Long Huang 'er raised her nose, snorted without showing any sign of weakness, and began to concentrate on searching for fish. Fish came and went, Long Huang 'er quickly found a target, but just as she was about to pounce over, her foot slipped and she fell into the water.
After two laps, she said: "Come, let's go eat lunch."
… … …
This was a small hill next to the official road … or rather, a large mound overgrown with grass. Next to a bonfire made of broken wood, Long Huang 'er was holding a roasted fish skewered with a tree branch, wolfing it down. She never knew that the fish in the stream could be so delicious after being roasted with fire. It was many times more delicious than the delicacies she was already tired of eating.
"Is it delicious?" Ye Wuchen skewered another fish on a clean branch and placed it over the fire.
"Yes, it's really delicious." After walking for a long time and playing for a while, Long Huang 'er's stomach was already rumbling with hunger. Coupled with her unprecedentedly good mood, her appetite was naturally very good.
"You're really amazing, even the food you roast is so delicious … … Can you roast food for me to eat every day?" Long Huang 'er asked while tearing at the fish.
Ye Wuchen said in a somewhat playful tone: "Little Phoenix, I'm your future husband, it's your turn to cook."
Long Huang 'er's little face blushed, chewing the fish bit by bit, and said in a small voice: "But … I don't know how."
"You can learn if you don't know." The fish in her hand had already been swept clean like a whirlwind, if she continued to eat, she most likely wouldn't even have a branch left. He handed the other one to her and said, "Come on, eat it quickly. Before Little Huang 'er learns it, I'll just have to suffer myself to cook for you every day. "
Long Huang'er took it and stuck out his tongue mischievously. In his heart, however, he was thinking, "Then I'll never learn it, and I'll be able to eat it every day."
Soon, the second and third fish were all devoured by Long Huang'er as well. She tossed the fish bone in her hand aside and patted her belly in satisfaction. It was only then that she remembered that her future husband hadn't eaten anything yet. Embarrassed, she said, "Well... I think you haven't eaten anything yet."
Ye Wuchen gently wiped the corner of her mouth with his sleeve and said with a smile, "You've already helped me eat my share, so I'm not hungry at all."
His movements, his smile, and his voice were all so gentle. Long Huang'er suddenly felt a lump in his throat, and something started to gather in his eyes. Ever since she was young, he was the first person who was willing to play with her, the first person to gently wipe the corners of her mouth. This was a warmth that she could only feel in her dreams before.
Rumble …
A cold wind blew, and the originally clear sky was suddenly filled with large black clouds, and the sound of thunder came from afar. Ye Wuchen pulled Long Huang'er up: "Phoenix, it's going to rain, let's go to the small temple over there to hide."
Standing on a high ground during a thunder storm was tantamount to seeking death. The two of them jogged all the way to the small temple that was obviously abandoned for a long time. When they pushed open the old wooden door, the rain also fell forcefully with the wind. Soon, the slow rain became rapid, accompanied by the increasingly loud thunder.
"Hug me." Long Huang'er opened her arms to him, and there seemed to be something shining in her eyes.
Ye Wuchen did not hesitate. He picked her up, held her in his arms, and gently stroked her with his hands.
"In the past, every time there was thunder, I would be very, very scared. Even if I called many palace maids in, I would still be scared, and I wouldn't be able to sleep at night. However, when I'm with you, I don't feel scared at all, not at all … "Long Huang'er said softly as she drew circles in front of his chest.
"I don't want to go back to the palace at all. There, I always felt like I was alone. Apart from father and big brother, they all treated me badly, and sometimes bullied me … but I always bullied them back. It's just that father is very busy, and doesn't have much time to talk to me. Big brother hasn't been around these years, and only comes back to see me once a year … "
The big brother she was talking about was naturally Long Zheng Yang.
"Tomorrow … will you still take me out to play?" She asked softly.
"Of course. As long as you want, I'll take you out to play, "Ye Wuchen said softly.
"Mm … why are you so nice to me?"
"Because you're my fiancée. Didn't you admit it yourself?" Ye Wuchen said as he tapped her little nose.
"Mm …"
The rain continued to pour, and thunder rumbled. Just like that, Long Huang 'er lay on his shoulder and slept peacefully. Even the continuous roars of thunder did not wake her up. Ye Wuchen hugged her as he gently sat on the ground, and looked at her sleeping peacefully. His eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
Even after Princess Feihuang became the first empress in the history of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom, even if she could sleep peacefully in his arms every day, she would never forget this day. She would never forget the subtle changes in her heart. However, Ye Wuchen had exchanged three years of her tears with just one day's worth of time. However, Long Huang'er never regretted it. Never.
At the same time, in the Dreamy Smoky Pavilion.
The rain continued to pour, but it didn't stop the Water Emissary, the head of Shui Mengchan's seven emissaries. She walked for a day and a night without stopping. She returned to Nanhuangzong, and then returned from Nanhuangzong. By the time she appeared in front of Shui Mengchan, she was already drenched.
Shui Mengchan opened the note given to her by the Water Emissary. There were only a few short sentences on it: This person must not be killed, and must not be an enemy. Rope him in by hook or by crook.
The words "by hook or by crook" made Shui Mengchan's pupils shrink slightly. This was the first time she saw her father use these words. She could see how much importance he placed on Ye Wuchen.
"Did you tell my father what Ye Wuchen said yesterday?" Shui Mengchan put away the note and asked.
"Yes, nothing was left out." The Electricity Emissary replied.
"Did he say anything else?"
"The Sect Master looked at the painting for a long time, and then wrote this note to me. He also said that … the matter of the Southern Emperor's sword is more important than the sky, and that the Princess can go personally if necessary. "The Water Emissary replied. How could an old fox like her not understand the hidden meaning in his words?
"I understand. You can leave now. Romance has already died in the hands of Tao Baibai. Go and pay your respects to them. "Shui Mengchan slowly sat down. Her face was expressionless, and it was as calm as still water.
… …..
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the rain stopped. Ye Wuchen brought Long Huang'er back to the palace. He was prepared to spend the last few days in Celestial Dragon City with Long Huang'er. When Long Huang'er slept in his arms, he hesitated. He didn't know if his decision was right or wrong.
The next day, when he and Long Huang'er arrived at the elementary art class of Celestial Dragon Imperial Academy, they found that there were many more people than yesterday. The originally spacious art room was now packed to the brim. Most of these people were young girls. Hua Buhao, on the other hand, stood on the stage helplessly, looking outside with wide eyes. When Ye Wuchen came in, he was so excited that he almost threw himself at him, crying and shouting.
Many fervent gazes focused on Ye Wuchen, making him feel like he was being burned. Of course, there were a few that made him feel uncomfortable. His arrival caused the already noisy art room to explode. Ye Wuchen asked Long Huang'er to return to his seat. Then, he walked to the stage expressionlessly and frowned. "I, Ye Wuchen, am honored to be the teacher of the elementary art class for a short period of time with Mr. Hua's permission. Since you are here, I believe you are here to learn art. If you are not, please leave. If you are, please keep quiet. Otherwise, as a teacher, I will throw you out. "
No one expected him to say such harsh words with a smile on his face. These people who came for Ye Wuchen were caught unprepared. The noisy art room instantly quieted down. But after the silence, a disdainful voice sounded. "How arrogant. I want to see how you are going to throw me out."
The person who spoke was a man who was sitting against the wall. He was about the same age as Ye Wuchen. As soon as Ye Wuchen stepped into the art room, he felt the man's hostility and provocation. There was even a look of hatred in his eyes. So, he gave him a chance to provoke him.
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