Diagonally opposite the county government office, there is a Yuelai Teahouse, which is even more grand than the Fugui Teahouse.

Sitting by the window on the second floor, a delicate boy and a middle-aged scholar with a gentle temperament.

Through the wide-open window, the middle-aged scholar looked at Yun Lang and Qin Xuanran, thinking about something.

He seemed to have seen something, but he was not sure.

Then he took out an exquisite single-sided mirror from his long sleeve. The thing looked like a small lens used by treasure appraisers to carefully observe antiques, and there was nothing surprising.

The middle-aged scholar placed the one-sided mirror in front of his left eye, looked closely, and suddenly his whole body was shocked.

After a long time, he took back the small lenses and looked extremely solemn: "What the old man Tianji said is not bad, that Yunlang is exactly the person you are looking for."

The delicate boy was shocked when he heard this: "Are you sure?"

The middle-aged scribe said in a serious tone: "It's true!"

The delicate young man struggled, as if he was experiencing a battle between heaven and man, and was inexplicably weak: "I want to sit in that position, can I only take away what originally belonged to him?"

The middle-aged scribe became more serious. His words formed a strange barrier. No one could hear it in Yuelai Teahouse: "What you want to fight for is the general trend! The general trend is in a river, and all the people who encounter it are stepping stones, and those who block the road are all flying ashes!"

The delicate boy suddenly laughed at himself: "Can I be the next Liu Yang?"

The middle-aged scholar was so angry that he could not make a strong sense of iron: "Why should you be too arrogant? You have the best of the world, and you have my help. There is still half of the Tianlong Kingdom behind you."

The shy and cowardly boy suddenly became very stubborn: "I know that the road I want to take will kill many people. But today I see the mountain god painting scroll, and I don't want to be enemies with Yun Lang. People like him are the friends I want."

The middle-aged scribe said sternly: "The kindness of a woman! Since ancient times, those who ascend to that throne have been all me! Since I have decided to take that path, I should be clear that you are destined to have no friends!"

The kind literati became more and more harsh, and the shy boy became more and more stubborn: "Sir, I have a problem. Today I saw the fate of Liu Yang and the ending of the Liu family. I couldn't help but wonder, if Liu Yang regarded Yunlang as his real friend, what a glorious scene would the Liu family be like now?"

The middle-aged scribe was silent. The words he said just now were the heaviest words he had ever said to a young man in ten years.

If you say something harshly, it may be counterproductive.

Once the mental state of a delicate boy is affected, the gain will not be worth the loss.

The boy asked again: "I have another question. Is the divination of the old man Tianji must be correct?"

The middle-aged scribe was speechless.

Among the hundreds of main cities of Bishui Paradise, there is a city called Tianji City.

The lord of that city is called the old man Tianji.

According to legend, he was a person who even the God of Water should respect three points.

It is said that the old man Tianji has made complete plans and can perceive Tianji. All the prophecies he issued have become reality.

Until twenty years ago, the old man Tianji capsized.

The golden sign that lasted for thousands of years was broken by a swordsman of unknown origin, and an ending that was completely opposite to that of the prophecy.

That swordsman is the man mentioned by the descendants.

So some people, like delicate teenagers, began to question that the old man Tianji was not 100% correct.

Feeling the boy's persistence, the middle-aged scholar was both disappointed and relieved.

This young man who is usually submissive is so independent.

Sure enough, the delicate boy demonstrated his opinion again: "Sir, let it go, I want to follow my original intention. Things are done by humans, and the solutions are thought out by people. The path I want to go should not follow a so-called prophecy and go on intact. So what is the difference between me and the puppet?"

After a pause, the boy said again: "Of course, it may be that I am wishful thinking. Perhaps Yunlang will never regard me as a friend. If one day, I and him stand on the opposite side because of their different positions, I will let him experience my... Six-Meridian Divine Sword."

The middle-aged scribe smiled, looked relieved, and said one word: "Okay."

At the same time, someone also said one word: "Good."

The person who said this is Mr. Pan of the Water Temple.

