Chapter 180: Wishing for One Heart
“She hasn’t gone far yet. If the Grand Preceptor has something important to discuss with Su Lingxi, it’s best not to linger here.”
The Grand Preceptor snorted coldly. Today was a completely wasted trip.
Jiang Xianyue had no reason to lie to him. Su Lingxi must have already left.
There was no point in him staying here and arguing with them.
“In that case, I won’t disturb you any longer.”
“However, I will report everything I have seen and heard in the Snowfall Sect today truthfully to His Majesty.”
The Grand Preceptor flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.
“Wait a minute!”
Luo Yunxuan, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn’t help but speak.
Grand Preceptor: “Oh? Does His Highness have anything else?”
Luo Yunxuan took a step forward. “I’ll go back with you!”
Luo Chuxue looked at Luo Yunxuan with some confusion. He would definitely be punished if he went back.
It would be better to stay in the Snowfall Sect for a while and go back when Father Emperor’s anger had subsided.
Luo Yunxuan turned to look at Luo Chuxue and signaled her to relax. “Some things cannot be avoided. Someone has to come forward and give an explanation.”
“Grand Preceptor, I’ve made up my mind. I’ll go back with you.”
Seeing that Luo Yunxuan was willing to go back with him, the Grand Preceptor’s expression softened a lot.
At least he wasn’t returning empty-handed this time.
“It is best that His Highness thinks so. Then please!”
Luo Yunxuan bowed to the elders and Jiang Xianyue, and followed the Grand Preceptor out of the Sect Master’s Hall.
During this time, Jiang Xianyue did not stop him.
Walking out of the hall, Luo Yunxuan said to the Grand Preceptor, “Wait a moment. I have to finish one last thing first.”
The Grand Preceptor nodded quickly. “Your Highness, please go ahead if you have something to do. I’ll wait for you here.”
Luo Yunxuan didn’t say anything and walked towards the Fourth Elder’s Hall.
After Luo Yunxuan left, the Grand Preceptor quickly called two royal guards over and instructed, “You two immediately notify the cities within thirty miles to increase patrols in the surrounding areas, and at the same time issue a warrant for Su Lingxi’s arrest.”
“Reward a hundred high-grade spiritual crystals. Su Lingxi must be captured!”
“Yes!”
The royal guards agreed and left quickly.
After giving his instructions, the Grand Preceptor took out a valuable Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Stone. This was a sound transmission stone left to him by the Canglan Emperor, which was only allowed to be used in extremely critical situations.
The Grand Preceptor crushed the sound transmission stone. “Your Majesty, Su Lingxi has already fled the Snowfall Sect.”
There was silence on the other end of the sound transmission stone for a while. “Su Lingxi is just one person. It doesn’t matter if she runs away. What’s important is not her, but the inheritance of the phoenix divine power.”
“Confirm if this thing is with the Crown Prince.”
Grand Preceptor: “This subordinate has not confirmed this matter yet, but the Crown Prince has already agreed to return to the Canglan imperial family with me.”
“In addition… Sect Master Jiang was not seriously injured in the Snow Realm as rumored. Instead, it seems that she has obtained some opportunities.”
“With my perception, I’m afraid she has already surpassed Your Majesty…”
The Canglan Emperor on the other end was shocked. He suddenly felt that the throne under his buttocks was a little unstable.
“Don’t offend her for now. Capture Su Lingxi if you can.”
With that, the Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Stone turned into powder and dissipated from the Grand Preceptor’s fingers.
On the other side, Luo Yunxuan arrived at the Fourth Elder’s Hall. There were only a few disciples cleaning the room in the hall.
He walked towards the back hall. This was the first time he had come to this place since Feng Chuiying’s death.
Luo Yunxuan had never dared to come, for fear of remembering those beautiful memories.
He was afraid that he still couldn’t accept the fact that Feng Chuiying had left.
But now that he had made the decision to leave, he had to muster up the courage to come back and take a look.
