"Hey!" Zhang Ma responded loudly at first, then turned around and saw that it was the young master who often came with a very beautiful girl.
"Come, come, sit here."
Aunt Zhang carefully wiped the tables and chairs again before inviting the two to sit down. Liu Jinghong habitually said, "Thank you, Aunt Zhang."
Chu Hongluan looked up, "Hmm? You two know each other?"
Liu Jinghong smiled sheepishly, "I come here often."
"Yes, this young master always comes to eat a bowl of wontons whenever he's in a bad mood." Aunt Zhang brought two steaming bowls of wontons to the table and said with a smile, "This is the first time I've seen him come to eat breakfast properly."
Chu Hongluan was slightly surprised: "Is he always in a bad mood?"
“Don’t let his young age fool you; he has a lot on his mind.” Aunt Zhang smiled kindly. “Aunt Zhang doesn’t understand, but she can sense it.”
Liu Jinghong was very embarrassed and kept eating voraciously with her head down.
Chu Hongluan seemed to be deep in thought.
After finishing a bowl of wontons, Chu Hongluan felt completely healed. The perfect balance of salty and savory flavors was exactly the same as the wontons she loved most in modern times.
After finishing breakfast, Liu Jinghong paid the bill skillfully and then walked up the mountain with Chu Hongluan.
It was still that long and steep staircase, and the two of them strolled along it slowly, as if taking a walk.
Chu Hongluan woke up at 10:00 AM, and after going down the mountain for breakfast, it will be almost noon.
In early spring, the sun was high in the sky but it didn't feel hot. A gentle breeze blew, lifting the strands of hair that fell from Liu Jinghong's temples. His delicate features were wrapped in a soft light in the sunlight, making him look like a dream, as if he might be blown away by the wind at any moment.
"I thought a pampered young master like you wouldn't eat at those kinds of small stalls."
Liu Jinghong was slightly taken aback, then laughed self-deprecatingly, "I shouldn't have."
"So even the young master has a lot of worries."
"Of course not, being the young master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion isn't that easy." The young man smiled faintly.
As she spoke, even that faint smile vanished.
"Some people are born too high. They all say that the young master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion is a child born with a destiny. So the young master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion they expect is burdened with responsibility from birth. He should be pure gold and jade, of noble character, knowledgeable and polite, exceptionally talented, and self-disciplined. There are so many things he should do."
“But I hate it. Those frameworks are too oppressive, those red tape disgust me.”
"When I was young, I could still put on an act with them. But now my cultivation is no longer able to advance any further, and I only have a few short decades left in my life."
He turned his head to meet Chu Hongluan's stunned gaze. Backlit, his long, tied-up hair fluttered in the wind, his eyes were clear, and a hint of arrogance lingered between his brows: "If I could break free from the shackles of this world, I would transform into the wind and ride the clouds to seek the distant, ethereal land, to see the harsh winter and snow-covered landscapes of the Northern Region, to see the vast and boundless grasslands of the Western Region, and to see the magnificent scenery of the famous mountains and rivers of the Eastern Region."
His thick eyelashes drooped, concealing the brilliance in his eyes, and even his voice lowered.
"But I haven't even seen the entire Southern Region."
"I am trapped in this small, nameless immortal mountain. The tiny town of Linxian at the foot of the mountain is the whole world in my eyes."
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