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He sat quietly by the bedside for a while before softly saying, "Yichun, I've thought about it. Let's continue south and go to Fuzhou. It's warm there in winter. When it gets warmer, we'll head to the northern desert to see the vast grasslands and go horseback riding and falconry together."

Originally, she thought he was going to say something in a fit of anger again, but who knew he would say this? Yichun immediately perked up, hugged the quilt and got up, saying repeatedly, "I also want to go to the Western Regions. I heard that the grapes and melons there are especially delicious! By the way, there are also many fun things to do in Sichuan. Let's take our time to explore and enjoy ourselves."

Yang Shen leaned against the headboard and laughed, "Yes, maybe if we're lucky, we'll meet some reclusive master at the top of the mountain or the bottom of the valley, who will teach us a couple of unparalleled martial arts moves. That way we can take our revenge sooner."

Yi Chun laughed so hard he almost fell over: "Not bad, not bad! Then the two of us with four swords will wipe out the Juxia Gang in Chenzhou!"

Yang Shen laughed with her for a while, then paused and suddenly asked softly, "Yichun, let's go get revenge together. After we get revenge, where will we go, and what will we do?"

Yichun's eyes gleamed in the darkness, without the slightest hesitation: "Let's continue traveling all over the world, being heroes! Making friends! What about you? What do you want to do?"

He shook his head: "...I don't know, I've never thought about what else I could do after I've taken my revenge."

His purpose in living until now is to seek revenge, but once he makes up his mind, the paths he can choose are much wider than before. Faced with such a suddenly vast world, it is inevitable that he will hesitate.

Yichun patted his hand: "Let's go together. You'll never be bored with me."

He fell silent, and after a moment, he suddenly gripped her hand tightly, his palm burning hot.

“Yichun…” His voice was very low, almost a whisper, “We will… stay together forever, and never be separated.”

She answered very readily: "Sure! We won't separate."

His face flushed slightly, and he murmured, "Then...can we get married?"

Yichun was stunned. All the intimate moments she had shared with him in the past suddenly flooded her mind like a tide. In an instant, she understood what he meant by not separating.

I'm a little hesitant, a little tempted, like a little hook slowly scratching at my heart, both itchy and painful.

She forcefully pulled her hand back, pulled the blanket over her head, lay back down, and mumbled, "Ah, let's sleep, I'm so sleepy."

Yang Shen patted the blanket and said softly, "Yichun, I'll wait for you. I'll wait for your answer for as many years as you want."

She still didn't answer.

He slowly stood up, walked to his bedside, and said softly, "Do you remember when we were in the peach grove behind the mountain, I said that there are no unchanging people or things in the world? Yichun, I was wrong. There are definitely unchanging people and things in the world. I really believe that now."

Yichun remained silent.

She didn't fall asleep for a long time. In her dream, she was wearing a lilac-colored new silk dress, lightly made up, holding a purple bamboo umbrella, and running towards the peach grove with great anticipation.

A young boy stood under a peach tree, the blossoms in full bloom, hanging heavily on the ground. The boy was thin, with a wicked face; he didn't look like a good person at all.

But his smile was so gentle; even a thousand spring breezes combined couldn't match his tenderness.

The more she looked at him, the happier she became. She went over and told him directly, "I like you. What do you think of me? Let's go ask our master to grant our wish, shall we?"

He looked up, readily agreed, and then firmly grasped her hand.

****

The lake was pitch black at night, with the stars and moon obscured by dark clouds.

Shu Jun leaned against the cabin wall, sipped a glass of light wine, and sighed, "Cloudy days are so annoying. It's pitch black, and you can't even tell which way is which."

Little Pumpkin tossed the small heater around in his hand and laughed, "Master doesn't dislike cloudy days, he's just feeling annoyed, isn't he? If you ask me, Miss Ge might not be indifferent to you. Master's conditions are much better than that boy surnamed Yang's."

Shu Jun lay back, supporting his face with his hand, and murmured, "This kind of thing... has nothing to do with conditions. If she turned around and liked me because of some bullshit conditions, I would definitely kick her away."

Little Pumpkin snorted: "Then continue being your down-on-your-luck, dumped wanderer!"

Shu Jun laughed and said lazily, "What's there to be upset about? It's all just a matter of fate."

"Oh yeah, yeah!" Little Pumpkin clearly despised his retreat without a fight. "Master is always a giant in words but a dwarf in deeds! It would be strange if you weren't frustrated!"

He rolled over and chuckled, "If I have no heart, then I'll just leave. How could that be empty talk? What do you, a little kid, know?"

He then suddenly paused, startled, and said, "Wait a minute, what did you just say... a giant?"

Giants... Giants? A thought flashed through his mind as he suddenly remembered the giant he had seen that morning. Yan Yufei had somehow subdued him and kept him by his side at all times.

That kind of monster is very eye-catching. The second young master of the Yan family has always been careful and cautious, and would not leave any handle for others to chew on. But this time, he brought a monster with him in a big way. What is his purpose?

On second thought, considering how quickly Yang Shen returned, yet no one from Yan Yufei's faction came to provoke him in the following two days, Little Pumpkin only said that he must have given up and planned to choose another successor for Zhan Chun. He himself had things on his mind and didn't dwell on it.

But now I suddenly realize that this may not be the case.

Who is Yan Yufei? He will not give up until he has achieved a result after investing manpower and resources into a matter.

Shu Jun quickly sat up, turned around and ordered, "Row the boat back to Suzhou."

If you have no heart, then I will leave; but it would be a miracle if you actually did.

Chapter Thirty

The next day, Yichun got up early and said nothing else but, "I heard that the Flower Goddess Temple is very famous. Let's go take a look."

Yang Shen was kicked out of the house to wait for her to change her clothes, and he was quite confused about what she was up to.

A gust of wind blew across Taihu Lake, chilling me to the bone. Looking up at the sky, it was still overcast, the sun hidden behind dark clouds, appearing as many bright, fragmented patches.

Yang Shen was hungry and couldn't help but think of things like tofu pudding and steamed eggs.

Just as he was drooling with anticipation, planning to take Yichun out for a big meal later, the door behind him was pushed open. He instinctively turned around and said, "Yichun, let's eat first..."

The conversation abruptly ended there, and I had somewhat forgotten what I had intended to say.

Across from me stood a graceful young woman. Although it was a bit odd that she carried a worn-out sword sheath on her back, her hair wasn't neatly styled, and she hadn't applied any makeup, her radiant smile made up for everything.