Fu Canglu

Chapter 328 Jokes
"You knew he would do this?"

Yi Xiaoan raised his beautiful eyebrows in disbelief.

"Ah."

Wei Lingshan, who was covered in a large hemp robe, nodded lightly, her movements so subtle that it was hard to see, and she said calmly, "From the day I knew him, I knew what kind of person he was."

Wei Lingshan paused, then said softly, "I know him as well as he knows me."

"Behind Xiguan's conspiracy is Yincheng, he knows it."

"I don't want Xiguan to make a move, he knows it."

The princess lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "It took me some time to come here from Yincheng, and he knows it."

"He didn't kill Ren Pingsheng or the people in Liangjia City. Apart from not wanting to start a war, he also wanted to prove to me that if the Northern Wei Dynasty could not touch his bottom line, he would be willing to accommodate me."

Yi Xiaoan remained silent.

Is this a consonance?
Wei Lingshan said softly: "Everything is over now, this turmoil has been overcome without any danger."

Yi Xiaoan gritted his teeth, frowned and asked, "Are you going back to Yincheng?"

Wei Lingshan didn't nod or shake his head.

She just looked at Ke Qing, a Buddhist woman in front of her, and asked with a smile, "Otherwise?"

Yi Xiaoan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why didn't you go back to Qiliang with him?"

The princess lowered her eyes, not knowing what was going on in her heart.

Her voice was clear and soft: "Why doesn't he go back to Yincheng with me?"

Yi Xiaoan was stunned.

Wei Lingshan smiled and said, "Each has its own difficulties. Whether it's me accommodating him or he accommodating me, it seems deliberate and contrived, so the ending is not good."

Yi Xiaoan looked at this woman whose realm was much higher than himself with a complex expression, deeply touched in his heart, and asked sincerely, "Don't you even see one side?"

Wei Lingshan smiled and shook his head slowly.

Some words were left unsaid.

If you can't stay together forever when you meet, why bother to worry about meeting each other?
If parting cannot be free from sorrow, why bother?
Yi Xiaoan was thoughtful.

If you can be with you for thousands of years, do you still care about one day and one night?

Presumably he doesn't care anymore.

She looked at Wei Lingshan, and thousands of words arose in her heart, and finally returned to peace.

She didn't know what to say.

She really has nothing to say.

The princess smiled, put the white cat mask on his face again, and said softly: "Go back and say hello to him for me."

Yi Xiaoan pursed his lips tightly.

Suddenly there was a bird song in the sky

A pair of huge blue wings blocked the sky and pushed away all the heavy rain above Wei Lingshan, casting a dark shadow.

The princess raised his head and looked at the figure that jumped down from Qingluan.

That figure fell like a heavy weight, fell into the rain in an instant, and stood up slowly.

He looks like a frail scholar.

The only son of Hou, the champion of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Chen Wanjuan.

It's a long way out of Liangjia City.

Xiao Buyi slowly opened his eyes.

There was still a world of heavy rain in front of him, his vision was a bit blurred, and the fog was rising. Perhaps because of being too tired, His Highness's forehead was burning hot, and his consciousness was a little blurred.

Practitioners rarely get sick, especially Confucian and Taoist practitioners, who put self-cultivation and rest in the first place. Ordinary Taoist masters, some of them have lived for hundreds of years, relying on breathing and nourishing their energy.

In fact, His Highness the Second Highness had accumulated too many old illnesses during his time in Beiyuan.

He exhaled slowly, and smiled weakly: "What a sour person."

His Highness walked in the heavy rain with Xiao Buyi on his back.

"When did you wake up?"

"I've been awake for a long time. Probably when you put me down in front of the gate of Liangjia City, I hit my head on a rock. It hurts so much. I didn't dare to shout out for fear of affecting your decisive battle momentum."

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"It's good that you didn't draw your sword to kill afterward."

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"It's just that what you said was too sour."

Xiao Buyi paused, then said with a smile, "But it makes me so envious."

His Highness did not speak.

The Second Highness asked a little weakly, "Didn't we meet again?"

Yi Xiao hummed lightly.

"I want to see Tang Xiaoman very much now." Xiao Buyi seldom joked, and now his tone was lighter than most of the time when he went south, "When I really want to see someone, I can't wait for a second. I wish I could Fly to Qiliang."

"That's why I can't understand the two of you. You clearly want to meet so much, but you suppress each other. You even choose not to meet because you don't want to bear the pain of parting."

Xiao Buyi smiled and said, "Don't you think it's a pity?"

His Highness said frankly: "I really want to see her."

His Highness replied frankly: "In fact, she really wants to see you too."

Yi Xiao didn't stop, but said very flatly: "But I'm going to send you to Qiliang first, I want to see Wei Lingshan, but it's not as strong as you want to see Tang Xiaoman."

Xiao Buyi couldn't laugh or cry.

"There is no cold or heat in the immortal bones of Zhijun, and it is as if they meet each other for thousands of years."

Yi Xiao said lightly, without looking back at Xiao Buyi's expression, "Back to Qiliang, I can ask Qingli to write down the coordinates, and then send me to Beidi."

The Second Highness's expression was a bit exciting.

He pondered this sentence over and over again, and there was a wave of waves in his heart.

There is no cold or heat in the immortal bones of Zhijun, and it is as if they meet each other for thousands of years.

Yi Xiao didn't know that his casual words caused Xiao Buyi to fall into silence behind him, and he just kept walking at a very fast speed.

There was always a certain ominous premonition in the bottom of His Highness's heart.

