Chapter 263 The clock in the opposite direction

“Claws? Is this really the result of a fight between warriors?”

A young man carrying a toolbox was looking at the dilapidated mountain gate, the two grooves on the stone steps that were one foot deep into the ground, and the fallen trees on both sides with an amazed expression.

“Stop talking nonsense and get to work. Master Tang has always taken good care of us. Now the mountain gate is broken. How embarrassing!” An old man knocked on the back of the young apprentice’s head.

In the afternoon, at the foot of Mount Emei, the disciples invited craftsmen to work overtime to repair the mountain gate. The sound of clanging and clacking spread at the foot of the mountain. From time to time, pedestrians passed by and glanced over here with slightly complicated expressions.

After these days, they also knew who defeated Tang Weiyu… Wei Minghou who came from the capital.

Everyone in the martial arts world knew that he was coming to Shu to fight with the sword master Yangshe Congyun, but unexpectedly, in his first battle after arriving in Shu, he defeated the second Shu master Tang Weiyu… Originally, few people believed that Zhao Wumian could beat Yangshe Congyun by jumping levels, and they just thought that he was a hot-blooded young man who didn’t know his place. But now it seems that there is a possibility.

Tap tap tap————

The crisp sound of horse hooves could be heard faintly among the tinkling sounds of bells. A craftsman heard the sound and looked in that direction. He was stunned and stopped the work in his hands, which attracted the angry glare of the foreman. But when the foreman turned around and looked, he was also stunned.

Fine raindrops fell from the sky. A woman in a purple dress came over, holding the reins in one hand and leading the horse. In her other hand, she held an oil-paper umbrella. The wooden umbrella pole made her small hand look even whiter. Her ink-black long hair hung behind her waist, swaying gracefully. The umbrella blocked the woman’s pretty face, revealing only her delicate chin and rosy, thin lips.

Quiet, indifferent, and moving… Probably every man in his childhood has fantasized that if he were to travel the world one day, he would definitely meet such a woman and have a love story with her.

The woman told the Emei Sect disciples that her name was “Bai Suzhen”. After the disciples reported it, no one came down for a long time. Just when the woman suspected that she had come to the wrong place, a young man in green suddenly appeared beside her.

The young man in green shirt smiled and said to her: “Long time no see…Bai Suzhen?”

The woman lifted her umbrella slightly, revealing her face. Her eyebrows were like the dark blue of distant mountains, and her eyes were like the misty autumn water. It would not be an exaggeration to call her the most beautiful woman in the world.

The woman looked the young man in green up and down, with a look of inquiry and inquiry in her eyes, “Your Qinggong has improved… I heard that you have done a lot of things these days?”

“Isn’t it great?” The young man in green was very proud.

The little white snake climbed onto the purple-robed man’s shoulder, looked up at the green-robed man with its little head, and hissed, meaning “Long time no see~”

Zhao Wumian also smiled and said to the little white snake, “Long time no see.”

“Have you ever sent me a letter?” The woman in purple tilted her head to look at the man in green and asked in a flat tone.

“I don’t even know where you are.”

“It’s your problem whether you can find me or not.” Zi Yi withdrew his gaze and led the horse up the mountain.

“Because you still refuse to tell me your name, I can’t sign it.”

“You won’t ask Chao Yan?”

“Can’t you speak for yourself? Remember last time at Qinfeng Mountain, when I was about to go down the mountain to stop the Rong people, you cried and said you would tell me your name when I came back…”

“I didn’t cry! Don’t exaggerate!”

The two of them chatted with each other as they passed the mountain gate which was still under construction and went up the mountain under the watchful eyes of a group of craftsmen and Emei disciples.

The young man in green shirt took out a few letters from his bosom and trembled slightly. “All your letters are about where you went today, what herbs you found, and what elixir you made for me. There is not a single private matter in the whole letter…”

Zi Yi tilted her head to look at Zhao Wumian and smiled brightly, “Do you know how many times I almost died in order to make medicine for you? Those poison pills are enough.”

Zhao Wumian paused. These words touched his heart. “What kind of danger did you encounter? Tell me in detail. I will help you get back on track.”

“I haven’t encountered any danger at all, you fool, do you think I’m a rookie just starting out in society?” Zi Yi retracted her gaze, and her bright smile turned into a bit of light pride.