Come back and see the place where they had spent time together.
Because of Feng Chuiying’s departure, the house in the back no longer had the high temperature of the past. It was very cold here, clearly having merged with this Glacial Snow Domain.
Outside the house, there were some snowmen built by Feng Chuiying. The snowmen looked strange and varied.
Luo Yunxuan looked at these strange-looking snowmen and smiled inadvertently. These all represented Feng Chuiying’s beautiful imagination.
Looking around, the various burn marks outside the house were still there. These were proofs of Feng Chuiying’s existence.
Creak~
The door of the house was slowly pushed open by Luo Yunxuan. What came into view was still that furniture.
This furniture was all replaced by Luo Yunxuan for Feng Chuiying later. This furniture was made of very fire-resistant materials.
But the flame in Feng Chuiying’s hand was not an ordinary flame, but the Phoenix Flame.
So this furniture was still somewhat damaged.
The overall layout and furnishings of the room had not changed at all. Luo Yunxuan pulled out a chair and sat at the dressing table that Feng Chuiying had used.
The dressing table was neat and tidy. Luo Yunxuan could even smell the residual fragrance of Feng Chuiying’s hair.
Luo Yunxuan looked at his somewhat sloppy reflection in the bronze mirror. He touched his chin and found it a little prickly.
“Too many things have happened recently. I haven’t cleaned myself up for a long time.”
Luo Yunxuan casually opened a drawer to find a tool to groom himself, but found a small and exquisite pouch in a pile of inconspicuous sundries.
The pouch was exquisitely made, but the mandarin duck pattern on it was a little strange.
It was obvious that Feng Chuiying’s skills were rusty, but being able to embroider it like this was already very good.
But Luo Yunxuan could feel from this pouch that the girl had racked her brains to get this pattern right.
This pouch was pressed at the bottom of the sundries. It was clear that Feng Chuiying was not satisfied with this pouch.
Luo Yunxuan put the pouch on the table and opened another drawer.
Inside the drawer, there was a small box with various needles and threads. Looking further down, there were some burned fragments of cloth.
After sorting these things out, Luo Yunxuan found that there were many, many such fragments inside.
Luo Yunxuan knew how difficult it was for Feng Chuiying to make a satisfactory pouch because her flames were out of control.
Luo Yunxuan pinched these fragments with his hands and looked at the burn marks on them.
He could already imagine that every time the girl failed, she would still frown and tell herself to work hard.
Next time, she would definitely succeed.
“She must have worked very, very hard to do this well.”
His nose tingled, and he put these things back into the drawer.
In comparison, the intact pouch on the table lay there quietly.
Luo Yunxuan picked it up again and examined it.
He gently rubbed this pouch with his hand, feeling Feng Chuiying’s traces. Suddenly, he seemed to feel that this pouch was bulging as if something was hidden inside.
Luo Yunxuan hurriedly opened the pouch.
Inside was a small note.
Brother Yunxuan.
Wishing for one heart…
There were only a few short words on the note. Luo Yunxuan’s eyes instantly became moist after reading it.
It turned out that Feng Chuiying had always had such feelings for him. He held the note tightly, as if holding Feng Chuiying’s pure secret love.
“Is this the gift Feng Chuiying gave me?” Luo Yunxuan mocked himself.
He remembered that the girl with wine-red hair had always promised to give him a gift.
As for why there was no follow-up.
It was because Feng Chuiying knew her own fate.
Growing old together was a dream she never dared to imagine.
Even if it was just a simple fantasy, fate would give her a heavy blow.
***
Years later, Luo Yunxuan succeeded the throne as the Canglan Emperor, holding heavy power.
Years passed, and the pouch became older and older, but it never left his side.
He pointed out the mountains and rivers on the map of the Canglan Nation and commanded the wind and clouds. In the eyes of outsiders, he was an emperor of a region.
He had countless precious treasures in the world.
But with the precipitation of time, only he knew.
His most precious thing had long been lost in the Snow Realm.
