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"Madam, it's been a while."

Chen Changsheng didn't care about the gazes of the people around him. He boarded the carriage generously and greeted the plump and beautiful Wang Jiayun.

Who would want to ride a horse and be exposed to the wind and sun when they could sit in a stable carriage?

"Although the young master is already a martial artist, he still maintains the elegance of a scholar. Such cultivation is truly rare."

Wang Jiayun was still wearing that light purple dress. Her figure was full and graceful, and her demeanor was captivating. Every glance and smile exuded charm.

One wondered what kind of good fortune the City Lord had accumulated in his previous lives to be able to marry such a beauty.

There was a faint fragrance in the carriage, and the table was filled with fresh fruits and pastries. It was more like a small private room than a carriage.

"Now that everyone is here, let's set off..."

As soon as Wang Jiayun finished speaking.

A delicate young girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, rushed out of the City Lord's mansion, holding up her exquisite long skirt: "Mother, wait for me! I want to go too."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiayun's face immediately turned stern, and she frowned, saying: "Ping'er, don't be naughty. I'm going to the Taoist temple to seek a marriage for you. Your father said you can't go, otherwise it will affect your luck!"

"How can a marriage not require the person themselves to go? Father must be lying to you. I also want to go out of the city to play and visit the Taoist temple."

Shangguan Ping puffed out her cheeks and ran in small steps to the front of the carriage, wanting to get on, but was stopped by Uncle Chai.

"Nonsense, why would your father lie to me? His words naturally have his reasons. What do you children know?" Wang Jiayun said sternly.

"I don't care. I want to go anyway. Uncle Chai, don't stop me. Drive away quickly, lest my father finds out."

Shangguan Ping pushed away Uncle Chai's arm, lifted the curtain, and got into the carriage.

As soon as she came in, she saw Chen Changsheng, whose appearance was handsome and natural, and whose temperament was extraordinary. She couldn't help but open her small mouth slightly, her eyes shocked as she looked back and forth between Chen Changsheng and her mother.

Could it be that her mother didn't want her to get on the carriage because...

Hiss!

Shangguan Ping couldn't imagine that her usually conservative mother had secretly kept such a handsome gigolo without her knowing!

If this were to be known by her father, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"My name is Chen Changsheng. Greetings, Miss Shangguan."

From the conversation between the mother and daughter, one could know that this girl was the daughter of the City Lord's wife, Shangguan Ping!

Wang Jiayun obviously saw that her daughter was thinking wildly and immediately explained: "This is Young Master Chen from the Tianmu Martial Arts School. Ping'er, don't think wildly, lest your father misunderstand."

Tsk, this sounded a bit off.

It was clearly a serious explanation, but why did it sound more like an attempt to cover up?

"Understood! I understand. Mother, don't worry, Ping'er won't talk nonsense everywhere!"

Shangguan Ping nodded solemnly, then hurriedly said to Uncle Chai outside the curtain: "Uncle Chai, hurry! Let's go quickly, lest my father finds out!"

Chen Changsheng: "..."

Wang Jiayun: "..."

Well, it seemed there was no need to explain. She wouldn't believe it anyway.

The daughter's madness and wild thoughts made Wang Jiayun feel exhausted.

"Since you want to go, then go. But you must not be naughty when you are outside. People outside the city will not accommodate you, and there are no city soldiers to protect you."

The identity of a young lady from the small Tianmu City would not be valued by the people of the martial world at all. If you dare to offend me, I will directly kill you, regardless of which city's young lady you are.

Shangguan Ping nodded obediently, grabbed a pastry from the table, and chewed it slowly, secretly sizing up Chen Changsheng with the corner of her eye.

The temperament of a cultivator is different from that of ordinary people.

Although Chen Changsheng had just entered the first level of Qi Refining, his cultivation temperament had gradually begun to appear. True Qi would automatically transform every inch of his body.

The impurities in his body would slowly be discharged over time.

Therefore, his skin looked as smooth as jade. As the saying goes, one white covers a hundred flaws. His already handsome appearance had now become even more delicate and refined.

Shangguan Ping's pretty face was slightly red, and she secretly sighed that her mother had a good eye.

It was just that she felt a little sorry for her biological father.

Should she report it? Her mother would suffer. If she didn't report it, she was afraid that her mother would mess around.

What a dilemma!

"Is Madam going to the Taoist temple to seek a marriage for your daughter on this trip?"

Seeing the silence in the carriage, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but break the silence. He had been brought over by the curator and set off directly, and he didn't even know the destination of this trip.

Wang Jiayun nodded with a smile: "Yes, Ping'er is sixteen years old this year, and my husband asked me to go to Lingshan Temple to seek a marriage for Ping'er."

And she chose the most handsome one out of the twenty!

Wang Jiayun said angrily: "Because I only know Chen Gongzi in the martial arts hall. I thought I could find someone to chat with during the leisure of the journey, that's all."

"Is that so?"

Shangguan Ping looked suspicious, then grabbed a pastry from the table and enjoyed it.

No one knew what she was thinking, whether she believed it or not.

The carriage drove out of Tianmu City and sped along the official road in the forest. Martial artists escorted it back and forth on horseback. The team was powerful and mighty, and the pedestrians on the road gave way one after another.

Lingshan Temple was not too far from Tianmu City. The carriage arrived in more than an hour.

There were no accidents on the road, and it was smooth all the way. It seemed that this mission was an easy task, and one could safely visit the temple and enjoy the scenery.

The moment they saw Lingshan Temple, everyone's tense nerves relaxed.

Wang Jiayun took her daughter into the temple to burn incense, while Chen Changsheng and others waited at the door.

Zong Hong winked at Chen Changsheng, his gossip heart was eager to move, but he didn't dare to ask directly, so he could only probe.

The temples were filled with ascetic Taoists, and the statues of people worshiped were immortals who came out of Lingshan Temple, specializing in marriage Taoism. According to the locals, they were very effective.

Chen Changsheng scoffed at this.

Cultivators don't have the time to pay attention to mortals, let alone help mortals with matchmaking, unless you are the reincarnation of a great power.

The so-called effective worship is just that people with happy marriages think it is the credit of Lingshan Temple, and then one tells ten, and ten tells a hundred.

"Please, Taoist priest, interpret the oracle for me."

Wang Jiayun handed over the oracle she had asked for. She was seeking marriage for her daughter.

The old Taoist priest of Lingshan Temple took it and stroked his beard, saying: "Marriage cannot be sought for others. The oracle you seek is only for your own marriage, and the information in this oracle is very important. Are you sure you want to hear it?"

These words stunned Wang Jiayun on the spot. She really couldn't help her daughter seek an oracle?

But she was a married woman, so why would she need to seek marriage? Could it be that the Taoist priest in the temple was a liar?

"Taoist priest, please speak."

Wang Jiayun still decided to listen to what nonsense this old Taoist priest could come up with!