After a while, Ye Fan, wearing a white mask, walked out of the carriage shop, followed by a man dressed as a Coachman.
"Get in." Ye Fan said as he walked past Akatsuki and headed straight for a luxuriously decorated carriage.
He was spending Matsumoto Takeyoshi's money, so he naturally had to choose a comfortable seat.
Akatsuki turned around and followed Ye Fan into the spacious carriage.
"Hyah!" the Coachman yelled as he whipped the carriage.
Rumble rumble rumble rumble... The carriage steadily drove out of the town.
Inside the carriage, Ye Fan took off the Ever-Flame Sword from his back and stood to the side, not saying a word.
Akatsuki also took off her saber and placed it by her side, not saying a word.
The white fox, on the other hand, was lying next to Ye Fan and did not move at all.
The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.
This scene made Ye Fan's thoughts fly back to the time when he had saved his beloved wife. The scene back then was the same as now, sitting in a carriage and also traveling a long distance. And at that time, Fujiwara No Chiko was similar to Akatsuki, also carrying a saber and wearing a veil.
The scene back then was still vivid in his mind, but Ye Fan's heart still ached. When he thought of his beloved wife in a sea of suffering, her soul in two different places, separated by yin and yang, his eyes reddened again, and his heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife.
Things remain the same, but people have changed. Tears flow from his eyes.
Drip! Two drops of hot tears dripped down from the white mask.
Akatsuki frowned.
This man is crying.
Without a doubt, he must be thinking of his wife. Akatsuki thought to herself.
"We have plenty of time for this mission. After we find out the news tonight, you should go and see your wife." Akatsuki broke the silence and said calmly.
After hearing this, the white-masked Ye Fan turned to look at Akatsuki.
This sentence made him feel slightly surprised.
Akatsuki looked straight ahead and did not look at Ye Fan.
She didn't want to see Ye Fan's eyes after he cried. As for why, she didn't know either.
"Thank you, but no need," Ye Fan replied with four words.
He also wanted to return to Pear Blossom Palace to see his wife whom he yearned for day and night, but he could not.
He could not let anyone else know that he was working for Matsumoto Takeyoshi, let alone his grandfather, Ye Yun, and Jinchan.
If he returned to Pear Blossom Palace and saw the two of them, what would he say?
Tell the truth? On the surface, he was working for Matsumoto Takeyoshi, but in fact, he wanted to collect the Nine Tripod Cauldrons to save Chiko, protect the inscription, and accumulate merits? No!
Qing Chenzi had only said a few words to him, and he had already incurred the wrath of heaven. His lifespan had been shortened by three years, and his hair had turned white. If he revealed the secrets of heaven, Qing Chenzi's life would not be as simple as just being shortened.
Not saying? No way! Jinchan and his grandfather were very smart. They would be able to guess most of it. At that time, he would not be able to defend himself, and he would not be able to explain it clearly.
Betraying the country and relying on the enemy was something that the Ye family would never allow to happen. Even if he was the eldest son of his grandfather, he would not be able to do anything at that time. He would definitely be expelled from the Ye family, and his ancestral records would be cut off. If things went wrong, he would be executed according to the family rules and become a cripple!
It was not right to say or not to say. The best way was not to go, so that they would not be able to find him.
Ye Fan's answer puzzled Akatsuki. She really wanted to know why, but she could not open her mouth to ask.
The atmosphere became quiet again, and only the sound of the carriage's wheels could be heard.
The two of them did not speak along the way. Ye Fan leaned against the window and looked outside quietly. Yue Hong Ji, on the other hand, was sitting there with her eyes closed.
Four hours later, the carriage stopped.
"Young master, there is an inn in front. Do you want to rest and eat something?" Coachman's voice came from outside.
"En." Ye Fan replied.
"Let's get off the carriage." Ye Fan said to Akatsuki as he picked up his sword and got off the carriage.
Akatsuki also got off the carriage.
It was already close to noon. After three hours of bumpy ride, they had already traveled more than three hundred miles.
Looking at the white clouds floating in the sky, Ye Fan sent away Coachman.
"Are we not going to take the carriage?" Akatsuki asked as she looked at the carriage that was going back the way they came.
"No need, we will take the cloud path in the afternoon." Ye Fan said as he walked towards the inn.
"Cloud … cloud path?" Akatsuki, who was standing in the same place, was dumbfounded. She finally understood why Ye Fan looked up at the clouds in the sky.
This person could actually fly in the clouds! Akatsuki was completely shocked by Ye Fan's cultivation.
Ye Fan's ability to fly through the air during the battle with the experts on the warship had already broadened her horizons. However, she did not expect Ye Fan to be able to control the clouds as well!
She had read many ancient books from the Han Dynasty to Japan. She had also read about some of the techniques of riding the clouds, but she always thought that those were exaggerated descriptions that were imagined by the ancient people.
Now that she heard Ye Fan say this, she realized that such techniques actually existed in reality!
The techniques of the Central Plains were indeed as extensive and profound as the rumors said!
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