But what made her proud was that she had successfully deceived Zhao Wumian.

On the mountain path, Mu Lier, the Queen Mother and Luo Xiangzhu were waiting for the two of them with umbrellas.

“Why did you bring the empress dowager and the princess to Shu?” Zi Yi was slightly stunned, and his smug expression slowly faded. He glanced at Zhao Wumian with a slightly suspicious tone.

“When I’m away from home, the Imperial Master can call me Nan Ge.” The Queen Mother smiled, “If the Marquis wants to take away Yangshe Congyun’s sword champion plaque, he can’t do it without the endorsement of someone in the court.”

Purple-clothed girl narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly, and without asking any more questions, she turned to look at Mu Lier, carefully examining her, and said with a hint of smile, “Master Mu Jian is seriously poisoned?”

“Hmph, I suffered a loss when fighting against others.” Mu Lier snorted lightly.

At the beginning, Zi Yi used aphrodisiac on Mu Lier, and Mu Lier spanked her in return, so the two women actually didn’t get along well. It was good enough that they didn’t fight when they met now.

“Master’s body is infected with half of the Xiayun Gu. With Xiaobai Suzhen’s ability, she should be able to cure it with just one bite, right?” Zhao Wumian explained.

“Detoxification?” Zi Yi frowned and looked at Zhao Wumian. “I have heard a little bit about Xiayun Gu. It should be very useful for your physique… Don’t you plan to refine it?”

“The method used by Jiuli is to refine Xiayun Gu. They use humans to refine Gu. If they really want to refine Xiayun Gu, Master might die… Do you hope that one day, I will use your life to refine Gu?”

Zi Yi was silent for a few seconds. She didn’t want to answer this question, so she walked forward and looked at Mu Lier carefully again, “Open your mouth and let me see your tongue.”

Mu Lier glanced at Zhao Wumian, raised her sleeves to cover her face, and slightly opened her red lips.

Zi Yi pondered for a moment before nodding slightly, “It’s been less than a month since the poisoning began, so it can be cured.”

Zhao Wumian immediately relaxed. Zi Yi was still reliable. He smiled and took a few steps forward. “That’s good… There is another girl in the Tang family. When she was young, she was seriously injured and used Guixuan Valley’s heart poison. More than ten years have passed. The poison has penetrated into her heart and bones. She doesn’t have much time left. How about you take a look at her too?”

“Heart Gu?” Zi Yi was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, “That thing is extremely rare in Guixuan Valley, and I have rarely seen it. The people in the valley are actually willing to give it away… Take me to have a look.”

Tang Weiyu, who was waiting quietly on the mountain, knew the purpose of the visit and quickly led everyone to Tianchi Peak. Over the past ten years, he had tried every possible way, but all the answers he got were disappointing. However, even Zhao Wumian trusted this woman in purple so much… Was there still a glimmer of hope?
Tang Xingwen, Tang Baicen, and a large group of Emei disciples who looked a little nervous, all followed.

“What’s the point of having so many people following you? Just do what you need to do.” Zi Yi came to the front of the house, looked back at them, pushed the door and entered the house, “I’ll go in alone to take a look, don’t disturb the patient’s peace.”

Having said that, no one left the house.

The little white snake coiled on Zi Yi’s shoulder, shaking its little head left and right at Zhao Wumian, meaning ‘I’m leaving~’.

The door was closed tightly, and then the voices of Zi Yi and Madam Tang talking could be heard faintly from inside. Everyone in the room looked even more nervous. Only Tang Xingwen did not hold out any hope. He stood in front of the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back, looking up at the bamboos.

Click————

After a moment, Zi Yi walked out and Tang Weiyu immediately walked forward.

Zi Yi shook her head slightly and said bluntly, “There is no hope. Prepare for her funeral as soon as possible. If the poison is cured, she will die on the spot. If not, she can still live for a few months.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked past Tang Weiyu and went to find Mu Lier, “Come with me, I have something to tell you.”

This was also what Tang Xingwen meant. Tang Weiyu was mentally prepared, but still couldn’t help but remain silent. She stood in front of the house with a desolate back.

The Emei sect disciples around looked at each other, wanting to comfort her but not knowing what to say.

There is really no other way… At the moment, either find a Tianrenheyi or Wukui master to refine the Xiayun Gu, or find the Jiuli Gu… Either way, it is unlikely.

