Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

The fireworks spread.

Use last year’s troubles to pave the way for next year’s splendor.

The flames of different colors rushed out from all directions of the capital, like backward rain or bright spring.

By the light.

Xu Xianxian saw a few flakes of white snow falling on Lu Zhiqiu's eyelashes.

She leaned towards Lu Zhiqiu and gently brushed it away with her hand.

Lu Zhiqiu touched his nose, hugged Xu Xianxian, and suddenly asked:

"You haven't finished telling me about the dream you just had."

Xu Xianxian pinched Lu Zhiqiu's face and smiled:

"It's just a dream. Why are you taking it so seriously? It's not real."

"That dream ended here, and then I woke up."

"Otherwise, I really want to see if you will come to grab the bride."

After saying that, Xu Xianxian pretended to be indifferent and glanced away, looking at the fireworks in the distance.

But the rest of the attention was always on Lu Zhiqiu.

Lu Zhiqiu also smiled and was about to speak.

Xu Xianxian suddenly covered her mouth and said:

"It's just a dream, and you took it seriously."

"Take it back. I don't want to hear it."

Lu Zhiqiu was obedient.

The two continued to watch the fireworks side by side.

After a long time, the fireworks began to become sparse, just as no matter how glorious a dynasty is, it will eventually decline, and no matter how deeply in love a couple is, they will inevitably part.

Xu Xianxian looked up at the sky, gently kissed Lu Zhiqiu on the forehead, pressed his shoulders and said:

"Let me discuss something with you."

"I have something urgent to do and need to go see my parents. It will take some time for me to come back. You can stay in this house in the capital for now. You don't need to look for me."

After saying that, Xu Xianxian was about to go downstairs and leave.

Lu Zhiqiu called Xu Xianxian and pointed to the stove and dishes beside him:

"The reunion dinner isn't over yet."

Xu Xianxian paused for a moment.

She continued to walk forward, tightening her clothes, and said with her back to Lu Zhiqiu, lowering her head:

"Forget it. Eating it won't really reunite us anyway."

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The Clouds Open the Way to the King: Chapter 53: New Year's Day in the Capital

New Year's Day.

Lu Zhiqiu woke up alone in his mansion, opened the door, and saw heavy snow.

In the yard, servants took care of things as usual, supporting the operation of the entire Xu Mansion.

"Miss Lu, I wish you a happy new year and all the best."

Butler Zhang, dressed in red, came forward quickly, bowed to Lu Zhiqiu, laughed, and said auspicious words.

The rest of the guards and maids also came forward to congratulate them.

Lu Zhiqiu smiled and returned the greetings to everyone.

She glanced around and suddenly asked:

"Your Miss Xu told me yesterday that she wanted to see her parents about something. Do you know about this?"

Butler Zhang's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled faintly:

"exactly."

"Although I understand that Miss Lu must want to ask me when my young lady will be back, as a servant, it is not appropriate for me to ask about the matters between my young lady and the master."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded to show his understanding.

Butler Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

These people were originally the personal guards left here by the little princess to protect Lu Zhiqiu.

If nothing unexpected happens, I will follow this top poet Miss Lu all the way into the future.

Whether she goes to court, teaches in an academy, or wanders around the world, it's up to Lu Zhiqiu, but they must ensure her safety.

And before that.

They need to calm Lu Zhiqiu down first and not let him know the cruel truth so early.

Lu Zhiqiu stood at the gate of Xu's mansion.

There was a faint noise coming from the distance.

She turned around, shrugged, and said with a smile:

"What are they discussing over there?"

Manager Zhang knew that this incident had caused a huge uproar and that he couldn't hide it, so he could only tell the truth:

"Early this morning, news came from the palace that on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, the little princess would bring this year's annual tribute to the Northern Wolf King's court... and marry."

Do not know why.

Manager Zhang had clearly rehearsed this many times in his mind, but when he actually faced Lu Zhiqiu, he felt as if he was in an ancient ice field, with a chill blowing in his face.

