The morning light is just breaking, and the sun is shining brightly.
After a night's rest, early in the morning of September 3rd, Hua Qingcheng and her three husbands left the Bafang Inn in Chaoyang Provincial Capital and boarded the carriage to Xuanyi Valley again.
The rumbling carriage drove along the official road. After leaving the provincial capital, Hua Qingcheng and her group continued on their way to the border between Laifeng State and Zhaoyang State. Around 9:00 a.m., Hua Qingcheng and her group's carriage arrived at the small restaurant where Mu Lige and her group had dined earlier.
"Xiao Qingcheng, this is Yuhua Town on the border of Chaoyang Province. After you leave here, the road ahead will be all mountain and forest roads. There will be no more restaurants, eateries, or restaurants. Do you want to get off and have something to eat?" Han Yichen suggested to Hua Qingcheng considerately in the carriage.
"Achen, I'm not hungry. How far is it from here to Xuanyi Valley? If we can't make it in time for lunch, I'll buy some food to fill your stomachs on the way."
Hua Qingcheng lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the small but clean and tidy restaurant in front of her. She was in a very good mood when she thought that she would soon see Mu Lige, Yu Xiaotian and others.
"If we don't get delayed along the way, we should be able to reach Xuanyi Valley before noon." Han Yichen had already jumped off the carriage while he was speaking. After greeting Situ Ye who was in the driver's seat, he went into the small restaurant and asked the owner to pack some buns and steamed buns.
"Afeng, how do you feel? Are you tired?" Hua Qingcheng took Si Chengfeng's hand and brushed away a strand of hair that fell on his shoulder.
"I'm fine, Qingcheng. Now the cold poison in my body has been eliminated, and my body is getting stronger day by day. I am no longer as fragile as before." Si Chengfeng held Hua Qingcheng's hand in his big palm with his backhand and smiled at her.
Although it was already late autumn, the weather in the south was only slightly cool in the mornings and evenings, while the days remained warm, creating a refreshing autumn atmosphere that was comfortable and cozy. A rustling autumn breeze blew past, slightly lifting a corner of the carriage curtains, revealing a strikingly matched couple inside. Their interaction was warm and sweet.
After buying some dry food at a small restaurant, Han Yichen saw from afar the scene of Hua Qingcheng and Si Chengfeng being affectionate with each other in the carriage, where a corner of the curtains had been lifted by the wind.
Han Yichen curled his lips and snorted coldly.
This fox! As soon as he was away, he seduced the young wife.
"Xiao Qingcheng, look what good things I brought you?"
He swiftly jumped onto the carriage and sat down next to Hua Qingcheng with his long legs. Han Yichen first put his dry food aside, then disdainfully pushed away Si Chengfeng's hand that was holding Hua Qingcheng's and handed her two paper-wrapped buns.
"I bought the last two barbecued pork buns. Xiao Qingcheng, eat them while they're hot!"
"Thank you, Achen. I'll eat when I'm hungry."
Although her stomach was still a little full, seeing Han Yichen's expectant look, Hua Qingcheng did not refuse after all, but put the bun aside first.
"By the way, A-Chen. You seem to particularly like barbecued pork buns?"
Although it was a little unbelievable that there were barbecued pork buns in Laifeng Country, Hua Qingcheng didn't want to bother herself by dwelling on meaningless things. She only asked the questions she wanted to know most.
"Because my master invented the barbecued pork bun, I have loved eating it since I was a child."
Han Yichen's eyes were charming and he smiled mysteriously at Hua Qingcheng. The teardrop mole at the corner of his eye trembled slightly, making him look evil and charming.
"Your master?"
Hua Qingcheng was slightly surprised when she heard this. Could it be that Han Yaonie's master was also a time traveler? Otherwise, how could he make such Cantonese dim sum?
Situ Ye, who was outside the carriage, saw that everyone was seated, and continued to drive the carriage pulled by Xiangyun horses, driving it along the border between Laifeng Kingdom and Zhaoyang Kingdom. Although he had never been to Laifeng Kingdom in his previous life, the thought that the other side of the rolling mountains was where Tianlang once lived filled Situ Ye's mind with thoughts.
"Xiao Qingcheng, my several masters are actually disciples of the Zhengyi Sect, and they are people who practice Taoism."
In the carriage, Han Yichen was chatting with Hua Qingcheng, while Si Chengfeng beside them was listening quietly and obediently without interrupting.
"That's a bit unexpected."
Hua Qingcheng smiled awkwardly. She had always thought that Han Yichen's masters were all highly respected experts in medicine. She had never expected that Han Yichen, who had such an eccentric personality, would have masters who were actually Taoist priests!
"What? Don't I look like a Taoist disciple?"
Han Yichen narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at Hua Qingcheng with pretended anger.
"Similar! Of course it is similar (no way)!" Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but smile.
"My eldest master is eighty years old this year. His Taoist name is Xuantian, and he's skilled in the art of yin and yang, the five elements, and numerology. You've met my second master, Xuanming, and he's nearly seventy. He's best at the art of medicine, and he personally taught me all my medical skills. My third master, Xuanyue, is skilled in the art of Qimen Dunjia, and she's very strict. When I was little, I was often punished by her for being naughty. My fourth master, Xuanqing, she..."
When mentioning Xuanqing, Han Yichen paused suddenly and smiled.
"How is the Fourth Master?"
Hua Qingcheng poked the shallow dimple on Han Yichen's lips, and gently pinched the third husband who was keeping her in suspense.
"Fourth Master Xuanqing, like me, is a great beauty. Her greatest skill is researching the art of maintaining youthful appearance. A small box of skin softening cream that sells for a hundred taels of silver in the outside world is her work."
"My mother, I mean that woman Han Shuying. She's already middle-aged, but she still looks like she's in her early twenties. This is largely thanks to my Fourth Master. When we meet Fourth Master, I'll ask her to help you, Xiao Qingcheng, with your beauty treatment. I guarantee you'll be as radiant as if you've been reborn."
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