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Towards such straightforward praise, Zhuang Li naturally enjoyed it a lot. She couldn't help but want to give him a piece of candy because of the sweet taste of the young man's mouth.

"Sister asked me how I knew that Young Master was injured, I could smell it. Although it had been a few days, there was still a faint scent of blood on his body. Watching the young master's face, I can see that there is something wrong with his blood and Qi, but at least it should be fine. "

Zhuang Li was secretly ridiculing the little brat in her heart. Furthermore, the diagnosis was so accurate that it was truly astonishing. She didn't know what kind of appearance she would have after being taught for a few more years. She was probably going to become a master teacher of her generation …

"Senior Brother is lying. The last time we left, he said that he would come visit me after a period of time. I didn't expect that I would have to wait for him for two years …" I have already learned all my medical skills. If you had come a year or so later, I would have been sent by Master to the Valley of Immortal Medicine to learn medical skills. At that time, it would have been even more difficult to meet senior once again. "

It could be seen that he and Yun Duan were very close. After all, there were only a few people in this mountain, so the child was naturally very happy.

On the way, he heard Yun Duan talk about how although Master Xian He had lived a carefree life, he was extremely strict with his disciples and had almost no time to rest. He did not finish one lesson before continuing to study until he finished learning all the knowledge in Crane Temple, and then was sent to another place to continue his studies.

Once it was time to be sent out, it might be years before he returned.

However, the places he sent them to were all his friends in the martial arts world. In just a year or so, Master Xian He had stayed on the mountain until his bones ached. But how long it would take would depend on Master Xian He's mood.

After learning the martial arts in Xian He's view, Yun Duan was sent to a place even further away to learn sword techniques at the Cyan Peak Sword Sect, where he was forgotten by Master Xian He and stayed there for a whole three years before he was able to receive it. After he came back, he understood that the reason his master mentioned it was because Master Xian He and the leader of the Cyan Peak Sword Sect had never been on good terms... Later, Yun Duan was sent to Mei Shan Sect to study. Compared to his usual indifferent attitude towards his disciples, he was simply like a different person. It was only after he had finished learning and returned, did he listen to Master Lu Ye talk about how Master Xian He had come to visit him so diligently because he had a relationship with the Mei Shan Sect Leader when he was young, and because there were many different reasons why lovers did not end up together. Moreover, Master Xian He fell to the ground because he missed her very much, and it was unknown whether or not the diligent fall to the ground had the effect of rekindling his old feelings …

Unfortunately, Ya Duan's learning progress was too fast. In less than half a year, he had already learnt the martial arts of Mei Shan Sect. Seeing that there was nothing left to teach him, the female teacher finally chased him out of the sect …

Thus, Master Xian He complained to him for a long time …

The mountain was filled with cultivators, so naturally, they only ate light vegetables from the green porridge. However, the three people who had been lacking food and meat along the way were already very satisfied. Zhuang Li didn't care about all that, and quickly downed three big bowls of food before she managed to slow down her eating speed. When she looked up and saw that Wang Su, who was sitting in front of him, was still eating slowly, she wondered if that fellow wasn't hungry.

Then, he recalled that this fellow was, after all, Da Feng's son of heaven. He had probably been bound by the restrictions of the palace since he was young. Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking. How could he compare to a boor like himself...

Compared to the question of whether he was hungry or not, whether he was in pain or not... Perhaps the Tian Family's prestige was more important …

When she finally patted her stomach after gulping down another bowl of soup, the corner of her mouth hooked up into a satisfied smile. Wang Su's expression on the other side was clearly saying: You're really living a rough life …

Yun Duan also rarely stayed away from Wang Su. After all, there were many experts in the Crane Temple, so there was no need to worry about Wang Su's safety. Since he rarely came back, he was also eyed by Master Lu Ye when it was time to eat, and there was no end to it. He had been captured by his seniors and juniors to reminisce about the past.

The buildings of the Crane Temple were scattered all over the Immortal Crane Peak, speckled with specks of light that were connected by paths and paths. It was said that there was some kind of formation. If a stranger was not guided, it was very easy to get lost or be trapped on this mountain.

Zhuang Li walked out of the hall. In front of him was a row of water vats around the height of half a person with many water lotuses growing inside, the climate on the mountain was much later than on the ground. It was obviously midsummer, but the weather was still as cold as early spring. Originally, Yun Duan had sent a little Daoist to guide them, but Zhuang Li felt uneasy. She wanted to walk around the mountain alone for a few rounds.

Zhuang Li sat on the stairs as the sun was already setting in the west. The surrounding scenery was as if she was in a fairyland as it bathed in the radiance of the sunset. The petals of the lotus flower, the dew on the grass leaves. The wings of the Immortal Crane were covered with a layer of dazzling golden light.

Suddenly, he felt that this was a treasure that was even more valuable than a palace painted with gems and golden paint.

It would be a very romantic choice to make this place his final resting place... In the morning, he woke up to the cry of a crane, green tea and light rice, guarding a lotus for the rest of his life. Perhaps he would also become different.

A small stone fell down right on Zhuang Li's head.

"Aiya!" She quickly covered her head and looked around. She saw Wang Su sitting on the roof of the hall above her, bewitched by the beautiful scenery. He had half a hand holding his head in satisfaction, his other hand playing with the small stone in his hand.

"The sleeping quarters are in the wrong direction ~" Ye Zichen glanced at the woman, who was standing beside him, with an unconcerned expression.

Zhuang Li rushed into the palace, found a ladder leading to the roof and clattered on it and ran up. There was a triangular window on both sides of the attic. Just as she reached the window, she saw Wang Su sitting on a narrow platform on the roof with a leisurely expression.

