Sangsang had never been a smart person. Even though she had become Haotian, she still seemed a little slow in some aspects. That was because the Heavenly Calculation, which could calculate everything in the world, was best at mathematical inference. When faced with the trivial things in life, it was a little difficult for her to connect.
But it didn't mean that she was really slow. As long as she was willing to put her mind on these things, she could find the abominable truth from Ning Que's words with just a little deduction.
Of course, Ning Que was very clear about this. Before she could react, he continued, "You want me to be the emperor of the Great River Kingdom, which is even more ridiculous."
Sangsang said, "How is it ridiculous?"
Ning Que said, "It's unrealistic. Even if the Great River Kingdom doesn't dare to oppose your will under the pressure of the West-Hill Divine Palace, we have to go back to Chang 'an."
Sangsang said expressionlessly, "When did I say I want to go to Chang 'an?"
Ning Que sighed in his heart and said, "But we can't always stay in the Great River Kingdom."
Sangsang said, "If you don't want to be the emperor, you can give it to someone else when you leave."
Ning Que thought for a while and said, "It's feasible to deal with it this way."
The position of the emperor of a country would lead to many bloody conflicts in the secular world. But for Sangsang and Ning Que, it was like a toy that came and went at will. Ning Que said that for Sangsang, the things in the human world were trivial. From this point of view, there was indeed nothing wrong with it.
Walking out of the palace, the flower trees gradually faded away. The lonely flower tree in the corner of the imperial city wall became a little more conspicuous. Sangsang looked at it and said, "I just don't want to see that tree cut off."
Ning Que knew that she was explaining why she helped him in the battle and broke the Master of Calligraphy's big splash ink. He thought that even if she became Haotian, she was still so stubborn and thin-skinned. He couldn't help but smile.
He didn't want to go deeper into this issue. It was not good to force Sangsang to say that she cared about him. Instead, it might make her angry. So he naturally changed the topic.
"On the way, I saw you put a cloud on a branch and thought it was amazing. But after seeing the methods of the Master of Calligraphy, I think it's just so-so."
"He's called Wang Shu now. Besides, as I said, the cloud he put is a little dirty."
"You can ensure that the clouds you gather are clean?"
"My clouds come from the coast of the Song Nation, thousands of kilometers away, right in the middle of the Stormy Sea. There are no traces of humans or dust pollution. Naturally, it is absolutely clean."
"I don't think it's low-carbon and environmentally friendly."
"Don't use the terms from your world."
"Why?"
"Because I don't like it."
As they chatted, they left the Great River Palace and came to the royal road covered with red leaves. The Big Black Horse lowered its head and sniffed the faint scent of the maple leaves. Ning Que looked into the distance and suddenly did not know where to go.
"Where to next?" He looked at Sangsang and asked.
"Mogan Mountain," said Sangsang.
After a moment of silence, Ning Que asked, "Why?"
Sangsang looked at him quietly and asked, "Don't you want to go?"
Ning Que answered without any hesitation, "I really don't want to."
Sangsang looked into his eyes and said, "I know what you're thinking."
Ning Que was speechless and said, "This is really boring."
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Mogan Mountain was a green and beautiful mountain, about dozens of miles away from Jingdu. For Ning Que and Sangsang, it didn't take long to get there. At dusk, they saw the lake on the mountainside.
The hut on the shore of the lake was decorated with colorful clothes and lanterns. In order to welcome the upcoming wedding, it should be quite lively. But somehow, no sound could be heard. It was so quiet around the Black Ink Lake. The young lotuses floating in the lake looked at the direction of the hut and seemed a little surprised.
Ning Que and Sangsang walked to the shore of the lake. They didn't see any guests or disciples of Black Ink Garden along the way. He couldn't help but feel a little strange.
When he came to the door of the hut, he pushed the door and entered. Several bright sword lights greeted him.
The sword style was sharp and decisive. It was the famous Wind Chopping of Black Ink Garden!
Facing these sharp sword lights, Ning Que's expression didn't change. He said, "It's me."
The sword lights suddenly converged and three slender swords stopped in front of his eyebrows. When the women holding the swords saw him, they looked surprised and shouted.
"Ning Que!"
"Mr. Thirteen!"
"Mr. Ning!"
Not only the three women holding the swords, but at least a dozen disciples of Black Ink Garden in the hut also recognized him and shouted in surprise. Because of habit, they all called him differently.
Ning Que and the female disciples of Black Ink Garden were very familiar with each other when they traveled together in the Wilderness. Although they had not seen each other for a long time, their friendship had not faded.
Ning Que walked into the hut with a smile and saw Mo Shanshan.
She was still wearing the white cotton dress, standing next to a fine yellow horse with a bag tied to the horse's back. It seemed that she was preparing for a long journey. She didn't look like she was going to get married at all.
Looking at her, Ning Que felt a little complicated and didn't know what to say.
The big black horse he was leading was much more direct. Looking at the former hostess, it opened its thick lips, showed its white teeth, and neighed happily at her.