For the former, let’s not talk about the issue of conscience, but how many people in the world are at one with nature and how many martial arts masters are there? Add them all together and there are no more than forty of them, and there are less than ten people who are at one with nature. Where can we find them?
Not to mention the Jiuli Gu, Zhao Wumian hasn’t found it yet, so how could it be their turn in Emei?

There was a dead silence outside the house, and everyone hung their heads in silence, not knowing how to resolve the situation.

The Queen Mother and Luo Xiangzhu also sighed. Be it Tang Weiyu or Madam Tang, they were indeed a bit miserable… they were truly a pair of ill-fated mandarin ducks.

At this moment, Zhao Wumian took a few steps forward and came in front of Tang Weiyu, “Master Tang, can you spare me a moment to talk? I have one last trick.”

Tang Weiyu was slightly stunned, then saw Zhao Wumian push open the door and walk into the room.

Tang Weiyu was stunned and stood there for a few seconds, but still followed Zhao Wumian into the house.

Madam Tang was lying on the couch with a pale face. When she saw Zhao Wumian approaching, her expression changed slightly and she couldn’t help but sit up, “Weiming Hou…”

Mrs. Tang didn’t know how to face this man. Zhao Wumian killed her son, but now he was trying to save her… Her feelings were too complicated, so she looked at Tang Weiyu behind Zhao Wumian with a little confusion.

Tang Weiyu looked at Zhao Wumian, her tone slightly doubtful, “The method that the Marquis mentioned is…”

Zhao Wumian took a few glances at the furnishings in the house. Even at this moment, the small stove was lit and medicine was boiling. The house was filled with the aroma of medicine.

He retracted his gaze, sat down at the table, picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water, and then said: “Master Tang, do you know why I suddenly appeared? There was not even a name like ‘Zhao Wumian’ in the martial arts world years ago?”

Tang Weiyu shook her head.

Zhao Wumian did not keep the topic in suspense and went straight to the point, “I stole the Red Silk of Naraku and was poisoned by the Cold Jade Gu. Before I died, I used the Red Silk of Naraku’s method of retracing my past, which saved my life. However, I also lost my memory due to the side effects… and now, the Red Silk of Naraku is in my body, and I also know how to retrace my past.”

Tang Weiyu was stunned where she stood. Even a martial arts master could not help but stutter, “Hou, Lord Hou, do you mean that you can trace her back to more than ten years ago?”

“How can there be such a good thing in the world? That is not something that mortals can do. I’m afraid it requires immortals.” Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly.

“I don’t dare to use this method, not only for myself, but also for the people around me, so I can’t guarantee anything. If you really use this method, maybe you can make Mrs. Tang’s body go back to a few years ago, more than ten years ago, or even more than forty years ago as a baby, or even directly…”

Zhao Wumian paused, and did not say something like “fertilized egg” which Tang Weiyu did not understand, but continued: “It is also possible that nothing will happen. But in any case, as long as this retrospective method can work on the human body, Madam Tang will definitely end up like me… amnesia.”

After he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian stopped talking and gave Tang Weiyu time to think.

Tang Weiyu and Madam Tang looked at each other in bewilderment. The idea of ​​going back in time was too horrifying. There was no precedent at all in ancient and modern times. But if this was the power of the Nine Bells, it was still somewhat credible… But as Zhao Wumian said, he could not guarantee anything.

To say that this method is a last-ditch effort is an understatement.

The two were speechless for a moment. After a while, Tang Weiyu asked in a trembling voice, “If the Marquis’s method works, she, she will not remember anything?”

“I can’t say for sure. He may remember a little, or he may forget everything like a baby.” Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly.

“Then she, she…” Tang Weiyu looked at Mrs. Tang again, “She doesn’t remember anything, so is she still herself…”

Zhao Wumian was silent, gently stroking the teacup in his hand, and whispered: “It depends on the person. Before I lost my memory, I knew a woman. In her heart, although I don’t remember him, I am still me…”

Zhao Wumian drank the water in the cup and continued, “If she doesn’t remember you, then do you two want to continue to be married, or do you hide it from your wife and treat her as an ordinary Emei Sect disciple, set her free, and let her live another life… You two should discuss it among yourselves.”

Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly. “These are the risks. That’s all I have to say. If you want to use this method, come to me as soon as possible. It’s best to make a decision in the next two days. Although your wife can still live for a while, I may die in the future, or I may be busy with official duties. I may not have time to come to Emei again. Don’t wait until the emergency comes to me…

By then, it will be too late. The method of retracing one’s past may still be useful, but death is like the extinguishing of a lamp. If one wants to be resurrected by the red thread of Naraku, no one can do it unless he becomes an immortal.”

After he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian put down the teacup, looked at the medicine stove on the small stove next to him, and sighed softly.

Tang Weiyu and his wife reminded him of Xiao Yuanmu.

He paused there, silent for a few seconds, and then added, “I have been trying to find a way to restore my memory. Maybe I can find it back in the future, or maybe I can’t… But if I can restore my own memory, I can naturally restore the memory of that lady…”

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian smiled faintly at Tang Weiyu, “I won’t hide anything from Patriarch Tang. If so, then your Tang Family and Emei will have to obey me at least during Patriarch Tang’s generation. After all, Madam’s memory will be in my hands by then…”

After he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian said nothing more and walked away.

After Zhao Wumian left, the room remained silent.

Madam Tang is not at the critical moment of life and death yet, and she can still live for a few more months, but as Zhao Wumian said, he may not be able to help in a few months… If he waits until Madam Tang is about to die before going to find Zhao Wumian, I’m afraid it will be too late.

After all, they were an old couple, and there was nothing to hide. Tang Weiyu was the first to speak, “What do you think of this method?”

Madam Tang lay on the bed again, looking at the ceiling with a blank look in her eyes. “Even if it’s as the Marquis said, I can save my life with the help of the Nine Bells, but if I don’t know you, how is it different from death?”

Tang Weiyu was silent for a moment, and then asked tentatively: “Then don’t use this method? Live well in the last period of time…”

“But if I think about it carefully, I have more and more wrinkles around my eyes, and my skin is becoming duller and duller. I have become a yellow-faced woman.” Mrs. Tang suddenly sighed and interrupted Tang Weiyu, “If I could save my life, or even return to my youth, it would be great.”

“Then, then still use it?”

Mrs. Tang tilted her head to look at him, her eyes smiling, “If I die, you won’t be able to live, so you’d better use it. At least it will give you a thought of living.”

Tang Weiyu’s eyes changed, and she was silent for a few seconds before she said:

“If you don’t remember anything, but suddenly a middle-aged man says that he is your husband, that would be really scary. I won’t let my disciples know about this. If everything goes well, you can live as you wish. I believe that the reason why the Marquis talked to us alone about this matter is also for this reason.”

What this means is that if everything goes well and Mrs. Tang really returns to her girlhood and doesn’t remember Tang Weiyu, then Tang Weiyu will not interfere too much in her life… Mrs. Tang can live the way she wants, and there is no need for her to continue to be Tang Weiyu’s wife without knowing anything.

After all, the two of them got married because of that experience and that relationship…and after Mrs. Tang lost her memory, the experience was gone, and the relationship was gone, so why force her to be married again?

When I was a teenager, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared and said, “I am your husband, please marry me.” This experience is enough to scare people to death.

Of course, this is the case when everything goes well. After all, this method of backtracking may be of no use at all. It is impossible to say at the moment, and it is also unknown to what extent it can be traced back… But it is naturally best to speak out in advance.

Madam Tang was silent for a few seconds, then nodded slightly, “Thank you… Go find the Marquis quickly, don’t keep him waiting for too long, after all, we need help.”

Tang Weiyu nodded, turned and left. After opening the door, he couldn’t help but look back at Mrs. Tang again… This might be the last time he saw Mrs. Tang.

Logically speaking, they should at least be together for a while, but they are an old couple, and a couple from the martial arts world, so they don’t have to be as pretentious as ordinary couples… But when Tang Weiyu looked away, she couldn’t help wiping the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.

After dismissing the surrounding Emei disciples, Tang Weiyu approached Zhao Wumian, lifted the hem of his robe, and knelt on both knees.

“Have you decided?” Zhao Wumian sat on a chair, holding a glass of wine. “Please, Lord Marquis, save my wife once. If this is successful, I will repay your kindness in this life, without the need for an afterlife.”

Zhao Wumian drank the wine in the glass and said, “Let’s go.”

On the other side, Zi Yi found Mu Lier, and the two came to the guest room of Emei Sect. They entered the room and there was no one around.

