In contrast to the people on the banks of the Luo River, the people on the ship were even more confused.
The battle had already ended for some time, but Chen Chang Sheng and Xu You Rong still hadn't walked off the Bridge of Helplessness. Instead, they quietly stood on the other side of the bridge, looking at something unknown.
Whether it was important figures like Mao Qiuyu, Linghai Zhiwang, or even Xu Shiji, they all believed that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong did not know each other. Moreover, they were well aware of the meaning hidden behind this battle on the Bridge of Helplessness, so they did not believe that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong would develop some sort of mutual appreciation through this exchange of swords. Then why were they able to stand together so calmly after the battle had just ended? And they were so close to each other? What are they doing now?
"What are they doing?" Tang Thirty-Six asked as he looked at the backs of the two people on the snow bridge.
Mo Yu was the same. When she thought back to that night when Xu Yourong went to the Orthodox Academy, she felt that there was something wrong with this matter and slightly creased her brow.
Tang Thirty-Six said angrily, "Whether you're pretending to be lonely or pretending to be desperate, can't you take care of the feelings of us audience members?"
Su Mo Yu asked from the side, "What kind of mood?"
Tang Thirty Six pointed at Chen Chang Sheng and Xu You Rong who were on the Bridge of Helplessness and said, "You just fought such an intense fight and you're both injured. Now that you're being stared at by so many people, you still have the mood to admire the snow? Don't you think this is too … what? "
That was a dirty word.
The people on the two shores of the Luo River and on the ship all had different moods, but none of them wanted to curse like him.
Because at this moment, the scene on the Bridge of Helplessness was truly beautiful.
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Chen Chang Sheng and Xu You Rong stood on the other side of the bridge, their backs to the great ship on the Luo River and the tens of thousands of people on the two shores. It was as if they were not in this world.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Chang Sheng raised his head, looked at her and said, "You ….."
Xu Yourong did not look at him. She gazed upstream of the Luo River and calmly said, "Do not speak."
Chen Chang Sheng was a little hesitant and said, "Then I …"
Xu Yourong slightly raised her eyebrows and said, "Didn't I say not to speak?"
Chen Chang Sheng lowered his head and said, "Oh."
Xu Yourong looked at the falling snowflakes in front of her and said, "Don't tell anyone about us."
Didn't I tell you not to talk? Chen Chang Sheng only dared to think about it in his heart. Then he thought about her request and felt a little confused.
"Huh?"
Xu Yourong suddenly asked, "Are you happy?"
Chen Chang Sheng answered honestly, "Yes."
Xu Yourong turned her head to look at him and said with a smile, "So silly."
Chen Chang Sheng scratched his head and said, "Ah."
"I'll be leaving first," Xu Yourong said.
Chen Chang Sheng was a little surprised and said anxiously, "Ah?"
Xu Yourong took the temple sword and walked towards the other end of the bridge.
Chen Chang Sheng looked at her back that was gradually disappearing into the wind and snow. He didn't know how to react.
He once more felt that sensation he had felt a few days ago in the Mausoleum of Zhou.
Countless emotions washed over him like a tidal wave.
This time, there was no sadness in the tide. It was extremely complicated.
He stood on the Bridge of Helplessness in a daze, watching the white crane fly away. Suddenly, he looked at the young bird that looked like a chicken.
In the wind and snow, the young peng turned its head and glanced at him, seeming extremely mocking.
He turned his head to look at the Luo River once more, leaning against the railing with his head lowered.
He didn't cover his face with his hands. He knew that his face was burning hot.
He also didn't cover his face with his hands because there was a small slip of paper in his hands.
This small slip of paper had been secretly stuffed into his hands by Xu Yourong when she received the temple sword.
In the Six Ivies, in the private schools of the provinces, counties, and countryside, when the spring sun was shining brightly outside the window, there would always be small slips of paper constantly flowing between the desks.
Those small slips of paper were like the light of spring.
Today, in the midst of the wind and snow, in front of the tens of thousands of people of the capital, he had also received a small slip of paper.
On the slip of paper was an address and a time.
Fortune Peace Road's Fish with Tofu.
Today, after dusk.
This was the first time Chen Chang Sheng had received this sort of small slip of paper.
He thought back to those novels about gifted scholars and beautiful women that he had read and Tang Thirty-Six's daily teachings. He thought somewhat uncertainly, is this the meaning of a date?
The wind and snow continued as before, and the Bridge of Helplessness gradually began to liven up.
Xu Yourong conceded and then left. This battle that had been the focus of everyone's attention finally came to an end.
Putting aside what sort of variables this battle on the Bridge of Helplessness would bring to the conflict between the Li Palace and the Imperial Court, this battle would assuredly be recorded in the annals of history as the first battle between the Pope and the Holy Maiden. It would then be mentioned countless times. For example, right now, many people wanted to know the details of this battle.
Especially Tang Thirty-Six.
He paid no attention to the signals of the Orthodoxy cavalry and the Imperial Guard. He transformed into a wisp of smoke and ran to the Bridge of Helplessness. Panting for breath, he asked Chen Chang Sheng, "Just who won?"
Chen Chang Sheng's mental state was still somewhat absent-minded. Upon hearing his question, he subconsciously replied, "She didn't lose."
"I warned you before, don't go easy on her just because she's pretty! But look at it now! You didn't go easy on her, but you're playing this game with your mouth. She didn't lose, so you lost? "Tang Thirty-Six angrily said," Xu Yourong has already admitted that she lost, and you still want to trick me! "
Chen Chang Sheng didn't understand why he was so angry. He thought, even if it's like this, shouldn't you be happy as my friend?
"Since you could defeat her, why did you want me to bet on you losing before the battle? Just what do you mean? "
As Tang Thirty-Six thought of this matter, he became even more angry and said, "You're a pig!"
Only now did Chen Chang Sheng think of this matter, and then he thought of many other things. Somewhat ashamed, he said, "Yes, I'm a pig."
Tang Thirty-Six stared blankly, only now did he realize that there was something wrong with Chen Chang Sheng. He seemed to be in a daze.
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Under the gazes of countless citizens of the capital and the cheers on both sides of the street, Chen Chang Sheng and the others returned to the Orthodox Academy.
The restaurant outside the academy's walls was hung with colorful lanterns and the sound of zither could be heard. The teachers and students who were proud and joyful because of the principal's victory were celebrating to their hearts' content.
After Chen Chang Sheng returned to his room, he didn't come out for a very long time.
Tang Thirty-Six, Su Mo Yu, and Xuan Yuan Po stood downstairs, looking at the window of the third floor, their faces full of suspicion.
Chen Chang Sheng had finally obtained victory in this battle that had attracted the attention of the world, and it had been a beautiful victory. There was nothing that could be criticized, but why was it that his face didn't have much of the emotion that a victor should have? Even if he had an engagement with Xu Yourong, perhaps his emotions would be a bit complicated, but why was it that it had to be like this?
Just what had happened on the Bridge of Helplessness? What problem had Chen Chang Sheng encountered?
"To make a person with mysophobia admit that he's a pig …"
Tang Thirty-Six looked at the window, his expression grave, and said: "This matter seems to be very complicated."
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