Zhuo Zhihua had been married a few years ago, but she still cultivated on Mogan Mountain. Her husband's family had no objection. Now that the monarch was going to marry the Hill Master, she was naturally the busiest one. She occasionally came to the lakeside to relax. Seeing Cat Girl's sad look, she cared about her and did not expect to hear such a sentence.
The past between Mo Shanshan and Ning Que had long been known to the world, and it was once a story that the cultivation world expected to see. In people's eyes, Mr. Thirteen of the Academy and the Calligraphy Addict were undoubtedly a match made in heaven. Who could have thought that this love would end in vain?
Thinking of this, Zhuo Zhihua inevitably felt a little depressed. She forced a smile and said, "What's wrong with marrying the monarch? In the future, the Hill Master will be the Empress. She doesn't need to live in the palace and will spend most of her time on the mountain every year. You can often see her. Don't be sad. "
Cat Girl looked at her and said, "Senior Sister, you know that's not why I'm sad. I just feel sad. The Hill Master obviously likes Ning Que. Why doesn't he like her?"
Zhuo Zhihua sighed and shook her head. She did not know how to explain these complicated things to her.
In the hut on the cliff side of the Ink Lake, Mo Shanshan sat by the window and calmly wrote regular script. She was still wearing that white dress, and her waterfall-like black hair was combed into a simple and refreshing bun. Her skin was naturally fair without any makeup, and her thin red lips were as beautiful as ever, but no matter how one looked at her, she did not look like a bride who was about to get married.
With a soft squeak, the wooden door was pushed open, and a man in a black gown walked in slowly. The man had silver hair. Because of his age, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deep, but his eyes were still bright. He was tall and straight as if he was still very young. He was the legendary Master of Calligrapher, Mr. Wang.
To be called a Sage in the world, he must be extremely extraordinary, such as the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai.
The Master of Calligrapher was the most famous calligrapher in the world, and also the most famous Divine Talisman Master. To the Great River Kingdom, he was the most powerful protector, as Liu Bai was to the South Jin Kingdom. His status was extremely respected, and even the monarch had to bow to him as a disciple.
Hearing the voice, Mo Shanshan stood up from the table and saluted her teacher calmly. Then, she sat back down and dipped her brush into the ink stone. She continued to focus on practicing her wrist with the help of the sunlight outside the window.
The Master of Calligraphy walked behind her and looked at the elegant and magnificent handwriting on the paper. He found that she could really keep calm. He couldn't help but frown and worry a little.
"Don't you understand? You are my favorite student and a Divine Talisman Master that no one dares to belittle. After my death, you will be the guardian of the Great River Kingdom. I will not deprive you of your happiness, and the monarch is not qualified to have your happiness. But you need to marry someone, and the monarch is the best choice. "
The Sage of Calligraphy looked at her and said solemnly.
Mo Shanshan's right hand, which was holding the brush, paused for a moment and said, "I understand."
After saying this, she continued to write. Her expression was tranquil, and her strokes were natural.
However, the calmer she appeared, the more worried the Master of Calligraphy was. His expression became more and more serious, and his voice became more and more severe.
"I have to remind you again. If you don't want Jingdu to be swallowed by the flood and don't want to see countless people of the Great River Kingdom die miserably, then you must die or get married quickly!"
The Master of Calligraphy looked at her beautiful side face and felt a little pain in his old heart. He forced himself to suppress the pity and reluctance and said sternly, "People can't fight with Heaven!"
"There is news from the West-Hill that Ning Que has entered the Divine Hall of Light and hasn't come out. No one knows what is happening in the Divine Hall. But even if Haotian will eventually kill Ning Que, she will not like to see you still alone. And her anger will be unbearable to the whole world. "
After saying this, the Master of Calligraphy turned around and was ready to leave.
Mo Shanshan suddenly put the brush beside the ink stone, stood up and looked at his back. She said calmly, "Teacher, I know you like me. You have liked me since I was very young."
The Master of Calligraphy's body trembled slightly, and then his straight back seemed a little hunched.
"It's a pity that I grew up too fast. You didn't expect that I would become a Divine Talisman Master at such a young age. Yes, as you said, no one can deprive me of my happiness anymore. But I'm going to be married by you after all. In addition to pity and reluctance, you must be a little happy, right?"
Mo Shanshan looked very calm. "Of course, I admit that what you said is right. No one knows what Haotian will think. The Great River Kingdom can't take this risk. I will marry you as you wish."
"Nonsense!"
The Master of Calligraphy shouted harshly. He flicked his sleeves and went out of the hut. He didn't know whether it was because Mo Shanshan had exposed his dark thoughts that he had hidden for many years and he didn't know how to face her. He went down Mogan Mountain and went directly to Jingdu. He came to the palace and met the King of the Great River Kingdom to arrange the marriage.
The half-open door of the hut was gently blown by the wind from the Black Ink Lake. It was closed and opened from time to time. Mo Shanshan looked at it and kept silent for a long time. Then she sat back at the table.
She continued to write quietly, but her lips were slightly raised, revealing a trace of a happy smile. After so many years of silence, she finally could say what she wanted to say. She felt very happy.
A moment later, Zhuo Zhihua and Cat Girl came into the hut. Cat Girl sat beside Mo Shanshan, holding her sleeves and looked at her pitifully. She said, "Hill Master, what should we do?"
Mo Shanshan suddenly remembered that many years ago in the Wilderness, when she asked Ning Que what to do, Ning Que's answer. She didn't quite understand the joke, but she still laughed very happily at that time.
"What to do? Cold. "
Cat Girl asked, "Just like this?"
