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Chapter 143: Leaving Without Saying Goodbye

"Pavilion Master, I'm sorry that I made such an immature decision, and I hope you won't mind it.

Master left, and I was in a mess all the time. I was in a bad mood and couldn't get excited about anything. I wanted to find something to numb myself, but I found that I was wrong.

Everywhere in this huge Star Reaching Pavilion is Master's shadow. I can no longer live in the Star Reaching Pavilion with a normal heart. If I don't leave, my Taoist heart may become unstable and my Taoist foundation may collapse.

Pavilion Master, there is no need to explore where I have gone. In fact, I have not even thought about it myself. I may travel around the world like other brothers and sisters, or I may follow the footsteps of my master and set off for the upper world.

Master once said something to me. She said that in one's life, there will always be times of reckless madness. I think I am going through this stage now."

Seeing this, Ye Qing probably understood what Du Nian was thinking, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, his expression becoming more solemn.

"Although I had expected it, I didn't expect to leave so soon..."

Ever since Shi Huaiyu left Star Reaching Pavilion and headed for the upper world, Ye Qing had always felt that something was wrong with Du Nian, and also guessed that he would leave.

But these are troubled times, and the lack of a strong man in the Martial Saint Realm will have a huge chain reaction.

"Well, if I force you to stay, it might be counterproductive. I hope you can find your true heart."

To be honest, Ye Qing didn't know Du Nian very well. He only felt a little sorry for his departure, but didn't have any deep feelings. But then, a fiery red feather suddenly slipped from Du Nian's letter.

, which instantly shocked Ye Qing.

Ye Qing picked up the feather and could still detect Huang Sisi's aura remaining on it. After injecting spiritual power into the feather, Huang Sisi's voice instantly sounded in Ye Qing's ears.

"Master has left, and the Star Reaching Pavilion is deserted now. It's so boring. I'm leaving, just to travel and practice. It can only take a few months, or a few years at the latest. It won't take too long.

Actually, I have had this idea for a long time. I originally wanted to wait until I get married to you before leaving. However, I don’t really want to attend that kind of occasion. Being stared at by so many people makes me feel awkward. So Ye Qing, you owe me

I have a status, remember to compensate me next time we meet.

Oh, by the way, don't come to me. If I see you, I won't be able to leave at all. I want to look around, walk around, and find my own way. In this way, I will be worthy of my teacher.

The teachings of respect.

Don’t miss me too much.”

Ye Qingru was hit hard, staggered and almost fell down.

Listening to Huang Sisi's brisk tone, Ye Qing felt extremely depressed.

He couldn't understand Huang Sisi's behavior, but he didn't want to ask too many questions.

After all, she is a living person, she has her own thoughts and ideas, and it is impossible for Ye Qing to stay with her all his life.

"Now I am the only one left in this huge Star Reaching Pavilion."

With a thought in his mind, Liulijing's inner fire spurted out and burned the letter paper and the phoenix feathers. Ye Qing sat alone on the stargazing platform and suddenly wanted to get drunk.

So, Ye Qing swallowed the wine glasses one after another. However, despite this, Ye Qing became more and more sober and his mood became worse and worse.

In the end, Ye Qing simply locked himself in Shi Huaiyu's wine cellar. Until the next morning, Ye Qing looked out the window and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"No matter how bad the wine is, you won't get drunk even if you drink it."

Ye Qing stood up and pushed the door open to leave. He stopped after walking out of the Star Reaching Pavilion.

"Broken place, never come back!"

...

Half an hour later, the palace.

In the court hall, Qin Mengxue looked at everyone, showing off the empress' manner, and said calmly: "Is everyone here?"

"Well...Your Majesty, Ye Qing hasn't arrived yet."

"Do you know where they went?"

Qin Mengxue looked unmoved on the surface, but actually she had already scolded Ye Qing bloody in her heart.

You're actually late for such an important day? Are you crazy?

"We don't know yet, but we have sent someone to Zhaixing Pavilion to invite him."

"No need."

At the right time, a figure walked slowly outside the Tai Chi Hall, but they saw Ye Qing dressed in white clothes that looked like snow, not stained by the dust, his clothes were fluttering, and there was no wind. Overall, he looked very coquettish.

But Qin Mengxue just fell for this, staring straight at Ye Qing, feeling secretly happy in her heart.

"Your Majesty, Ye Qing, pays homage to your Majesty."

"Excuse me, since everyone is here, Minister of the Ministry of Personnel."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Minister of Civil Affairs nodded, turned around, looked at the people in the Tai Chi Hall, and suddenly his face turned red.

I have no choice but to do it in the arena. Why don't you, the majestic empress, make such a fool of yourself when choosing an emperor's husband?

At first, when the Minister of Civil Affairs learned that all candidates would take part in the test and that he would be the host, he wanted to refuse.

The choice of the royal wife is the foundation of a country, how can it be such a child's play? Background, power, and status are all important factors that affect the final decision. However, Qin Mengxue made her marriage look like a competition to recruit a bride, which really made the minister of the Ministry of Personnel angry.

The situation was so serious that the Minister of Civil Affairs repeatedly advised him, hoping to change the approach, but Qin Mengxue's attitude remained firm.

"I have the final say on how to choose my husband, and who I choose. I don't need you to wait and comment!"

Seeing that Qin Mengxue's attitude was so tough, the Minister of Civil Affairs had no choice but to compromise. With a red face, he cleared his throat and said: "Your Majesty has a purpose. If you want to become the emperor's wife, you need to pass three competitions. Only those who pass the test will be selected."

Only then can you become a candidate.”

"This...how can it be such a child's play?"

Not only the Minister of Civil Affairs, but also the King of Wu, King Zhi and others felt as if they were joking after hearing this. But Ye Qing stood there calmly, closing his eyes and meditating like an old monk in meditation.

"Well...these three competitions are divided into martial arts test, literary test and national policy test. The winner of two will be able to get married to His Majesty."

After the Minister of Staff suppressed his shyness and finished the task assigned to him by Qin Mengxue, he quickly stood back among the team, with his head lowered and seemed to be muttering something. Listen carefully and you will see what the Minister of Staff is saying.

"Can't see me...can't see me!"

It’s so embarrassing!

He has been an official for more than thirty years, but he has never seen such a trivial national event. In front of the envoys from the four countries, he has simply made a fool of himself.

"You guys want to laugh, but you don't have to hold it back. This is my life-long event. I don't want to stick to the rules, so I made some fooling around. But the intention is always good. If you have any dissatisfaction, just speak up and I won't blame you."

"Your Majesty has a free and easy temperament, which I admire!" King Zhi flattered him just right, and Wang Chang beside him quickly agreed.

On the other hand, Ye Qing and King Wu had expressions that showed they had seen through the truth a long time ago, and they were extremely calm.


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