Zi Yi didn’t hide anything and said directly: “I came here for the Xiayun Gu. If I can solve it now, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?”

Upon hearing this, Mu Lier looked a little hesitant. She rarely quarreled with Zi Yi, but said, “Of course I also want to refine the Xiayun Gu, but if the price is my life, he will definitely not allow it.”

It’s not that Mu Lier is afraid of death, but considering the relationship between her and Zhao Wumian, if she really wants to risk her own life to make a Gu, that’s something only a fool would do… Dying for the other person is something that only a child would fantasize about. After all, Zhao Wumian is not in desperate situation at the moment. As a result, Mu Lier turned around and killed herself by making the Gu. Zhao Wumian would probably regret it for the rest of his life.

Zi Yi’s eyes twitched, “When did you two become so close?”

“It’s definitely better than you and him.”

“Okay, okay, I’m not here to quarrel with you…” Zi Yi stretched out her hand, and the little white snake crawled to the back of her hand, swaying left and right towards Mu Li’er.
“Cai Cai can absorb any poison, so she can naturally condense the poison. I know Jiuli’s method of refining Gu. When condensing the Gu, the whole body is in great pain, as if being skinned alive. After the Gu is formed, ordinary people cannot bear the poison and will die naturally. But before being poisoned to death by your Xiayun Gu, Cai Cai will make sure to suck the Xiayun Gu out of your body.”

The little white snake nodded its head, “I’m awesome~”

Mu Lier was stunned. “So I don’t have to die, and I can still refine the Xiayun Gu, but I will suffer from severe pain?”

Zi Yi nodded slightly, “That’s right.”

Mu Lier was a little moved, but then she remembered something and said in a chilling tone, “Xiayun Gu, Xiayun Gu, Gu means insects… If you use Xiayun Gu to refine Gu in my body, won’t I end up with insects growing in my body?”

Zi Yi rolled her eyes. “No matter what kind of Gu it is, the real useful thing is the poison of the Gu worm… Jiuli’s method of refining Gu, to put it bluntly, is to treat people as Gu. So strictly speaking, after the Xiayun Gu is completed, you are the Gu worm, where does the worm come from…”

“That’s good… Well, come on then.” Mu Lier took out two porcelain bottles from her sleeves and handed them to Zi Yi, “Check them out, don’t let Tang Xingwen trick you.”

Zi Yi took the porcelain bottle and saw that Mu Lier had taken off her shoes and was lying on the couch. She was then rummaging through handkerchiefs, quilts, pillows and other things, probably looking for something suitable for her to bite.

Zi Yi was silent for a few seconds, “Using humans to refine Gu, life is worse than death… You, you don’t hesitate?”

“No one in the martial arts world is afraid of pain. As long as there are no worms in my body, it’s fine.” After saying that, Mu Lier still chose the handkerchief, folded it, and then looked at Zi Yi, “But don’t tell him about this. I can get through this pain by gritting my teeth.”

Zi Yi took a deep breath, her tone a little complicated, “I underestimated you before. I didn’t expect you to be willing to do this for your disciple.”

It would be a lie to say that Mu Lier was not afraid. No matter how high her martial arts skills were, they only increased her tolerance for pain, not numbness to the point of not feeling pain… And treating people as Gu was easy to say, so who wouldn’t be afraid? What if Zi Yi failed? What if Mu Lier really died?
For the disciple? Is it really for the disciple?

Mu Lier couldn’t explain it clearly, but she always remembered in her heart how good Zhao Wumian had been to her during this period.

Even if the poison was removed, he was unwilling to use this as an excuse to possess her. Faced with the Xiayun Gu that could save his life, he was unwilling to refine it.

Mu Lier thought a lot. If Zhao Wumian had had even a hint of the idea of ​​taking advantage of the detoxification to make things a fait accompli with her, she would not be so decisive at this moment.

If that were the case, Mu Lier might have accepted her fate and become Zhao Wumian’s woman, but she wouldn’t really like him. She was so decisive at this moment, in fact, she liked him…

Mu Lier was stunned. It was the first time that she frankly admitted her thoughts in her heart.

“This thing is fine, just take it… Mu Lier, Mu Lier!” Zi Yi called her a few times, “What are you daydreaming about?”

