nashuaworldcup Chapter 210 Explanation 1: Long Aotian
Chapter 210 Explanation 1: Long Aotian
"Let's ignore them. Are you planning to continue your training?" Wang Chen tentatively took her hand. Shen Hanyan looked at him; this was the first time he had taken the initiative.
Thinking about how she had been by his side all these years, and how Wang Chen was like this now, she suddenly felt a little wronged. Her nose stung, and tears welled up in her eyes. She quickly lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "Go back."
Wang Chen noticed something was wrong with her voice and was startled. "What's wrong?"
Shen Hanyan could have held back her tears, but when he asked, she almost couldn't hold them back. Her nose stung even more, and she threw herself into Wang Chen's arms, biting her lip and crying silently.
Wang Chen froze abruptly, quickly realizing that a large patch of her clothes was wet. She cried silently, her body trembling slightly.
"Don't cry, I'm sorry for making things difficult for you." He gently patted her back, his voice low above her head, "It won't happen again. I promise you."
After venting her emotions, Shen Hanyan stopped crying. She blinked her sore eyes and saw a handkerchief in front of her. Wang Chen wiped away her tears and gently stroked her slightly swollen eyes with his spiritual energy. After a series of soothing warmth, the swelling in her eyes subsided, leaving only a few red marks.
"You have to keep your word." Her voice was a little hoarse, and feeling embarrassed, Shen Hanyan turned away with her head down.
“I swear on my Dao heart.” Wang Chen grabbed her. “I’m sorry, all these years… thank you for always being there.”
Shen Hanyan looked at him for a while, "You don't want to make things difficult for me, but I don't want to make things difficult for you either."
"Wang Chen, I want you to treat me with sincerity."
"Otherwise, don't force yourself." Her gentle voice rang out softly.
"It's not forced!" Wang Chen held her hand tightly, looking into her eyes, his figure reflected in her clear eyes.
"I..." His heart pounded, his face flushed, and he stammered for a long time, "...I, I...I love you!"
He was nervous. Hearing him finally admit it, Shen Hanyan was stunned for a long time. She never expected that he would say those words first. She never spoke directly, but she always put her words into practice.
"I have long admired you and waited for you for so long."
Feeling both happy and bittersweet, she finished speaking, put her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and gently kissed the corner of his lips.
Wang Chen reached out and hugged her waist.
The moon-white and light purple robes overlapped, a gentle breeze passed by, and wildflowers swayed at their feet.
"Wang Chen, do you know what this place is called?" On the boulder, Shen Hanyan leaned against Wang Chen and pointed to the beautiful valley in front of her.
"What's it called?" Wang Chen glanced at the green carpet that looked like a floral pattern. In the distance, there was a patch of pink and white flowering trees, a beautiful place.
"It's called Moon Valley. The entire valley is shaped like a crescent moon. If you cross the mountain on the right, you'll reach Rock Valley. I originally planned to go into seclusion in Rock Valley Cave and wouldn't leave until I broke through to the Nascent Soul stage."
"Oh? You were going into seclusion for so long? Luckily I came to find you." Breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage takes at least ten years, and she actually planned to disappear for so many years. Wang Chen secretly patted his heart, thank goodness!
If he had waited any longer, his wife would have been gone. Who knew if Shen Hanyan would still want him more than ten years later?
"Hanyan, let's go back to the sect as soon as possible. It's not good to drag the engagement out for too long."
"Okay." Shen Hanyan smiled faintly, her voice leisurely: "Brother Chen, I want you to carry me."
"……it is good."
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Leng Huan was unaware that Wang Chen had survived a near-death experience and was now considering having a second child.
She was too young to tell Yun Du or Madam Leng immediately. Usually, it was only revealed after three months. Elder Lingyi wouldn't say anything, and only the maids around her knew.
She had subconsciously stopped taking Yun Du out to play; the three-year-old was too sturdy and difficult to hold.
"Mommy, let's play catch the chicks!"
"...You play with Daddy, Mommy will watch you play."
