Chapter 103 Han Wei, you heartless woman
Autumn winds were picking up, but Lu Qingheng was no longer as afraid of the cold as before and no longer needed to put on his fox fur coat so early. He was also handling official business more and more smoothly, but there was one thing that bothered him. He felt that Han Wei had become strange; she was becoming more and more enthusiastic towards him, so enthusiastic that it made him feel that something was wrong with her.
He tried several times to have a proper talk with her, but she always brushed him off.
"What is this?" Lu Qingheng asked with a smile as he looked at a notebook that Han Wei had written for him.
"This is...this is an internal energy cultivation method," Han Wei said with a smile.
"You want me to practice this?" Lu Qingheng asked.
"Alright, starting today, you'll practice martial arts with me," Han Wei said with a smile.
"At my age, practicing martial arts is too much for me," Lu Qingheng said with a smile, putting down a few pages of the notebook.
"It's for physical fitness, not for mastering any extraordinary martial arts," Han Wei said.
Lu Qingheng clasped his hands and bowed to her: "My wife has put in a lot of effort, and I will certainly not let her down. From today onwards, please give me your guidance."
Seeing him tease her, Han Wei couldn't help but laugh.
From that day on, everyone in the palace often saw their prince and princess practicing swordsmanship in the garden.
The maple leaves blazed like fire. Han Wei stood beneath the maple tree, watching Lu Qingheng practice his swordplay. He was incredibly intelligent; she taught him swordsmanship, and he learned it very quickly. Now, he could execute a complete sword routine flawlessly. However, he still couldn't accumulate any spiritual energy within his body.
The cultivation method she had him practice was actually a Taoist cultivation technique. Unfortunately, after more than a month, while his swordsmanship had improved considerably, the Taoist technique hadn't had any effect. Was it really true that one couldn't succeed without spiritual roots?
Han Wei was very disappointed.
Han Wei refused to give up; she felt this shouldn't have happened.
Therefore, she placed her hopes on dual cultivation.
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It was late at night, and Lu Qingheng was already asleep on the bed.
Han Wei lay beside him, stroking the totem on his back. This totem was extraordinary; she had never seen such a totem mark before. There was no reason for someone born with such a mysterious symbol to be an ordinary mortal. However, after repeated tests, the final result told her that Lu Qingheng really couldn't cultivate.
Even if she forcibly transferred her spiritual energy to him, the energy could only strengthen his muscles and bones and prolong his life. The fact that even sacrificing a century of her cultivation couldn't get him to the first level of Qi Refining was a huge blow to Han Wei, making her increasingly irritable.
If he is unable to cultivate, he will die a hundred years from now.
At that time, she was all alone.
hateful!
God, why are you so cruel?
Why make her lose her memory? So that while she has amnesia, she falls in love with a mortal, a mortal without spiritual roots?
Han Wei was still unwilling to give up, but no matter how she tried, Lu Qingheng was unable to cultivate. In the end, she had no choice but to give up and accept this fact.
Winter passed and spring came, and the pear blossoms in the Prince of Yan's mansion bloomed again. She watched the young man standing under the flowering tree, smiling gently amidst a sea of fragrant blossoms, as if all the beauty in the world had gathered upon him, and she was lost in thought. But the thought that he would grow old and die tormented her.
She had intended to stay with him for life, but now she had an urge to escape.
She couldn't accept that he had died in front of her.
She began to say probing things to him, and after their intimate moment, she asked him, "Aheng, if one day I disappear, what will you do?"
He said, "I will come to find you."
What if you can't find it?
"We'll keep looking, unless..."
He looked into her eyes, a gaze that made her heart skip a beat. She asked, "Unless what?"
“Unless you left on your own,” he said, head down.
She held his hand, her heart clenching. She looked at his profile and listened as he continued, "If you left on your own, I will wait for you, I will wait for you forever."
She almost cried, and asked, "What if you can't wait?"
“I’ll wait, I’ll wait until I die,” he said, looking at her.
Han Wei threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her waist and stroked her hair. Han Wei rolled over and pinned him beneath her, kissing his lips. He responded, and their bodies became one, locked in a passionate embrace.
Moonlight streamed into the room. Han Wei, dressed only in a thin shirt, sat watching the sleeping boy. She stroked his face and asked herself:
Han Wei, Han Wei, he is so devoted to you, how can you bear to leave him? It's only a hundred years, are you not even willing to stay by his side?
But if you stop here, will you still be able to firmly pursue the Tao a hundred years from now?
The spiritual energy in the Lan Shang Realm is thin. Staying here would be a waste of a hundred years of my life, making the enemy stronger. If I take Lu Qingheng with me, he is just a mortal and nothing more than a burden.
Han Wei was caught in a painful decision.
Two years after marrying Lu Qingheng, Han Wei left him. After countless internal struggles, she chose her own path.
A century later, when Han Wei returned to the Realm of Orchid Sorrow, everything had changed.
The Prince of Yan's mansion still stands, but the boy, as beautiful as a pear blossom in the snow, is long buried in the yellow earth. He truly waited for her his entire life, but he died without ever seeing her return to see him. After she left, he never married again, nor did he take a concubine. His successor to the throne was a nephew chosen from the clan.
The pear trees in the Prince's mansion have withered and died, but many roses have sprung up instead.
His study remained exactly as it was, piled high with letters—all of them letters he had written to her, taking up most of the room.
Han Wei read through those letters, each one filled with longing for her. It turned out he had known all along that she wasn't ordinary; he had always known. He had also anticipated her desire to leave, but he hadn't revealed it.
A gentle breeze blew by, carrying the scent of roses, and Han Wei burst into tears.
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Now.
The moonlight was cool, and Han Wei sat under the lamp, reminiscing about her past life.
She was currently staying in an inn, looking out the window. In the distance, the buildings of the Prince of Yan's mansion appeared as dark blue silhouettes against the night sky. Her divine sense saw the young man she longed for reading a book, wearing a light blue robe.
He coughed a few times, and a cat emerged from the shadows and jumped onto the table. He smiled and stroked the cat's head, and the cat affectionately rubbed against his palm.
Han Wei withdrew her consciousness and lowered her head.
She had promised to be with him forever, through countless lifetimes, but for the sake of her path, she abandoned him.
He was so good, yet she cruelly abandoned him, not even glancing at him before he died. Han Wei, oh Han Wei, you deserve to never become an immortal, you deserve to die from the torment of your inner demons.
Han Wei, you are such a heartless woman. You abandoned him after seducing him. In this second life, you killed him in your previous life. What are you doing here now?
Facing the judgment of her own heart, Han Wei responded: I know I have wronged him, so I want to make it up to him. In this life, I will definitely make him happy. No matter what his wish is, I will help him fulfill it.
The wind made the oil lamp flame flicker, and Han Wei's figure had already disappeared into the inn.
Outside Qingfeng City, there is a Taoist temple called Baiyun Temple.
A wandering Taoist priest named Han Wei joined Baiyun Temple. This Taoist priest was skilled in medicine, and after treating several people, his reputation spread.
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