Chapter 63 She Wants to Be the Emperor of Heaven
The road to marriage is long and requires riding a horse.
Wu Ciyan did not prepare a carriage, but two beautiful horses, the coat colors of these two horses were symmetrical.
One is black, with only a little white hair on its forehead.
One is white, with only a little black hair on its forehead.
Wu Ci Yan searched for a long time before he found two that were just right.
He let Wen Lanzhi choose first.
Wen Lanzhi chose the white one.
She didn't know why she could ride a horse, it seemed like she was born with the ability.
As they walked, Wu Ci Yan told her about the arrangements for the wedding day.
He said, "This road is very long. We have to walk from night to day. Don't you like fireworks? As soon as the fireworks go off in the evening, we'll start walking. I asked someone to find a lot of flowers. Flowers are the most abundant thing here. I picked out the ones that bloom at night. They will bloom as you walk."
He pointed to the surrounding shops and said, "I've distributed silver and meat in advance, a lot more. Starting from here, every household must set up a banquet all the way to the palace gate. We don't need to wear veils. If we do, we won't be able to see the road."
"Wen Lanzhi." He called her.
She responded.
Wu Ciyan said, "You must remember the way you came clearly, so that you won't get lost if you want to leave the city or go out on your own in the future."
Wen Lanzhi responded again.
Wu Ciyan said, "You should dress up beautifully that day, wearing a beautiful flower crown and the hairpin I made for you. It would be a waste if you don't show them off."
Wen Lanzhi responded again.
Wu Ci Yan talked incessantly, but Wen Lanzhi was in a bad mood.
Wu Ciyan was so happy just now that he didn't notice it, but now he suddenly noticed it and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Lanzhi shook her head. "It's okay."
Wu Ciyan didn't believe it, "Are you really okay?"
Wen Lanzhi shook her head again.
Okay, Wu Ci Yan won’t ask anymore. He will wait until Wen Lanzhi wants to talk about it.
Wen Lanzhi looked up. On the day of her wedding, she would see fireworks.
She rarely saw fireworks before, but she was very happy every time she saw one.
She likes the sound of fireworks and the noise.
She has always been lonely and alone.
When I see fireworks, I feel that it is lively even when I am alone.
She suddenly thought that if she died, Wu Ci Yan would be alone again.
She pointed at the Taoist priest to come and save her, but Parrot Twelve and Parrot Ten were nowhere to be found.
Wu Ciyan seemed to have forgotten about this matter.
She pursed her lips, not knowing how much longer she could live.
Hopefully, at least, I can survive and get married.
She lowered her head, and suddenly a bunch of flowers popped out in front of her, almost hitting her face.
She took it, looked up, looked at the smiling Wu Ci Yan, and smiled too.
Wu Ciyan said, "I picked it."
Wen Lanzhi said: "Well, it looks good, really good."
Wu Ciyan asked, "Why do you look like you're about to cry?"
Wen Lanzhi raised her hand to wipe away her tears. "It's nothing. I'm just too happy."
Wu Ci Yan grabbed her hand. He knew that perhaps the happiness came too suddenly and Wen Lanzhi was a little unable to react.
Sometimes, he didn't even react, and when he closed his eyes at night, it seemed as if he was back to his wandering days.
Actually, those days were not bad. We had money and free time.
Occasionally, I was invited to exchange a few moves with Wen Lanzhi.
Memories are lost, but emotions are not.
After pouring so much love into her for so many years, Wu Ci Yan felt that Wen Lanzhi felt the same as he did at the moment.
She loved him deeply, even though she didn't know why, she still loved him.
When they held hands, they were the only ones left in the world.
Wu Ciyan continued to tell her where the red silk would be hung, when the colorful clouds would rise, and when the birds would come to congratulate.
He said, "The fireworks will stop after daybreak. I plan to make something rain from the sky. Do you like falling flowers or snow?"
