Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 48. Do you like your fiancée?

"Young master, there is no one in the room."

Xia Lianxue had arrived at the door at some point and naturally opened it. The creaking wooden door seemed to be old and worn, as if it had been there for many years.

The room was very clean, and next to the wooden table were two benches commonly found in rural homes.

Not far from the bench was a huge mahogany box. Xia Lianxue unconsciously walked forward, opened the box, and found a bright red wedding dress inside.

Xia Lianxue's heart skipped a beat. She skillfully pulled open the hidden compartment of the box, which contained some gold and silver ornaments and several pieces of fine cloth.

These are the woman's dowry and wedding dress.

It seemed as if a woman was softly singing in my ear: "After parting once, we are separated by two places. We said it would only be three or four months, but who knew it would be five or six years?"

Upon closer listening, it was her own voice.

Xia Lianxue wiped away the tears that had welled up in the corners of her eyes and said to the door, "Young Master, come and see the room."

Lu Changyuan left the grave and went into the thatched hut.

"What painting? Where exactly did Palace Mistress Miaoyu go?"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Changyuan saw the painting.

That was a square painting hanging above the bed of the owner of this thatched hut. Xia Lianxue stared at the painting, her delicate shoulders trembling slightly, lost in thought.

So Lu Changyuan also walked up to the painting.

The boy in the painting is dressed in white, smiling warmly, and appears to be about twenty years old.

At the tender age of youth, it seems capable of stirring the hearts of countless young girls yearning for love.

The most amazing thing is that the boy looked exactly like Lu Changyuan.

Lu Changyuan couldn't quite understand Xia Lianxue's expression. Her words seemed devoid of any emotion as she asked, "Young Master, is my Palace Master your fiancée?"

Lu Changyuan had always found it strange that he couldn't remember his fiancée's appearance and name.

Now he understands.

His fiancée had already reached the seventh realm and was about to break through to the next realm. She used the power of Yao Guang to remove herself from time.

Therefore, he did not remember his fiancée's name, and the people of Miaoyu Palace also did not remember the name and appearance of their palace master.

This is something that the power of Yao Guang can do.

"It seems that's how it is. My fiancée is not dead after all, and has even become the Palace Mistress of Miaoyu Palace. I just don't know where she is now."

Xia Lianxue asked softly, "Young master, do you like your fiancée?"

Lu Changyuan stared intently at Xia Lianxue, but found that this usually gentle and obedient little fairy was now somewhat incomprehensible to him: "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

He reached out and grasped the fairy's soft hand, and the "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique" began to flow.

Got nothing.

With her mind at peace and free from desires, Xia Lianxue's state of mind was as calm as a still lake.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around Lu Changyuan's waist, nuzzling her pretty face against his chest: "Young master, you still haven't answered me whether you like your fiancée or not."

Lu Changyuan still didn't give up examining Xia Lianxue's body, but he still said, "I don't remember. I don't remember many things about her."

The fairy's hair rested on his chin, and a faint, virginal fragrance wafted into his nostrils. "Young master is definitely lying to me. The only thing you should remember clearly is that you love your fiancée."

Lu Changyuan felt his chest was wet from the fairy's tears.

He was somewhat at a loss.

The Taoist priest of Chang'an, who had brought peace to the world for a thousand years, was helpless against the fairy in his arms.

"Why are you crying?"

Lu Changyuan paused for a moment.

Something seemed to be gently unveiled in his mind—his fiancée's face. Her beautiful face gradually emerged, eventually overlapping with Xia Lianxue's.

When Lu Changyuan first saw Xia Lianxue's face, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if she were the girl next door.

To my surprise, she really was the girl next door.

The past, erased by time, gradually resurfaced. Lu Changyuan seemed to hear a voice saying, "Brother Lu, wait for me for three years. Master said that I can come back and marry you in three years."

Xia Lianxue's voice was as gentle as a breeze and the bright moon: "Let me also tell you a story, young master."

The fairy walked lightly and spoke gently: "A long, long time ago, there was a little girl whose father was a merchant. He was quite wealthy in the area, but he was in a dilemma because his daughter was very beautiful and had reached the age where she should find a husband."

Lu Changyuan hummed in agreement and tried to break free from the fairy's hand, but found that the fairy was incredibly strong.

Fairy Miaoyu is taking advantage of my old age and weakness!
"The merchant's daughter is too soft-hearted. If she marries into a wealthy family, she will definitely not be valued. I'm afraid she will suffer. If she marries into a poor scholar, who knows if the scholar will abandon his wife after passing the imperial examination?"

Lu Changyuan smiled and continued, "So, who will the merchant ultimately marry his daughter to?"

Xia Lianxue stretched out her slender white hand and fondly touched Lu Changyuan's cheek: "Isn't it a coincidence that right next to the merchant's house, there is a young doctor whose ancestors have been doctors for three generations? The young doctor's parents died and he came to the city as a refugee. He was only eight years old when he entered the city, and now he has opened his own pharmacy. However, he has reached the age of twenty and should be looking for a wife."

"We can't possibly marry his daughter off to a penniless doctor who has nothing."

Xia Lianxue frowned: "Why not?! The merchant's daughter really likes that young doctor and can't wait to go to the pharmacy every day."

"From what you're saying, this sounds like a pretty good marriage proposal?"

Lu Changyuan's expression was complicated, but he still continued to speak to Xia Lianxue.

"Yes, it should have been a good marriage, but the girl knows that the young doctor doesn't like her."

"How could I not like it? We grew up together, childhood sweethearts. You must be mistaken."

Past emotions slowly crept into my mind.

The fairy lowered her eyes, a hint of sadness in them: "It's not that he doesn't like her, it's just that it's not romantic love. The young doctor only sees the girl as a younger sister, but he still agreed to the marriage. He didn't have anyone he liked that year, and he didn't want to see the little girl sad."

That year, when the Taoist priest of Chang'an first entered the martial world, he was still unaware of how precious emotions were. It was from here that the Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotions gradually manifested itself.

"It's already difficult for two people to fall in love in this world. It's not too bad for the young doctor to marry the merchant's daughter. Besides, how many truly loving couples are there in the mortal world? In the end, it's nothing more than kinship and habit. In my opinion, the young doctor and the merchant's daughter have simply skipped the dramatic romance and settled into a peaceful daily life."

Xia Lianxue clutched her chest: "Yes, so the little girl is already content. But a few days before the wedding, people from the Immortal Palace came and, seeing the little girl's exceptional talent, wanted to send their youngest daughter to cultivate."

The young doctor, believing that one person's enlightenment brings prosperity to all, persuaded the little girl to cultivate immortality.

The little girl was unwilling, but she heard the young doctor say, "If you become an immortal, I can cling to your leg!"

(End of this chapter)