Wu Chang Jie

44

When Zong Zi Heng packed up and went to bid farewell to his mother, Shen Shi Yao was drinking tea and talking with Zong Zi Xiao's mother, Chu Ying Ruo.

"Mother, Consort Chu." Zong Zi Heng saluted one by one. Of all his brothers, he's closest to Xiao Jiu because their two mothers have a good friendship. But that day his mother said those words and the way she looked as if nothing had happened today made him a little uncomfortable when facing Chu Ying Ruo.

"Zi Heng is going out again?" Chu Ying Ruo said, "No wonder Xiao Er has been sullen these past two days."

"I'm going on a trip to Jingzhou, I shouldn't be out for too long. You tell Xiao Jiu that I'll test him on his homework when I return, so that he doesn't slack off."

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him." Chu Ying Ruo smiled faintly. Such a light smile looked like a gorgeous flourishing flower blooming on her face, very beautiful.

Chu Ying Ruo was born in a small sect. Although her family was not well known, she was born with a beautiful face. That year at the Jiaolong assembly, everyone was astonished by her beauty. And now, even though she's already a mother, she was still rumored to be the number one beauty in the immortal world.

Initially, Chu Ying Ruo already had a marriage contract, but Zong Ming He snatched her away. Of all the concubines, she was the most favored, so what Zong Zi Xiao enjoyed from a young age was not much different from the son of the first wife.

Such a woman was naturally unpopular when she entered the palace. In particular, she had a pair of charming hanging fox eyes, a very aggressive beauty that would not naturally please the same gender. At that time, only Shen Shi Yao became friends with her. They were both regarded as a thorn in the Empress's side, so they naturally embraced each other.

Shen Shi Yao sighed lightly, "I worry when you go out, but I can't shut you up. Go on, take good care of yourself outside."

"Mother, you can rest assured."

"Sister, there is no need to worry, Zi Heng has already cultivated to the seventh Chongtian of the Zongxuan Sword, ordinary people can't deal with him."

"Easy to dodge the spear in the open, hard to avoid a stab in the dark*." Shen Shi Yao said meaningfully, "Back then, weren't he and Zi Xiao attacked by someone? Otherwise how could they have almost lost their lives."

Chu Ying Ruo's pupils were suddenly covered with a layer of cold frost: "Yes, fortunately, they were lucky to have a good life. Zi Heng, when you are out and about, people's hearts are dangerous, so you must not fail to take precautions."

"Yes."

With a stifled breath, Zong Zi Heng walked out of Wuji Palace as fast as he could, then immediately rose up with his sword and went straight up to the clear sky. Looking at the Wuji Palace he left behind him, getting smaller and smaller, further and further away, and looking at the vast and lofty sky and land in front of him, he felt his heart and mind enlightened.

That dazzling palace was like a magnificent cage that only trapped one's mind and body in a cramped corner. The more you live there, the narrower it became. That day, when he was overwhelmed by his mother's tears and the Empress's harsh treatment, he almost forgot that he did not want to be here at all.

He was a man who wanted to live a life of pleasure. To be free, to know the greatness of the world, to love the grass and the trees.

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Chu land, a land and water route, with thousands of miles of fertile fields, where fishing, herding and farming are all developed. It is a land every soldier wants to compete for since ancient times.