The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Things continued to unfold slowly as planned, but when the dust settled, Ye Dingzhi couldn't help but fall into memories of the past. The childhood promise he made with Baili Dongjun and the tragic loss of his family's property flooded back to his mind like a tide.

Over the years, despite the company of his dearest friends, beloved, and master, the deep-seated hatred never truly faded. As time passed, he gradually came to understand more and more, and he began to understand his father's choices. However, no matter what, he could not accept the fact that his father had been wrongly accused! Especially the Qing King, the mastermind behind the false accusation against his father, he would never let him go!

Under the cover of night, Ye Dingzhi sat alone on the railing, holding a pot of fine wine in his hand, drinking and thinking. At this moment, a series of light footsteps were heard, and Wang Yi slowly walked out of the house. Seeing Ye Dingzhi's lonely appearance, Wang Yi asked, "Brother Ye, why are you drinking here alone?"

Hearing the voice, Ye Dingzhi's eyes did not move away from the bustling crowd below. He just slowly responded: "The night breeze is blowing, and the moon is bright." Then, he raised his head slightly, staring at the bright moon in the night sky, and said: "Drinking alone may be more beautiful."

After hearing this, Wang Yi also looked up at the sky, then turned his gaze to Ye Dingzhi, who was standing beside him with a dejected look on his face. After a slight smile, he sat down beside him and said, "I'm sorry, there's one more person now."

Ye Dingzhi raised his wine bowl with a smile and gently clinked it with Wang Yixing's across from him, making a crisp sound. After Wang Yixing drank it all in one gulp, he suddenly remembered the strange look Ye Dingzhi had given Baili Dongjun just now, and asked curiously, "Brother Ye, do you know that young master?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Dingzhi glanced at Wang Yixing with a hint of doubt. Before he could answer, Wang Yixing continued, "I noticed that when you heard the young master's name, a look of surprise flashed across your face. That look of surprise was not like the exclamation of having heard of a great name for a long time, nor was it like the astonishment of seeing a talented person for the first time. It was more like the astonishment of an unexpected reunion after a long separation." As he spoke, Wang Yixing gently pointed in Ye Dingzhi's direction with his finger.

Ye Dingzhi was secretly surprised. He hadn't expected Wang Yixing to be so meticulous and observant. He smiled faintly and replied, "Brother Wang is not only a master of swordsmanship, but also a good observer of people. I've also heard that there's a rare genius in Wangcheng Mountain who, at only ten years old, has already displayed astonishing talent. I'm sure you came to retrieve the sword for this little brother. But why didn't you come along?"

Wang Yixing's eyes were a little evasive when he heard what Ye Dingzhi said, and then he changed the subject and said: "We are lucky today to have such good wine and such a bright moon, how wonderful!" After that, he picked up the wine bowl again and gestured to Ye Dingzhi.

Then he turned to look at Ye Dingzhi and said, "Brother Ye, let's talk about something else."

Ye Dingzhi thought of his junior uncle who was also the elder of Wangcheng Mountain, so he said, "Why don't we talk about the female celestial master of your Wangcheng Mountain?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yixing's face was instantly filled with surprise. After all, while the deeds of his junior fellow apprentice, Zhao Yuzhen, had long been known throughout the martial arts world, the circumstances surrounding his uncle, Mo Luyi, were relatively unknown. After all, his uncle was known for his mysterious ways, appearing and disappearing without a trace. Even the many disciples of Wangcheng Mountain rarely saw him in person. He himself had only met his uncle a few times. So how could this Ye brother know of his uncle's existence?

Ye Dingzhi looked at Wang Yixing's puzzled eyes and explained slowly, "To be honest, I also have an uncle who happens to be an elder of Wangcheng Mountain."

When Wang Yixing heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he leaned forward slightly involuntarily, asking anxiously, "So, are you a disciple of Junior Master Brother?"

Ye Dingzhi smiled and nodded, and replied, "That's right." After that, he leisurely picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yixing's eyes lit up instantly, his entire being ablaze with excitement. Although he had only met his Junior Master only a handful of times, ever since childhood, he had often heard his master rave about his astonishing talent. It was said that even Yu Zhen was somewhat inferior to him. Therefore, Wang Yixing was filled with deep admiration for this Junior Master.

He couldn't wait to ask, "I've heard that Junior-Master Uncle has an elder brother, but unfortunately I never had the chance to meet him. I didn't expect to have the honor of meeting you, Junior-Master Uncle's disciple, today. I think it's a rare fate! But I don't know where Junior-Master Uncle is at this moment?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Dingzhi shook his head slightly, a trace of helplessness showing on his face. He sighed deeply and said, "I haven't seen my uncle for a long time, so I don't know where she went."

After a brief pause, he seemed to recall something and added, "However, I heard from Master that Master-Uncle likes to travel around the world, curing illnesses and saving lives. She might be busy with free medical treatment somewhere right now."

"Haha, absolutely right! With Junior Master's free-spirited personality, he certainly wouldn't be able to stop for even a moment." Wang Yihang nodded in agreement, his curiosity and yearning for this mysterious Junior Master growing stronger. Thus, the two of them drank heartily and chatted happily, creating a particularly harmonious atmosphere.

Time slipped by, and before they knew it, the night had darkened to a pitch-black pitch. Wang Yixing, already a little tipsy, stood up unsteadily, his steps slightly unsteady.

"I had a very pleasant chat with Brother Ye today. Let's make an appointment another day. I should go back now to avoid worrying my master." He bowed and said goodbye.

"Okay, take care, Brother Wang." Seeing this, Ye Dingzhi quickly stood up to see him off, smiling. He watched Wang and his group walk further and further away until their figures disappeared into the night, then Ye Dingzhi slowly turned around.

At this moment, the pavilion was deserted, with only a bright moon hanging high in the sky. Its light streamed down onto the ground like water, illuminating the entire pavilion as brightly as day. Ye Dingzhi stood there alone, gazing up at the moon, his mind awash with thoughts.

"I wonder what Wenjun is doing right now..." He murmured softly. Though his voice was soft, the longing he felt was so intense. It was as if, through the boundless moonlight, he could see the distant silhouette of his beloved. His gaze gradually softened, and a faint smile unconsciously curled up at the corners of his mouth, expressing his deep attachment and concern for his beloved.