Yan Qing saw Wei Shengzhuang's entire life in the Bi Xi Pearl, but in reality, only one night passed.
When he went out, it was just dawn and Xie Shiyi had been waiting for him in the room for a long time.
The long table in the inn is next to the window, and the golden and red light of the morning glow flows through the window and shines into the room.
Xie Shiyi sat at the table, looking down as he played with the Breath-Avoiding Pearl. His wrist looked like a jade river winding out from his sleeve. His expression was cold, and in the semi-darkness he looked like a frozen painting.
Perhaps because he knew everything that happened in the first year of Jinghong, Yan Qing was looking at Xie Shiyi with extremely complicated emotions in his heart. He walked over, leaned down, and held Xie Shiyi's face with both hands.
Yan Qing called him softly: "Yaoyao."
"What's wrong?" Xie Shiyi's finger stopped on the breath-avoiding bead, put the bead down, then looked up at him and frowned.
Yan Qing whispered, "Don't move, let me take a good look at you."
Xie Shiyi: “…”
Xie Shiyi really did not move, allowing him to offend him, his dark eyes calmly looking at Yan Qing.
The orange glow of the morning glow dyed the corners of Xie Shiyi's eyes, like rouge and crimson clouds.
Yan Qing suddenly remembered the sunset they saw on their way back to Dengxian Pavilion from the gambling house one year.
He suddenly burst out laughing, and his heart felt as if he was in another world, and also slightly sad.
What seemed like ordinary little things at the time turned out to be heart-pounding moments.
Yan Qing whispered in his ear: "Yaoyao, I saw the first year of Jinghong in the Bixizhu."
Xie Shiyi: “Yeah.”
Yan Qing: "You? Tell me, if Wei Shengzhuang hadn't died, wouldn't you? have encountered those tortures when you were a child, and wouldn't you have lived such a hard life."
Xie Shiyi said: "It's a meaningless assumption."
Yan Qing said: "But I think it makes sense. I wonder what would happen to you if you were in a complete, healthy, and wealthy family."
Xie Shiyi was not very moved by his lover's tender assumption and said, "It won't be a big deal. It's no different from now."
Xie Shiyi said: "For Wei Shengzhuang, death is a relief; for me, it was not torture when I was a child."
Yan Qing was stunned.
Xie Shiyi felt a little uncomfortable with his breathing, so he put his arm around Yan Qing's waist and took advantage of the two of them sitting and leaning over to let Yan Qing sit on his lap. Xie Shiyi looked at his slightly surprised expression, and a smile appeared in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He held Yan Qing's waist with his fingers and said calmly: "She gave birth to me so that I could end everything."
"If you must make assumptions, you shouldn't just limit yourself to whether Wei Shengzhuang is dead or not. After she survives, does she love me or hate me, feel guilty or disgusted? And how long can she stay rational when she is parasitized by the nightmare?"
Yan Qing stopped talking.
Sometimes he admired Xie Shiyi very much. No matter what he faced, he could always analyze it calmly and clearly.
Xie Shiyi probably didn't want to discuss Wei Sheng Zhuang with him, so he changed the subject and said, "I will kill Lan Xize and the demon god. But as to whether this chaotic world will end as she wishes, I can't guarantee it."
Yan Qing: "Is Lan Xize really still alive now?"
Xie Shiyi: “Yeah.”
Yan Qing: "He? Is? Xu Ruqing?"
Xie Shiyi: “Yeah.”
Yan Qing was lost in thought for a while and asked, "You? What exactly does Lan Xize want?"
Xie Shiyi said: "He probably wants everything."
Yan Qing nodded: "Yes. I want revenge, I want power, I want strength, and finally I want Wei Shengzhuang's love." As he spoke, he laughed a little sarcastically.
Walking step by step from the edge of Zijinzhou, the weather seemed to go through the four seasons all at once, changing from spring to ice and snow in the blink of an eye.
Canghai Realm is an island floating in the air, next to the Cangwang Sea, and even the wind seems to carry the tide. After getting off the flying boat, the Seventh Eunuch handed the token to the guards, and then arranged a carriage to take them to Lingxin Palace.
This was Yan Qing's first time in Canghai Realm. He looked at the world covered in silver and thought deeply. After finding out the truth about the Four Hundred and Eighty Temples and everything about the first year of Jinghong, the only thing that confused him now was what the connection was between Lan Xize and the Demon God.
And what Emperor Nan Dou told Xie Shiyi about Bai Xiaoxiao being related to saving the world, is it just because he possesses the power of the spirit of Wangchuan
Yan Qing was flipping through a book in the carriage. After discovering that he was interested in melodramatic romances last time, the Seventh Eunuch sent him books of this kind every day with a sly look on his face.
Isn't this a coincidence? Xie Shiyi has great power in Nan Ze Province, and all the gossips about him disappeared overnight, but there are still some copies in Zi Jin Province, which the Immortal Alliance cannot cover for the time being.
Yan Qing saw Murong Motian again. In addition to the tragic love story between Murong Motian and his junior apprentice, there was also a bold pornographic book, in which no pseudonym was used, and "Xie Ying" was used as the protagonist's name.
Yan Qing laughed angrily.
"Seventh Master, have you ever read these books you gave me?"
Yan Qing flipped through the pages casually, pointed at a paragraph, narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and said coldly: "Why? In your eyes, do I have a cuckold fetish? I just like to see other people being intimate with my wife?"
When the Seventh Eunuch saw the name above, his eyes almost popped out of his head. "Oh, Young City Lord, calm down. I will kill this blind man right now."