The topography of this palace hall was extremely high, and Zhuang Li's eyes were filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, which seemed to be just inches away from him. She was so shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of her that even the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up.

"Idiot …"

It was only until he faintly heard Wang Su's voice that he came back to reality.

She turned her head to look at Wang Su. She originally wanted to use a tooth for a tooth in return for cursing at him, but then she suddenly realized that the person in front of her was the Emperor … And the right to take his head off... Furthermore, that right was something that could be granted at any time...

Ye Zichen let out a breath in relief, then felt lucky that he didn't manage to say anything … He respectfully coaxed the old man in front of him …

"Your majesty isn't resting?"

Wang Su glanced over. That gaze seemed to have already guessed what Zhuang Li was thinking. The feeling of having her superior say bad things about him was really hard to bear … "In a hurry, she started to laugh with a guilty conscience.

"Your majesty, do you need this servant to accompany you back to your room to rest?"

Wang Su watched as this woman rushed up to him enthusiastically, obviously wanting to settle the score with him. But now that she said such tactful words to fawn on him, afraid that he would anger her, he could not help but find her interesting. She was different from all the other women she had known before, more alive, more able to stir up her own nerves, as if she couldn't help but tease her.

He sometimes felt that this woman seemed to be fearless, and was the bravest one he had ever met. Sometimes, he even felt that she was more timid than the young eunuch that served him with Imperial Study.

He couldn't see through this woman, but he liked her a lot. If he saw her, he would always be angry because of her. If he couldn't see, then he would suddenly feel empty inside … Always concerned... He had never felt this kind of feeling since he was young …

Wang Su had experienced quite a bit of things along the way, so when it came to hardships, Wang Su didn't think that it was anything special. He had experienced worse and more dangerous situations than these. From the moment he decided to fight for the throne, he had always been cautious. What kind of storms have I never seen before? But he could still deal with it with ease.

But now? What about this time?

Wang Su could not explain it clearly, and sighed. The woman in front of him was extremely beautiful, but there seemed to be something even more impressive than her beauty that made him feel that she was right.

When he saw her injured and undecided life and death lying there, he was afraid that he would lose her, so he clearly felt the changes in his body compared to before.

No matter what, he was unwilling to bear the pain of losing her.

Different from the palace, different from any other person, but this stupid woman seemed to have no sense of foresight. She was serious at the moment, but she was also crazy at the moment, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.

However, he had lost to her in the end …

He took her hand and sat beside her. He just wanted to sit there quietly.

The setting sun emitted a dazzling brilliance before quickly disappearing under the clouds, and the land was quickly covered in a layer of dim shadow. Wang Su picked up a wine bag from the side and Zhuang Li instantly recognized it.

"This is …" This is the wineskin of that Master at ease! "

Wang Su did not say anything, which was considered to be tacit agreement.

"You stole Master Kuan You's wineskin!" Just as she said that, Zhuang Li realized that she was just f * cking courting death. She actually had the guts to say that the Emperor stole the wineskin of a Taoist monk from the mountains!? Just how impatient was she to live … No matter how many heads she had, it wouldn't be enough to cut him down.

The Taoists on the mountain all had extremely sharp ears, although no one pointed it out, they all knew Wang Su's identity. The rivers and mountains are all the emperor's … Who would bother with him about a broken wineskin …

Zhuang Li was trembling in fear, but she noticed that Wang Su did not look angry at all. She obediently sat down beside Wang Su, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Along the way, the two of them naturally became closer, but after Wang Su left the Qing Qiao County, he became angry with himself again. Accompanying a lord like a tiger, he had no choice but to carefully serve this great sir.

Looking at his toes in the last rays of the setting sun, he could not help but feel embarrassed.

She was wearing an extremely simple flowered garment that she had bought in a nearby county. Both the dyeing and the workmanship were extremely rough. Even a random Bala from the city's cloth shop could beat it by a thousand times. He had been in the countryside for such a long time, so how could a natural disaster like this raise a person? Even without a mirror to look at, he could feel the shaving and roughness on his face … And with this cheap earth-cloth outfit...

He was just like a village girl, without a shred of face to speak of …

He sighed inwardly to himself that he would one day become unconfident in Zhao Ci's capabilities. With her current appearance, she would be able to get rid of the jealousy of the empress and the Imperial Noble Consort had towards him.

But now, he seemed to faintly wish that he could sit beside Wang Su in an extremely dignified and dignified manner … He thought for a while and regained his senses. He couldn't help but want to knock himself out with a brick.

What am I thinking...

It was true that she liked Wang Su, but she had always been extremely careful and prudent. She had only wished that she could protect such a small part of her heart to accompany him by his side. She was willing, but Wang Su might not even be willing … As he thought of this, he once again felt a sense of sorrow shrouding his head.

Wang Su did not look at her, how could he care about the thoughts of the little girl beside him, he just opened his Wine Sack and gulped it down.

Night gradually descended and the mountain returned to its calm state. The old Daoist knocked on the bell and announced the arrival of night. Everything in the mountain seemed to understand the sound of the bell. The birds that were lingering in the sky gradually returned to their nests. In twos and threes, they disappeared into the distant horizon.

The clouds gradually dispersed, and the lotus flower in full bloom had already closed its petals, ready to sleep peacefully.

The crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs gradually calmed down. In the end, even the sound of the cranes flapping their wings could no longer be heard.

It was as if the entire Crane Temple had closed its eyes in satisfaction after a peaceful day.