There is a high ground in Baiyin Valley. Looking down from there, you can see half of the valley bottom. It is halfway up the mountain where the young master of the valley, Jiang Qingle, lives.
The jacaranda flowers bloomed extremely brilliantly, swaying in the wind, and the fallen flowers floated a short distance away, spreading out a fine floral carpet on the stone road, which was really beautiful.
Eating the local specialty cakes Shen Zhuangheng prepared for her, her eyes wandered around the beautiful scenery in all directions, and she was amazed.
"Good place, this is such a good place. If I hadn't joined the Mocha Sect, I would definitely come to Baiyin Valley to retire." Tong Yan swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth, thinking that he was not destined to such a holy place for retirement, and felt quite regretful. said.
"If you like it, you can come here more often in the future." Shen Zhuangheng smiled and offered her a cup of scented tea.
Most of the valley owners of Baiyin Valley are women. The current one is a woman, and the future successor Jiang Qingle is also a woman. They shoulder the heavy responsibility of leading the sect, so they will be very cautious when choosing their marriage partners. At least they must ensure that they do not They will abandon the sect because of their Taoist companions or use their position to seek personal gain, causing indelible trauma to the sect.
Therefore, every Taoist companion of the Valley Master is a wife.
Although there are not so many dogmas in the world of cultivation, it is always not pleasant for a man to marry into a wife. Does Shen Zhuangheng really not mind at all?
Thinking about this, she thought about their first few years.
"You suddenly wanted to get married, which really shocked me." The small world before was an ordinary mortal world. If they were still on Tianqing Mountain, at his age at that time, they would have already met each other and started a family.
Moreover, Su Mu's biological parents had been found at that time, and his sister was married, so his parents would definitely be anxious to help him look for candidates.
Shen Zhuangheng also seemed to think of his parents, whom he had only been with for a few months, and fell silent for a moment. He had once visited the small secret realm where he first came, but unfortunately he could not find the teleportation array that took the casual cultivators to them.
It's a great joy to get married, but don't keep talking about these sad things.
"I remember the last time you admitted your interest in Senior Sister Jiang, but you were in Gulang City a few years ago, so what have you done in the past few years to win the beauty back so quickly?" Tong Yan said in a teasing tone, winking. I was curious about his courage to take action and pursue his sweetheart.
Shen Zhuangheng's hand holding the cup shook and he blushed, "Don't talk nonsense, when have I ever been so frivolous?"
"Really not? Oh, I remembered. You refused to admit it at the time, and I was distracted by you for a moment." Tong Yan snorted coldly. At that time, she used her instinct of gossip and accurately guessed the spark of love between them. , but when he questioned Su Mu, he slyly bypassed him.
Shen Zhuangheng's retort sounded a little less confident. He also recalled the way he looked away from others when he was pressed by Tong Yan. Unexpectedly, she would actually use it to laugh at him many years later.
Tong Yan looked at him inscrutably and clicked his tongue a few times, then said in a disdainful tone: "It's not kind to hide this from my sister." His tone changed, and he looked miserable again, "That's right, the child is older. , has her own little secret, my sister is just an outsider, how can my brother talk to her."
Many years later, Shen Zhuangheng saw her acting side again: "...Don't give yourself extra drama, there is no appearance fee."
Hearing the familiar words, Tong Yan immediately burst into laughter. The feeling of getting along with Shen Zhuangheng gave him a sense of familiarity that no one could compare to.
The reason is that she brought him up from a young age, during which she taught him many modern vocabulary and concepts, so some jokes would always come up during chats, making her nostalgic and laughing.
A clear and elegant figure approached unhurriedly and took a seat.
The eyes of the two siblings lit up at the same time, and Shen Zhuangheng carefully poured the visitor a cup of hot tea.
Tong Yan's eyes lit up because she saw the cold goddess at close range. Her unabashed joy and surprise made her eyes sparkle.
"Senior Sister Jiang." Tong Yan spoke first with a smile.
Since Shen Zhuangheng came to Jiang Qingle, his eyebrows have softened a lot, and the corners of his smiling eyes have a touch of sentimentality. His eyes seem to only accommodate one person, and he has completely forgotten Tong Yan next to him.
