The trajectory of Song Ruyi's life was very clear.
Before the age of sixteen, she was only the daughter of a herb gatherer.
Because of the dangers of the wilderness, herb gatherers actually earned a lot of money. Some old herb gatherers figured out the movements of the wild beasts, ferocious beasts, and even demonic beasts in the mountains. It was as if they were strolling in their own vegetable garden.
But an accident still happened. In order to avoid a ferocious beast that suddenly crossed the boundary, her father rolled down the mountain and broke his legs.
Song Ruyi really had no choice but to go to the herb shop that her father often went to and ask the boss to borrow some money to treat her father.
Because her father often said that the Jiang family's herb shop was the most generous. She also held on to this hope.
But she didn't expect that Old Master Jiang would actually agree.
In order to repay the debt, she went to the Jiang family's herb shop to work.
Not only did Jiang Zhangshan not reduce her salary, but he also sent some things to her disabled father from time to time.
After a few times, she also understood Jiang Zhangshan's feelings.
She was full of gratitude towards Jiang Zhangshan, but when it came to love, it was far from love.
But it didn't matter. She didn't know what love was.
She decided to marry Jiang Zhangshan.
To be honest, this marriage was considered climbing up the social ladder.
Jiang Zhangshan was in the prime of his life and had many properties under his name. He was second to none in Feng Xi Town. Although he still had a son left behind by his deceased wife, there were many girls who wanted to marry into the Jiang family.
And she was only the daughter of a herb gatherer.
Jiang Zhangshan was very happy, but they couldn't get married immediately because his son didn't agree.
She had never heard of a father needing his son's consent to get married, but the Jiang family was indeed an exception.
Song Ruyi understood that Jiang Zhangshan was a man who knew how to respect others. He respected his son's thoughts, just like he respected his own.
In the time that they had spent together, although he was moved by her, he had never made things difficult for her.
Song Ruyi had seen Jiang Zhangshan's son before. That child looked decent and smart, but he was a bit stubborn.
At first, he always ran to the herb shop and even talked to her. Later, when he heard about the two of them, he never came again.
With the marriage blocked, Song Ruyi couldn't tell whether she was happy or disappointed.
Perhaps it was both of them!
Things took a turn for the better in an accident.
One day, she passed by the small river outside Feng Xi Town and saw the child flopping in the water. She was scared out of her wits and shouted for help. This alerted the townspeople who were passing by, and they saved the child.
After that, the child did not oppose them.
She became Jiang Wang's second wife and Jiang Zhangshan's stepmother.
This marriage seemed to be very happy. Jiang Zhangshan treated her extremely well, and also personally took care of her old father. Even her father's funeral was arranged by Jiang Zhangshan alone. She didn't need to spend any effort.
Although Jiang Wang was not close to her, he was not hostile to her either. Especially after he became obsessed with cultivation, he didn't spend much time at home.
After giving birth to Jiang Anan, she felt that life might be like this, and that it was good.
However, there were unexpected circumstances. Jiang Changshan fell seriously ill. He had been selling medicinal herbs all his life, but he had contracted an illness that no medicine could cure. He could only stall for time and endure one day at a time.
She took care of him tirelessly, as if to repay all the care she had received in the past.
Later, Jiang Zhangshan said that he didn't want to treat him. They did not have much money left at home, so they had to leave it for her and Jiang Anan.
At that time, Song Ruyi cried and asked him what to do about Jiang Wang.
Jiang Zhangshan said proudly that his son was capable and did not need him to leave anything for him to live a good life.
Then, Jiang Zhangshan died.
Jiang Wang entered Maplewood City's Dao Academy and almost never came back.
She had thought that she would spend the rest of her life like this, guarding the medicinal herb shop and taking care of Jiang Anan, waiting for her to grow up and become an adult.
Until she met Lin Zhenglun, a handsome young man with an excellent background.
He spoke well and was very capable. He controlled his subordinates to be obedient.
Song Ruyi fell for him.
She fell in love with him without a doubt. For the first time in her life, she felt the heat of love, the madness of love, and the desperation of love.
She abandoned everything and left with him.
Not only that.
She abandoned everything that could "interfere" with their love, including Jiang Anan.
She took away everything that could help their love, including the Jiang family's business.
She married into Wangjiang City.
She married into Wangjiang City without a care for her safety. Could it be for this day, this moment, this scene?
In the empty courtyard, on the bone-chilling ground, Song Ruyi felt that his heart had been extinguished.
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On the way back to Maplewood City, Jiang Wang learned the details of the entire Yuheng Peak clean-up operation.
"So, who is that mysterious expert on Yuheng Peak? Are the ferocious beasts on the mountain really related to the Zhuang Court? "
Zhao Rucheng said coldly, "I don't know the first answer. Isn't the second answer obvious? "
"Alright," Li Jianqiu said. "This matter ends here. Don't discuss it anymore."
As a senior brother, he had to stop this topic. This was his responsibility to the few people present.
If anything that shouldn't be said in the future, these people's futures would be over.
Jiang Wang found it hard to accept.
The Zhuang State was his motherland. If nothing went wrong, the country's ruler, Zhuang Gaoxian, would be the person he would be loyal to in the future. However, wasn't the Three-Mountain City the land of the Zhuang State? Weren't the people of the Three-Mountain City the citizens of the Zhuang State?
Just what kind of matter had caused the Three-Mountain City to sacrifice so many years? Two city lords had died and their wives had taken over. They had exhausted almost everything, but they had been forced to retreat at the last moment?
Just what kind of great secret was it that the victims didn't even have the right to know? Why did those who had sacrificed themselves not know why they had sacrificed themselves?
At this point, the discussion fell silent.
These geniuses of the Dao Academy were slowly beginning to feel the weight of reality.
After entering Maplewood City, they all went their separate ways.
Zhao Rucheng, on the other hand, had warned Jiang Wang to keep the Cloud Writ well.
Ye Qingyu's background was frightening.
She was the beloved daughter of Lingxiao Pavilion Lord Ye Lingxiao, an existence akin to a pearl.
As for Lingxiao Pavilion …
This was the foundation of the so-called Cloud Kingdom's existence.
Lingxiao Pavilion was an extremely mysterious sect. Its base was in Cloud City.
At first, it was just a group of mortals gathered together and survived under the protection of Lingxiao Pavilion. As time passed, it gradually grew stronger and stronger, eventually becoming a nation.
With Cloud City as the capital, the leaders of several major factions united to govern and adopted a joint resolution system.
In the international situation of feudal vassals contending for hegemony, the Cloud Kingdom had always maintained a neutral position.
For example, the reason why Fang Zehou was able to establish his position as the head of the Fang clan was because he had opened a new trade route to the Cloud Kingdom.
Back to Lingxiao Pavilion itself.
Lingxiao Pavilion didn't govern the Cloud Kingdom, nor did it care what the people of the Cloud Kingdom believed in or what they did. However, this powerful sect was the fundamental reason why the Cloud Kingdom was able to maintain a neutral position.
In fact, Lingxiao Pavilion could completely represent the Cloud Kingdom. It represented the strength of a nation.
Thus, the value of this Cloud Writ could be imagined.
Of course, according to Zhao Rucheng, the most valuable part of this Cloud Writ was that it had been taken from Ye Qingyu's bosom.
"Lingxiao Pavilion's Ye Qingyu is rumored to be a first-class beauty!"
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