"Let the flowers fall." Wen Lanzhi cried, "If the snow falls on the rice, the rice will become cold."
Wu Ciyan nodded, "Okay."
Wu Ciyan: "There will be wine. What kind of wine would you like to drink?"
Wen Lanzhi: "Let's drink fruit wine. You are not allowed to get drunk."
Wu Ciyan said with a smile: "You tell me this yourself. If you get drunk, I will use magic to wake you up and go to the bridal chamber."
Wen Lanzhi lowered her head and sobbed.
Wu Ci Yan held her hand, and the two horses got very close, almost head to head.
Wu Ciyan leaned his head against Wen Lanzhi's head.
He said, "Lanlan, do you know that you have forgotten a lot of things?"
Wen Lanzhi asked, "What?"
Wu Ci Yan said, "A lot of things..." He looked at the stars in the sky, not knowing where to start.
Is he going to tell Wen Lanzhi what happened in the past three hundred years like a story?
"Wen Lanzhi..." He carried Wen Lanzhi onto his horse. Wen Lanzhi was so scared that her neck stretched straight, but she didn't dare to move, for fear of scaring the horse.
He held Wen Lanzhi in his arms and held her hand.
Wu Ci Yan's body was very warm, and Wen Lanzhi felt very comfortable leaning against him.
These two horses have been trained many times and have walked this road countless times. Even if they don't control the reins, they will not go wrong.
Wu Ciyan asked, "Do you remember that we rode on the same horse before?"
Wen Lanzhi tilted her head in confusion, "I've never ridden a horse before."
She felt the warm water droplets hitting her hair and looked up. Wu Ci Yan hurriedly wiped away her tears.
Wen Lanzhi asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Wu Ci Yan didn't know how to tell her.
Wen Lanzhi's memory will never come back. Her memory is integrated into Wu Ciyan's flesh and blood, prolonging his life.
Wu Ciyan said, "We once watched fireworks together, rode horses together, and even went to Qin'an Mountain together. You don't even remember it."
Wen Lanzhi lowered her eyes, she didn’t know.
Did she lose her memory?
She didn't feel anything.
She said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I really don't remember."
Wu Ciyan said, "No need to apologize. It's because of me that you forgot."
"Because of you?" Wen Lanzhi couldn't believe it. "Why?"
Wu Ciyan was unable to answer for a moment: "Because... because..."
Wen Lanzhi didn't embarrass him. She straightened her head and leaned back against him. "It's okay. Even if the memory is gone, the feelings won't change. I can feel that I love you, not hate you. That means you took my memory for a reason. It wasn't intentional. I'm not angry. And memories are something that can be gone in the past, but will come back in the future. I won't forget what happened next."
She wanted to look into Wu Ciyan's eyes, tilted her head back, and said, "No matter how many times I forget you, I will fall in love with you again."
She: “Can you?”
Wu Ciyan said firmly, "I will."
He: "Whether I still remember you or not, as long as I don't see you when I wake up the next day, I will definitely go find you."
He searched for his obsession for six years and finally found it.
He held his obsession firmly in his hand.
It was an obsession in the past, it is an obsession in the present, and it will be an obsession in the future.
Murong stared at the little fairy writing history and felt a little bored, so she decided to go back to the palace to do some embroidery.
She has other things going on.
She walked to the gate of Murong Palace and saw a familiar figure. She called out in disbelief, "Brother?"
Mu Xi was stunned for a moment, then turned sideways and said, "...Yeah."
Mu Xi is practicing the most difficult technique in the world, which requires her to cut off all emotions and love.
Love is too hard to break.
The love between mother and child is love, the love between brother and sister is love, the love between classmates is love, the love between teacher and student is love, and the love for family and country is also love...
After he reached a certain level of cultivation, he could not break through no matter what.
Murong had teased him before, saying that a heartless and ungrateful person couldn't care about the world, so why bother practicing? It would be better for him to be a mortal and help farm for a few days.