Because before Liangjia City, not far away is Tunyi Gorge.

Xiguan Bian Gorge, Tunyi Gorge.

The name is jarring.

Very unlucky.

Yi Xiao didn't like it very much.

After passing through Tunyi Gorge and arriving at the Qijiang Ferry, you can leave by ferry.

The journey of one hundred thousand miles is almost done.

Your Highness doesn't want any more accidents.

"Brother Chen." Wei Lingshan looked at the frail scholar in the rain, and his voice was calm and indifferent.

"Long time no see."

Chen Wanjuan did not speak, he glanced at Yi Xiaoan who was standing on the trunk of the big banyan tree.

Chen Wanjuan was indeed the youngest and most amazing genius in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

He naturally knew that Yi Xiaoan was a guest official of the Buddhist girl who was in the limelight in Qiliang.

That woman is a difficult character.

Chen Wanjuan took a deep breath, stopped looking at the woman standing on the tree, but smiled at Wei Lingshan, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Wei Lingshan was silent for a moment, then said softly: "I'm going back to Yincheng. If brother Chen needs anything, you can go to Yincheng to find me."

Chen Wanjuan's smile was unavoidably awkward.

He said: "Lingshan. I came here specially from Luoyang, don't I even have time to catch up on the old days?"

Yi Xiaoan simply smiled and said, "That depends on the person."

Chen Wanjuan was taken aback.

Yi Xiaoan said with a smile: "With my brother, the princess can recount the past for three days and three nights until there is nothing old to recount, but with you, naturally there is nothing old to recount from the beginning."

The champion Hou Duzi squinted his eyes, ignoring the Buddhist woman Ke Qing on the tree.

He looked at Wei Lingshan, but she didn't respond to such words.

Chen Wanjuan said weakly, "Do you still remember the bamboo-leaf red flute we both had?"

Wei Lingshan said softly: "It has already been given away."

Chen Wanjuan was stunned and couldn't believe it: "Give it to someone? To whom?"

"Of course it was given to my brother."

The woman on the tree laughed wantonly, and asked, "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Chen Wanjuan's expression was ugly. He looked at Wei Lingshan, but he didn't expect to get a slight nod from the latter.

"Give it to Yi Xiao? What do you give it to him?"

The woman on the tree laughed heartily.

"Throw it to my brother."

Yi Xiao'an covered his stomach with one hand, turned backwards and forwards with laughter, pointed at Chen Wanjuan and asked, "My brother will do this kind of dirty work, otherwise, who else do you want to throw away?"

Chen Wanjuan looked at the Buddhist woman Ke Qing.

Yi Xiaoan's smile was still there, and his hands were so powerful that they were already pressed into his sleeves.

The only son of the champion Hou swallowed his breath, and his expression eased.

He said to Wei Lingshan sincerely: "I shouldn't have traveled outside and neglected you for so many years."

Wei Lingshan was a little dazed.

Chen Wanjuan said softly, "I have already obtained His Majesty's consent, and I just need to find a good day to go to Yincheng to propose marriage in person."

Propose marriage?

"Ask for marriage?" Wei Lingshan said a little perplexed, "Who do you propose marriage to? Propose marriage to me?"

"I'm the one who didn't want to marry you." Chen Wanjuan said sincerely, "After proposing marriage, I will make up for all the days I owed you in Luoyang."

The silver bell of Yi Xiaoan laughing wantonly rang in the Daji Mountains.

Chen Wanjuan raised his head with an ugly expression.

"Are you comparing with my brother?" Yi Xiaoan asked with a smile.

He said gloomyly, "How can I not compare to your brother?"

Yi Xiao'an smiled, stretched out his middle finger provocatively, and slowly moved towards Chen Wanjuan.

Chen Wanjuan couldn't bear it.

He made seals with both hands, and the Confucian energy came out, ready to teach the woman on the tree a lesson.

It's a pity that at the same moment, the woman standing on the tree suddenly lost all smiles.

Yi Xiaoan poked out a slender hand from his sleeve with a blank face.

Put your five fingers together and press your palms together.

The trend is coming!
The astonishing wave-like general trend reached the domain in an instant like a strong wind, breaking Chen Wanjuan's Confucianism in an instant!

Power several times stronger than ordinary Dacheng Yuyi descended out of thin air
The green-shirted scholar spat out a mouthful of blood, was slapped by Yi Xiaoan, and flew out horizontally, flying several feet away.

The calm woman standing on the tree frowned and said coldly: "Chen Wanjuan, listen to me."

"In terms of cultivation, my brother is a great cultivator with two celestial aspects. In the future, he is destined to be a genius and evildoer comparable to Beixian, and I don't know how many times stronger than half-baked Confucianism like you."

"In terms of talent, my brother has long been on the top of the list of literary critics in the world. Qi Liang is nineteen, who doesn't know that my brother wrote poems in front of the palace at the age of six?"

"In terms of state of mind, do you actually think that wishful thinking is wishful thinking, that you can win people's hearts with a marriage contract?"

Yi Xiaoan looked indifferent, and said: "Why do you compare with my brother? Why do you rob me? Why dare to say these words?"

Wei Lingshan couldn't bear to see the bleak appearance of the scholar in green shirt after being slapped by Da Shizhi.

She shook her head.

If you didn't ask for it yourself, why did you come down to this point?
Yi Xiaoan looked at the embarrassed scholar, sneered, and said reluctantly, "In my eyes, you are just a joke."

(End of this chapter)