Chapter 889: Chapter 525: Gu Opposes This Marriage Proposal
(On the train ho, inconvenient to type, brothers refresh at three in the morning…)
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An abandoned ruin blooming with Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower.
Welcos today’s second figure.
A man hugging a sword, dressed in green, casually cos here.
At the entrance of the ruins, he doesn’t enter imdiately but rather twirls a Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower with his fingers, and with interest, turns to look at the slender departing back of the “interesting Li girl” who led him here.
The man hugging the sword, mimicking so brat, mumbles “Where in life do two et again,” then tightens the sword in his arms, laughs freely, and turns to enter the ruins.
Dressed in a vivid green outfit, he weaves through ancient, cold, and desolate ruins, stopping occasionally to change his route, avoiding intriguing yet strange forbidden places.
Soon, he reaches near the center of the ruins.
By the bank of a hot spring pool.
The Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower on the grass by the hot spring blooms extraordinarily.
From above, a blooming Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower looks like luminous jade plates.
And a Crystal Pavilion is nestled among these “jade plates,” sparkling and radiant.
Inside the pavilion, sits a tall woman by a crystal table.
This ti, upon her arrival, she is transparent and invisible, dressed in a trailing cyan-golden palace robe, with an extrely slender waistline.
The tall woman holds a common Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower similar to the one Li Bai has.
The other hand seems to be resting on the table, with the sleeve sliding down her transparent and exquisite arm.
She props her head up with the back of her hand, silently gazing ahead.
Quietly waiting.
The tall woman’s deanor lds perfectly with the ancient, tranquil ruins, not speaking, seemingly rging into the surroundings.
The man who ca for the eting sees the unchanged tall woman inside the pavilion.
She was just like this the last ti he saw her.
Her presence is noble and dignified, quietly majestic, like a solitary, profound queen.
Or perhaps, that is what she truly is.
However, their previous eting was on another continent.
Back then, he was also carrying his sword for the eting, and she descended to et him.
But this ti, in the pavilion stands “Li,” who last ti appeared as an ordinary female cultivator from Yun ng Continent.
This ti, she brings with her two glowing moons.
Li Bai doesn’t enter the pavilion, standing outside, hugging his sword, smiles:
“Damn it, every eting with you is such a hassle.”
The tall woman doesn’t waste words, rely raises a transparent hand from under a wide sleeve.
She makes a gentle gesture, and the sword Li Bai has carried day and night flies into the Crystal Pavilion.
Li Bai doesn’t resist.
Seemingly expecting it, he appears unsurprised.
Inside the Crystal Pavilion, the tall woman holds the sword carved with ancient symbols.
Grips it horizontally with one hand.
Places it level with her brows.
She seems to silently study the blade.
Pure white moonlight spills from the sword scabbard, tracing along her transparent hand, up her arm, and into the luxurious cyan-golden sleeve.
In an instant, it outlines the contours of her transparent slender hand.
Li Bai watches quietly.
This scene, reminiscent of tis when Qing Jun ascended the Nine Heavens, drawing his sword again and again…
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Above the ruins, the crescent-shaped Glazed Do glows bright.
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(By request from book friends, replacing parts, posting the sequel to Su Xiaoxiao’s “Ho at Shallow Tang, My Na is Su”)
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Li River, Little Solitary Mountain.
In the morning, within the bamboo house where Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao have settled, a scene of indulging in fragrance under red sleeves unfolds…
Approximately an incense stick’s ti later.
Zhao Rong finally manages to coax the runaway Su Xiaoxiao, who vowed never to see Zhao Lang again.
“Wuuu, big liar, you can’t even play the zither, always using flowery words to fool , wuuu wuuu…”
Su Xiaoxiao sniffles.
Feeling this was yet another major crisis in her brief ‘fox life,’ tricked by Zhao Rong in heart and body, mistakenly entering a den of thieves, never to escape.
Misjudging people, wuuu wuuu.
Stricken with guilt, Zhao Rong feels sowhat embarrassed.
He steps forward, looking at the tearful little girl.
Embracing her and rubbing her little head.
Initially, Su Xiaoxiao ignores him, but later burrows into her lover’s arms.
Before long.
Seeing the ti running late, having played with Xiaoxiao all morning.
He coughs lightly, hinting at sothing.
Su Xiaoxiao pretends not to hear.
Zhao Rong directly says: “Alright, Xiaoxiao, ga over, ti to get down to business.”
Su Xiaoxiao tilts her head, “What business?”
“What what business?”
“What what what business?”
“……” Zhao Rong opens his mouth, ceasing the endless questions.
The little Fox Demon keeps pestering, whining: “If you don’t say what what what business, how would I know what what what what what…”
Zhao Rong is speechless, “Stop, stop, stop, don’t keep going, or your tongue will tie itself in knots.”
Earlier, she had forcefully dragged him to get up and read, but agreed to many things in a muddle.
For instance…after reading.
She agreed to do so needlework for Zhao Rong.
Now, within the bamboo forest cottage, by the study desk.
Zhao Rong pulls Su Xiaoxiao into his arms, ensuring she doesn’t run away.
He embraces her from behind, the two sitting stacked on a chair.
He glances at the beauty in his arms still holding a Jade Flute, winks, and softly murmurs in her ear:
“Hmm, I heard…soone recently learned a musical instrunt, quite talented in music theory… How about I teach you another… ‘new instrunt’?”
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