Looking at her in Silence, Gu Qing didn't say anything to comfort her.
Like his Master, he wouldn't cry even if Lian Sanyue died.
You can cry all you want.
What does it have to do with me?
He didn't come back to his senses until he felt something strange on his face. He reached out his hand to touch it and found it was wet with tears.
He was not his Master.
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He was of course not Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu was the son of the Emperor, and he had lived in the royal palace since he was born.
Although his father was also an important figure in the Gu family, he had lived in the side courtyard ever since he was born. The courtyard was very small and simple, even worse than those servants who had prestige. It was because his mother wasn't the official wife; she wasn't even a concubine in the beginning. She was either a servant girl who shared a room with the master of the house, or a servant girl who was used casually by the master of the house.
The Gu Clan had its merits since it had developed to this day. All the disciples of the Gu Clan, regardless of whether they were from the main family or the distant family, would have the opportunity to receive education, and they would be checked to see if they had the talent in Cultivation. Fortunately, Gu Qing had demonstrated his talent in Cultivation at a young age. Unfortunately, he had an elder brother who was more talented than him, and he was the son of the main family.
The Gu Clan had made some preparations, and sent Gu Qing to Aoyama a few years later.
His elder brother, Gu Han, treated him coldly, but he didn't treat him badly. He brought him to Liangwang Peak, where he became the sword attendant of Guo Nanshan, the principal disciple of Aoyama.
If his life had continued on this path, he would have officially joined Liangwang Peak after the Inherited Sword Competition. He would have tried his best to Cultivate and kill enemies, exchanging his years and achievements for precious magic pills and sword styles. Then, he would see if he could become an elder of one of the peaks two hundred years later.
However, on the night of the Inherited Sword Competition, he met Jing Jiu, and his life had experienced a tremendous change.
His flying sword was smashed into the distant mountain by Jing Jiu like a piece of scrap metal.
At that moment, he felt more bewildered than angry and humiliated.
He couldn't figure out what was going on, so he asked Jing Jiu reflexively.
Asking for advice from the opponent who had just defeated him was already very baffling. What was even more baffling was that Jing Jiu actually answered seriously.
Because he used the Six Dragons Sword Formula in advance in the Inherited Sword Competition, he was suspended from practicing swordsmanship for one year.
Gu Han was a little unhappy, but he did not say anything. He told him to wait for another three years to inherit the sword.
When it came to cultivation, stagnating for three years usually meant that there was no hope for the Great Dao. Just when Gu Qing was in despair, Liu Shisui said to him, "Do you want to go over there and give it a try?"
Gu Qing thought for a long time and finally made a decision.
This decision would definitely offend Gu Han, and it might even cause the Gu family to give up on him. However, he still did it, and the moment he made the decision, he felt unprecedentedly relaxed. Because from that moment on, he finally left Gu Han and the Gu family.
He went to Shenmo Peak. Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue said that they didn't need a caretaker, but the peak was so big that he could live anywhere he wanted.
Jing Jiu stayed on Shenmo Peak and built a wooden hut with the monkeys.
Three years later, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue returned from Haizhou. He participated in the Inherited Sword Competition and naturally became Jing Jiu's disciple. He was taught the Inherited Heaven Swordsmanship of Tianguang Peak.
These experiences were indeed wonderful. If it were in other stories, he would have the same treatment as the male lead. Yet, he was well aware that his talent in Cultivation was not as good as his two masters, Liu Shisui, Zhuo Rusui and the others whom he met later. After seeing Tong Yan, he realized that he was definitely not smart enough.
All he could do was spend more time on cultivation and put in more effort in other areas.
He took care of everything meticulously and became the real caretaker of Shenmo Peak. Then he became Jing Yao's teacher, and he was the acting sect master of Aoyama for a few years. Now he was the Governor of the State.
It was of course difficult to govern the state. He wasn't confident in himself in the beginning, but he had assisted Jing Yao very well in the last one hundred years, and nobody could find any fault with him.
He had stayed in the Royal Palace for so long that he couldn't remember the small, damp, and dark courtyard of the Gu family.
His mother had moved out of that courtyard a long time ago, and became the most respected grandmaster of the Gu family. She passed away peacefully and contentedly seventy years ago.
For mortals, the magic pills had a limited effect on prolonging their lives, and nobody could avoid death when their time came.
When his mother passed away, Gu Qing left Zhaoge City and went home once. That was the last connection he had with the human world.
He didn't go home when his father died, so the Gu family didn't dare object.
In everyone's eyes, Gu Qing had a successful Cultivation career, which was envied and even envied by others.
After he met Jing Jiu, he had only had one chance to risk his life on the top of Tianguang Peak, but he didn't succeed.
"Have you ever risked your life for anyone in your life?"
He knew that someone had asked his Master this question, but his Master didn't answer it.
In his mind, his Master was willing to risk his life for Lian Sanyue, because he had seen the expression in his Master's eyes before he fell down.
What about himself? Besides his Master, who else would he be willing to risk his life for?
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By the window, Empress Hu was weeping silently.
Gu Qing thought that he was willing to risk his life for her.
It was true, though he couldn't do it for anyone else.
When did he start to do it?
