After giving instructions, Yin Hongxiu returned to Xu Xian.
Xu Xian stood up and said, "It's getting late. I should take my leave. You should rest early!"
Yin Hongxiu seemed to be shocked. "Where are you going?"
Xu Xian was startled. He did not know where to go. He suddenly smiled meaningfully. "Why? Do you want to stay the night?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Yin Hongxiu's face turned red. She struggled internally. Did she really have to keep him here for the night?
"Then I won't talk about it." Xu Xian had already pushed open the window, stepped onto the windowsill, and left.
Cold air assaulted her. Yin Hongxiu shrank back and stretched out her hand. "Hey!" However, Xu Xian's figure had already disappeared. Only the moonlight shone on the flower petals as they fell into the room.
Yin Hongxiu felt a sense of loss and angrily stomped her feet. If you really had nowhere to go, would I have chased you away?
He actually left so decisively.
After leaving the room that was as warm as spring, Xu Xian leisurely sat on a colorful cloud and slowly rose into the sky under the bright moonlight. He watched as the peach orchard gradually became smaller, and then looked at Chang 'an gradually became smaller. Only the moon hanging in the sky above his head made him feel a sense of independence from the world.
The rise and fall of the world and the changes of the world. How many things were worth his attention?
Xu Xian shook his head forcefully. What was wrong with him? Did he become stupid from practicing martial arts? He had never thought about it in the past.
However, he could not deny that ever since he lit up the last star, an unprecedented feeling of clarity appeared in his heart. It was as if he had a brand new understanding of everything in the past.
This feeling was so faint, but it unknowingly disintegrated his original temperament.
He suddenly understood the meaning of "Taishang Wang Qing". It was not a deliberate desire to transcend the mortal world. Instead, many feelings became so difficult to preserve after reaching a certain level.
Xu Xian sighed softly. Then, he pulled himself together and disappeared into the horizon.
Two hours later, Xu Xian appeared in the city of Suzhou, overlooking the surging waters of Lake Tai.
Although Wu Renjie said that Wu Yulian and her mother were protected by the Cao Clan, he still came to take a look just in case.
Xu Xian understood that he wasn't really worried. He just wanted to use these things to dispel the feeling he had just felt.
He didn't want to be a person who forgot his emotions. He tried his best to preserve something in his heart, something that was seen as a burden by others.
Kindness and sympathy. With these two things, he was destined to be unable to become a hero among people like Pan Yu. He would not be able to become a king or a tyrant, and he would even find it difficult to lead others.
He could not let go of his feelings and desires. Yu Xuanji had taught him many times in the past that if he wanted to become an immortal, he could not be obsessed with these things.
But in the end, even they fell for it and stood on his side regardless of everything. They chose a path that was completely different from their original beliefs, which made him believe that these things were not meaningless.
But with their crazy choices, wasn't it like they were possessed by a demon?
How much hardship and grievance did they suffer for this? Perhaps these things were the greatest inner demons, and he was that demon.
Xu Xian forced himself to cast aside these thoughts. He descended, landing in the courtyard behind Hundred Herb Hall. This place wasn't seized by the authorities as Wu Renjie's property, because it was originally the property the Cao Clan had gifted to Xu Xian.
The pavilions were just like before.
It was already late at night, but Xu Xian noticed that there was a room that was still lit. He walked outside the door and saw a woman leaning over a table, reading by candlelight.
The woman's face was haggard, but it didn't hide her former beauty. Moreover, she seemed much more mature. It was Wu Yulian.
Xu Xian remembered that she hated these complicated medical books the most. Now, she could calmly study them. Seeing that she was fine, and hearing a light breathing sound from a nearby room, he relaxed and prepared to leave.
The faint sound of a bell came from afar. Xu Xian was startled. Only then did he remember that this was the bell of Cold Mountain Temple. He couldn't help but stand where he was and listen quietly for a while.
Wu Yulian suddenly raised her head and yawned. It was already late at night. She closed her book and went to the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva. She closed her eyes and joined her palms together in prayer. "Bodhisattva, oh Bodhisattva, please bless my father so that he can come back safely. As long as he can come back, I won't be willful and make him angry anymore. I'll also promise to study medicine with him. In short, I'll listen to everything he says … even if … even if …"
Xu Xian's thoughts returned. Hearing her pray like this, he couldn't help but smile. But as he listened to the end of her words, he seemed to be struggling with something in his heart. He focused his attention and listened quietly.
"… even if he wants me to marry someone, to marry someone else, I'll still agree!"
Wu Yulian's eyes reddened. She hurriedly used her palm to press her eyes. She seemed to have made up her mind. "I can't cry anymore."
Xu Xian's heart softened. After a moment of hesitation, he still lightly knocked on the door.
Wu Yulian hurriedly blinked her eyes and wiped them with her sleeves. Then she went to the door and opened it. "Mother, I'll … sleep …"
For a moment, Xu Xian didn't know what to say. Visiting a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night was unavoidably a bit inappropriate. But he still wanted to let her feel at ease in advance. He wanted to tell her that her father was already out of trouble.
Wu Yulian said in disbelief, "Xu Da Ge!"
As if nothing had happened, she let Xu Xian enter the room. "How did you come back? When did you come back to Suzhou?"
She didn't ask why he appeared in front of her door so late at night. She made Xu Xian prepare a set of excuses, but he didn't need them.
Xu Xian saw that she was still using the old way of addressing him. It didn't change because of the change of his identity. He felt a bit of familiarity. "I just arrived."
It was just that this ordinary sentence made her lose control of her emotions. She said with tears in her eyes, "My father, my father, he …"
Xu Xian hurriedly said, "Your father is fine."
Wu Yulian said with tears in her eyes, "Is it true?
Did you see my father? "
"Yes, I saw him. I know everything. Don't worry, he will be back soon."
Wu Yulian smiled through her tears. "That's … that's great. Bodhisattva must have heard my prayer."
Looking at the person in front of her, she suddenly thought of the prayer just now. Before this, she didn't know how many times she had prayed before. Did she have to add the last one before it would come true?
For a moment, she thought of it in a daze.
Xu Xian corrected her. "It's not Bodhisattva who heard it. It's me."
Wu Yulian came back to her senses. She said with a somewhat unnatural expression, "Thank you, Xu Da Ge!" She had completely believed in the word 'fate'.
Xu Xian said, "This matter is originally related to me …" He stopped there, and then there was a voice outside the door. "Yulian, Yulian …"
"Don't tell others that you saw me."
Xu Xian's voice was still echoing in Wu Yulian's ears. His figure had turned into the wind and left. The breeze swayed the candlelight, and the light and shadow in the room swayed.
Wu Yulian suspected that it was just a dream. Hearing the knocking on the door, she hurriedly opened the door. "Mother, what's the matter?"
"I heard a voice."
"No one. I was talking to myself. Also, father will be back soon!"
"How do you know?"
"Bodhisattva heard my prayer."
"Silly child, don't let your imagination run wild. Go to sleep quickly!"
Xu Xian returned to the mansion in Hangzhou and said in his heart, "Wife, I'm back."