My wife, the eldest princess of the demon clan, I recite poems and become a sword god

Chapter 51 Returning (please read and collect)
Looking back from outside the hospital, Li Cheng smiled at Uncle Tai, with no trace of frustration on his face:

"Uncle Tai, what should we do next?"

Uncle Tai, who was nearby, heard this and replied calmly:

"According to Missy's instructions before leaving, I will take Young Master to Chang'an City..."

Hearing this, Li Cheng nodded secretly in his heart.

The other party's answer was consistent with what Xiao Yi and him said.

As Uncle Tai spoke, he couldn't help but feel a bit of nostalgia:

"I was born in Chang'an and grew up in Chang'an.

I haven't been back for such a long time, I don't know if those old people can still recognize me. "

Hearing this, Li Cheng almost wanted to ask the other party, do those old friends live in the Xijing Villa in Pingkangfang?
He coughed slightly, but without saying what was in his heart, he stood up and stood on the spot, looking around with nostalgia.

Every flower, every grass, every leaf and every tree in the courtyard has witnessed a short and unforgettable time.

For him, meeting Xiang Yi was like a dream.

But at this moment, this dream needs to be awakened temporarily.

Withdrawing his gaze, Li Cheng turned to look at Uncle Tai next to him with a calm expression, and chuckled:
"I still have some things, I need to go elsewhere first, so I won't go to Chang'an with you.

You can leave me an address and I'll visit you when you're done. "

Uncle Tai didn't show any surprise when he heard that.

Obviously, he expected that the other party would give such a reply.

After thinking for a moment, Uncle Tai inadvertently straightened his back and said in a deep voice:
"Young hero, the eldest lady's home is Xiang Mansion on Ning'an Road."

Ning An Road?
Hearing this strange yet familiar place name, Li Cheng raised his eyebrows, and asked without understanding:
"I don't know, Uncle Tai, which Xiang Mansion are you talking about?"

Suddenly, Uncle Tai laughed twice, then stopped his laughter and said seriously:
"Young hero, there is only one place on Ning'an Road and even the entire city of Chang'an that can be called Xiang Mansion."

Li Cheng:......

He could understand what Uncle Tai meant.

In fact, when he heard Xiaoyi report her name, Li Cheng had some guesses about her surname.

At the moment, it's just confirmed by Uncle Tai's words.

The direction of Xiang Yi is the direction of the Xiang family in Longxi, and the direction of "Xiang Cui Lu Wang Xiao".

The head of the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes, the largest wealthy family in the Jin Dynasty.

Although I don’t know the details of the inside story, it seems that his wife is indeed a wealthy woman.

silence for a moment,

Li Cheng nodded, picked up the long sword on the table, and said softly:

"I remember it, Uncle Tai. I hope we can meet again soon."

"Hehe," Uncle Tai grinned and couldn't help but joked:
"What the young hero hopes to see is not a bad old man like me..."

Arching his hands, he looked serious, and looked at Li Cheng who turned around:
"I wish you young hero to meet the person you want to see as soon as possible and have a safe journey."

Li Cheng, who had his back turned to Uncle Tai, waved his right hand under the moonlight and walked out of the chaimen of the small courtyard with steady steps:
"Let's go, don't send it away."

Uncle Tai squinted his eyes slightly and saw Li Cheng's figure walking farther and farther along the forest path until he could no longer see it.

The cold wind of autumn night rustled the pine forest.

Just like ten days ago.

……

……

Four more days later.

Pieces of snowflakes fell over a small town in the wilderness.

Even in the demon territory where there are not many cities, it can only be regarded as an inconspicuous small place.

The only thing worthy of praise is that this place is close to an ancient ruins called Xuanyuan Terrace.

Legend has it that it was once the residence of the gods, but now it has become dilapidated.

Outside the west of the city,

The deep part of the steep valley, which looked like it was split open by a sword, was where Xuanyuan Terrace was located.

now,

Hundreds of guards in black of rank seven or above, holding bright swords, were standing guard outside Xuanyuan Terrace.

Dozens of strong men and masters in the Tongxuan realm were arranged in an orderly manner to guard the inner court.

Eight powerful grand masters each guard a direction.

At the core, the two people playing chess opposite each other outside the thick stone door were two second-grade land gods.

Such battles are really jaw-dropping and extremely shocking.

And although the whole valley is full of martial arts masters, only the whistling wind can be heard quietly.

Time passed quietly bit by bit.

The dark and gloomy sky made it difficult to distinguish the specific moment.

Maybe before sunset, maybe after sunset.

The rumbling sound of the stone door opening made the two land gods who were about to settle down look at each other.

In a dark environment,

Xiang Yi, wearing a long black dress, walked out from behind the door calmly.

When the maid Qiaoer who was guarding outside saw this, she looked at her master up and down with worry, and the silver bell around her neck made a clear sound.

From the outside, the owner seems to be the same as before entering.

The slight difference is that the master's already enchanting figure seems to have become more exquisite...

Seeing the two land gods closest to the stone gate, Xiang Yi first bowed to each other:
"It's so hard for the two seniors to come to protect the Dharma. My little girl will remember it deeply."

"Your Highness, Princess, you are welcome. This is the responsibility of the Imperial City Department."

"Yes, this is also the responsibility of my former secretary."

After hearing the two people's answers, Xiang Yi turned his head and glanced at the others, a hint of surprise suddenly flashed through his clear eyes:
"Uncle Tai, why are you here?"

"Your Highness, Mr. Li left Qingquan Town, so the old servant came to Xuanyuan Terrace."

Speaking very quickly, Uncle Tai briefly explained the context of the future. Uncle Tai then lowered his head and said:

"My old servant doesn't know where Mr. Li has gone."

Hearing this, Xiang Yi quietly raised his eyes, looked at the falling snow on his slender fingertips, and suddenly chuckled:
"It doesn't matter, anyway, we will meet again eventually."

After saying this, she took the lead and walked out with the two maids.

The long ponytail tied with a crimson hairband on the back of his head was swaying back and forth in the drifting snow.

When the two land gods saw this, they were slightly stunned, looked at each other, and used their true energy to communicate with each other:
"This seems to be the first time I've seen His Highness smile, right?"

"It seems to be true."

……

……

Nine thousand miles south from Xuanyuan Terrace and across the mighty Guangling River is the most powerful city in the southern part of the Jin Dynasty.

Nandu, Jiangning City.

Compared with the tranquility of Xihe City in the north, Jiangning City is brightly lit at night, like a city that never sleeps.

It is also the only place without a curfew except Chang'an and Luoyang.

On both sides of the Longyin River, excited princes, princes and grandsons can be seen everywhere, cheering for the actors playing the pipa on the painted boat.

The air seemed to be filled with the aroma of rouge and gouache.

Li Cheng, who habitually sat on a small U-Peng boat, looked at the scenery in front of him and sighed with emotion.

The fireworks on both sides of the bank are the Jiangnan scenery that he is extremely familiar with after living for ten years.

Li Cheng casually glanced at the little lady not far away from the river with a pink flower on her forehead, but Li Cheng's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

From the day he left to now, it has been a month since he left Jiangning.

During this time,

His amiable and lovely master Tang San probably didn't do anything in this land of fireworks under the guise of his precious disciple.

Should, no?

(End of this chapter)