Chapter 847
Under the eaves of the corridor, beside the low-legged tables, two figures sat on each side. One figure is tall and upright, and the other figure is slender and graceful, with beautiful appearance.
On the table were a pot of clear tea, several soft and sweet pastries, nuts and candied fruits.
Instead of sitting around, why not bake a pot of nectar milk tea and drink it. So next to the table was a small charcoal stove with a strong fire and a coarse porcelain pot. The tea with milk was roasted until it became slurpy, and the aroma of tea soon began to fill the surroundings.
The Immortal Lord is pure-hearted and has few desires, but the two Immortal attendants like fresh things and food.
Every time I come back from Xiaojing, I always bring back some popular things, and milk tea is not among them. But Dongchu Kitchen has almost all the ingredients needed for milk tea, which is just what you need right now.
Sang Yue went to the East Kitchen to get it by herself. Meng Ji and He Yu were not around at that time, so she didn't have to waste time explaining.
Simply sitting with him was too boring. It was a new arrival and the concept of stage had not yet been deeply rooted in her heart. Moreover, the Immortal Lord was always gentle to her. Except for putting some pressure on her at the edge of Tianxuan Cliff, they got along normally at other times.
There is respect, but not much fear.
She also brought the snacks from the East Kitchen. Xianzun said they were there and they were made by Meng Ji. Immortal Lord rarely tastes dim sum. Whether it is sent from Xiaojing or the masterpiece of his own immortal servant, he can at most help taste it and give comments.
Thinking that the fairy would like these soft and delicate pastries, I asked her to bring them. Meng Ji probably didn't expect that his house would be stolen in his own territory.
But it doesn't matter, he will get used to it if there are more of these days.
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In Sang Yue's opinion, on this icy cold winter day, a cup of warm and sweet milk tea is the most appropriate thing to do. After she finished packing, she raised her head and glanced at the courtyard view outside the eaves, and was instantly amazed.
It’s snowing again, and it’s worthy of being a fairy mountain that connects the snowy climate.
I have been here for a few days, and the so-called sunny days mean that the snow has stopped, and the sky has been gloomy. Fortunately, the rocks and trees in the courtyard are arranged in an orderly manner, and the velvet-like snowflakes are flying in abundance, gently covering everything like fine cotton wool.
The back courtyard of the main hall is also very spacious, with a wide view, where you can enjoy the beautiful scene of snow dancing in the sky and thousands of miles of silver makeup.
The snow-white color that enters your eyes represents the four seasons of Yuchen Palace, and there are no other distinct changes in color.
"You've been here for a few days, are you still used to it?" Immortal Lord looked forward and asked slowly.
"Get used to it," with his active consent, Sang Yue sat on the floor casually. Underneath me is a thickened straw mat. I don’t know what material it is made of, but it’s not cold at all. “I’ve always taken things easy, Lord, there’s no need to worry.”
It is indeed a thing of the immortal family. She and her two colleagues have such mats in their palaces.
"You are not a slave, you should call me Your Majesty."
Your Majesty is the honorific title given to him by outsiders, and only the waiters who recognize him as Lord call him Lord. But Meng Ji and He Yu have recognized their master, and her imitating others can easily misunderstand them.
It didn't really matter what outsiders thought. It was the thought of her not recognizing her master that made his palms itch. It makes sense for the outside world to call him the Demon Lord. Demons admire and respect strength, and all arrogant sentient beings will surrender to his power.
"I'm convinced," she didn't expect him to reveal his inner thoughts in front of her, so Sang Yue quickly agreed, "I also admire Qiang very much, so I came back with you."
"Then what are you waiting for?" Immortal Master said nonchalantly, with a smile on his lips, "Recognize your master."
"No," he immediately put away his submissive smile and said seriously, "these two things, what I want in my life is freedom, and they do not conflict with my admiration for the strong."
It's okay to flatter someone, but the bottom line cannot be compromised. She has never thought about the time when she was driven and controlled by others and was a human being. The Immortal Lord seemed to know her thoughts and remained silent. After a while, he casually asked:
"Where's your pendant?"
"Crushed." Sang Yue said bluntly.
"Why?" The Immortal Lord frowned and looked at her with clear and cold eyes, "The soul bond with her is not your most beloved thing?"
"Can't talk about a beloved one," Sang Yue was a little embarrassed when he asked her, holding a cup of fresh and hot milk tea in both hands, trying to keep her tone steady, "an old friend whom I once had a crush on, he later died unexpectedly. , just as a thought..."
It's been two hundred years, but it's artificial to still be persistent. After all, she's not the kind of person who has long-lasting love.
"Have a good feeling in your heart?" It was rare to hear an immortal mention such a topic, and the immortal was slightly interested. "Is it an old friend, or is it a relationship between a man and a woman?"
"They are all there," Sang Yue couldn't tell the difference herself. "People in this world only have a little bit of food and sex. If they had obtained it at that time, maybe these two pomegranate pendants would not be able to follow me today; but this is not impossible. If you get it, you will always be restless if you don’t get it.”
There is no unreasonable kindness in the world. It is natural that the kindness of support in the past can be returned to her today. Otherwise, why would he, a majestic immortal from the Immortal Realm, be so kind to a little immortal like her?
If he hadn't helped her, she would have disappeared into thin air in the whirlpool.
Although this is purely conjecture, it may not be the truth. She recalled that when she tried to deduce Feng Yeheng's whereabouts, she was almost blinded by the bright light. At that time, I felt that his origin was unusual, and I would see him again sooner or later if we were destined.
But it was just speculation after all, and I never had the guts to ask him for confirmation.
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If he was willing to tell the truth, he would naturally confess to her; since he didn't say that, it meant that either she guessed wrong, or he had no intention of looking back on the past. As there is a saying in the world, the master leads you in, and cultivation depends on the individual.
The past relationship has been repaid, and where to go in the future depends on her own efforts to change.
Of course, it is not convenient to say these words here. The boss asked her to sit with him, either because he wanted to find someone to talk to, or because he wanted to listen to a stranger's voice to relieve his boredom.
Xianzun is obviously the latter, and her voice is fine. If she speaks normally, it should be pretty good, right?
"So you have no nostalgia for the past?" Immortal Lord said quietly.
"Ang, no nostalgia." Sang Yue nodded honestly, "In terms of ability, appearance and character, the Immortal Lord in the Immortal Realm is more outstanding. Besides, I have been moving forward, and everything in the past has naturally become insignificant."< br>
She will meet more exciting people or things in the future. How can she hold back for the sake of an old person?
If the immortal in front of her is really the old person, she must let him know that the old person does have some weight in her heart and is a beautiful scenery in her life.
That's all, there is no need to pay more for her care.
"Oh?"
The Immortal Lord paused for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand, opened his palm and summoned a ball of spiritual light. Sang Yue was puzzled, but still curiously moved closer to take a look. It turned out to be some flowers, trees, and a variety of crops...
Frowning, it seemed familiar.
"Your space was cut into pieces by the strong wind in the sky. I saw that these spiritual plants grew very well. It would be a pity to be crushed, so I kept them. I wanted to wait for you to adapt to the environment of the fairyland before returning them to you. You, it seems that I underestimated you now.
Since you are determined to bid farewell to your past life, their existence will harm your Taoist heart..."
"If the Taoist heart is firm, then all things will be invincible." Sang Yue quickly knelt down in an upright posture, holding her hands together and stretching them upward, "Xiao Xian knelt down to thank Your Majesty for your blessing, and asked Your Majesty to give it back."
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