After her luck was taken away, she fell in love with the woman who traveled through time.

Seeing that she was hesitant, Cui Ling frowned and went out alone.

Outside the house, the little emperor was looking at this side eagerly. When he saw him coming, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Seal."

"It's getting late, Your Majesty, please return to the palace." He said lightly.

The little emperor: "...Master, the temporary palace is a day's walk from the imperial palace."

Cui Ling glanced at the sky which was about to get dark and replied, "Let's go now so as not to delay the morning court tomorrow."

Little Emperor: “…” It’s so painful, it feels like he’s being rushed to school.

Faced with the little emperor's painful expression, Cui Ling showed no mercy. Just as he was about to drive him away, Liang Tan suddenly came out and the little emperor quickly hid behind her.

"Liang Tan." Cui Ling's face darkened.

Liang Tan sighed: "Okay, stop making trouble."

Cui Ling's brows suddenly frowned even deeper.

Liang Tan sent the man away and chatted with the little emperor alone for an hour before calling him back.

At night, the little emperor went to the side hall.

Liang Tan and Cui Ling each sat on a recliner in the yard, looking at the moon, and neither of them spoke a word.

"What did you talk about with the emperor today?" Cui Ling finally spoke first.

Liang Tan glanced at him sideways.

"I think we are discussing how to return to the palace together," Cui Ling still stared at the night sky, his tone seemed to be angry, "No need to discuss, if you want to leave, just leave, I can't keep you anyway."

Liang Tan raised his lips: "Why does it sound like someone is not speaking the truth?"

Cui Ling snorted. It was rare for him to get angry with her. Liang Tan's eyes flashed with a smile: "Cui Ling, what are you afraid of?"

Cui Ling's expression froze.

"Are you afraid that I will be tripped up by power again? Are you afraid that I will become attached to the prosperity of the capital? Or are you afraid that I will never come back?" Liang Tan's voice was light and clear, easily revealing his uneasiness.

Cui Ling stopped talking.

After a long time, the recliner next to him creaked. Cui Ling did not turn his head, but when a shadow fell, he hugged her in time. His recliner suddenly bore the weight of both of them, and creaked unwillingly under the burden.

Liang Tan adjusted the angle in his arms and climbed onto his shoulders with tenderness.

"...Do you think you can fool me like this?"

"I rejected him."

Two people's voices sounded at the same time.

Cui Ling was stunned: "What did you say?"

"I rejected him," Liang Tan stood up and looked at the person under him with a smile, "He will leave alone tomorrow morning."

Cui Ling was silent for a long time: "How could it be..."

As soon as I said three words, I met her loving eyes, and it seemed that nothing needed to be explained.

"In fact, he doesn't necessarily need help. He just left his parents for the first time and is looking for an excuse to act like a spoiled child," Liang Tan kissed him on the forehead, "Just coax him and he'll be fine. But you, not only don't coax him, but you also give people a cold shoulder at every turn. Aren't you a little too cruel, Master Seal Holder?"

"...He knows how many years it took us to get out of that palace. Now he asks us to go back. Naturally I won't be nice to him." Cui Ling said with an inexplicable guilty feeling.

Liang Tan snorted and raised his hand to pinch his face: "So, are you still angry?"

Cui Ling looked at her for a long time and suddenly asked, "So, in your heart, the country and the emperor are not more important than me?"

Liang Tan was surprised: "Why do you ask that?"

Cui Ling paused, and realized that he had asked too much. Just as he was about to open his mouth to make amends, Liang Tan leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice: "Cui Ling, I live for you."

Cui Ling's pupils trembled slightly, and he lost all his voice in an instant.

Liang Tan looked at him with satisfaction, kissed him on the cheek, and then continued to look at the moon. Cui Ling was silent for a long time before silently hugging her waist.

Outside the courtyard, the little emperor sighed softly and turned to walk towards the side hall. The palace servants hurriedly caught up with him: "Your Majesty, didn't you say you wanted to ask the Queen Mother for help again?"

"No more begging," the little emperor recalled Liang Tan's words, 'I just wanted to act like a spoiled child after leaving my parents', and felt relieved. "My mother is right. I have grown up now, and it's time for me to make my own living."

The next morning, he said goodbye.

Liang Tan and Cui Ling escorted the people all the way out of the palace, and as they watched the carriage go away, the two held each other's hands tightly.

Ten days later, the little emperor sent a letter. Liang Tan looked up with a smile after reading it and said, "Didn't you say that he has grown up and there is no need to help him anymore?"

"It's just a piece of cake." Cui Ling refused to admit it.

