Mu Run couldn't help but want to inquire about Feng Que and Yun Chen.
...
As luck would have it, one of the cultivators was not an ordinary disciple, but rather Yun Chen, the sect leader of the Qingquan Sect, with refined features and an understated brilliance.
Mu Run was stunned.
Fu Lu never expected that the person he met by chance would be the very person in question.
He stepped out of the carriage and identified himself to the other party.
Yun Chen was also very polite and exchanged pleasantries with Fu Lu.
"Is that you?" Mu Run's voice was soft, as if afraid of startling something away.
Her cautious attitude caught Yun Chen's attention. "Are you asking me, young lady?"
"Yes." Mu Run took out a portrait from her spatial storage. It was a portrait of Fu Yunchen drawn from her own memory, and it looked exactly like the real person.
Yun Chen looked at the portrait, then at Mu Run, and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I don't know this person."
Upon seeing Fu Yunchen's portrait, a scene suddenly flashed through Fu Lu's mind... The man in the painting was holding a woman's hand as they walked up the Dragon Ascension Platform. The woman was dressed in a dragon robe and crown, just like Mu Run now!
"Take another look, can you really not remember anything?" Mu Run was getting anxious, almost sticking the drawing to Yun Chen's face.
Yun Chen took a large step back, his attitude becoming much colder. "If you are in a hurry to find someone, I can help you ask around."
"...You...you're really not him?" Mu Run was utterly distraught. If only she hadn't given the Memory Orb to Fu Lu, she could have tried using it instead.
Fu Lu took her hand; it was ice-cold, a testament to the turmoil in her emotions.
"In this life...until death, I will be loyal to you, never betray you, never let you down!" He whispered each word close to her ear, his voice crystal clear.
Mu Run felt as if she were hallucinating; this was the vow Fu Yunchen made to her when she ascended the throne.
"you!"
"Hehe, it seems you haven't picked the wrong person!" Fu Lu breathed a sigh of relief. If he could keep her by his side, what did it matter if he was someone else?
"Husband, you're here!" A woman wearing a veil ran towards them.
"Take your time." A faint smile appeared on Yun Chen's handsome face.
Mu Run kept an eye on Yun Chen and saw the doting affection in his eyes, which made her guess about the woman.
The veil fluttered up, revealing the beautiful face that Mu Run remembered.
"Phoenix Palace..."
Feng Que looked at Mu Run, whom she didn't recognize. "Who are you?"
Mu Run didn't answer for a moment, but looked at them and then at Fu Lu.
Finally, she smiled knowingly, a few tears glistening in the corners of her eyes, "Yes! Bless you, a match made in heaven, may you never be apart."
Feng Que didn't know Mu Run, but Mu Run's words conveyed sincerity, so he gladly accepted, "Thank you, young lady."
"To meet is fate." Feng Que then took out a bottle of pills from his storage ring. "These are Yuan-Replenishing Pills. Cultivators can take them to enhance their cultivation, while mortals can take them to strengthen their bodies and prevent various diseases."
"Thank you." Mu Run didn't stand on ceremony. He took the pill bottle, looked at Fu Lu, and then said to the two of them, "Then we'll be leaving now, so as not to disturb you two immortal couples."
"You're welcome, take care," Yun Chen replied.
Mu Run calmly turned around and returned to the carriage.
God knows how chaotic her mind was right now, a jumble of emotions tangled together...
Fu Lu bid farewell to Yun Chen and left only after completing all the proper etiquette.
"Who are they?" Feng Que asked Yun Chen beside him.
As Yun Chen watched the carriage gradually disappear into the distance, he said thoughtfully, "The Crown Prince and Crown Princess of the Rong Dynasty."
...
Inside the carriage, Mu Run stared unblinkingly at Fu Lu, her complex emotions threatening to overwhelm him.
There is a long-lasting longing, the weariness of lonely wandering, and above all, a deep love!
Mu Run's fingers trembled slightly uncontrollably, as if afraid that all of this was fake.
Fu Lu reached out and pulled her into his arms, closed his eyes, and let the memories flood his mind like a burst dam.
The beast, engulfing and devouring this short life...
Those past experiences were filled with intense emotions. He could clearly sense that the feelings that belonged to Fu Lu were being scattered. Things that he once considered very important had all turned into a wisp of smoke and drifted away. In the end, only a person named Fu Yunchen remained. He had reincarnated several times just for her.
The carriage returned to the Prince's Palace.
Fu Yunchen carried him out of the carriage, and the stewards and servants in the mansion all lowered their heads, not daring to look.
Upon returning to the bustling courtyard, Fu Yunchen immediately dismissed everyone.
Only the two of them remained.
"Really?" Mu Run seemed to be dreaming, still unable to believe it.
How did her dream suddenly come true? When facing Yun Chen and Feng Que, she already felt that she was about to lose him completely, but she never expected it!
"If I don't believe what I say, then I'll do it..." Fu Yunchen lowered his head and captured her lips in his mouth!
Those sensitivities and little habits that only Fu Yunchen knew sent shivers down her spine, and also confirmed to her through her body that he was indeed Fu Yunchen.
No wonder she never objected to sleeping in the same bed with him or living under the same roof. Her intuition had already confirmed his identity before reason even got to her.
Her slender, white neck arched back, enduring his demands. Her soft body was held tightly in his arms, as if she wanted to become one with him.
"Let's count how many times I've married you?" Mu Run panted, her alluring eyes captivating and seductive.
Fu Yunchen lowered his head and gently nibbled at her earlobe, then slowly pecked downwards, "You've been my bride so many times. Do you really want to marry someone else?"
"To be honest, I did marry someone else. Shi Xuan and Fu Lu, the young master of Fuxi Manor, are both other people." Mu Run's soft, jade-like hand fanned the flames on his muscular back.
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