Mu Lier came back to her senses and smiled at Zi Yi, “Speaking of which, I have to thank you. If you hadn’t used that poison at the beginning, I wouldn’t have taken the first step… As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. If it weren’t for you, even if I was willing to refine the Xiayun Gu at this moment, it would only be purely for my apprentice…”

“What are you talking about?” Zi Yi was confused when she heard it, but she vaguely felt that she should change her clothes… into green ones.

“Take the medicine… Remember not to tell him.”

“I know, I know.”

Mu Lier swallowed the pill, then opened her red lips and bit the handkerchief. After a few seconds, she suddenly clenched her hands tightly, and five holes were instantly pinched in the bed sheet.

Even though she was wearing purple clothes, she couldn’t bear to look away.

Using humans to refine Gu is inhumane after all, but since it is refined to save lives, Mu Lier is willing to do it.

In the middle of the night, the drizzle gradually stopped and Shu welcomed a rare rainless day.

On a bright moonlit night, short pine trees.

The evening breeze blows gently, and the bamboo forest sways gently, with a hint of gracefulness in the desolateness.

Tang Weiyu sat on a big rock in the bamboo forest, looking at the bright moon in the sky, with more than a dozen jars of wine beside her.

Zhao Wumian was in the room, as were the Queen Mother and Luo Xiangzhu.

According to Zhao Wumian, mobilizing the Nine Bells consumes a lot of energy, and it is the first time for him to use the backtracking method on someone. Regardless of whether it will work or not, he himself will probably be sucked dry by the red silk of Naraku, because the Queen Mother and Luo Xiangzhu are mainly taking care of him.

Tang Weiyu didn’t dare to go into the house and could only wait outside. He had no idea how many jars of wine he had drunk and was feeling restless.

Suddenly, there was a “click” sound behind her, and the door was pushed open. Tang Weiyu turned around quickly, only to see the Queen Mother supporting Zhao Wumian out of the room.

Zhao Wumian’s face was as pale as gold paper, as if his life was hanging by a thread. If it weren’t for the Empress Dowager supporting him, he would have collapsed to the ground on the spot.

“Marquis, Marquis.” Tang Weiyu flew over, his face changed slightly.

“Don’t be polite. I don’t even have the energy to speak right now, but…” Zhao Wumian waved his hand slightly, revealing a faint smile, “Let’s just call it a success. Now I have a basic understanding of Naraku Hongsi’s method of tracing back. By the way, I have to thank you…”

“You don’t have the energy to talk so much.” The Queen Mother put Zhao Wumian’s arm on her shoulder and helped him walk out. “What do you want to eat?”

“It consumes too much. I want to eat everything now…”

“Oh? Does this mean you want to eat Nan’er? The Marquis is really lustful~ Do you want to defile the harem?”

“…It means that I will eat whatever the Queen Mother cooks.”

“I didn’t say I would cook for you… But since what you said is to my liking, it’s not a bad idea to cook for you tonight.”

Tang Weiyu withdrew her gaze from the two of them, stood in front of the door, raised her hand, put it down, raised her hand, put it down, and did not dare to go into the house, hesitating.

There were sounds of conversation in the house.

“Eh? So you are a mute. You have such a beautiful face, why is God so unfair to you?” A familiar yet unfamiliar young voice came from inside the house.

Tang Weiyu was slightly stunned and silent for a few seconds. She turned to the window and looked inside a little awkwardly.

Directly opposite the window was a dressing table. A young girl dressed in Mrs. Tang’s clothes was sitting in front of the dressing table. Tang Weiyu could see her profile.

The girl looked at herself in the mirror, fiddling with the rouge and powder on the table with her small hands, with an expression of disbelief and surprise on her face.

“Wow – this, this is the rouge from Anchan Pavilion!? I’ve always wanted it, but it’s so expensive. Such a small box costs a hundred taels of silver… that profiteer!”

Luo Xiangzhu stood behind the girl, loosened her married hair, and combed her hairstyle into that of an unmarried woman. Hearing this, she just smiled softly.

“And this, this perfume powder is actually from Hongzhifang! The perfume powder produced by Hongzhifang is the best in Shu!”

The girl looked surprised, and then she noticed someone was looking at her from the window. She tilted her head to look in Tang Weiyu’s direction, her youthful and lively face was stunned for a moment, “Who is this?”