Yan Qing closed the book, threw it at him, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't send these books to me. The plots are the same, I can write them for you myself."
The Seventh Eunuch was sweating profusely: "Yes. The Young City Lord and Madam are very experienced in bed, how can these vulgar people guess."
Yan Qing: “…”
What am I talking about? This
What's more, what's the point of being experienced? There's not even a hint of experience in the horoscope.
Before the Seventh Eunuch was about to leave with a pile of books, Yan Qing suddenly stopped him, "Hey, you? Wait a minute."
The Seventh Eunuch quickly knelt down before this moody ancestor. He turned around with a bitter face and said in a trembling voice, "Ah? Young City Lord, what else do you want me to do?"
Yan Qing propped up his chin, thought seriously for a while, waved his hand and said: "Seventh Master, go find me some □□."
Seventh Eunuch: “□□?!”
Yan Qing added: "Well. Remember to translate it into magic words first, okay? Translate it and show it to me."
Seventh Grandpa: “…”
What sin had he committed that he had to meet Yan Qing again a hundred years later.
Yan Qing's idea was very simple, first learn more theory, then practice. But this kind of thing was too shameful, he had to learn in private. After changing to magic text, Xie Shiyi had no idea what he was looking at, so he directly lied that it was information from the Demon Realm.
Perfect!
However, since he had failed too many times in front of Xie Shiyi, Yan Qing went to confirm in advance whether Xie Shiyi knew magic runes for the sake of safety.
After being tested again and again by him, Xie Shiyi said calmly: "If you really care about this, I can learn it. I should be able to learn it quickly."
Yan Qing almost vomited blood: "No, no, no, it's not necessary."
On the way, Yan Qing also received a white flying feather, which meant Jing Ruchen wanted to see him.
Although Yan Qing was puzzled, he still opened the white feather. A blue light shone over, and a sparkling water mirror appeared in front of Yan Qing.
The background is the Xuanji Palace, with glazed tiles and steps paved with gold and jade. Upon sensing the response from the water mirror, Jing Ruchen walked down from the high platform.
Under the influence of the twin curses, an almost miraculous reversal occurred in Jing Ruchen's body.
Lingding's legs, which were only bones at the beginning, have returned to their original state. After the retreat, her cultivation level has leapt to the Spirit Transformation Stage, and she has returned to her rightful place.
"Yan Qing."
Jing Ruchen smiled at Yan Qing. She looked exactly like Jing Ruyu, but their temperaments were completely different. She wore a white dress with wide sleeves, looking elegant and graceful, with an indescribable gentleness.
Yan Qing: "You? Looking for me?"
Jing Ruchen said: "Yeah."
Jing Ruchen is now the leader of a sect. He has a lot of things to deal with since he took the throne. He didn't waste time and went straight to the point: "After Jing Ruyu died, I found some clues about the Demon Realm, which may be helpful to you."
Yan Qing frowned: "Demon Realm?"
Jing Ruchen said: "Yes, but there are not many clues."
She originally wanted to find some evidence against the Qin family through Jing Ruyu, but she failed. Jing Ruyu was suspicious by nature and did not leave any clues around her. The only thing she could find were some very minor details.
Jing Ruchen said: "The Qin family has long been deep in the Demon Realm. They founded Plum City in the Demon Realm and have been sending people in continuously. And no one knows the name of the mayor of Plum City."
Yan Qing's eyes darkened, and then he said to Jing Ruchen: "Thank you, I understand."
"Um."
Jing Ruchen seemed to want to say something, but she heard a sound beside her, so she closed her mouth again, smiled at Yan Qing, and closed the water mirror with a wave of her sleeve.
Yan Qing looked down at the white feather shattering into pieces.
He and Jing Ruchen were just chance acquaintances. This time Jing Ruchen took the initiative to contact him, perhaps wanting to join forces with him to fight against the Qin family.
Jing Ruchen hated the Qin family so much that she wanted to commit suicide.
Yan Qing could clearly feel her exhaustion. Jing Ruchen had recovered her memory, her cultivation, and everything that originally belonged to her, but she was not happy. The joy in her eyes was perhaps not as great as that of the girl who had been squatting in the dim South Market bargaining with the unscrupulous vendors.
Yan Qing shook his head and put it all behind him. Maybe it was because he had been in contact with the devil for too long. Yan Qing was not interested in anything that was used as bait by the devil. Whether it was money, power, or strength.
A person becomes more and more complicated as he grows up, because he has too many desires.
Ke Yanqing got off the carriage and saw Xie Shiyi standing in the wind and snow. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly.
Fortunately
His lover, even if she sits high in the Xiaoyu Palace, even if she becomes the best in the world, even if she is surrounded by jackals, tigers and leopards, she remains as pure as ever.
Always awake.
Always know what you really want.
The carriage arrived at Lingxin Palace.
A huge fire burned Lingxin Palace to ashes that year. Now the main hall in Canghai Realm has been rebuilt. It is more magnificent and cooler than before.
Yan Qing stepped on the snow and looked up at the palace.
Zijinzhou and Nanzezhou are two completely different worlds. It is not without reason that Nanzezhou is known as the place of immortals.
As main halls with equal rank and wealth, Xuanji Hall gives people a feeling of being ethereal and otherworldly, while Lingxin Palace gives people a feeling of being oppressive and gloomy.
Even if the white snow piles up under the red walls, it cannot wash away the blood that fills the sky.
"Young City Lord, please go in."
Seventh Eunuch whispered to the ancestor.