Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Truth
"She's gone?"
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"No one will stop you, will you?"
"No, everything is according to Your Majesty's orders this morning, and the guards pretend not to see Niangniang."
"That's fine, I will also send some people to protect her on the way, and by the way, I will first test the woman waiting in the Ten Mile Pavilion, if it is a lie, kill it on the spot."
"Yes, Wechen obeys."
"Go ahead."
"Wechen retired."
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This series of conversations took place less than half an hour after Song Chanyun stole out of the city, at this time Zhuang Xun stood on the city wall, looking at the direction of Song Chanyun from a distance, and his heart was infinitely emotional.
The so-called one-day husband and wife hundred days, how could Zhuang Xun not know how cruel his words this morning were, especially for a woman who had just lost her body to you, it was more painful than sprinkling salt on the wound, but he had no choice but to use this method to provoke her away.
As for whether he can see each other again in the future, Zhuang Xun doesn't know, but he knows that there is already an extra figure in his heart.
About two hours later, Song Chanyun and the old mother finally came to the Shili Pavilion agreed by Feng Sanniang, who was already smiling at the arrival of Song Chanyun.
The two of them were not in a hurry to go over, Song Chanyun paused and said to the old lady on the side: "Go back first, and I'll be back as soon as I'm sick." β
said so, in fact, Song Chanyun didn't have a bottom in his heart, and he couldn't say that he would not be able to see him in this life.
"Then princess, you have to pay attention to your body, you still don't eat the things that the old doctor doesn't let you eat, the old slave is not by your side now, you can't play tricks anymore, if you are really wronged, come back, you know?" The old mother also watched Song Chanyun grow up, the mother died early, it can be said that Song Chanyun was raised by her single-handedly, and now the two are going to separate, it is actually no different from the separation of flesh and blood, and I can't help but cry.
"Got it." Song Chanyun also sobbed in a low voice, and then walked forward with a ruthless heart to take away the burden, without looking back, but the person cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain.
The old lady Qingguan looked at the back of her princess in the distance, and murmured: "Girl, don't blame Your Majesty, he told me, in fact, he is also for your good, you are not married to the wrong person, the old slave is waiting for you to come back in Daqianguo." β
Then Song Chanyun was taken away by Feng Sanniang under the eyelids of the old lady.
"Immortals, it's immortals, it's not sure that the princess really has hope this time." The old lady looked at Song Chanyun's flying figure, and the latter waved her hand vigorously.
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Song Chanyun didn't guess that this woman turned out to be an immortal, she was an immortal at such a young age, could it be that there was really a way to cure her illness?
"Senior sister, my name is Feng Sanniang, of course, you can call me senior sister in the future, you are my only junior sister, it's just that we are a little different from those people, our master died a long time ago, so I am now half of your master, teaching art on behalf of the teacher, and in the future, your illness and daily cultivation will be under my control, understand? If you understand, call Senior Sister quickly. Feng Sanniang laughed.
"Division...... Masters. Song Chanyun was still a little unaccustomed to it, and immediately asked, "Then where are we going now?" β
At this time, the two were flying away in the air, and Song Chanyun was taken by his grandfather Song Xuanji when he was a child, but he didn't feel new.
"Well, here's for you, this is the place we're going to." Feng Sanniang took out a red token from her arms, and wrote two big characters "Chixiao", with vigorous penmanship, like a tiger and a dragon.
"Chixiao? What is this place? Song Chanyun asked.
"Chixiao Divine Palace, your senior sister and I are also considered to be the little uncle in the Divine Palace, so in this way, you are also a little uncle, so this red token is also worthy, and the identity is above the vast majority of people, except for the person who sees the golden token needs to be respected, no one else cares.
Feng Sanniang said with a big grin.
Song Chanyun nodded slightly, it seemed that he was the same as in his palace, with a strict hierarchy, "The golden token is the biggest, right?" β
Feng Sanniang frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said: "Now it is indeed the case, because the palace host has a golden token, but it is said that there is a purple jade token on it, but the master uncle who holds the token has not seen anyone for two hundred years, so the token is also lost, but once he sees this token, there is no doubt that even the palace master will surrender." β
"Don't talk about this, I'm a little curious that you are really here, I didn't have any hope." Feng Sanniang asked curiously.
Song Chanyun took a deep breath, and then 1510 told what happened, she could endure anything, but she couldn't bear Zhuang Xun, a disgusting man, she wanted the world to know such a ruthless and unrighteous scumbag.
"Hahahaha!" Feng Sanniang laughed out loud after hearing this, and immediately teased: "Didn't you know men better than me last night?" How did this night come to be? Hahahaha! β
"Senior sister, don't laugh! I can only blame me for being too shallow in the world, and when I met such a man, I lost my body! Big regret! Originally, I was thinking about whether to die or not, but after thinking about it, this is also an experience, I Song Chanyun can't live long, but I want to see what more sad things happen. β
Feng Sanniang nodded frequently, "This is true, but I wonder, men can change their faces so quickly, don't you say that this is something that women often do?" Will there be anything greasy in the middle? β
"What's going on?" Song Chanyun gritted his teeth and said hatefully.
"For example, did he hear our conversation last night?" Feng Sanniang said cautiously.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and Song Chanyun naturally heard the meaning of Feng Sanniang's words.
Feng Sanniang didn't speak anymore, and time passed slowly.
After a long time, Song Chanyun took a deep breath, "Impossible, he slept like a dead pig last night." β
"Yo, didn't you tell me last night that men wouldn't sleep like dead pigs after doing that? Why did this night change again? Feng Sanniang quipped.
"Me!" Song Chanyun choked for a while, and she didn't know what to say, but she still felt that if Zhuang Xun heard it last night, she could discuss it with herself, why bother to be so angry with herself?
Feng Sanniang seemed to know what Song Chanyun was thinking, and said softly: "Your senior sister, I have seen a lot of people over the years, and I personally think that that kid is not like the kind of heartless and wolf-ambitious person in your mouth, leaving a way out of everything." β
"Okay." Song Chanyun nodded slightly.
At this time, a sudden gust of wind whistled by, and a letter was revealed in the baggage, which Song Chanyun opened curiously, and it was the handwriting of customs clearance.
"What's going on? If you have something to say no to me in person, what kind of letter do you write? Song Chanyun felt a little strange, and immediately looked at it carefully, until his eyes were hazy with tears and he couldn't stop sobbing.
This letter was written by the old lady of Qingguan, but the reason for it was all related to what Zhuang Xun did today.