After arriving at the temple fair, Lu Lian immediately returned to her true nature and let herself go. She wore all the unique decorations of the temple fair in her hands and on her face.
Ling Qingzhu also had an innocent smile on her face, enjoying the fun of the temple fair, and she was running around with Lu Lian pulling Ke Yimeng.
However, Ke Yimeng looked absent-minded, and even with a smile on his face, it didn't look festive.
Seeing this, Ling Qingzhu and Lulian dragged Ke Yimeng to a food stall next to the temple fair street. Ling Qingzhu suddenly picked up a bunch of snacks on the stall and stuffed it into Ke Yimeng's mouth, and said with a smile: "How is it?"
Perhaps because of the atmosphere of the temple fair, or the emotions between Ling Qingzhu and Lu Lian, Ke Yimeng's mood became much brighter, and he said with a smile: "Without Qingzhu, your cooking is delicious."
"Of course, my cooking skills are considered to be magical skills that can be used to become gods in the God Realm." No one would believe me anyway, so Ling Qingzhu was not modest and boasted vigorously.
Since the three of them had passed through the disguise before coming out, the uncle of the food stall did not recognize Ling Qingzhu and Ke Yimeng. He was not upset after hearing what Ke Yimeng said. Instead, he laughed and said: "There are three such beautiful people."
If the girl comes to visit, the business of my stall will definitely be good, so feel free to take whatever you want to eat, just treat it like an uncle and I'm treating you."
"Thank you, uncle. You're welcome then."
Ling Qingzhu also grabbed a bunch of snacks and took a bite, saying, "It's so delicious. It's different to eat something that doesn't cost anything!"
"Pfft!"
When Ke Yimeng saw Ling Qingzhu deliberately being funny, he couldn't help but smile.
Of course, Ling Qingzhu was really happy visiting the temple fair. For her, the last time she visited the temple fair was already a long time ago.
It was still on the earth before she traveled through the world. The temple fair gave Ling Qingzhu the carrier of the divine sword Tianque and the martial arts seal of heaven and earth, but it also became her last memory on earth.
Ling Qingzhu, Ke Yimeng, and Lu Lian were like ordinary mortal women. For various reasons, they played at the temple fair very late before slowly walking back to Wu Mansion.
Ordinary life is a blessing. This is a realization that can only be realized by those who have truly embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation for a long time.
Because once you embark on the path of spiritual cultivation, you will be contaminated by a lot of causes and effects, which means you will be completely separated from ordinary life and will never be able to look back.
Mortals yearn to be like omnipotent immortals who can travel high and high, but immortals don't envy mortals who can indulge in seven emotions and six desires in the world of mortals?
However, the time of happiness is always so short, and you still have to face the cruel reality when you look back.
After Ling Qingzhu and the others walked back to Tianyun Wu Mansion, they met an unexpected person in front of the Wu Mansion, Ke Xueyan, a sister who looked very similar to Ke Yimeng.
Ke Xueyan said with a complex expression: "Yimeng!"
The last time they met, Ke Xueyan and her guards besieged the main palace of Huangxin City in order to kill Ke Yimeng. Neither of them expected that they would meet again under such circumstances.
"Your wedding is coming soon, congratulations."
Ke Yimeng's expression was dull. She was forced to leave her home and could not return. However, the enemy who forced her was her own relative.
It is impossible to say that Ke Yimeng has no resentment towards the Ke family in her heart, but she has never thought about how to take revenge on the Ke family.
Ke Xueyan looked at Ling Qingzhu on the side. She thought about the purpose of her coming here today, and she couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Seeing this, Ling Qingzhu did not disturb the two sisters' reminiscence, and pulled Lu Lian into the gate of Wu Mansion.
In terms of strength, Ke Yimeng is now much stronger than Ke Xueyan, and Ke Xueyan would never dare to attack Ke Yimeng, because she knew that even if she could kill Ke Yimeng, the Ke family would be destroyed by Ling Qingzhu.
But before leaving, Ling Qingzhu still said to Ke Yimeng: "Yimeng, you have lost your family, father and sister, but you still have me, Lu Lian and Ling Xue. Wherever we are, you can rely on us."
A home that I can return to."
"Qingzhu, Miss..." Lulian was still a little worried about Ke Yimeng being alone with Ke Xueyan.
Ling Qingzhu comforted her: "It's okay for Yimeng. With Yimeng's current strength, no one can hurt her when she is free."
"Yeah." Lu Lian nodded.
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"Xiaoxue, you are out of seclusion!"
When Ling Qingzhu returned to the small courtyard where she lived in Wu Mansion, she immediately saw Ling Xue who was already busy in the courtyard.
What surprised Ling Qingzhu was that Ling Xue was actually cooking, which made her feel a little twitchy. She thought that Ling Xue was the master who could cook barbecue in the black desert until it was burnt on the outside and raw on the inside.
Fortunately, monks have the convenient method of spiritual consciousness. They can basically know the heat of the ingredients at a glance, so there is no need to worry about that situation happening again.
"Well, the formation you arranged is indeed very exquisite, but unfortunately I still have a little trouble trying to break through." Ling Xue said with regret.
However, as soon as she opened her mouth, Ling Qingzhu raised her eyebrows subconsciously. With her insight and understanding of Ling Xue, she immediately noticed something unusual about Ling Xue.
Ling Xue may be able to see into people's hearts with the help of the Heartstrings and Demonic Eyes, but with her experience and scheming, she still can't hide her thoughts in front of Ling Qingzhu.
"Seeing that you are in the mood to cook, I'll go get two bottles of wine to serve." Ling Qingzhu didn't give any clues, wanting to wait and see what Ling Xue wanted to do.
"You don't have to go to so much trouble. Even if you have already drank the wine once and have adapted to it, and you won't pour it down again, I'm afraid you won't be able to drink much. I have specially asked Senior Luo for some Drunken Immortal Wine." Ling Xue stopped him and said.
"Okay, then it's up to you. If others knew that you, the majestic daughter of the emperor, cooked for me, I'm afraid many people would be envious and jealous!" Ling Qingzhu still kept everything normal on the surface, saying that she didn't mean anything.
Lung said.
A quarter of an hour later, Ling Xue brought two plates of side dishes to the table, sat opposite Ling Qingzhu and took out two pots of Drunken Immortal Wine.
There were just two of them, Ling Qingzhu, so they didn't have to pay much attention to it. They should eat, drink, talk and laugh when they should.
But not long after, Ling Qingzhu leaned down on the table, and her breathing gradually became even and gentle.
However, Ling Qingzhu's consciousness was still clear. She realized something was wrong when she took her first sip of Drunk Immortal Wine, and instantly realized that the wine had been laced with a drowsy drug.
Ling Qingzhu didn't know Ling Xue's purpose, but Ling Xue knew that she would never be able to defeat Ling Qingzhu just by drinking. She could only rely on mutual trust to carry out this move.
Soon, Ling Qingzhu felt that there was an extra person in the room, and her body was also hugged. At the same time, Ling Xue's voice sounded in her ears, saying: "Thank you, Senior Yi!"
"You're welcome. Miss Ling is deeply affectionate and transcends life and death. I admire her. Besides, Miss Ling can rest assured that this girl will not wake up until ten days and a half."