Liang Tan glanced at him and continued to watch the little emperor praising the Master Seal for being so powerful. The incense burner on the table emitted a little white smoke, and a pile of letters were scattered beside it. Cui Ling tidied the table and sat beside her to read. The room became quiet again, with only the occasional sound of turning pages.

The years passed slowly in the palace, and when another Mid-Autumn Festival came, Liang Tan was shocked to realize that they had been away from the palace for nearly a year.

"Liang Tan, Liang Tan..."

Liang Tan suddenly came back to his senses and opened his eyes wide when he saw Cui Ling: "What's wrong?"

"You've been in a daze lately." Cui Ling said, reaching out to smooth the wrinkles between her brows.

Liang Tan immediately looked apologetic: "Sorry."

"I was just daydreaming. What's there to apologize for?" Cui Ling smiled and stretched out his hand to her. "Come with me."

Liang Tan's eyes moved slightly, and he placed his hand in his palm.

At this moment, the sky had completely darkened, and lanterns were lit everywhere in the palace, exuding a festive red color.

The two held hands and walked through the courtyard garden, passed the small bridge and rockery, and finally stopped in front of an open space.

"What is this?" Liang Tan looked at the square piece of land in front of him and looked at Cui Ling hesitantly.

Cui Ling smiled and said, "Didn't you say a few days ago that you wanted to set up a plot of land in the palace to grow vegetables?"

Liang Tan blinked: "I just said it casually..."

After he finished speaking, he realized that his cuffs were a little dirty.

No, not only the cuffs, but also the hem and boots were dirty.

"You just said it casually," he said with a little disappointment, "I thought you were serious."

"...Did you do all this yourself?" Liang Tan looked at the open space again and saw that the soil had been turned over. There were faint traces of fertilizer on it. It was obvious that it had been tidied up and it was not just a random piece of land.

Cui Ling nodded: "I don't feel comfortable leaving the things you like to others."

After saying that, he remembered that she had just said it casually, and frowned again. Just as he was about to say something, she suddenly stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the face.

Even after so many years, her initiative still makes his heart beat fast. Cui Ling looked into her eyes and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

"Thank you, Cui Ling." She said with a smile.

She is almost forty years old now, and has more wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but Cui Ling thinks she is getting more and more beautiful. It seems as if his soul will be sucked away if he looks at her for one more moment.

However, he was not afraid at all and wanted to offer everything he had with both hands.

"Liang Tan, I like you."

He was dirty and standing in front of a freshly turned vegetable patch. The timing was not good, but Liang Tan was so mesmerized that he gave him a hug without any disgust.

"Cui Ling, I still haven't prepared a gift for you this year," she said with a smile, "If you don't mind, how about I make it up to you on your birthday next year?"

"What do you want to give me?" Cui Ling asked with a smile.

Liang Tan raised his head and looked at him slyly: "It depends on what you want to eat."

Cui Ling suddenly realized: "It seems that my birthday gift every year from now on will be vegetables grown in this field."

"Isn't it good?" Liang Tan asked back.

Cui Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Of course it's good. As long as you are here, everything you eat is good."

As he was talking, he began to discuss with her what would be more suitable to plant at this time. The two discussed for a long time and finally decided to try some of the simplest and easiest to grow plants.

"Let's go to the market to buy some seedlings tomorrow." Cui Ling took her hand and walked back.

Liang Tan became interested: "Shall we go together?"

"What else?" Cui Ling was helpless.

Liang Tan smiled: "Then buy some fried sugar cakes. I haven't eaten them for a long time and I really miss them."

"The food cooked by the imperial chefs in the palace is not as good as that cooked by the vendors in the market? You just don't like it. How strange."

"You don't understand. Some foods are only delicious when prepared by street vendors."

The two of them chatted back and forth, and even though they were talking about something very trivial, they were discussing it very lively.

After washing up, Liang Tan went to bed first. When Cui Ling turned off the lights and came over, he groped in the dark and hugged him.

"Don't you want to go to the market tomorrow?" Cui Ling said softly.

"Of course I do!"

"How dare you hug me like this?" There was a warning in his voice.

Liang Tan was stunned. When he came to his senses, his cheeks turned red and he quietly moved away from him.

"Beast." She muttered softly.

Cui Ling raised his lips in the darkness, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Liang Tan turned over and faced away from him, and soon fell asleep. Cui Ling lay quietly for a while, then held her in his arms, and they both fell into peaceful dreams.

-

"Why is this place so big? It seems like I can never reach the end." Wu Wen was already a little irritable. From just now on, he had felt the spiritual power in his body constantly dissipating, as if there was an invisible mouth that was desperately sucking away his cultivation.

