"Could it be that I saw you in a dream?" Xiaogong said casually.
Feng Que was stunned... staring at Xiao Gong in surprise.
"Say it again?"
"Hmm?" Seeing her serious expression, Xiao Gong thought about what he had just said. "You didn't see me in a dream, did you?"
“…Yes.” Feng Que looked completely distraught. “How am I supposed to explain this to Brother Yun?”
“Then don’t tell him,” Xiaogong replied. “Keep dragging it out until he doesn’t care about it anymore, then tell him. By then, there shouldn’t be any problem.”
"Will it work?"
"Of course it can work. Anyway, he's just helping a friend find a wife, not his own wife."
"Alright then, I won't tell him yet. I'll tell him when he's no longer bothered by it."
"Okay, go and rest."
...
The next day, while eating breakfast, Feng Que lowered his head, too ashamed to look at Fu Yunchen.
Fu Yunchen noticed her unusual behavior, so he ladled out a bowl of porridge for her, placed it in front of her, sat down beside her, and comforted her, "It's okay, don't worry about it if you can't remember."
Feng Que lowered her head and murmured softly, "I'm sorry, Brother Yun."
"I've been searching for a long time and haven't found her yet. I don't think it'll be easy to find her right away." Fu Yunchen sometimes felt frustrated. Whether she was still there or not, the fact that she had been on the same continent for five consecutive years meant that she must be here.
Perhaps there is another possibility: she was reincarnated and has no memory of her past.
This is undoubtedly equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack.
He might spend his entire life and still not find her.
Feng Que secretly glanced at Fu Yunchen. He seemed normal, but she saw an indescribable gloom in his eyes.
"Brother Yun, are you very sad?"
"...It's alright." Fu Yunchen patted her head. "Let's eat."
"Oh. So, have you decided where you'll go to cultivate?" Feng Que asked again.
Fu Yunchen said, "Not yet."
Prince Shang received the imperial decree, granting him permission to bring Feng Que into the palace. Immediately, without even having breakfast, he took Feng Que and Fu Yunchen and left.
...
Just as I entered the imperial city gate, I was met by a wedding procession.
Upon seeing the happy occasion, Fu Yunchen couldn't help but say to Feng Que beside him, "Seeing happiness upon entering the city is a good omen, isn't it?"
Feng Que nodded heavily, "That's right, Brother Yun will definitely find her."
"Mm." Fu Yunchen smiled.
Her smile, as seen by Feng Que, was more dazzling than the sunlight in the sky, and he was momentarily mesmerized.
Xiao Gong noticed that her young mistress was infatuated again, so she quickly tugged at her, "Miss, be reserved!"
"..." Feng Que immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at Fu Yunchen again.
Fu Yunchen only treated her as a child, but it's not normal for a child to always show such a lecherous expression.
"Do you want to cultivate Taoism?" Fu Yunchen asked Feng Que.
Feng Que replied, "Yes, I chose Qingquan Sect, and Xiaogong will come with me."
Fu Yunchen nodded, "Cultivation requires a pure heart and few desires. It's best to give up the seven emotions and six desires, so that when you achieve success in cultivation and are about to undergo tribulation, you won't be trapped by inner demons."
Feng Que understood what he meant, and her face paled slightly. "...Yes, I understand."
Xiao Gong frowned and said to Fu Yunchen, "What do you mean, Young Master Yun? Cultivation requires a Daoist partner."
"Sister Xiaogong," Fengque whispered, "You mustn't be rude to Brother Yun."
Fu Yunchen said, "It's alright. It's true that some people do have cultivation partners, but they are a minority. Most cultivators cultivate alone, and their cultivation progresses relatively quickly."
"Has Brother Yun ever cultivated?"
"No, I've only heard some things about cultivation."
The Prince of Shang's carriage pulled up in front of Fu Yunchen's horse and asked the same question as Feng Que, and more than once, "Has Yunchen decided which sect to join?"
Fu Yunchen replied patiently, "No, let's talk about it after we find my friend's wife."
"You can cultivate while searching; there's no conflict."
"Thank you, Your Highness, but I still want to do one thing well first. Being indecisive often leads to failing at both."
"Yun Chen's words make sense."
In the past two days, there have been many more cultivators in the imperial city, and they are all high-level cultivators from various sects, including some sect leaders.
As soon as Fu Yunchen appeared in the imperial city, he was spotted, especially by the people from the three major sects, who were afraid of losing him.
Fu Yunchen noticed the gazes falling on him—some suspicious, some intense, and some determined… He couldn’t be bothered with them.
Suddenly, a woman walked past his horse, carrying a vegetable basket in one hand and leading a little boy by the hand in the other.
His gaze fell on her eyebrows and eyes... and she looked remarkably like Mu Run!
He quickly jumped off his horse and walked towards the woman.
The woman noticed him, stopped with her child in her tracks, and a look of amazement flashed in her eyes. "Young master, is something the matter?"
"Run'er, is that you?" Fu Yunchen called out impatiently, his voice trembling with nervousness.
The woman shook her head. "Young master, you've mistaken me for someone else."
"So... what's your name?" Fu Yunchen asked.
"I'm sorry, I cannot tell you, sir." The woman, holding the child's hand, hurried away.
Fu Yunchen was about to continue when a short but rather strong man suddenly appeared and blocked his way, saying, "If you keep chasing my wife and children, I'll beat you to a pulp and send you to the authorities."
"..." Fu Yunchen looked at the man and gradually calmed down. "I'm sorry, I was presumptuous and mistook you for someone else."
"Hmph!" The man glared at him fiercely before chasing after the woman and child.
Fu Yunchen kept watching the family until they were out of sight before turning his gaze away.
Feng Que called out softly, "Brother Yun."
Fu Yunchen turned around and mounted his horse. "Let's go."
Besides the possibility that she was reincarnated as a baby, another possibility is that she remarried... had children, and started a new family.
What should he do then?
Fu Yunchen was in a daze, completely ignoring everything around him, and was immersed in his own thoughts.
He only regained his senses after the convoy stopped.
King Shang said to Fu Yunchen, "Yunchen, why don't you come with me to the palace and see the magnificent palace of my Qiluo Kingdom?"
Fu Yunchen said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but I will go to the inn."
“Alright, there’s an Anyuan Inn not far from the Prince’s Mansion. You can settle in there first.”
Fu Yunchen glanced at Feng Que, who was standing beside the Prince of Shang with his head bowed, and said, "Hmm."
...
Anyuan Inn.
As Fu Yunchen stood in front of the inn, he noticed the figures of cultivators. He recognized one of them as Su Yin, an elder of the Qingquan Sect.
Seeing that he had noticed her, Su Yin quickly stepped forward to greet him, "Young friend Yun Chen, how have you been these past few days?"
Fu Yunchen politely returned the greeting, "I am grateful that you remember me, senior. I am doing well."
"Shall we go inside and talk?"
"please."
"That girl Feng Que has already agreed to join my Qingquan Sect. Are you interested, young friend?"
Fu Yunchen remained silent and did not answer.
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