Gu Qing couldn't remember clearly.
He didn't talk much, and he didn't like to nag as much as Zhuo Rusui and Yuan Qu. However, he liked the lively atmosphere probably because the courtyard was too quiet when he was young.
He didn't eat much hotpot, but he was the one who took care of all the chores.
He liked the feeling of being at home.
It was probably the same as how Jing Jiu liked watching them eat hotpot.
He didn't want to leave Shenmo Peak, not even for a day; but his Master threw him to Zhaoge City. In the beginning, he wasn't used to it, and he even felt a bit resentful. Later on, he found that a hot supper would be placed on his table every night, regardless of whether he wanted to eat it or not.
She was still Royal Concubine Hu at the time. She wanted to keep a strong ally in Aoyama, so she treated him warmly.
Yet, he had always treated her coldly, following the rules and keeping a distance from her. He seldom even looked at her in the eye.
The reason was simple … Royal Concubine Hu was too beautiful. He wanted to look at her, but he knew that he would find something wrong with her.
She was a vixen with a high Cultivation state. No matter how neatly dressed she was, even if she wore a cotton-padded jacket of a peasant family, she would still be more attractive than a regular naked woman.
More troublesome was that he found Royal Concubine Hu often looked at him.
Her eyes didn't show any desire, only curiosity and flattery.
But, why are you looking at me?
Don't you know that something bad will happen if you keep looking at me like this?
Gu Qing felt frustrated, so he didn't show her any friendliness.
Royal Concubine Hu must have misunderstood his intention, thinking that this orthodox disciple looked down on her family background, so she treated him coldly.
That was more than one hundred years ago.
Later.
The Emperor left this world.
He came back to Zhaoge City from Aoyama.
It was quiet in the Royal Palace.
Jing Yao was handling the state affairs with the assistance of the chancellors, his eyes red, suppressing his grief.
It was as quiet as a graveyard in the grand hall.
He stood outside the window, looking at her from a distance.
At the time, she looked as if her soul had been drawn out. She sat on the bed blankly with a pale face.
All the palace servant girls and eunuchs were driven away by her.
All of a sudden, she started crying, and didn't stop.
She couldn't stop crying.
She was heartbroken.
The dark clouds drifted over from the night sky, blocking the starlight, as if the stars couldn't bear to listen to her cry.
Gu Qing even suspected that she would cry herself to death if she were allowed to continue crying.
He couldn't stand watching her cry like this, so he walked into the grand hall and came before her, intending to comfort her.
But the people on the Shenmo Peak didn't know how to comfort others, so he didn't know what to say.
Royal Concubine Hu looked at him blankly for a while, and then suddenly threw herself into his arms, crying bitterly while holding him.
Gu Qing was startled, and found that he couldn't break free from her arms. It wasn't until then that he realized her Cultivation state was much higher than his.
Royal Concubine Hu cried the whole night while holding him in her arms, her tears soaking his cloth.
Apart from that, nothing else happened.
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Everything went back to normal the next day.
She became the Royal Dowager, and he became the governor. They still kept a distance from each other, and their relationship was very cold. They never looked at each other.
One day ten years later, he reached the critical moment of breaking through the upper state of the Free Travel. He came to the palace wall and looked at the cracks on it. His Sword Heart calmed down, but he still felt something was missing.
All of a sudden, he sensed a gaze on him. He turned around and found she was looking at him through the window, a mocking expression on her face.
It was because of that gaze that he broke through the state.
She laughed happily when she learned about it, and she often stared at him from then on.
Of course, it was when no one else was present.
Even if Gu Qing stared back at her angrily, she wouldn't back off. She kept looking at him with a smile, like a playful little girl.
It was probably because he had stared back at her angrily too many times, but he was no longer afraid to look at her. He would stare at her profile when she wasn't paying attention to him.
She was really good-looking.
Everyone loved beauty. So many people in the world could stare at his Master's face; why couldn't he?
Just like that, another ten years passed. Finally, something happened.
Different from the love stories in the books, nothing significant happened that day. None of them fell ill, and none of them was seriously injured and on the verge of death. It was just an ordinary autumn day. Maybe it was because the weather was too good, or maybe it was because there was no one in the hall …
Well, it was because Shui Yue Nunnery had finished his duty that day, and Zhen Tao was going back to the East Sea with the Abbess. He specially went out of the palace to send her off.
When he returned to the palace, he found that the atmosphere was not right.
She had driven away all the eunuchs and palace maids, and she was drinking alone in the hall. There were more than a dozen empty wine jars on the ground.
Gu Qing walked over and snatched the wine jar from her hand.
She was very angry. She stared at his eyes without saying a word, and her eyes were full of hatred.
Gu Qing was a little scared, but also a little happy.
She said that she had drunk too much.
He asked if she wanted to take a walk in the garden.
There was no one in the garden, and the grass between the flowers and trees was a little uneven. She had drunk too much wine, so she walked unsteadily and almost fell down. She subconsciously grabbed his hand.
They walked hand in hand in the empty imperial garden for a long time. They didn't talk or do anything. They just walked hand in hand until their foreheads and palms were sweating. But they didn't let go of each other, not even once. They held each other's hand tightly from beginning to end.
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