The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"In front of that lord, we are all the same. Since that lord is willing to see you, it doesn't matter if you let me wait a little longer."

"is it?"

Raising her eyebrows noncommittally, Yakumo Zi didn't shirk any more, stepped up the stairs of Guanghan Palace, and entered the palace through the gate after a while.

Yonglin wasn't in a hurry, she just stood quietly under the steps and waited, but she didn't bother to count the time, because it was meaningless.

In the Guanghan Palace, time and space are static, all accidents are inevitable, the past and the future are intertwined, and the seemingly peaceful eyes are actually full of distortion and chaos.

The reason why they didn't realize all this was because their hearts were already in a mess.

Maybe it was the time of a stick of incense, or maybe it was the distance between sunset and sunrise, in short, when Yonglin raised her head again, Yakumozi had already come out of Guanghan Palace.

The two didn't speak, but simply exchanged eye contact, Yonglin stepped on the jade steps and walked into the palace, Yakumo Zi stood at Yonglin's original position, looking at the palace without knowing what he was thinking.

Passing through the gate of the palace, Guanghan Palace is not as cold as it looks from the outside, but unexpectedly warm, but everything inside is decorated in cool tones, which creates a sense of coldness visually. meaning.

Entering from the gate of the palace, there is a long carpet under your feet until the end of your eyes. There is nothing on both sides, except for a few regularly arranged jade pillars that seem to be used for load-bearing.

Passing through this empty front hall, Yonglin finally saw "her" at the end of the road.

"Master Chang'e..."

Across a curtain of light gauze, the adult in plain white dress stood here sideways.

Seeing her figure, Yonglin's eyes were slightly moist, she folded her palms in front of her forehead, put her knees on the ground, and knelt deeply on the ground with her whole body:

"It's... great to see you again."

"Yonglin."

The woman behind the gauze——Chang'e turned around, looked at Yonglin on the ground, and said softly after a long time:

"It's been a long time, hasn't it been 4000 years?"

"Yes……"

Yonglin raised her head, with a slightly sad tone:

"It's been 4000 years."

"It's been so long, and you're still so serious."

Chang'e's words are full of teasing meaning:

"Not funny at all."

"What you said was exactly..."

Smiling wryly and straightening her upper body, Yong Lin just knelt on the ground and replied:

"Master Chang'e, you haven't changed at all, you are still so... funny."

"LOL, really?"

Chang'e's tone rose a lot, and the lightness in it formed a sharp contrast with the cold and silent palace.

"After staying here for so long, I'm somewhat bored. Yonglin, you came just in time. Come chat with me. I'm a little interested in the outside world after a long time today."

"You have suffered...!"

When she heard the phrase "stayed here for so long", Yonglin's head drooped deeply again, her expression was full of remorse and pain.

"You..."

Chang'e shook her head helplessly:

"Yonglin, you have no responsibility for my affairs. After all, you are just a messenger. The current situation is my own choice."

"..."

Even though she knew that Chang'e's words were true, the regret in Yonglin's eyes didn't decrease at all. She couldn't look back on that period of the past, and it is inevitable to feel emotional now.

In the capital of the moon, there are actually very few people who know the true face of the third great sage, Chang'e. Except for Yue Yejian and Bayi Yonglin, there are almost no others.

Even among Eirin's disciples, only Kaguya and Toyohime knew a thing or two about the truth hidden under the name "Chang'e".

That's why she almost didn't laugh out loud when she heard those young and ignorant sages at the council of sages propose to punish Chang'e who made the Penglai medicine.

Both Yonglin and Yue Yejian thought it was just a farce of clowns, but who knew that when Yonglin went to the ground to welcome Chang'e back, she actually agreed with the "crime" laid down by those sages, and used it widely. The cold palace is a prison, and I locked myself up.

Both of them were dumbfounded now. Even though Yonglin went to meet Chang'e a few times later and knew that the other party had her own considerations, she still inevitably attributed Chang'e's experience to her own responsibility.

She met Yue Ye, and the cracks of those sages were buried at that time.

Chapter 44 His Story

"Too serious can sometimes cause headaches, Eirin."

Chang'e is very clear about the guilt in Yonglin's heart. The wisdom of the other party can be called the first among the people of the moon, but because of this, if she becomes stubborn, no one can persuade her.

"It seems that today is not the time to chat."

Chang'e sighed softly:

"Let's talk about something serious, Yong Lin, do you want to ask me something?"

"……Yes."