The Demon Lord's appearance had placed an enormous pressure on Chen Changsheng. The secret of his body had been discovered, and he was highly likely to have to face the greedy gazes of the entire world. The conversation on the island had placed even more pressure on him. It was also the secret of his body. His severed meridians would cause him to die in the near future, and this was also known by others.
It turned out that those severed meridians had been blasted open by the sun wheel. It turned out that he really was a descendant of the Chen Imperial clan. Then was he Crown Prince Zhaoming? If he was a descendant of the Chen Imperial clan, then their meeting by the stream sixteen years ago was naturally not a coincidence. His teacher had presumably long known of his background, but did his senior brother also know?
This was the greatest pressure on him.
He had to face many things squarely. If the Demon Lord's appearance in Mount Han really was a trap, then it meant that he might have been abandoned. If his journey from Xining Village to the capital was also a trap, then just what sort of role had he been playing this entire time?
In the past, whether it was applying to the Six Ivies or participating in the Grand Examination, no matter what sort of obstacles or difficulties he encountered, he was never too worried. This was because he believed that his roots were in Xining Village's old temple, that his true confidence lay in his teacher and senior brother. Now, he realized that all this might have been an illusion.
His trust was no longer as certain, so how could his Dao heart be as serene as before?
If he could not even trust Senior Yu Ren, who could he rely on in this world?
Chen Changsheng was often praised by others for possessing a composure and composure that far exceeded his age, but he was still just a sixteen-year-old youth.
When matters had developed to this point, developed to this state, he finally found it somewhat unbearable. He stared in a daze at the mist on the surface of the lake, his mood rather sad.
Footsteps suddenly came from the platform.
Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu walked over.
They looked at Chen Changsheng's back, somewhat worried.
Ever since Chen Changsheng had returned, he had not spoken. He seemed extremely silent, even somewhat lonely. It was obvious that something had happened.
"Just what did the Elder of Heavenly Secrets say to you?"
Tang Thirty-Six ultimately could not hold back and walked to his side.
Chen Changsheng leaned against the railing, still unwilling to speak. He seemed rather perplexed.
Zhexiu suddenly said, "I don't believe that there are problems in this world that cannot be solved."
Chen Changsheng straightened his body and turned to him. He very seriously asked, "If there are, then what?"
Zhexiu's answer was very much in line with his personality, simple and unyielding. "At worst, it's just death."
Tang Thirty-Six added, "And even if you want to die, it's not that easy."
Chen Changsheng looked at them and suddenly said, "Do any of you believe that I am Crown Prince Zhaoming?"
When he didn't want to say anything, he naturally wouldn't say anything. But in the end, he was still somewhat unwilling, so he opened his mouth and said the most important thing.
Hearing this, Tang Thirty-Six glanced at Zhexiu, somewhat nervous.
Actually, this rumor had long existed in the capital, but no matter if it was him or Chen Chang Sheng himself, they both felt that it was too ridiculous, so they didn't take it seriously. But since Chen Chang Sheng had asked such a formal question, it meant that the Elder of Heavenly Secrets had told Chen Chang Sheng about this matter, and … there was a possibility that it was true.
Zhexiu remained expressionless and gave Tang Thirty-Six no help.
Tang Thirty Six's expression froze for a second and then he laughed. He looked at Chen Chang Sheng and said, "What the hell are you talking about? That's a few years' difference. "
Chen Chang Sheng didn't laugh. He quietly looked into his eyes and said, "Don't you often say that I'm precocious and that I'm like an old man?"
"Just because you're precocious means that you can grow a few more years? Could it be that the precocious pigs of Black Mountain Hollow are all older than their brethren? "
Tang Thirty-Six said with a face full of ridicule.
Chen Chang Sheng did not get angry at such an inelegant comparison, nor did he laugh. He continued to earnestly ask, "If I am, then what?"
Tang Thirty-Six grew quiet. He looked at him and earnestly said, "Even if you are, so what? Just treat this as a plate of pig's ears, a salad. "
Chen Chang Sheng knew that he was advising him to ignore it, but … "Will the Divine Empress let me live?"
