Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 811 Extra Couple
It was drizzling and the sky was grey.

Gu Xu stood in the corridor of Changchun Garden, his eyes passing through the carved window sills and falling into the study.

Lu Shiyao sat upright at the desk, holding the pen with slender fingers, concentrating on practicing calligraphy.

She was wearing a plain white long dress with her sleeves hanging down lightly, like a lotus just blooming.

Her black hair was tied up high, with a few strands hanging on her cheeks. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her eyes were like clear autumn water.

The drizzle turned the entire world into a long scroll of ink painting.

And she is just like a fairy in a painting, with a graceful figure and a beautiful scenery in her own right.

Only when she gently put down her pen did he move and appear behind her quietly like a shadow.

Lu Shiyao, who had just stood up from her chair, unexpectedly bumped into his arms.

She was slightly startled, then looked up at him with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

At this moment, she was like a white butterfly that had strayed into a spider web, light, fragile and pitiful.

"Sir, why are you here?"

"This is my home, can't I come?" Gu Xu said in a light tone with a slight smile on his lips.

As he spoke, his gaze fell on her desk. He paused for a moment, and a meaningful smile appeared in his eyes.

"The handwriting is very good." He praised sincerely.

Hearing him say this, Lu Shiyao lowered her head slightly, and a faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

The name written on the paper was Gu Xu's.

The handwriting is neat, over and over again.

That was not the small calligraphy with flower hairpins that she was always good at.

It is a kind of running script with a completely different style, like flowing water.

"I still can't write the charm of the young master..."

She murmured softly, burying her head gently in his shoulder, not daring to look up at his expression.

Gu Xu chuckled, hugged her, sat on the chair she had just sat on, and felt the remaining warmth on the chair.

"I'll teach you how to write."

He was behind her, she was writing, and he was holding her hand, with his palm against the back of her hand.

The pen tip fell on the paper and moved slowly.

What was written was her name - Lu Shiyao.

At this moment, Lu Shiyao's thoughts were a little dazed.

She seemed to see another self, standing alone on the vast snowfield, wearing plain white clothes, smiling at her across the distant time.

"Shiyao, I have an idea recently." After a brief silence, Gu Xu spoke again.

"What, sir?"

"I see you've been quite bored in the palace lately, why don't we go out for a walk together!"

"Actually, it's not boring." As soon as Gu Xu finished speaking, Lu Shiyao spoke hastily, as if she was trying to explain something, "Now I write poems, draw pictures, and practice calligraphy every day. I can see you whenever I want... I have never been so happy--"

"——I know what you are thinking."

Gu Xu stretched out a finger and gently touched her pale lips, stopping her from saying anything.

"You must really want me to go out with you, but you are afraid of causing trouble for me, delaying my practice, affecting government affairs, and other ladies will have opinions.

"But you don't need to worry about everything when you are with me. Don't always put me first and put yourself in a difficult position." If even my woman can't do what she wants, then I, a ninth-level strongman, am useless.

Lu Shiyao was silent for a moment, and finally lowered her eyes and said softly: "Young Master really understands me."

Gu Xu smiled and kissed her earlobe, making her cheeks blush shyly again.

He knew that Lu Shiyao, as the concubine daughter of the Lu family, had grown up in a cold and indifferent environment. She had long been accustomed to being a "sensible child", suppressing her true thoughts and putting others first in everything.

But now, she is his wife and one of the most noble women in the wilderness.

She doesn't need to endure and restrain herself anymore.

He just wants her to be herself.

"How about we not use our cultivation when we go out this time?" Gu Xu continued to suggest, "Just treat us as a mortal couple and walk around the city."

"Okay." Lu Shiyao smiled and nodded slightly.

When she was a child, she stayed in the Lu family mansion all year round. Occasionally, she would go out for a walk in Qingzhou City. Her feet were sore and tired, but her heart was full of joy.

Later, with the power of a saint, he could travel thousands of miles in a single thought, but no matter how far he went, it was difficult to find the pure happiness of his childhood.

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The next morning.

When Gu Xu woke up in his bedroom, Lu Shiyao in his arms was nowhere to be seen.

He turned his head and saw her not far from the bed, with her head down and concentrating on rummaging through a wooden box.

As if she noticed Gu Xu's gaze, she raised her head, smiled faintly, and explained softly: "Since Master has agreed not to use his cultivation when he goes out today, then he naturally cannot use the power of Taoism to conjure up clothes and luggage out of thin air, nor can he use 'Xianyunju'.

"I saw that you had nothing in your hands, so I thought of packing some things for you."

Gu Xu looked and saw that the box contained several of the clothes he usually wore. She had carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on them, folded them neatly, and placed them inside together with several of her white dresses.

Looking at her clothes, belt, shoes and socks passing through her hands one by one, an indescribable emotion suddenly surged in her heart.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" Seeing that Gu Xu remained silent for a long time, Lu Shiyao called him softly again.

Gu Xu listened to her question and spoke thoughtfully: "I've been used to being an omnipotent practitioner, and I seem to have forgotten what it feels like to be a mortal. Looking at you today, I suddenly felt something... I seem to have improved my control over the power of incense."

"Young Master is indeed extremely talented," Lu Shiyao said with a smile, "I have been with you day and night, and I thought we were already very familiar with each other, but I didn't expect that you could actually give you an epiphany."

After that, she paused and continued:
"I also brought a few books, in case you get bored; and some of your favorite dry snacks - green plum cakes and osmanthus cakes, I packed some and put them on top to prevent them from getting crushed.

The temperature outside the city is low at night, and I also brought a fox fur coat in case you catch a cold.

By the way, I also brought an umbrella. The weather changes so quickly in this season, and it always rains suddenly..."

She spoke softly and rambling for a long time, carefully considering all the situations they might encounter after their trip.

As Gu Xu listened, he felt more and more that he seemed to have really forgotten how to be a mortal.

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In the early morning mist, the two men carried wooden boxes and walked out of the palace side by side, heading towards the gate of Changchun Garden.

The lake in the park is like a mirror, with ripples forming in the morning breeze.

Willow trees hang low by the lake, their branches wet with dew.

Several pavilions and towers are hidden in the mist, with red walls and golden tiles, contrasting beautifully with the lake view.

On the other side of the lake, Zhao Yan also got up early.

She held a spear in her hand, her red skirt fluttering, shining brightly in the morning light like a burning flame.

Seeing Gu Xu and Lu Shiyao walking side by side from afar, she couldn't help but sigh softly. The sigh was long and dissipated into the mist on the lake with the wind.