The tea cup was quietly placed on the table, it was already cold.
Chen Changsheng sat quietly on the chair, not intending to speak up.
Just like back then, nothing seemed to have changed.
But in fact, everything has already changed.
The young Taoist priest whose marriage was ruined when he first entered the capital has become His Majesty the Pope.
Fortunately, like back then, Xu Shiji was not there, otherwise the situation would have been even more embarrassing.
The bead curtain lightly touched, making a crisp sound, and Xu Yourong came out from behind the curtain.
After returning to the Divine General's Mansion, Xu Yourong ignored him, left him in the hall, and went to wash himself.
This looked very casual, just like the black hair casually hanging behind him at this time.
There are a few drops of water in the slightly damp hair, coupled with a clean, flower-like face, it looks very moving.
Chen Changsheng liked the beauty of his fiancée very much, and liked how casual she treated him even more, so he wanted to just keep watching, but this was Xu's mansion after all, and he still had a lot of things to do.
He stood up and said to Xu Yourong, "Then I'll go first."
Xu Yourong was a little surprised, and said, "Stop eating?"
This is her home, and Chen Changsheng is her fiancé. She treats both parties very casually, so this question is very natural. She didn't understand the reason until she sensed the strange atmosphere in the flower hall, and couldn't help laughing. Get up and say, "Then you go."
"I'll pick you up tomorrow." Chen Changsheng said to her.
Then he turned around to say goodbye to Mrs. Xu, not forgetting to nod to the mother-in-law and Shuang'er.
Regardless of etiquette or demeanor, he has nothing to criticize.
This kind of calm still reminded Mrs. Xu and the others of the scene a few years ago.
Over the years, nothing seemed to have changed for him. Whether it was the young Taoist priest back then or the current His Majesty the Pope, he always treated the world and the people living in it so calmly and indifferently.
Walking out of the Divine General's Mansion, he walked along the unremarkable river, and soon came to the simple stone arch bridge.
When Chen Changsheng walked onto the bridge, he didn't turn his head to look at the mansion and the beautiful courtyard like he did a few years ago.
After three years, when he returned to the capital, he didn't go to Li Palace or Orthodox Academy, but came to Xu Mansion immediately, not because of what he wanted to do, but because his fiancée wanted him to accompany him home, that's the reason Simple.
In the past few years, he has been to Xu's mansion twice as a guest, if he wants to say he is proud, he is not, it seems like a lifetime ago, he is not.
He and Xu Yourong are still very young, their lives are still long, there are still many things to do, and many places to go.
The past is so unimportant compared to the future.
Well, let it pass, or this is the meaning of existence in the past.
Suddenly snowflakes fell.
Chen Changsheng opened the yellow paper umbrella and disappeared into the crowd.
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Let the past pass, this is a very simple sentence, a very simple truth, but not everyone can do it.
For example Xu Shiji.
After returning to the mansion, he heard what happened during the day, and his face became extremely ugly, but in the end he did nothing.
Not even a porcelain wine glass was dropped.
Because Xu Yourong was resting in the backyard at this time.
The entire Divine General's Mansion is as quiet as an old mountain deep in the mountains.
Over the years, Xu Shiji has admitted the reality that his status in the Great Zhou Dynasty comes entirely from his daughter.
No matter whether the Holy Empress Tianhai is in power or now, the original has never changed.
This is a difficult thing to accept, but he can only accept it.
He didn't know how to face his daughter at all.
Mrs. Xu couldn't forget those things in the past, and she said in a depressed mood: "How could I have thought that he would become the Pope?"
Xu Shiji said in a deep voice, "So what? After all, he's not my son-in-law, Xu Shiji!"
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"Looking at my uncle's calm look when he left, I actually don't know how proud I am."
In the backyard, Shuang'er stood in front of Xu Yourong holding a bowl of blue lobster meat, and said with a bit of annoyance.
Xu Yourong said softly: "You mentioned in your letter back then that he was like this at that time. What was he so proud of at that time?"
Shuang'er thought for a while and said, "The him at that time...was too hypocritical, or hypocritical?"
Xu Yourong raised his head and glanced at her indifferently.
Shuang'er became nervous, and quickly said: "Miss, I was wrong."
Xu Yourong asked: "Do you know where your mistakes are?"
Thinking about how badly she had judged Chen Changsheng back then, and thinking about the deep affection between the lady and him now, she became more and more nervous, and said with a trembling voice: "I didn't see how good my uncle is, and I still talked about him a lot."
"Your vision is indeed not good, but how many people could see his goodness back then?"
Xu Yourong suddenly remembered that when he returned to the capital, he visited the Orthodox Academy at night, but met Mo Yu in his room.
Thinking about Mo Yu's upcoming marriage, but asking him to come back as the officiant, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly, thinking that this is a man of discernment.
"What's so good about him?"
Xu Yourong said softly: "I just like that no matter what he encounters, even if it's the great horror between life and death, he is never gloomy, and he is not a slut after giving up. He is still focused and persistent, firm and calm."
Shuang'er couldn't understand, but she could hear the true love in Miss's words, so she couldn't help being stunned.
The marriage between Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong is now a certainty, but until now, she still doesn't think that Miss really likes Chen Changsheng.
Because in her opinion, Miss is naturally noble, proud and cold like a phoenix, how could she like someone
At this time, a servant girl came to report that Xu Shiji had arrived.
The courtyard door opened, and a footprint appeared on the snow.
The two sat opposite each other, and there were two precious teacups on the table.
Everything is very polite, not looking like a father and daughter, but more like a guest.
Xu Shiji looked at his daughter, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, he hesitated to speak.
In the end, he could only care about his diet and daily life before leaving, but he didn't hide his worry before leaving.
Xu Yourong knew what his father wanted to say, or what he wanted him to say to Chen Changsheng.
Just like when I was a child, my father would make such an appearance when he wanted to enter the palace to meet the Holy Empress.
She didn't want to hear it, because she wasn't going to say anything to Chen Changsheng.
This is also very similar to when she was a child, she was never willing to talk about these things with the Holy Empress.
Ever since Tianfeng's bloodline first awakened and she started cultivating Taoism, she found these things boring and annoying.
She felt very annoying again tonight, so she climbed to the roof facing the night snow, and started stargazing with her hands behind her back.
There were thick clouds in the night sky, so naturally she couldn't see the sky full of stars, but it couldn't block her consciousness.
She gazed at the sea of stars at night, and photographed the rubbings of the Tianshu stele, she realized the experience quietly, and her Taoist heart gradually calmed down.
The wind and snow were slightly chaotic, and the girl in black landed beside Xu Yourong.
The light was dim, but the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows was still bright and dazzling.
Xu Yourong stared there twice.
The girl in black said slightly annoyed, "Are you so curious?"
Xu Yourong said seriously: "Of course, when I was young, I went to Beixinqiao for an outing one year. I was really going to jump into the well to find you."
The girl in black sneered and said, "Then why haven't I seen you? And you're still alive."
Xu Yourong looked at the snow falling in the night sky, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty saved me."
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