537 People I Met by Chance
"Father, I've worried you." Armored and bow in hand, the night dew seemed to be blocked by an invisible shield, repelling it involuntarily.
"Father, I want to go out for a walk to clear my head," Meng Queyi said softly, a hint of melancholy creeping into her heart.
Old Man Meng nodded slightly and comforted her, "If Yi'er wants to go for a walk, then go for a walk. Don't worry too much. Have you decided where to go?"
As he walked towards the back hall with his daughter, a barely perceptible hint of resentment flickered in his expression. He thought to himself, 'His Highness is going too far in bullying the Meng family.'
Nothing in this world is ever truly perfect, unless you are a sage emperor.
My daughter wants to visit the border town. Yunsu lives there, and I've heard that children there have access to education, lazy people are arrested, and hardworking people have hot meals to eat. My daughter wants to see it too, but is it really true?
Old Man Meng felt a little embarrassed, gave a wry smile, and thought to himself, 'When I told you to go on a trip, I meant anywhere within a day's radius of the capital, not this far away. If your mother finds out, won't she kill me?'
I have to refuse.
He nodded and said, "Alright, since you want to go see it, then go ahead. I'll talk to your mother for you, and Yunsu is there too; she can show you around properly."
"Thank you, Father. You're the best. I'll be going now." Meng Queyi's style changed instantly; she smiled and ran off quickly.
"No need to thank me, no need to thank me, daughter. Don't worry, I will definitely persuade your mother." Old Man Meng's face lit up with a smile after his daughter's gentle praise.
Inside the courtyard, a woman with a figure as well-maintained as a young girl, beautiful features, clear and bright eyes that revealed intelligence, and a noble and elegant demeanor, looked slightly anxious, fearing that her daughter might be harmed.
Old Man Meng walked in quietly, his voice soft and reassuring, "Don't worry, our precious daughter is back. She's just as strong as me, how could she possibly suffer a loss? You can rest assured."
This woman was Meng Queyi's mother; they looked like sisters.
He rushed over with a shout, his face full of anger. "Don't worry, don't worry about me! You've gone senile to arrange a marriage between your daughter and the royal family! We only have this one precious daughter. Do you think you can control him if you marry her off to the royal family?"
Old Man Meng, with a simple and honest expression, said in a low voice, "With the Holy Emperor here, how could things have turned out like this? I didn't foresee this either; otherwise, this would have been an excellent choice."
Seeing his lover about to speak, he quickly changed the subject, saying, "Wife, it's so late, you should rest, or you'll get wrinkles."
'How about we have another one?'
As night deepened, a restless sound slowly began to rise.
When Meng Queyi returned to her boudoir, Da Mimi was wearing a tight-fitting gray dress, yet she looked as naturally beautiful as a lotus flower emerging from clear water. She had already packed her clothes and luggage, and her eyes showed a hint of excitement and joy.
Seeing the young lady return, she immediately ran over and whispered, "Miss, I've packed everything: silver, blankets, kettle, clothes. I heard the water outside isn't safe to drink. The silver is fine, but gold shouldn't be displayed openly."
Meng Queyi nodded slightly, seemingly unconcerned, and said softly, "Let's go now."
She changed into an elegant long dress, tied her long hair up, and a carriage slowly left the city. At the city gate, although there was a curfew order, it only concerned ordinary people and did not apply to the Meng family.
At the city gate, two carriages, one after the other, slowly waited to leave, and the soldiers guarding the city opened the gate to let them pass.
Meng Queyi's eyes were alert as she waited quietly for the carriage beside her.
The same was true for the other carriage.
The two people, standing silently facing each other, were equally amazed and surprised.
When Meng Queyi saw that the person who came was Yue Chan, she understood. The complexity of the Yue family was just like this. Life is full of surprises.
I was captivated by Yuechan's beauty; her long hair cascaded down to her waist and was gently tied back with a simple white ribbon.
She was dressed in white, tall and slender with a graceful figure and snow-white skin.
His eyes were like a pool of clear water, possessing a cool and agile quality that also had a captivating charm.
It makes one yearn for it.
Yuechan was also incredibly impressed and recognized the person in front of her at a glance. Although she didn't care about worldly fame, she couldn't help but make some comparisons in her heart.
I am ranked fourth, and the third is the person in front of me. If there is a gap, it must be because I am not a direct descendant of the family.
Upon seeing her now, I was immediately struck by her beauty. She was graceful as a startled swan, elegant as a swimming dragon, with skin as white as snow, incomparably beautiful, and stunningly gorgeous. She was full-figured and perky, so beautiful that one could not look directly at her.
Both of them suddenly became surprised and quiet.
Sensing the other party's unfathomable aura and strength, they all nodded silently for a moment.
Da Mimi awoke from her reverie of her stunning beauty and exclaimed, "Sister, you're so beautiful! It's so late. Where are you going?"
Yuechan smiled gently, her slender fingers lightly brushing aside her bangs. A hint of melancholy crept into her voice as she said, "I haven't decided yet. I'll leave first. What about you?"
Da Mimi was immediately taken aback, because she really didn't know where to go.
Meng Queyi chuckled softly, then, almost as if possessed, asked, "I'm preparing to travel to the border town. Would you like to come along?"
"Okay, that makes more." Yuechan agreed immediately.
A carriage carrying three people, each with different thoughts, heading in the same direction.
At dawn, Yun Qing slowly woke up, feeling completely limp. She nestled lazily against her lover, not wanting to move at all. She let him hold her gently and tidy her clothes.
Feeling the surging power within her, and the barrier she could break through at any moment, a sweet feeling welled up inside her. She whispered, "Thank you. I'm so grateful for your expense, Shen Lang."
She gently pulled him closer, drawing him into her arms, and whispered, "It's alright."
After washing up, the two quietly came out. In the hall, in the quiet study, under the ethereal moon, Liu Qianqian chuckled softly, and Yun Qing blushed instantly, quickly coming to the side of the girls.
After breakfast, Wei Lan and the others went to the spiritual land to cultivate, as did Hui Fu and the other women. They seized the time to cultivate and took the opportunity to leave for a while, feeling that they couldn't bear it and that their cultivation was insufficient, so their recovery was relatively slow.
With a slight blush, she gently bid farewell to her lover.
Rou Rou and Wan Qing both need to spend a lot of time and energy on the spiritual plants in the spiritual land, so Rou Rou and her lover spent a moment of tenderness together.
Wanqing whispered shyly, "I'm going to cultivate for a while, so my love, don't miss me. Besides, hasn't Shen Lang's cultivation level increased significantly recently?"
He gently embraced the beauty's waist and whispered softly, "In this spiritual land, there are all sorts of spiritual materials and plants. Use them as much as you can to increase your cultivation as soon as possible. That way, I will feel much more at ease."
Let me know if you need to go out recently.
Wanqing nodded silently and shifted into a more comfortable position in his arms.
A yellow sundress, long legs
She swayed gently on the water, whispering, "Chen Lang, wait for me to come out. We're not going anywhere for a while."
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