Looking at the others, their faces were equally bad, and they were obviously in the same situation as him. Among the crowd, only Cui Ling, as an ordinary person, was not affected at all at this moment.

Wu Cai glanced at him coldly: "Be patient."

Wu Wen immediately became obedient.

"It's not a solution to go on like this. Since we've set up this level, there must be a way to get through it." Another sect elder suddenly spoke up.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, Yi Chengfeng's young disciple could not stand the loss of spiritual energy anymore. He went crazy and drew his sword to stab the senior sister beside him. The senior sister didn't have time to react and was killed by his sword.

Everyone was shocked, and the other people in Yi Chengfeng also changed their expressions, and they quickly subdued him together.

As the young disciple struggled with red eyes, someone suddenly screamed, "Look!"

Everyone looked in the direction where his finger pointed, and saw that all the blood flowing from the senior sister's body was absorbed by the white mist. Then the white mist became a little transparent, and they could vaguely see the surrounding scenes and outlines.

The flow of cultivation in other people's bodies also slowed down significantly.

"The show is about to begin." Liang Tan raised the corners of his lips.

Almost at the moment of seeing this scene, someone with quick reaction directly blasted a sword towards the controlled disciple. The disciple screamed and soon died.

Bai Mangmang greedily sucked the little disciple's blood, and the visibility around him became a little higher.

"What are you doing!" Yi Chengfeng's senior brother asked angrily.

The man sneered, "You medical practitioners are so indecisive that you have all gone astray. Why are you still keeping him around?"

"you!"

Just as the eldest senior brother was about to continue arguing, Wu Cai suddenly attacked and killed him and all the remaining disciples of Yicheng Peak.

The surroundings began to become transparent again.

In just a short moment, Yi Chengfeng killed five people in a row, and the visibility around him became increasingly high.

The others also understood what was happening, and several independent cultivators immediately gathered together, but it was still useless. Most of the people who came now were disciples brought by the elders or masters of the immortal sects. They would not attack the disciples of their own sects, so they could only attack others.

Soon, the people who had been traveling together harmoniously just now became bloodthirsty in an instant. The independent cultivators, who had no companions and were not confident in the makeshift team, quickly became stepping stones for the crowd.

As Bai Mangmang absorbed more and more blood, its transparency became higher and higher, and soon it became a transparent cover. Liang Tan and Cui Ling, who were hiding under the white clothes, were suddenly exposed.

Wu Wen was the first to notice Liang Tan. He widened his eyes and was about to remind Wu Cai, but the next moment Liang Tan appeared in front of him and grabbed his neck.

After Wu Cai broke a man's neck, he turned around and saw his son being restrained by Liang Tan.

Wu Cai's face was gloomy, and he immediately pinched Cui Ling with a suction force: "If you dare to touch him, I will tear Cui Ling into pieces."

Liang Tan raised his lips and said, "If I don't touch him, you will still want to kill my little disciple. Instead of that, why don't I kill your son first? Then I will have someone to accompany me on my way to the underworld."

As they were talking, the people who were fighting gradually stopped. Liang Tan took a casual glance and saw that all the independent cultivators had been killed. Only people from seven sects were left, and two of them had more than fifty people.

Now, the total number of people is 101, and ten more people need to die before we can enter the next level.

The task is a bit difficult, Liang Tan looked at everyone vigilantly.

"Master..." Cui Ling felt a little uncomfortable from being pinched, and gritted his teeth to ask for help.

Liang Tan felt a little distressed, then he remembered the wicked things he had done today, and sneered again: "Anyway, you didn't want to live since just now, and it just so happens that Sect Leader Wu can fulfill your wish."

Cui Ling: “…” Let me explain. I actually don’t want to die.

Looking at Cui Ling's speechless expression, Liang Tan also realized that now was not the right time to settle accounts with him, so he tightened his fingers and pinched Wu Wenzhi so much that he rolled his eyes.

Wu Cai only had this one son. Although the world of immortal cultivation did not value bloodlines, he was anxious and angry when he saw the child he had raised with great effort being abused like this. He also increased the strength in his hands: "Let him go!"

"Let my senior brother go!" Zheng Qingqing yelled at Liang Tan, but her eyes kept glancing at Cui Ling.

Cui Ling's face soon became red due to suffocation, and there were faint bloodshot in his eyes. He looked at Liang Tan innocently, signaling her to save him quickly.

Liang Tan felt extremely distressed when he saw his look, but he dared not show it at all: "If you want me to let him go, you should let my disciple go first."

"Liang Tan, I'm not discussing this with you." Wu Cai's face turned pale.

Liang Tan was amused: "How fresh! Am I discussing this with you? At worst, we can work together, and then I will find a disciple, and you can give birth to a son..."