Mo Shanshan smiled and said, "Of course not."
Cat Girl was a little happy and a little sad. She said, "Mr. Thirteen is a heartless guy. Hill Master, if you don't marry the monarch, who else can you marry?"
The more beautiful a woman was, the more difficult it was to marry. The more capable a woman was, the more difficult it was to marry. It was not only the problem of matching families, but also the problem of qualification. Mo Shanshan was famous for her beauty. When she was a young girl, she was a master of Talisman Taoism. Now she was a rare young Divine Talisman Master in history. If she wanted to marry, she naturally didn't have too many good choices.
"Why do I have to marry?"
Mo Shanshan touched Cat Girl's head dotingly and said, "It's a joke to force a Divine Talisman Master to marry. So if you don't want to marry, remember to cultivate hard."
Cat Girl thought it made sense. If the man she was engaged to was not good, she definitely wouldn't marry him. It was said that there were many generals in his family. She really should hurry to improve her state.
Zhuo Zhihua looked at Mo Shanshan without saying anything. Her eyebrows were full of worry.
Mo Shanshan knew what she was worried about. She said calmly, "People admire and fear Haotian, and I am no exception. But I have already fought with her, so what's the point of being afraid of her? If Haotian gets angry because of me, it's not my responsibility, but her sin. "
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The winter maple of Luomeng Mountain in the capital city of the Great River was a very famous scenery in the whole world. If it weren't for the imminent wedding of the monarch and the strict security of the imperial city, there would be a lot of tourists here.
The imperial road in front of the imperial city was covered with a thin layer of red leaves. Sangsang walked on the road, and the soles of her shoes crushed the withered red leaves blown by the wind, making a very clear sound, which made people's hearts palpitate.
She had changed a lot since she left the West-Hill Divine Palace. For example, under Ning Que's strong request, she put on shoes and did not put her hands behind her back at this time.
Sangsang was holding a bowl of fish balls with soup in her left hand and a bamboo stick in her right hand. She was eating without stopping. Although her expression was still so indifferent, it could be seen that she was very satisfied from the speed at which the fish balls disappeared.
The imperial red leaves were obviously not as attractive to her as the fish balls. She didn't feel sorry for the red leaves crushed by her shoes like those young girls.
When she walked to the main gate of the imperial city, she just finished the fish balls in the bowl and handed it behind her.
Ning Que led the Big Black Horse behind her and hurriedly took the bowl from her. His actions were very familiar. He had long been used to his identity as a manservant along the way.
"What are you going to choose?"
Sangsang's lips were slightly red because of the hot fish balls, which looked a little cute.
Should he choose to destroy the marriage between the monarch of the Great River Kingdom and Mo Shanshan to prove that he loved her, and then prove that there was no true love, and finally prove that he didn't love Sangsang?
Or should he choose to do nothing and watch Shanshan marry that monarch to prove that he didn't love her, and then prove that love existed? Should he and Sangsang stay together like this?
"Why do I have to make such a difficult choice?"
Ning Que said, "You know that the Academy pursues freedom. Not choosing is also a kind of freedom."
"As I said outside the city, human beings are indeed very hypocritical."
Sangsang looked at him and said, "You should be very clear why she wants to marry."
Ning Que was indeed very clear why Shanshan suddenly wanted to marry the monarch. It was because of the story between him and her, and because the woman beside him was Haotian.
Sangsang said, "Should I bear the responsibility of forcing her to marry?"
Ning Que shook his head and said, "I won't make such an idiotic judgment."
Sangsang said, "Then who should bear the responsibility?"
Ning Que pointed at his nose and said, "Me, but I don't know what to do."
Sangsang said, "Let me give you an idea. As long as you kill that monarch, she naturally can't marry."
Ning Que looked at the gate of the imperial palace and said after a moment of silence, "It does sound like a good idea."
Sangsang asked, "Then why are you still hesitating?"
Ning Que looked at her and said, "I am worried that you will leave me after I go in."
Hearing this, Sangsang became quiet.
Ning Que said again, "Your logic is too rigid, so I can't do anything."
Sangsang looked down at the tip of her shoes that was exposed from the front of her indigo dress.
Ning Que said, "Or, why don't you help me?"
She looked up at him and said seriously, "Men are really cheap."
Ning Que said, "Just let me be cheap until I die."
Sangsang said, "I can't kill you for now, so I can only watch you continue to be cheap?"
Ning Que swore, "From now on, I will only be cheap for you to see."
Sangsang said, "Why should I help you solve this problem of choice?"
Ning Que said confidently, "You set the problem. I can't solve it, so you have to give me the answer."
Sangsang said, "Are all human beings like you?"
Ning Que said in surprise, "You have slept in the same bed with me for so many years, and you still don't know that I am a weirdo?"
Sangsang's heart was a little confused. She felt that this matter was a little messy.
Ning Que said at last, "The cosmetics of Chenjinji Cosmetics Store are all in the imperial palace now."
Sangsang thought about it and found that this was indeed a problem.
She walked toward the imperial palace and put her hands behind her back again.
Ning Que led the big black horse and followed her obediently.
Then he began to secretly smile.
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(Two chapters on the first day. The rhythm of writing is indeed wrong, just like what the couple is going to do now. What rhythm is this? Oh, hahaha. As for Shanshan's teacher's opinion of her, when Ning Que mentioned the Master of Calligrapher in the Wilderness, her expression was a little unnatural. That was the prologue. I originally wanted to explain it in detail in the story, but then I thought it was unnecessary and saved some words. Anyway, it is just a small episode.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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