Even finishing these words made him tremble all over.

Lu Zhiqiu didn't react excessively, he just said:

"On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, you don't even have time for the Lantern Festival for the little princess?"

"Is it the Emperor who is anxious, or the Northern Wolf King Court?"

Butler Zhang didn't say anything.

In fact, he also wanted to curse who was pushing this thing so hard that he didn't even leave the little princess time to celebrate the Lantern Festival.

Observed these days.

She found that when the little princess stayed with Miss Lu, her face was always filled with a smile she had never seen before.

He also wanted the two of them to stay together for a long time.

Just...sigh.

Lu Zhiqiu did not embarrass Steward Zhang, but simply waved his hand and said:

"There are New Year's goods in the house. If you want to eat, take them. It's New Year's Day, so don't work. The yard isn't dirty anyway."

"I'm going out for a walk to see the capital on New Year's Day."

Lu Zhiqiu looked relaxed and natural, just like the young master of the house.

Lu Zhiqiu looked calm.

Butler Zhang opened his mouth, but in the end he did not dissuade him. He just smiled and told Lu Zhiqiu to go home early.

go home?

Lu Zhiqiu sighed silently in his heart.

Without people, there is no home.

Walking in the street.

Lu Zhiqiu could hear discussions about the little princess's marriage everywhere.

After all, the Chinese New Year is a time for people to visit relatives and friends and get together to chat.

The royal family has brought us such important topics to talk about, it would be unreasonable for everyone not to discuss it.

"Isn't the little princess a rising star in our Dayan Dynasty? I heard she's extremely talented, so why is she even being sent as a marriage partner?"

"Yes, yes. I've heard before that she was born with the luck of the last five hundred years of the dynasty. Her father is so corrupt that he doesn't cherish it."

"Alas, although for protection, the little princess has never appeared in public, but no matter what her appearance or talent is, she is a woman from the Central Plains. How can she endure such humiliation?"

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Almost one-sided.

Everyone felt sorry for the little princess and also felt disgusted with the emperor who sold his daughter to seek peace.

When Lu Zhiqiu, the top poet, walked on the street, no one came up to talk to him.

After all, the news released by the royal family was too explosive.

The poetry meeting held every ten years is indeed grand, but it is insignificant compared to this unprecedented case of marriage between two foreign states in Dayan.

Of course Lu Zhiqiu wouldn't care about these things.

She walked around silently, expressionless.

But if there were a martial arts master here, he would find that the true energy in her body was extremely violent, like volcanic magma that was about to erupt.

Lu Zhiqiu walked and walked.

Suddenly, someone called her and led her quickly into a nearby alley.

It was a strange man.

Walk into the alley.

Lu Zhiqiu stopped and looked at him puzzledly, not knowing what this man was going to do.

The man quickly explained:

"I'm the young man with the folding fan who had a little friction with the girl in Meiyuezhai that day."

Lu Zhiqiu suddenly realized.

That day, it was because of the pressure from a masked man holding a folding fan that she wrote a poem in Meiyuezhai.

However, this man was quite courageous. He directly criticized the court and attacked Beilang, so later on, she had a good impression of him.

The man took a deep breath and continued to explain:

"My name is Sun Ying, and I'm the Young Master of the Meiyue Sect. I was at the Central Plains Poetry Contest at Yujing Tower last night, and I was there on the ninth floor. That's why I recognized you at first sight."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded.

She was in Meiyuezhai at the time and realized that this person actually had first-class martial arts skills. She didn't expect that he was the young master of the Meiyue Sect.

The man named Sun Ying paused and continued:

"Some time ago, the person who followed Miss Lu closely, do you know who it was?"

Lu Zhiqiu nodded and said:

"I know, Xu Xianxian, the little princess of the Dayan Dynasty."

Sun Ying pursed her lips and sighed:

"I knew Miss Lu was very smart and should be able to guess her identity."