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Chapter 202: The Demon King vs. the Phoenix God in Trouble 9

When young Marquis Shen was born, there was a blue phoenix mark on his heart.

Ever since he could remember, he had been having the same dream.

In the dream, there was a thick fog and a woman in green was walking on the moon. A gorgeous jade crown hung down from her forehead with icy feathers, reflecting the cold moonlight.

But he could never see through the other person's appearance.

Every time I look at the figure disappearing in the morning mist, the Qingluan mark on my heart feels hot...

It was a fine night, late in the night and everyone was asleep.

Shen Chenzhou lay alone in a high tower, his eyebrows long reaching his temples, his crimson brocade robe filled with the smell of alcohol, he looked wanton and unrestrained, a few strands of black hair beneath his white jade crown entangled in the moonlight.

He drank heartily facing the moon, and when his drunken eyes squinted, a wisp of flute sound came from the moon, clear and lofty like the shattering jade of Kunshan.

It is true that when you meet a good friend, a thousand cups are not enough.

He turned over and fell down, and when he saw the scenery clearly, he stood there in a daze, as if in a dream.

The world was hazy, a woman stood facing the wind, holding a short flute in her bare hands, her wide sleeves like flowing clouds, and surprisingly she was a double image of the woman in the dream.

I was really drunk and fell into a dream again.

Shen Chenzhou laughed softly in a trance, but heard her voice slowly coming.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, young master."

He finally heard the voice of the person in his dream.

It's like rain soaked in sandalwood in the mountains.

"Why does Miss appear in my dreams every night?"

The voice came again, like a soft singing.

"I envy your elegance and grace, your talent and fame in Dongluo, your writings in the Western Han Dynasty, your flattery everywhere, and your eagerness to see the man sitting in your carriage..."

The next morning, Shen Chenzhou opened his eyes and sat up on the high couch and brocade quilt in the marquis's mansion.

Sure enough, last night's long drinking with her and strolling around with candlelight were nothing but a drunken dream.

The servant stood in front of the carved lattice fan and conveyed Lady Shen's words to urge him to get up.

"Young Marquis, the carriages and horses are ready in front of the mansion. Madam asked you to hurry up so as not to miss the morning bell at Jiming Temple..."

Jiming Temple is located outside the city of Jinling. It has been visited by many people for hundreds of years and is very effective for praying for marriage and children.

Lady Shen Hou had forced Shen Chenzhou to go up the mountain to burn incense early in the morning.

The Buddhist temple was filled with sandalwood smoke. Shen Chenzhou was leaning against the vermilion lacquered door frame of the hall, looking at the golden Buddha statue and smiling unruly.

"Mother, if the gods and Buddhas could really grant your prayers, why would there be so many injustices in this world?"

The woman was dressed in fine clothes, had beautiful hair and was dignified and elegant, but at this moment she twisted his arm with a look of disappointment and pulled him forward.

"Don't speak nonsense in front of the Bodhisattva! Kneel down!"

Shen Chenzhou was helpless, and saw his mother kneeling on the mat, muttering to herself.

"Goddess, please bless my son to find his marriage soon..."

He knelt lazily and imitated every word.

"Goddess, please help me find my true love soon..."

If the heart is not sincere, the intention is not pious.

After burning incense, there was a crackling sound on the glazed tiles of the temple and the sound of rain.

Madam Shen Hou walked out of the palace gate and looked up at the sky with a frown.

"It seemed to be sunny just now, but it rained in the blink of an eye. How can we make it to the banquet at the Xie Mansion?"

"It seems that my mother was not sincere enough just now, otherwise why would it rain so heavily and I couldn't attend the blind date banquet you arranged for a long time..."

Before Shen Chenzhou could finish his words, he saw his mother's handkerchief fanning him and he quickly dodged it with a smile.

After being delayed on the mountain for a long time, the rain gradually subsided, so the Shen family hurried on and finally they were not late.

After Shen Chenzhou followed his mother to pay a visit to the old lord of the Xie family, he went out to the front yard and then walked into the corridor.

Pearls and jade splashed on the glazed tiles.

"Miss, be careful of the moss on the steps."

The maid's voice came from behind the moon gate opposite.

Shen Chenzhou turned his head unintentionally.

Amid the sound of dripping rain, white umbrellas hang low outside the moon cave gate.

With a faint sigh, the misty silk scarf brushed across the moss like flowing light, and the rings on her jewelry rang like broken jade as she walked.

The beauty walked up the steps into the door, wearing a flowing dress.

Half of a phoenix pendant was faintly visible beneath the cloud-green shawl.

The moment the edge of the umbrella was slightly lifted, she looked up at him from afar.