Tang Weiyu opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Luo Xiangzhu combed the girl’s hair, then took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and placed it on the table. He then pushed the door open and came to Tang Weiyu, leaned over and bowed slightly, then turned and left, following Zhao Wumian and the Queen Mother.

Only Tang Weiyu and the girl were left looking at each other through the window.

The girl’s eyes could not be faked, she indeed did not recognize Tang Weiyu.

Mrs. Tang was 20 years old when she met Tang Weiyu, but now she is obviously only 28 years old.

Tang Weiyu’s throat was slightly hoarse as she said, “I am the current head of Emei. You were injured and unconscious for nearly twenty years, and you just woke up tonight.”

This was the reason Tang Weiyu had thought of from the beginning, and he was prepared to tell several lies to deceive the girl.

But the girl didn’t ask any more questions. She looked back at herself in the mirror and touched her face. “Twenty years have passed, and I haven’t gotten any older…”

Tang Weiyu was just about to say that the previous Emei Sect Master had used many rare elixirs, when she heard the girl answering on her own, “It must be that I was born beautiful and my face remains young forever.”

Tang Weiyu paused, then burst out laughing. Yes, his wife was like this when she was young.

“Are you feeling any discomfort?”

“I’m fine, nothing wrong.” The girl said excitedly, “But in the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed. Tsk, tsk, tsk, can the master take me to visit Mount Emei?”

Tang Weiyu nodded and waited outside the door. Then she saw the girl stand up from the dressing table and pick up the note that Luo Xiangzhu had placed on the cabinet.

It says ‘Nightstand.’

The girl walked over and saw an old book on it with no words on the cover.

The girl showed some doubt in her eyes. She picked up the book and then walked out of the house. She looked at Tang Weiyu and pointed at the book in her hand, “Is this what the master left for me?”

Tang Weiyu shook her head, “I don’t know… I haven’t seen it either.”

He certainly hadn’t seen it.

“Oh.” The girl held the book and walked towards the bamboo forest in front of the wooden house.

A swing was built next to the bamboo forest.

She sat down and opened the book in the moonlight. She was more curious about this book than about Emei Mountain twenty years later.

Tang Weiyu stood beside her, a dazed look in his eyes… This swing was built by him himself after they got married.

The girl hadn’t sat down for a long time.

“My husband likes to eat boiled cabbage the most.”

The girl’s voice came with the evening breeze, bringing Tang Weiyu back to her senses.

Looking down, the girl stepped on the ground with both feet. With a little force, the swing began to swing back and forth with her. She flipped through the book carefully, “Master, this thing seems to be a recipe… huh? It doesn’t seem to be. It should be an essay about daily life… Who wrote it?”

Tang Weiyu remained silent.

The girl flipped through the book, muttering, “After we got married, he took me to the capital. The imperial city is so luxurious! I wonder what it feels like to live there.”

“Tomorrow, my husband is going to challenge Yangshe Congyun! I have to cook a delicious meal tonight!”

“My husband was defeated and returned to Emei Mountain. He locked himself in his room and refused to see anyone. Is there anything I can do?”

“We got married today, and it has been three years. I made boiled cabbage, which he likes, but he didn’t come home. I will never cook for him again next time.”

“I’m pregnant, and he named the baby Tang Xiaobai before it was born… What a ridiculous name!”

“I’m already deeply poisoned and I’m dying. Every time my husband comes home, he makes medicine for me and cries as he does so. Alas, there’s really nothing I can do about him. How can I die peacefully?”

“I asked him if he would remarry after I died. He said nothing. Well, it seems I married a mute.”

Snapped–

The girl closed the book and turned to look at Tang Weiyu, “Master, do you know who wrote this book?”

Tang Weiyu remained silent.

The girl looked at Tang Weiyu’s face, then slowly withdrew her gaze and continued swinging on the swing, saying with a smile: “It seems that I really married a mute.”

Tang Weiyu stood there in a daze.

The girl looked at the bamboo forest in front of her as the swing swayed gently back and forth, making a creaking sound.

She said: “I am not so ignorant of my own handwriting.”

Tang Weiyu remained silent, but this time, she couldn’t hold back her tears.

Even if we meet, I won’t recognize you, with dust all over my face and hair like frost. Last night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a dream, and I was dressing up in the window.

There is nothing to say about each other, but a thousand lines of tears.

Expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short Matsuoka.

(End of this chapter)