Since the Master of Calligrapher was going to marry their Hill Master to the monarch, the disciples of Black Ink Garden had been a little worried. Many people expected Ning Que to appear. At this time, he really appeared, and they were naturally surprised.
Cat Girl was even more so. She thought that Ning Que really had a conscience. She didn't let him eat so many snacks by the Blue Kidney Sea in vain. With a silver bell-like laugh, she rushed to him.
Suddenly, her arm was grabbed by Zhuo Zhihua.
Zhuo Zhihua grabbed her sleeve so hard that her knuckles were clearly pale. Her face also became abnormally pale, and she looked particularly scared.
She saw the woman in indigo who came in behind Ning Que.
The woman in indigo was very tall and a little fat. Her eyes and eyebrows were ordinary, and there was nothing special in her expression. But she just stood there with her hands behind her back, as high as the sky.
Zhuo Zhihua was sure that she had never seen her before, but she guessed who she was. So her mind was instantly occupied by fear, and her hand that tightly held Cat Girl was full of sweat.
The big black horse suddenly came to its senses and dared not to neigh happily. It winked at Mo Shanshan to express its apology and hurriedly retreated behind Sangsang, very humble and natural.
Sangsang put her hands behind her back and looked at the cottage of Black Ink Garden with no emotion on her face.
Looking at the tall figure of the woman in indigo, the disciples of Black Ink Garden all became pale.
At the moment when she saw Ning Que, there was a trace of joy in Mo Shanshan's lake-like clear eyes. But after seeing Sangsang, that trace of joy turned into bitterness and confusion.
She walked to Sangsang, gently lifted her white dress, and slowly knelt down.
Seeing this scene, the disciples of Black Ink Garden confirmed their previous speculation. There was no reason for them not to know Sangsang's identity. They all walked forward and silently knelt down to her.
Sangsang was looking at the writing brushes hanging between the beams of the cottage. She felt that they were not as good as the cured meat hanging on the beams of the farmhouses in the Northern Yan Mountain Village last year. She didn't come to her senses until the disciples of Black Ink Garden knelt down.
"Get up." She said.
Mo Shanshan stood up with her Senior Sisters and Junior Sisters and stood aside quietly.
Sangsang looked at her slightly pale cheeks and said, "Are you afraid of me?"
Mo Shanshan said, "It's respect, not fear."
Sangsang said, "Then why is your face pale?"
Mo Shanshan said, "I've always been very pale."
Sangsang thought for a while. When they met in Chang 'an, she was indeed very pale, unlike herself who was very dark at that time and only became pale now.
She looked at Mo Shanshan's face and said with some displeasure, "Your face is not as round as before."
Mo Shanshan didn't know why she was displeased and said, "There are many mundane things."
Sangsang said, "The engagement has been canceled. What else is bothering you?"
Hearing this, the disciples of Black Ink Garden were surprised at first and then a little confused. Because they couldn't understand why Sangsang would say this.
Mo Shanshan looked at her eyes quietly and felt a little grateful, but she didn't say anything.
She was the Calligraphy Addict, the youngest Divine Talisman Master in the world, and the sworn sister of Mr. First of the Academy. The thing that she couldn't solve was naturally love.
Sangsang suddenly said, "It seems that you are really not afraid of me."
Mo Shanshan still didn't say anything.
She was a believer of Haotian, but she had the courage to stand in front of Haotian and calmly look at her without retreating. But that didn't mean that she would be rude to Haotian.
She knew that Haotian would definitely understand her thoughts.
What was love in the world? It was something that made people live and die for it. If one didn't even care about life and death, what was there to be afraid of?
Sangsang understood what she meant.
"I admire you very much."
She looked at Mo Shanshan and said, "I don't admire your teacher very much."
No one understood the meaning of this sentence, only Ning Que vaguely understood something.
Sangsang said, "Human beings who dare to compete with me are always more interesting, such as the Headmaster of Academy, Crazy Ke, Liu Bai, and you. Although you don't have the strength of those three, you are not inferior to them in courage. I actually don't understand the source of this courage. "
If competing with Haotian was against Heaven, then Mo Shanshan was against Heaven.
"From the point of view of human beings, he is indeed good to me, so I wanted to grant him immortality, but he refused. If he wants to continue to suffer in the human world, then let him be. Your affairs have nothing to do with me."
Sangsang said, "I am Haotian, and you are a human being. Our positions are different, so we naturally care about different things. Your courage should fall on him, not on me."
Mo Shanshan looked at the tips of her shoes sticking out of her cotton dress and remained silent.
Ning Que, who had been forgotten for a long time, finally couldn't help but say helplessly, "Shouldn't you ask for my opinion on this matter first?"
"Your opinion has never been important."
Sangsang said expressionlessly and walked out of the cottage with her hands behind her back.
In the twilight, the Ink Lake seemed to be burning. The tender Green Lotus was like a fairy in the fire, looking very beautiful. She sat down by the lake and quietly looked at the world in the lake.
Just a moment ago, she seemed as high as the sky.
At this moment, she seemed so lonely.
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(My heart is breaking. My dear Sangsang.) (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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