Tang Thirty-Six asked, "In the Garden of Zhou, is Nanke prepared to let you live? On the mountain path, is the Demon Lord prepared to let you live? "
Chen Chang Sheng understood what he meant and the perplexed expression on his face gradually faded.
"Just because other people want you to die doesn't mean that you have to die, no matter who it is, Nanke, the Demon Lord, or the Empress."
Tang Thirty-Six looked into his eyes and said, "Think on the bright side. If you really are Crown Prince Zhaoming, then as long as you survive, you will be the number one successor to the throne of the Great Zhou."
When he said these words, his expression was extremely serious, but the contents of his words were not serious at all.
He knew that Chen Chang Sheng had no interest in something like the throne. He just wanted to use these words to lighten the oppressive atmosphere.
"Speaking of which, the Pope or the Emperor of the Great Zhou, which one is better?" he asked Chen Chang Sheng with a smile.
Chen Chang Sheng did not answer this question. The one who answered was Zhexiu. The wolf youth who had always been extremely apathetic to the affairs of the world somewhat clumsily suggested, "It's still better to be the Emperor. He has an army under his command and thirty-eight Divine Generals. In the future, he will be the commander-in-chief in the war against the demons."
Truly wonderful.
Having this sort of friend is truly wonderful.
Chen Chang Sheng thought to himself.
He didn't know if Xining Village was fabricated, didn't know if his existence was fabricated, but he could at least confirm that his days in the capital were incomparably real.
"Thank you." He said to Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu, and then he sensed something and said, "I have some matters that I need to take care of first."
Zhexiu did not know what he needed to take care of, but Tang Thirty-Six very easily guessed, especially when he sensed the ripples of Qi from his magical artifact and saw the figure of a skirt flitting across the white sand and shallow water below. This made him very depressed, thinking to himself, as expected of a guy who forgets his friends at the sight of beauty.
… …
… …
That date stone quietly lay in the white sand, in the clear water of the lake. Perhaps because it carried her Qi, this date stone became an object that many of the fish in the lake were extremely willing to get close to. Its surface had been pecked clean and was extremely glossy. It looked just like a stone carved with a few lines.
Chen Chang Sheng and Xu Yourong sat on the edge of the platform, their feet submerged in the lake. They did not intentionally sit closer, their shoulders occasionally lightly touching.
This sort of distance, this sort of rhythm, this sort of tranquility, was what they were most accustomed to and also what they liked the most, just like how they felt about each other.
Xu Yourong softly said, "To have this sort of friend is something to be very happy about."
Chen Chang Sheng said, "You ….. don't have this sort of friend?"
Then he remembered that since she was young, she was the little princess that the entire capital cared for, the successor that the Divine Queen and the Saintess carefully cultivated. From the age of five, she had already left the ordinary world, so it was indeed very difficult for her to have ordinary, but extremely precious friends.
Xu Yourong slightly smiled and said, "All the senior and junior sisters in the temple ….. even the elders except for the teacher are very respectful to me, so there is no way for us to casually chat. But I do have some acquaintances in a town at the foot of the mountain that I can talk to ….. I will introduce them to you in the future."
Hearing this, Chen Chang Sheng was a little curious, thinking to himself, how could there be acquaintances in a normal town?
"If we really talk about friends ….. actually the seniors and juniors in Li Mountain are more similar, but since we are not in the same place, the chances of contact are relatively small."
"I heard ….. that the place where Qiu Shan Jun practices the sword is not far from Ci Jian Temple?"
"What do you want to ask?"
"Nothing."
"Okay, you are not wrong, I have always treated my senior as an extremely important friend."
"The problem is, he will definitely not think that way."
"Princess Luo Luo has taken you as her master, but I don't know what she is thinking."
"I can't outtalk you."
"Because you are unreasonable."
"Fine."
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
"What do you want to hear?"
"You ….. are you really Crown Prince Zhaoming?"
The wooden platform below the small building instantly became quiet.
The lake water lightly swayed, the white sand was still and motionless, and the fish were swimming far away, as if sensing the change in the atmosphere.
Chen Chang Sheng was silent for a very long time, then said, "I don't know, but I don't think so."
Xu Yourong slightly tilted her head, lightly leaning on his shoulder.
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