"..." Fu Xun didn't want to play this game either, so he went over and took Yun Du's hand, "Daddy will take you to play in the street..."
Yun Du was delighted: "Okay, let's go out and play."
"Would you like to go for a walk, my wife?" Fu Xun asked casually, noticing that she had been a bit lazy lately. "The weather has been lovely lately."
Leng Huan stretched, "Ah, you guys go ahead, I..."
Qiuyue suddenly remembered something: "Oh, right, Miss, yesterday the Spring Flower Festival was held on Flower Goddess Street in the city. All kinds of flowers were in full bloom, and it was very lively. It will last for five days. Today everyone is competing in flower appreciation. You can go and visit."
The Spring Flower Festival is a celebration held once every ten years in North County. Various prominent families, and even ordinary florists, can showcase their skills at the exhibition.
There are ordinary flowers that are more beautiful than spiritual flowers, such as peonies, herbaceous peonies, chrysanthemums, and so on. Many top-quality flowers cannot even compare to spiritual flowers, they just lack spiritual energy.
Leng Huan was stunned for a moment. In her memory, Leng Huanxue had held a flower competition when she was a teenager. It was at this flower competition that she met Wen Ziqi.
At this time, Huashen Street was already crowded with people, and the Leng family rarely participated in such activities in order to keep a low profile.
The place was filled with all kinds of flowers, and Leng Huan had a good look at them. They were beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
Every household in Beijun loves to grow flowers, and the streets are decorated like a world of flowers. Yun Du exclaimed in amazement all the way, and after looking at Leng Huan, he suddenly whispered to Fu Xun, "Daddy, I feel that Mommy is even prettier than the flowers."
Fu Xun whispered, "Yes, you're right."
After weaving through the crowd, we finally arrived at the Peony Terrace, where peonies of various qualities were displayed from high to low, with the peonies at the top being absolutely stunning.
Leng Huan suddenly saw a black jade peony, which was very special. Its petals were layered upon layered, like black silk reflecting light, and its stamens were tender yellow. It was not gorgeous but exquisite. At first glance, he thought it was a spiritual medicine.
"Hey—" Just as she was about to call Fu Xun to look, a voice suddenly interrupted her, "Huanxue? It really is you!"
Leng Huan turned his head upon hearing the voice and saw that it was Wen Ziqi. After many years, he had become a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, and his childish appearance had disappeared. He still looked presentable... but he had no sense of propriety.
A girl was with him. Leng Huan glanced at them but didn't say anything. She pulled Fu Xun and said, "Husband, there's a black jade peony ahead. Let's go take a look."
Earlier, Fu Xun and Yun Du turned to look at the person who called out her name. He raised an eyebrow in surprise, thought for a moment, and recognized the person as Wen Ziqi. He was a little unhappy that someone dared to call her by her name.
Leng Huan tried to pull him, but he didn't move. Instead, he held Yun Du in his arms and took her hand, asking, "My wife, who is this...?"
"..." Leng Huan glanced at him, then turned to look at Wen Ziqi and the other person who were still stunned. "This is the young master of the Wen family. Please take your time. We'll go ahead now."
Wen Ziqi seemed to finally realize something, "Wait, Miss, it's been a long time... Could this be the Long Aotian you mentioned back then?"
Leng Huan: "..."
"My sweetheart?" Fu Xun looked at her immediately, his eyes a little strange, and said lightly, "So it's Young Master Wen. We'll take our leave first." After saying that, he took Leng Huan's hand and carried Yun Du away.
Outsiders only know that Leng Huan and the chief disciple of the Misty Immortal Sect have merged their registrations, but they don't know the specific names of the parties involved. Whether Wen Ziqi truly misunderstood or was pretending not to know is not important.
The important thing is...
"My lady, could you please explain what my beloved Long Aotian means?"
After looking at the flowers and going home, and with the child asleep, Fu Xun finally asked.
He spent the whole afternoon calmly accompanying Yun Du to look at the flowers. Leng Huan thought he had forgotten about it after hearing it, since the words sounded like a joke.
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