The two of them have never been on good terms. In order to break off their love relationship, Mu Xi moved to a distant fairy mountain.
The two haven't seen each other for a long time, ever since Murong was demoted to the mortal world.
When Murong took a quick look at it, she thought she was seeing things.
My brother has lost a lot of weight over the years.
She took two steps forward and found that Mu Xi's hands were shaking.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Murong asked gently.
Mu Xi said: "I came over to send someone off for you."
Murong was puzzled: "Who is it?"
Mu Xi waved her hand, and a woman suddenly appeared on the ground.
Murong helped her up and stared at her for a long time. "What's your name?"
The woman said, "Sir, I am Qi Shu."
"Qi Shu!" Murong remembered.
She had been an official in the mortal world for several years, helping to rescue the people affected by the flood. She used her own money to buy and transport grain to provide relief to the victims. At that time, Qi Su was the one who was helping her all the time.
Murong told her that with her merits, she would definitely become a god.
But Murong was not a god at that time and could not help. She just said it casually.
Later, Murong died and reincarnated into the next life. She forgot everything about her previous life, including Qi Shu.
When she was listed among the immortals again, she did not find Qi Shu. She calculated based on Qi Shu's merits and virtues and found that he should indeed have ascended to immortality, but she did not know why he did not ascend to immortality, and she did not know where to find him, so she put the matter aside.
Murong asked, "Didn't you become a god?"
Qi Su: "I, I... My Lord, after I died in my sixth life, I went to heaven to report, but the God who held my merit book at the time said that there was no suitable position for me in heaven for the time being, so he asked me to go down and reincarnate again... I don't know why, but in the next few reincarnations, I was always hunted by evil spirits. My mother and father died at the hands of evil spirits. I had no choice but to go up the mountain to learn skills and became a Taoist priest. I didn't have any obsession with ascending to heaven. I just hoped to save as many people as possible. But the evil spirits that hunted me became more and more brutal, and I couldn't defeat them. My Taoist companions... my children, all... all died at the hands of the evil spirits."
She wanted to kneel down, but Murong kept holding her up. "My Lord, I'm so scared. I see the shadow of evil spirits everywhere when I sleep at night. I'm afraid that in my next life, it will be the same. Please, please save me... I don't want to be a god. I want to be a human for all my lives. I will definitely be a good person for all my lives."
She said: "But I'm afraid that from now on, there will be no more peaceful days."
Murong didn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with the Heavenly Court.
She grabbed Qi Su's hand and said, "There's no such thing as 'not enough position' in heaven. Don't worry, I'll check it out and I'll definitely give you an explanation."
She supported Qi Su and walked into Murong Palace. Turning back, she found that Mu Xi had not left yet and was standing there alone.
Her heart moved, and she patted Qi Shu's hand, "You go in first, I want to talk to my brother. You go and sit down, I will come to find you later."
Qi Shu nodded while crying.
Murong stepped forward and looked at Mu Xi: "Brother, why did you come here in person? Wouldn't it be better if you sent someone to take her here?"
Mu Xi turned around and looked at her.
He said awkwardly, "I miss you a little."
Murong choked. This was not like her brother's style.
Mu Xi: "There's one more thing I want to remind you of."
Murong: "What?"
Mu Xi: "This person knows Wu Ciyan."
Murong pursed her lips and said "Oh".
Mu Xi: "Aren't you going to ask him for help?"
Murong didn't answer.
In fact, she has not been willing to look for Wu Ci Yan recently. No matter how powerful Wu Ci Yan is or how good his relationship with her is, he is not on the same page with the Heavenly Court after all.
Murong's original intention was not to be a traitor to Heaven.
She wants to... be the Emperor of Heaven.
When this thought came to her mind, she was shocked.
Then, this idea suddenly began to take root like a seed and penetrated deeply.
She wants to be the Emperor of Heaven.
She wants to be the Emperor of Heaven!
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