Misty Rain of the Old Times

Tens of thousands of lanterns rose into the sky, some red, some yellow, some white, some pink..., hanging high in the sky, colorful, like a dense starry sky, illuminating the night sky, and shining with the bright moon, like a dream, dazzling and fascinating.

Everywhere in the capital, people could see it. Countless people looked in that direction, oblivious to what was going on. They were moved, horrified, intoxicated, dumbfounded, and stunned...

Inside the Jiang Palace, Zhou Hong, who was confined to reflect, gazed at the myriad lights in the distant night sky and asked in amazement, "Who did this? Mr. Liang, Mr. Fu... can you do this?"

He is surrounded by several innate masters. It is natural that he needs to get together often to deepen his friendship with these capable assistants. Although he is a prince, every innate master is proud. If he alienates and neglects them, they can leave at any time if they are unhappy.

Among them was the man who ran to stop Chen Xuan and compared him to a toad that day. His surname was Liang. There was also the black-clad swordsman who caused trouble in Qingquan Temple not long ago. He was secretly bribed by King Jiang at a high price. His surname was Fu. The other few people were not ordinary people either.

After hearing this, they looked at each other and then at the distant night sky again. Liang Jing shook his head and said, "Your Highness thinks too highly of me. This kind of method is beyond my ability. I don't even understand it. How can I do it?"

He did not hide the gap between himself and the person who did such a thing. In the martial arts world, if you are good at it, you are good at it, and if you are not good at it, you are not good at it. Bragging will only make you a laughing stock. People should know themselves.

Nodding, Prince Jiang asked again, "Mr. Fu, what about you?"

"Your Highness, you are joking. We can't even compare to him." The others looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

Fu Yuan, the black-clad swordsman with a surging sword intent, pondered that day, "I also possess similar techniques, but they only resonate and pull the sword within a certain range. Right now, in my perception, the person who did this seems to be able to control everything. I'm far from that. To be able to do this with such ease over such a large area is simply appalling."

Exhaling lightly, Prince Jiang's eyes flickered as he said, "Mr. Fu, why are you being so modest? Your abilities are obvious to all. You are no less capable than anyone else. It's just that you have different strengths."

He is a smart man who speaks with discretion and will not say anything that will chill the hearts of those around him just because of what others do.

Anyway, Fu Heng was very pleased with this attitude, and he said with a bow: "Your Majesty, I am as capable as a firefly to you as the bright moon."

"Sir, you are my honored guest. Why do you keep saying 'subordinate'?" Prince Jiang waved his hand, always taking care of the mentality and emotions of those around him. He then said, "What do you think? If I find out who did this, could I invite them to work with me?"

"This... We are just rough people and I am afraid it is difficult for us to share the worries of the prince," Liang Jing and others apologized.

A group of martial artists are good at killing people, but forget about giving advice and plotting.

"I'll try to find out more about him later and make some plans. I must make friends with such a great person if I have the chance." Prince Jiang did not force it. If he wanted to do something big, he would naturally not miss any opportunity to enhance his power.

They were too far away from there and could not accurately determine the direction, so they could only make long-term plans later.

Xiao Ming was in the middle, and Gao Jingming, who was writing by the window, stopped thinking and looked up at the distant night sky. They were amazed at the wonderful sight over there, and then felt a little strange in their hearts.

If he remembered correctly, that direction seemed to be Mirror Lake, and above Mirror Lake was the little princess's floating villa. The key point was that the little princess was turning eighteen today, and Chen Xuan had said that he and the little princess were friends.

"A Xuan slipped out early this morning. Could it be that he created this strange phenomenon to please the little princess?"

If only they hadn't grown up together, he would have guessed it right.

He hissed inwardly at the thought. If it was really Ah Xuan who did it, wouldn't the noise be a bit too much? The key point was, Ah Xuan already had such a method? Then, were those things he said before not just bragging?

Gao Jingming only has acquired cultivation now, and doesn't know much about innate methods, but he has read so many books and it is not difficult for him to guess how advanced these methods are indirectly.

"A Xuan, it's not that I don't believe you, the problem is that you are only eighteen years old. We grew up together and spent every day together. How can I believe you?" Gao Jingming felt a little confused. His cognition was shaky and showed signs of collapse.

When he thought of Chen Xuan's casual manner of speaking, he really couldn't associate Chen Xuan with the word "master".

Inside an inn west of the city, Zhang Yu opened the window and gazed at the night sky. He then leaped onto the rooftop and exclaimed in shock, "Whose handiwork is this? It's incredible! If I had such means, I would have been able to beat that guy to a pulp, right? It's a shame such a master had such a refined interest, but I didn't dare disturb him. Otherwise, he'd kill me and I'd have nowhere to cry."

In a luxurious manor in the south of the city, Zheng Wanqian looked at the night with her hands cupped in her hands, her face dazed, and murmured: "What is the purpose of this action? Is it for a smile from my beloved? If anyone can do this with me, thousands of lights and candles will dance together, and even if Xu Jun dies in this life, it will be worth it."

"Brother Jin, what do you think of this move?" Inside the embassy, ​​King Luo of Rong State said with a moved expression.

It is called an embassy just to make it sound nice. In fact, it is a hostage house. If the two countries become enemies, the people here will be the first to suffer.

The two-headed brothers who share the same body behind him are named Jin, and their names are Jin Jian and Jin Cui respectively. Together, they mean that the two brothers are invincible.

Hearing this, the short-haired Jin Jian shook his head and said, "I admire the mountains so high that I cannot look directly at them."

"The truth is revealed in the details. We two brothers can't catch up with such tactics even if we try our best," Jin Cui said thoughtfully, shaking his braid.

