Of course, that couldn't be the reason.
Chen Changsheng recalled the scene in the snowy temple and quickly rejected this question. He then thought of another important question.
Xu Yourong had said back then that she was called Chen Chujian.
Her surname was Chen — perhaps it was a bit wishful thinking, but he always felt that it was related to him, just like how he had told her back then that he was called Xu Sheng.
He asked no more questions, because he realized that this matter truly was rather chaotic. If he continued to investigate the situation in the Garden of Zhou, he was afraid that he would develop some unpleasant feelings towards Xu Yourong's fiancé. Would that also be tantamount to being jealous of him?
This matter truly was rather chaotic and incomprehensible.
One had been well-versed in the Daoist Canon since childhood and had all the principles at her fingertips, while the other had a tranquil Dao heart and had begun to study the Heavenly Tome Monoliths at the age of twelve. Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were the cream of the crop, both geniuses of cultivation. However, when they had dealt with this matter in the Garden of Zhou, they had been very flustered and had made many mistakes.
Xu You Rong didn't answer Chen Chang Sheng's stupid question. The beef ribs in the iron pot were still gurgling. In the quiet morning, they looked at each other and knew why the two of them hid their identities at that time. They didn't miss the slightest change of emotions at that time.
In the end, they were still smart children, just like those pure white snowflakes outside the restaurant.
But there were still some matters that needed to be resolved, or else their hearts would always feel somewhat uncomfortable, such as that matter.
"You, Princess Luoluo, and the little Black Dragon?"
Xu Yourong did not explain, but Chen Changsheng understood what she was asking.
Back in the Mausoleum of Zhou, she had once said that her fiancé was a womanizer, and … the ones he provoked were all ignorant girls.
Chen Changsheng suddenly remembered that he had once cursed her fiancé — truly a shameless scum!
As it turned out, he had been cursing him.
When he thought of this, his mood became rather complex. He had no idea what to say, so he could only sigh.
"Presumably, it was Lady Shuang'er who said it?"
The truth that had only been revealed after half a year had dealt a massive blow to his mind, so much so that he had not noticed that besides Luoluo, Xu Yourong had also mentioned the little Black Dragon.
He somewhat helplessly explained, "I think that the two of us now understand the principle that what the eyes see is not necessarily the truth."
"Perhaps."
Xu Yourong said softly. Then, she raised her head and looked at him. A bright light suddenly flashed in her eyes.
She raised her eyebrows slightly as she thought of something. As a result, the ethereal mountains and rivers in her picturesque beauty became vivid in an instant, and the brightness became sharp.
"I remember you said that your fiancée …"
Chen Changsheng's expression subtly changed. At the time in the Mausoleum of Zhou, when he had described his fiancée to her, although he had not intentionally mocked or humiliated her, he had not said anything nice either. It was just that …
"Didn't you say it yourself that it's better not to have this kind of woman?" He couldn't help but argue.
Xu Yourong said, "I was misled by your words."
At that time, she had a very low evaluation of Xu Sheng's fiancée in her heart. She even felt that it was shameful. She was arrogant, stupid, had bad taste, and had moral problems.
When she found out that all these comments were about her, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and annoyed.
At that time, the more critical her evaluation was, the more humiliated she became.
Don't be fooled by her calm expression right now. Her small hands in the sleeves of her cotton-padded jacket had already clenched into fists.
This matter was still very messy.
Chen Changsheng looked at the wine in his bowl and sighed once more.
When he was ten, a strange fragrance had enveloped the old temple. He had been silent for many days, and then he had sighed for many days. From then on, he had never sighed as much as he did today.
Everything was a misunderstanding.
The affairs of the world, encounters, were sometimes very coincidental, very inconceivable.
There had always been so many grudges between the two of them, but in the end, they had met in the Garden of Zhou under a different identity and then spent so many days together.
Fortunately, they had finally met again. Presumably, there would still be many things that would clarify these inexplicable and inexplicable matters.
As long as they did not cause a lifelong misunderstanding, it was fine.
Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng was no longer so worried. He looked at her and smiled.
"What are you smiling about?" Xu Yourong asked.
Chen Changsheng replied, "Being happy."
Xu Yourong's gaze drooped, her eyelashes trembling.
Suddenly, she covered her mouth with her hand and hiccupped.
"I drank too much," she explained with some embarrassment.
The alcohol content of this wine was rather high. In a situation where she did not use her true essence to dissolve the alcohol, she had drunk several bowls in succession, so she truly should have been drunk.
Otherwise, why would her beautiful face blush again?
Chen Changsheng asked with concern, "Are your wounds alright? Is drinking alright? "
As he spoke, his gaze fell on the sleeve of her cotton jacket. Looking at the finger that had just poked out of the sleeve, he realized that there was no wound there.
Then he remembered that she had once studied in the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green and was now the Holy Maiden of South Stream Temple. Under the Sacred Light, there was no need for her to worry about such problems.
Xu Yourong glanced at him and said, "You really think that I can't beat you?"
Chen Changsheng thought to himself, how did we get into this again? Changing the subject, he said, "I have something important to tell you."
Xu Yourong lightly flicked her finger. With a gust of wind, the Yellow Paper Umbrella slowly rolled back to its original position. There were now two more tables of guests in the restaurant than before, and it was even noisier. At this moment, the sounds from outside could no longer be heard, and the occasional gazes would be blocked by that invisible wall.
With the Yellow Paper Umbrella and her and Chen Changsheng's current cultivation levels, unless a powerful expert at the peak of Star Condensation came to personally eavesdrop, they would definitely be discovered.