Shen Zhuangheng spoke to Jiang Qingle with a gentle and familiar tone. Tong Yan swore she had never heard him sound so pretentious before, "Why are you here?"
Jiang Qingle smiled back at Tong Yan before answering Shen Zhuangheng's inquiry: "I just finished some chores and heard that a visitor from afar was coming, so I came over to meet him."
As the young master of the valley, Jiang Qingle lived a very fulfilling life every day. In the past, he had to deal with trivial matters of the sect and daily cultivation. Now that he is about to become a bride, he has to try on wedding clothes, participate in planning wedding banquets, etc.
If it weren't for Shen Zhuangheng, she might not have taken the time to come over to see Tong Yan.
Shen Zhuangheng's long eyelashes trembled, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the person and said softly: "When did you arrive? I didn't even notice you were approaching just now."
What he was thinking about was what Tong Yan said teasing him just now. He didn't know if she heard it. If she knew that he had been thinking about it for a long time, he would look a little unnatural on his face.
"Just now." Jiang Qingle glanced at him gently and asked calmly: "Is there something you say that I can't listen to?"
"Of course not." Shen Zhuangheng concealed his cough and denied with a slight twinkle in his eyes.
The two of them didn't say anything, but the atmosphere was inexplicably harmonious to the point of excluding others. Tong Yan was speechless as he lay on the table watching this scene.
Hey! Are they here to kill the dog?
The three of them sat on the rooftop for a long time, and they did not leave until dusk faded and dawn rose.
Shen Zhuangheng said that the two of them had not seen each other for many years and wanted to take Tong Yan to see the unique scenery of Baiyin Valley. As his future wife, Jiang Qingle naturally had no objection to this and even agreed very much. She was also very happy that she could not do it in person. I apologize for hosting sister Shen Zhuangheng.
Yuehua paved the way, and on the way back, Shen Zhuangheng and Jiang Qingle walked side by side, half a step apart, their flowing long-sleeved clothes tangled from time to time as they walked.
"Ale." Shen Zhuangheng's gentle voice came from the clear and cold night wind. "I'm afraid I won't have much time to spend with you these days."
Jiang Qingle's voice was flat and emotionless as she said, "It doesn't matter, you can just accompany me."
Shen Zhuangheng glanced at her secretly, "Aren't you angry?"
Jiang Qingle: "Why are you angry?"
"Most of the disciples in the valley think that I am involved with other people and am not a kind person." After Shen Zhuangheng finished speaking, he laughed at himself in a low voice, "That's right, our marriage is not due to mutual love, but due to various accidents. You Why are you so angry?"
Jiang Qingle frowned unconsciously, pinched the corners of her clothes with her fingertips, and after a moment of silence she said, "You don't need to worry about those gossips. I personally agree to marry you, and I can't fake it."
A year and a half ago, Jiang Qingle was poisoned by a strange poison. It was Shen Zhuangheng who used strange fire to save her. The poison was very strange and could not be eradicated easily. The remaining poison multiplied too fast and would relapse every three to five days, and any There are no detoxification pills, so Shen Zhuangheng's strange fire can only be used to temporarily suppress it.
Therefore, for the sake of Jiang Qingle's health, the owner of Baiyin Valley had no choice but to ask Shen Zhuangheng to stay and suppress the poison.
Toxins were all over her body. When Shen Zhuangheng used strange fire to help her suppress the poison, she couldn't avoid undressing to a certain extent and being alone for several hours.
After all, Jiang Qingle was a woman, and being alone with a man for a long time would inevitably harm her reputation, so the elder suggested that the two of them form a Taoist couple.
Shen Zhuangheng had already hidden his thoughts, otherwise he would not be working hard day after day to help people detoxify. When the Valley Master asked him, he readily agreed.
Shen Zhuangheng still remembered that it was raining heavily outside the house that day, and the raindrops were pounding on the steps. The rapid rhythm seemed to hit his heart, causing his heart rhythm to lose rhythm.
When asked by the Valley Master, Jiang Qingle suddenly raised her head and looked at him. Their eyes met, and neither of them immediately looked away.
The hall was silent for a long time, so long that he gradually tasted the feeling of loss and bitterness in his heart.
A concise word suddenly fell into his ears, causing him to suddenly raise his eyes and look at the person a few steps away.