatisfied at failing to achieve his goal: "You clearly said you would help me, but now you've repeatedly hindered me. Do you think you can stop me? You can't stop me!"
It's unclear whether the last sentence was meant to convince himself, others, or simply to boost his confidence.
The person opposite replied nonchalantly, "So what?"
It was like punching cotton, infuriating the first person to speak: "Rong Qing!"
He finally said that name.
Rong Qing said calmly, "There are countless ways in this world that bring you together. In the beginning, you were the one who refused, Rong Xu."
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