A long distance away, Mr. Pan seemed to have seen the delicate young man in Yuelai Teahouse clearly and looked at him with a few more eyes.

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...

In the evening of that day, Yunlang moved into Shuiyuexuan.

Shuiyuexuan has elegant layout and is worthy of being a master. The backyard is divided into two parts.

One is Nanyuan, which is usually lived by Grandma Xue and Zuo Chuyi and his son, and Qin Xuanran occasionally lives for a while.

Another Beiyuan is used to receive guests. In fact, only one person has lived in it over the years. That person is Shui Yuexuan's only distinguished guest, the Seventh Princess of the current dynasty.

The situation is different now. Yun Lang lives in Beiyuan, and the supporting staff include Miao Lihui, who is known as the [Beiyuan Manager], as well as the Beiyuan Guardian's servants - Daniu, Erhu, and Sanfat.

Upon hearing this news, Jiang Dongliu regretted it so much that his intestines were blue.

President Jiang thought the tiger captain was finished. In fact, when many people were "iron evidence is as strong as a mountain", they thought Yun Lang, Miao Lihui and others were all dead. Human calculations were not as good as God's calculations. Qin Xuanran came and asked the gods to come and turn the world around.

Starting from today, Shui Yuexuan’s VIPs are even more important than before.

Jiang Dongliu only felt that he had missed hundreds of millions of silver coins. If he had done a loss-making business and sent someone to Qingyun Mountain to find Yunlang with Miao Lihui, it would be another ending. From then on, the Sihai Chamber of Commerce and Shui Yuexuan will cooperate with each other.

Unfortunately, if it is only if.

There is no regret medicine in the world. A trivial choice can also affect the final direction.

Yunlang, Qin Xuanran, and Grandma Xue and her son had a meal, then returned to the Beiyuan bedroom to think about life.

He received too much information today and needed to digest the way people in the city play.

After digesting until midnight, he fell asleep and entered the paradise of clear water.

As for Qin Xuanran, most of the time, she doesn't live in the city.

Those who dare to live outside the city are either forced by life or are skilled and brave.

Qin Xuanran belongs to the latter.

The same goes for the night. She left the city and came to a bamboo forest in the southwest suburbs.

The dense green bamboos contain the mystery of the formation. If outsiders walk to the edge of the bamboo forest, they will never be able to walk in no matter how hard they go.

There is a unique cave inside the bamboo forest. A row of exquisite bamboo houses is built, and a stream flows through the house outside.

This place has a name: Qingxi Xiaozhu.

Qin Xuanran lives here most of the time. She doesn't like the noise in the city, doesn't like dealing with others, and is used to living alone.

Sometimes, she lived in Qingxi Xiaozhu for half a year, and it is rare for people in Qingyun City to see her.

That night, Qin Xuanran, who came to the small building of Qingxi, was packing his luggage and visiting a large number of books in his house.

It can be seen that she is going to move to Shuiyuexuan and stay for a long time.

She decided to live well and needed Mr. Yun to drive away the cold poison for her.

After filling three Qiankun bags, Qin Xuanran finally packed up.

She hurried out of the bamboo forest over the sky and the moon.

During this period of time, Qingyun City has been curfewed and the city gates are closed, so people are not allowed to enter and exit.

Qin Xuanran was different. If a county lady like her insisted on going in, the city guards would not stop him.

With Qin Xuanran's personality, she tried to keep a low profile without causing trouble to others. Today, she was a little abnormal and wanted to enter the city impatiently.

After walking for a while, looking at the towering city walls, she suddenly stopped.

She is no longer the kind of girl who is pregnant with spring, she has enough rationality and maturity that girls do not have.

She suddenly realized something was wrong: "Strange, I have only been separated from Mr. Yun for half a day, why am I in a hurry to see him?"

This thought made her inexplicably panic.

Even, she despises her infidelity.

It's like a woman with a husband, thinking of another man in her heart.

She rubbed her temples, returned the same way, and returned to the Qingxi Xiaozhu.

Sitting in front of the bamboo house, she looked at the deserted moon in the sky and fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!