Jin Jian turned his head and glared at me, "Second brother, can you be a little more gentle? Your braid hit me in the face. Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!"

"You are the second brother. I asked mother, my head came out first, so you are the second brother. You want to hit me? Come on, who's afraid of who?" Jin Cui turned around and retorted. "You are talking nonsense. It's obvious that my head came out first, so you are the younger brother. I will hit you to death." Jin Jian was unhappy and turned his head to hit Jin Cui's head.

We share the same body, and if we hit someone, we will suffer. But it’s different with the head, and it’s the other person who will get hurt.

He let the two of them bang their heads together and make a lot of noise. Having seen this kind of thing many times, King Luo did not try to persuade them. They would soon calm down. He just looked in that direction and felt in his heart that Jing Country was really full of talented people. The person who did such a thing must have reached the threshold of the Grandmaster realm, right?
The Beijing Forbidden Martial Arts Department was the first to notice the chaos over there. Who was causing trouble?

On the way back to the palace, the old emperor lifted the curtain of his car and looked in that direction. He remained calm on the surface, but was quite surprised in his heart. This was something that the kid could do, but did he already have such means?

"You rascal, you have great abilities, but you don't use them in the right way. You use them to coax girls. It's simply unreasonable. Which girl can withstand such flattery?" The old emperor became more and more irritated as he thought about it. His heart was bleeding. It was as if he had seen his own little cabbage about to be taken advantage of by a pig. He wanted to go to the door with a knife on the spot.

He managed to hold it back with great difficulty. After all, it was his daughter's birthday, so he should let them have some fun. Although that boy was a bit unreasonable, he knew his limits.

The accompanying prince hesitated and said, "Father, that seems to be the direction of my younger sister's villa."

"Need I tell you? Pass the order down, ignore it and pretend nothing happened," the old emperor said unhappily, pulling down the curtains so that out of sight, out of mind.

Father is furious, but also a little aggrieved? Is he helping to clean up the mess?
'My younger sister disappeared for no apparent reason, and not long after, this situation occurred in her villa. Coupled with my father's reaction, it seems that there are many things I don't know.' With a flash of thought, the prince simply pretended to be stupid. For him, it was better to have less trouble than more.

The old emperor couldn't help but have that thought in his mind again at this moment. The methods that boy has shown now are already extraordinary. Is it possible for him to protect little Fuyao?

"Ask after returning to the palace." The old emperor felt it necessary to listen to that person's opinion. If he nodded in agreement, he would be able to put his mind at ease.

If what he wished for came true, the old emperor felt that it was time to take some time to have a good chat with that kid so that he wouldn't make a fool of himself.

At his age, he has experienced a lot and can guess the general idea of ​​many things without thinking. Not long after Xiao Fuyao disappeared, such a commotion occurred over there. Who else could it be except the two of them?

Young people like to mess around with useless things, but that’s what youth is like. Otherwise, how can they still be called young people?

It's wonderful to be young. I was young once too. Those days under the moonlight and flowers are still vivid in my mind. I once promised to conquer the world, but I was unable to fulfill my promise while in the palace. My youth has faded, but my beauty is gone. I will always have regrets...

It must be said that tens of thousands of lanterns were launched into the sky within a radius of ten miles. It was magnificent and beautiful, needless to say, but it also caused quite a stir.

Think about it, late at night, a family is sitting and chatting happily, or a few good friends are drinking and having fun, or they are drinking and singing in a brothel, but the lantern flies away and it becomes dark. What a shame!

"Who the hell is that? He even stole the lanterns. Is he still a human being?"

"Why is it suddenly dark? Is there an assassin? Turn on the lights!"

"I'm writing an article, and the paper is all messed up."

"Oh my beauty, there you are. The lights suddenly go out. Is this some kind of fun? Hehe, I like it. Don't run, little darling. I'm coming."

"Boss, stop messing around. Look at the sky outside. Put on your pants..."

On the floating island, Chen Xuan raised his hands in the air. Countless lanterns were hanging in the air around him. It seemed as if he was in a galaxy, full of colorful lights, which made the entire floating island look magnificent.

He looked at the intoxicated little princess and smiled, "Tingfeng, are you satisfied with this birthday gift? It's the center of everyone's attention, attracting everyone to celebrate your birthday. I hope it doesn't disappoint you."

Surrounded by dim lights, like a moon surrounded by stars, the little princess was a little intoxicated. Her heart was surging, no longer calm, as if a wave was about to surge out. She slowly turned her body and looked around, and finally her eyes fixed on Chen Xuan. She pursed her lips, tilted her head slightly, and smiled softly, "I'm more than satisfied, it's very beautiful. It's like a dream. This night will be unforgettable. Thank you, Chen Xuan."

The person she thanked was Chen Xuan, not her good friend Taohua Gongzi whom she had known for many years. Only she knew the difference.

The lights illuminated her face, which was like the spirit of heaven and earth. Chen Xuan blurted out: "Although the lights are beautiful, they are not as beautiful as you."

Upon hearing this, the little princess's breathing stopped and she suddenly had an urge to run, but she couldn't move a step, and she had nowhere to escape since she was on a floating island high in the sky.

She suppressed her surging heartbeat, her cheeks slightly red as she chuckled and glared at him, "You're such a snob, tell me, Chen Xuan, do you usually trick girls like this?"

Ah, what did I say, you stupid guy, did you get my consent?
Facing her burning gaze, Chen Xuan looked straight at her, stiffened his neck and said proudly: "You are worthy of being my fox friend for many years, you understand me, yes, you are right, this is how I usually coax girls."

Believing your lies, she snorted in disgust: "I knew you were not a serious person, very bad."

...(End of chapter)