A pair of eyes are like the bright moon among the clouds.

It's like a pair of hazy pupils at the end of the fog.

With just one glance, Shen Chenzhou stood there in a daze.

The Qingluan mark on my heart suddenly felt hot.

Across the corridor, the maid held the umbrella diagonally to cover the beauty.

Shen Chenzhou raised his eyebrows slightly, lowered his eyes and smiled, then threw a bag of silver to the servant of the Xie family.

"Do you know which family the girl who just passed by belongs to?"

The servant received the reward, and his silver bag was heavy. He was so happy that he was extremely enthusiastic.

"Young Marquis, that fairy-like figure on the cloud is my cousin. She came from Jiangnan to celebrate the old lady's birthday next month and is now staying in the mansion..."

On the way home.

Mrs. Shen was sitting in the carriage and caught up with Shen Chenzhou to ask him for details.

"Have you met her? Xie Ruoshui's daughter must be talented, intelligent and beautiful."

Shen Chenzhou only felt a lingering burning pain in his heart and did not comment.

"Mother, we only met once, why would she be willing to marry me?"

"How do you know she doesn't want to marry you?"

Mrs. Shen asked him suddenly, and it didn't sound like a rhetorical question, but rather like the girl was really dissatisfied with him.

Shen Chenzhou spoke as if possessed by a ghost.

"She really doesn't want to marry me?"

He suddenly fell silent. He had always done his own thing, but unexpectedly one day he was being manipulated into doing something.

Mrs. Shen smiled with satisfaction. She had never seen her talented and arrogant son so timid.

She opened a square sandalwood box and took out half a jade pendant.

"Three generations of the Xie family have been among the three dukes and nine ministers. Lord Xie has only one sister, Xie Lingyi, who married and went to Jiangnan. The cousin she gave birth to, I saw her today. She is truly a fairy-like person, and her talent must be extraordinary. Although you have some talent as a top scholar, it is difficult for you to match the character and appearance of this cousin."

"If I hadn't been so smart and hadn't decided on you early on, you wouldn't be able to drink tea from your daughter-in-law even if I waited another ten years."

Decided so early? Shen Chenzhou was stunned.

Lady Shen Hou tied half of a phoenix pendant around his waist.

"That was twenty years ago. I, your mother, was born into a military family. Before I left home, I was an expert at wielding swords and knives. I don't know how many times I used to be a shield for Xie Lingyi."

"It's not uncommon for close friends to arrange marriages for their children."

"Who would have thought that you would not live up to your expectations? When you were three years old, a Taoist priest came to our house and predicted that you would not live past your twenties. How could I, your mother, talk about marriage again?"

"She, Xie Lingyi, hasn't come to my house to cancel the marriage for the little girl in these years. Every time I wrote to her in the past two years, she avoided talking about it. It's you who delayed her daughter."

"You should think carefully. Xie Lingyi's daughter will never have trouble finding a husband. If you don't have this idea, her daughter will not lack a good husband."

Mrs. Shen's eyes reflected the heavy rain outside the window, and she seemed to see the girls in the boudoir clapping their hands and swearing an oath twenty years ago.

"If you have children, you should establish a good relationship with Qin and Jin."

At midnight, the sudden rain knocks on the window frame.

In the dream, rain was hitting banana leaves, and there was still lingering rain in front of the moon cave.

Shen Chenzhou stepped on the shallow water surface, and his scarlet cloud-patterned boots stirred up the moonlight all over the ground.

The faint fragrance of Duruo floats in the air in Xie Mansion's garden.

Shen Chenzhou stood on the bluestone path, his fingertips touched the coldness of the phoenix pendant in his sleeve.

A graceful figure emerged from the moon-shaped cave door, and a cloud-colored drapery swept over the dark orchid bushes, startling a few fireflies.

She came with a lantern in her hand, and the pattern of a blue phoenix holding a zhi (a kind of grass) was reflected on the glass lampshade.

"Young Master, are you lost?"

She tilted the lamp handle slightly.

A yellow haze appeared on her cold and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and the icy feathers trembled lightly on her forehead, like the echo of a dream in the mist of the past twenty years.

Shen Chenzhou suddenly pressed his hand on his chest, which was so hot that it seemed to burn through his brocade robes.

Without him.

In those repetitive dreams, the features of the woman in the dreams were not very clear, but now they are as clear as the moon appearing after the clouds have been cleared.

The phoenix pendant between her fingers hummed as it struggled out of her sleeve, colliding in mid-air with the jade pendant on her waist, producing a clear sound of metal and stone.

The jades collide with each other, fitting together seamlessly.

The two jade pendants merged into a perfect piece in the air, and the sudden rain stopped when the blue phoenix spread its wings.

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