La pluie printanière est comme du vin, les saules comme de la fumée

Chapitre 89

Jun Wuhen raised an eyebrow, "What does Yun'er mean?"

“Juechen Valley is my maternal home. It has been more than a month now, and it would be inappropriate not to go back to my maternal home. Moreover, Wuhen has been busy with official business these days and has not been able to accompany Qingyun. Since that’s the case, there’s no better time than now. I will go back to my maternal home to visit my relatives in the next few days.”

Jun Wuhen shook his head helplessly, "Since Yun'er has put it that way, I can't refuse even if I wanted to, and besides, I'm not such a domineering person. It's just that the journey is long..."

"No! Juechen Valley is near the capital, and Fengcheng is the neighboring city of the capital. Fengcheng is only a few hundred miles away from Ligong. If we ride at full speed, we can arrive in less than three hours," Qingyun explained.

With a wry smile, Jun Wuhen had no choice but to agree.

How many days will Yun'er be going back to her parents' home?

After a moment of contemplation, Qingyun extended five jade-like fingers. Seeing Jun Wuhen frown, she quickly withdrew two. "Including the return journey, three days!"

"good."

Upon hearing the agreement, Qingyun's face immediately blossomed into a radiant smile, a smile so bright it could melt even the ice and snow of the world.

Jun Wuhen was lost in thought for a moment, but the next moment, he grabbed her shoulders domineeringly and said with utmost seriousness, "Remember, the Li Palace is your home."

Qingyun gently bit her lip, her eyelids drooping as if to conceal the emotions within. But helpless against Jun Wuhen's burning gaze, she could only raise her eyelids and softly reply, "I know."

Jun Wuhen was satisfied and instructed his servants to prepare a carriage and give other instructions.

Volume Two: Fate Leads to a Happy Marriage - Green Robe and Purple Robe 3

In no time, the servants had everything prepared in an orderly fashion.

Qingyun had also changed into men's clothing. Her jet-black hair was held up with a white jade crown, her face was free of makeup, and she wore a flowing white robe, holding a white jade fan. With a gentle wave of the jade fan, she looked like a banished immortal.

Upon seeing Qingyun in such a state, the maids in the palace blushed and their hearts pounded, wishing they could marry no one but him. If it weren't for Jun Wuhen, who stood beside Qingyun with a stern face, the maids would probably have been screaming incessantly.

Upon hearing the news that Qingyun was going back to her parents' home, Yu Wuxia hurriedly ran out. When she saw Qingyun, dressed in white like an immortal, she stammered, "Beautiful brother."

The entire room fell silent.

Jun Wuhen's expression darkened further, while Qingyun laughed heartily, gently shaking her jade fan before abruptly closing it. She tapped Wuxia's head with the fan tip and said with a smile, "Wuxia, you've been reading too many novels. Go and practice your zither!"

"Oh dear! Brother Qingyun, I can't bear to part with you!"

"Sweetie, I'll be back in three days."

After comforting Yu Wuxia, Qingyun turned around and smiled sweetly at Jun Wuhen, whose face was dark. "Wuhen, I'll be back soon." Then she got into the carriage, with Ziyi following closely behind.

Jun Wuhen gave a wink to several people hiding in the shadows, and they followed.

Inside the large carriage, Qingyun and Ziyi sat on high soft couches, each with a small square sandalwood table beside them, on which were placed various kinds of snacks.

Qingyun gently waved her jade fan, tilted her head, and leaned against the window. The gauze curtain by the window fluttered in the breeze, occasionally obscuring Qingyun's flawless, white jade-like face.

Purple-clad figure sat quietly on the couch, her eyelids slightly lowered. Suddenly, as if sensing something, Purple-clad figure looked up and met Qingyun's gentle glance.

The air inside the carriage seemed to stand still.

The two of them stood there gazing at each other.

In that fleeting glance, Qingyun saw a pair of deep eyes, and her heart trembled involuntarily.

Those deep eyes... they seem so familiar!

Qingyun raised an eyebrow, closed her fan, leaned forward slightly, and used one end of the fan to lift the chin of the woman in purple. Her eyes flashed, and a playful smile appeared on her lips.

"Young lady, would you do me the honor of accompanying me for a stroll in the countryside?"

Zi Yi was startled, but immediately realized what was happening. Her eyes were also flashing, but a thin layer of mist covered them, a mist that Qing Yun could not penetrate.

The woman in purple chuckled softly.

"This young master is very handsome, but unfortunately, Luo Fu is already married and has someone else in her heart, so she has to disappoint your kindness."

Qingyun withdrew her fan, her face utterly dejected. She glanced resentfully at Ziyi, slowly unfurled her jade fan, and sighed, "Poor me, so handsome and dashing, more like Pan An, yet I'm rejected by a mere girl. Alas! This world is truly... alas!"

Zi Yi chuckled, then her expression turned serious. She stared intently at Qing Yun, her eyes deep. "Zi Yi really has someone she loves very, very much, so much that—" She slowly turned her head, her gaze falling on the sky through the open window.

"Regardless of everything."

Qingyun pursed her lips, her open jade fan obscuring half her face, leaving only a pair of eyes that shimmered slightly. Looking at Ziyi's expression, Qingyun suddenly felt that the person Ziyi loved would surely be very happy.

Suddenly, Qingyun thought of herself.

It would be so wonderful to love someone unconditionally, even if that person doesn't love you back.

A pair of small birds flew in from outside the carriage. Their feathers shimmered in the sunlight as they flew merrily around the carriage, one chasing the other and chirping happily. Qingyun smiled knowingly, her gaze following them intently.

If you can pursue what you desire without hesitation, happiness may not be far away.

Throughout the journey, Qingyun and Ziyi remained silent, each lost in their own thoughts. As the sun set, the carriage slowly arrived at the foot of the towering cliffs where Juechen Valley was located.

The sky was dim, with stars appearing and disappearing in the air.

With a half-open jade fan held to her forehead, Qingyun squinted, gazing at the endless cliff face.

Even at dusk, the rings of white mist swirling around the center of the cliff face are still faintly visible, the mist itself obscuring the view above. Sometimes, the more unseen and unattainable something is, the more we yearn to possess it.

People only know that Juechen Valley is located on this towering cliff, that Juechen Valley is full of pear blossoms, that Juechen Valley is full of traps, and that only the divine physician Lige and Miss Qingyun live in Juechen Valley.

Climbing the precipice, entering the Valley of Desolation, and catching a glimpse of the Divine Healer Li Ge has always been the dream of many adventurers. Unfortunately…