"Do you still remember when we found a lot of gold, silver, and other treasures in those stone huts in the Mausoleum of Zhou?"
Chen Changsheng took the Stainless Sword from his waist and placed it next to the pot. Then, he began to take things out from inside.
This was Xu Yourong's first time seeing this treasure of the Orthodoxy at such a close distance — this was not the Stainless Sword, but the sheath called the Vault Sheath. She looked at it very seriously, very interested, so much so that she did not pay much attention to Chen Changsheng's solemn words and casually gave a grunt of agreement.
"Before Nanke brought the Soul Wood and drove the monster tide to surround the mausoleum, the Soul Pivot began to go crazy and broke many things. Those pills had already lost their effectiveness, so it doesn't matter if they're destroyed. It's just that those secret manuals are a bit of a pity. Oh, and then there's the jade and crystals. After they were crushed into powder, they weren't worth much. The gold was still alright. Later on, I asked someone to melt it into liquid gold and cast it into smaller pieces, so there wasn't too much damage. This is pearls … I heard that pearl powder can be used to make tea and can beautify one's appearance, so I won't divide it. In a while, you can take it all with you. "
Chen Chang Sheng kept on taking things and talking non-stop.
Xu Yourong's attention was finally drawn over. Looking at the boxes by the stove, she asked, "What did you say?"
"This is what we agreed on, that the things in the Mausoleum of Zhou would be evenly divided."
Chen Changsheng looked at her and very seriously said, "If the pills could still be used, then when Senior Su Li was injured, I probably would have used some, but as for the other things, I didn't get your consent, so I kept them all. It's just that for the sake of keeping them more convenient, I asked the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education to help me exchange them for silver notes and a few other things."
He was speaking from the bottom of his heart. He had always believed that the treasures in the Mausoleum of Zhou did not belong to him alone. Before he could confirm whether she was alive or dead, he had no right to use them. Thus, when Tang Thirty-Six had asked him for silver, he had not said that he had this wealth. And when he believed that she had already left this world, he had made a decision that was even more incomprehensible.
"This is the title deed … I asked Jin Yulu to exchange it for a large grassland in the lower reaches of the Red River, prepared to leave it for you," he said, pointing at a box.
Startled, Xu Yourong asked, "Why did you give this to me?"
Chen Changsheng replied, "At the time, I thought that you might not be around anymore, so I had to leave something for your tribe. That grassland is the closest to your homeland …"
At the time, he had always believed that she was a genius girl of the Elf race, shouldering the heavy responsibility of reviving the Elf race.
Xu Yourong understood, but said nothing.
Chen Changsheng misunderstood her silence and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Of course, now that I know that you have no use for this grassland, this matter was truly rather muddled."
"No, it's pretty good. I like it very much."
Xu Yourong took the box and looked at his face reflected in the steam from the pot, speaking very seriously.
Back in the Mausoleum of Zhou, he had not cared about those treasures or secret manuals at all. He had only been anxious to find medicine for her. At the time, she had been very moved.
Now, she was the same.
"I'll leave the other things with you for now. I didn't bring the Tong Palace today, so it's not convenient to carry it."
She used a very natural tone to continue, "When I need it, I'll come find you."
This was a very good arrangement, and Chen Changsheng very much approved of it. However, he thought about how she was now the master of South Stream Temple and had countless places to spend money, so he said, "I'll leave the other miscellaneous items with me for now, but you can take the pearl powder and the box of silver notes back with you."
Xu Yourong replied, "They're all worldly possessions, so there's no need to care so much about them."
Chen Changsheng could not understand this sort of otherworldly attitude towards life. He asked, "Then what should we care about?"
How could she truly be otherworldly? It was just that compared to the flames of the mortal world, the vast sky of stars was even brighter and more dazzling.
"What we should care about is … we are opponents, enemies."
Xu Yourong looked into his eyes and spoke. Her voice was very calm, but the emotions in her eyes were rather complex. The starlight in their deepest depths faintly trembled.
It was beautiful, yet it also made one feel somewhat uneasy.
Yes, regardless of whether the two of them had that engagement or not, they were now destined to be opponents, and in the future, they might even become mortal enemies.
The division between the north and the south of the Orthodoxy, the struggle between the old and the new, the Divine Empress and the Pope's differing views of the world.
The three most important contradictions of the human world now rested on the shoulders of the two of them.
Above and below the balcony and the poisoned dagger, the lonely grave on the yellow sands and the bleak cold of the butterfly? No matter how one looked at it, the story of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong would ultimately develop in that direction. It could be sorrowful, it could be tragic, it could become a love story passed down through the ages. In short, this matter was very worrying.
He and she were still so young, and their shoulders were still rather thin and weak. How could they carry so much weight?
But the two of them seemed to have no such awareness. They had just fought on the Bridge of Helplessness, and then they sat down together to drink wine and eat bones. Especially Chen Changsheng. It was like he was completely unaware of the current situation, as if he had forgotten all the difficulties and dangers that lay between the two of them, because he really …
"I forgot," he somewhat embarrassedly said.
… …
… …
(I've changed the last sentence of the previous chapter a little, changing the description of the final mood to 'serious'. I feel that this would be a little more accurate. The love and mood swings of young people should be greater, but in the end, Chen Xu is not an ordinary person. As for the problem of the treasures in the Mausoleum of Zhou, I told everyone that I would think of a way to get them back. This chapter has mentioned it, and it fits the tone of the story of 'Choosing the Heavens'. Of course, it can't stand up to too much scrutiny, because after leaving the Garden of Zhou, I really did forget to write about it. I've admitted it, and I'm sorry again. The next chapter will come out rather quickly.)
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