Xu Zhuohua no longer wants to get involved in Cheng Muyun's affairs, because no matter how she tries to persuade him, Cheng Muyun won't listen, and it only affects their relationship.
Besides, history won't be changed, so there's no point in making a fool of myself.
Everyone is moving steadily forward along their own life path.
There's a saying: Don't interfere in other people's fate.
Let's worry about ourselves first, since Xu Zhuohua will be the first one to die among this group.
On the way back, Xu Zhuohua didn't ask a single unnecessary question, which made Cheng Muyun feel a little uncomfortable.
"Zhuohua?" Cheng Muyun suddenly spoke, tightening his grip on Xu Zhuohua's hand.
"Hmm?" Good wine can intoxicate the body but not the mind. Although Xu Zhuohua's steps were unsteady, he did not have a headache at all. On the contrary, he felt that his head was very clear and transparent.
Why didn't you ask me?
Xu Zhuohua stopped and looked up at Cheng Muyun. The man's eyebrows were covered with snow, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.
Xu Zhuohua asked, "Why?"
Cheng Muyun sighed, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.
Xu Zhuohua naturally knew that he wanted to talk about Zhou Minhai.
Things had begun to develop in a normal direction, and Xu Zhuohua knew clearly that neither of them would gain any advantage over the other.
Xu Zhuohua reached out and smoothed Cheng Muyun's slightly open collar, and slowly said, "I think Zhou Minhai is not an easy person to deal with. Although I don't know how the struggle between you will go, I know the outcome. He won't get the better of you. This year, the Dongzhou Army will be even stronger, and you will reach unprecedented heights."
Cheng Muyun suddenly grasped Xu Zhuohua's hand tightly, his hands trembling, his eyes quivering, "If the price of that reputation is losing you, I would rather..."
Xu Zhuohua stood on tiptoe and silenced Cheng Muyun with a kiss.
They only touched lightly.
Xu Zhuohua said softly, "Cheng Muyun, don't say such things. Everyone is working hard for the future of this country. Your strength can help many people and help them avoid detours. Why stop?"
“But…” Cheng Muyun hugged Xu Zhuohua’s waist, and the two touched foreheads, sharing warmth with each other.
"Zhuohua, without you, I can't even breathe. What's the point of all this without you?"
Xu Zhuohua sighed, took Cheng Muyun's hand, and walked towards the Cheng Mansion.
Do you know how you've been judged throughout history?
"What?"
“You treacherous villain, you and Liang Shaozun have formed a duo called ‘colluding with wolves.’”
Cheng Muyun chuckled lightly, "What I'm doing now seems to deserve this infamy."
Xu Zhuohua tightened her grip on Cheng Muyun's hand. "That's why I was terrified when I first met you. I was afraid you would shoot me."
They both laughed.
"Actually, I had the same thought at the time, but when you poked your head out from under the altar, my heart stopped."
Xu Zhuohua smiled and said, "So it turns out that Young Marshal Cheng has also fallen for my charms."
"It's not a pomegranate skirt, it's bowing down at the feet of your monk's robe."
Recalling their first meeting, when Cheng Muyun suddenly tore off her monk's robe, Xu Zhuohua's ears turned slightly red.
“Do you know what? When Liang Shaozun died, I was terrified. I thought history could be changed, and I was so happy. I wanted to guide you onto the right path, so I took you to the Aurora Library every day.”
Cheng Muyun suddenly stopped in his tracks. "So you've been trying to save me since then?"
Xu Zhuohua nodded firmly, "Yes, back then I firmly believed that you were a blank slate, and as long as I persisted, you would become a good person."
Cheng Muyun raised an eyebrow and looked at Xu Zhuohua.
"But later, when I attended the old man's birthday banquet, I found that Liang Shaozun had come back to life. I was so scared that I had a fever for a month. I knew then that it would be difficult to change history."
Cheng Muyun frowned, deep in thought. "Does that mean you can also use this method to escape?"
Xu Zhuohua nodded. She wanted to talk to Cheng Muyun about this and think of a way to fake her death when that day really came, so that the world would think that Xu Zhuohua was dead.
"However, this will probably be very difficult to implement, and we need to plan it out further."
Cheng Muyun grasped at this as if it were a lifeline, "Will this method work?"
"I'm not entirely sure either, but this is the only method I can think of. Whether it can be done depends on the right timing, location, and people."
The "resurrection" of Liang Shaozun is actually deceptive. Liang Shaozun himself has passed away, but the person who replaced him is forced to live like Liang Shaozun, which is also a continuation of the historical mission of Liang Shaozun.
To replicate Liang Shaozun's story, Xu Zhuohua's faked death is obviously simpler, as there's no need to find another historical figure to continue her legacy.
However, I don't think I've ever heard of any historical figure named Xu Zhuohua; it seems she was just cannon fodder.
Cheng Muyun couldn't help but hug Xu Zhuohua tightly, and said with a sigh of relief, "That's great, as long as there's a way!"
Xu Zhuohua buried her face in Cheng Muyun's arms and said in a muffled voice, "Yes, as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to overcome the difficulties."
The two walked side by side toward the Cheng Mansion. Suddenly, snowflakes, like ice crystals, began to fall from the sky, making a soft rustling sound as they hit the bluestone ground.
Xu Zhuohua stopped and caught a cluster of snowflakes in her hand. The ice crystals reflected a shimmering light on her fingertips, and the crystalline white mass melted into a warm drop of water in an instant, sliding down her fingers.
Cheng Muyun lowered his eyes to look at her focused profile, her eyelashes casting butterfly-wing-like shadows under her eyes.
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