bayedsolid Chapter 161 A Beauty Hard to Find Again
Chapter 161 A Beauty Hard to Find Again
At the end of the main hall, on the golden steps, the screen set up for the wedding of Luo Sifan and Yu Lishuang still stands. The mimosa tree is still there, but in the blink of an eye, only Luo Sifan is left, walking alone in melancholy, standing under the mimosa tree in a daze.
Yu Zhihua and Jiao Chenzhou led the Yaotai Sect members to escort the guests out of the hall one by one and remove the corpses. Yu Lishuang's lingering influence was still strong, and the guests from the Western Kingdom, seeing no sign of their own sect, and the elders of the dynasty who came, obediently followed orders and left completely in less than a quarter of an hour.
Yu Yaoxiang stole a few glances at Luo Sifan's back, gritted her teeth, and finally followed the third princess of the Yun family, leaving the Yaotai Sect where they had cultivated for a thousand years.
Du Xinglie gave Yu Xinlian, who was sitting slumped on the golden steps, several winks, but Yu Xinlian seemed not to notice. She didn't even care about the whereabouts of her disciples.
Urged on by Yu Zhihua, Du Xinglie had no choice but to follow the crowd and leave indignantly, still wondering why his ancestor hadn't made any move today.
Once everyone had left, the entire hall became extremely deserted. Yu Zhihua and the others closed the hall door, and the sounds from outside could hardly reach the hall anymore.
"Luo Sifan!"
Yu Xinlian remained silent for a long time, then propped herself up on the golden steps and looked up at Luo Sifan, who seemed preoccupied.
Luo Sifan turned his head and looked at her indifferently, without any particular thoughts in his mind.
"Ancestor of the Du family, have they... come here?"
Yu Xinlian's expression was somewhat strange. Despite being the sect leader for hundreds of years, her voice trembled like that of a delicate woman.
Although the palace doors were tightly closed and the power of the Lotus Treasure was constantly blocked from the outside, the Jade Heart Lotus still sensed some of the astonishing commotion outside the palace.
Luo Sifan didn't think much of it and casually replied:
"You must have been here before. There were too many people and it was too far away. I didn't notice your Du family patriarch."
Yu Xinlian thought to herself, "Just as I thought," and looked at Luo Sifan with a hint of apology in her eyes.
“Luo Sifan, you should know that I do not agree with what the Du family patriarch and the others have done…”
As Yu Xinlian spoke, her face darkened. Recalling the past, she looked at Luo Sifan with surging emotions. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to bring up the past, but did not know where to begin.
Luo Sifan watched this unfold, a slight sigh escaping his lips. Ultimately, Yu Xinlian was no longer the one who had captivated him on the snowy cliffs, listening to his flute music. And he, too, had changed far more than the alchemist Luo Sifan of two hundred years ago.
"None of these things matter anymore."
Luo Sifan sighed dejectedly, truly lacking the interest to say more. His mind was now filled with thoughts of Yu Lishuang, who had vanished without a trace.
Yu Xinlian's expression changed slightly. From Luo Sifan's tone, she deduced that her ancestor's outcome seemed somewhat ominous.
But what chilled her to the bone was Luo Sifan's attitude towards her. It wasn't even a matter of disdain; he seemed completely lost and disoriented, as if nothing concerned her anymore.
A thousand thoughts surged into her mind, but she ultimately suppressed them one by one.
As her expression turned cold, Yu Xinlian became resolute. She swayed as she stood up, supporting herself with her hand, and stepped down the golden steps.
Luo Sifan glanced at her, assuming she had something to do and left, and did not stop her.
As the palace doors opened and closed, Yu Xinlian walked away, and Luo Sifan paced alone in front of the screen, growing increasingly anxious as he waited for Cai Feng'er to finish her business.
It wasn't until the sun sank below the clouds that the sound of the palace doors opening startled Luo Sifan from his reverie.
"Cai Feng'er!"
Luo Sifan called out immediately, full of anticipation.
The creature that darted through the crack in the door was indeed a small butterfly-like being with fluttering wings.
She flew closer, her face serious.
Luo Sifan pondered for a long time, and when he saw Cai Feng'er's expression, his heart skipped a beat, which confirmed his bad imagination.
"Caifeng'er, where is Yu Lishuang? Take me to see her!"
Luo Sifan anxiously approached Cai Feng'er and urged her loudly.
"Come with me!"
Cai Feng'er glanced deeply at the pendant around Luo Sifan's neck, said something expressionlessly, and then turned and flew ahead.
Luo Sifan was anxious but helpless, so he could only follow closely behind Cai Feng'er, suppressing his temper and slowly walking forward.
Inside Yaotai Palace, it was several times quieter than usual. Due to this major change, at least half of the disciples in the sect were gone. Apart from the disciples on duty in various courtyards, including Yu Zhihua and others, they were probably busy comforting the disciples who remained in the sect.
Without the light of the Lotus Treasure Moon, even the night on Fairy Peak was much dimmer.
Leaving the palace, ascending the mountain, and walking along the Path to Immortality, no one stopped Luo Sifan and his companion along the way.
The disciples of Yaotai Sect, upon seeing Luo Sifan from afar, obediently hid. They were quite frightened by what they had heard and seen that day, whether it was slaying the dragon or easily defeating the elders of the Western Kingdom.
Although Luo Sifan did not make a clear move, in the eyes of the disciples, he was already regarded as a highly skilled master who kept his abilities hidden.
In the blink of an eye, they reached the summit. There wasn't a soul in the Spring Garden. Luo Sifan wandered through it, filled with emotion.
On what should have been his wedding night, he was like a headless fly, unable to even find his wife.
"hurry up!"
Cai Feng'er, who was ahead, heard him slow down and look around, and urged him in a cold voice.
Luo Sifan followed Cai Feng'er to the detached palace on the rocky cliff.
"Young Miss, she left behind quite a few things and said she wanted you to take a look!"
Cai Feng'er led Luo Sifan through the unfamiliar palace, stopping at a strange room and giving him a few instructions.
The door was ajar, and no one seemed to be there.
Luo Sifan asked Cai Feng'er in surprise:
"Where is your young lady? Can I see her here?"
Cai Feng'er's eyes reddened slightly. She uttered a harsh remark and then flew away.
"The young lady is unpredictable and incredibly powerful. How would I know if she'd come or not? That's all she told me! Take it or leave it!"
Luo Sifan kindly inquired, only to be met with a rebuff from Cai Feng'er. He shook his head helplessly and pushed open the door to enter.
The room was dim and plain, as if no one had been there for a long time; even the pearl on the ceiling looked ancient.
This place resembles a study, with rows of stone shelves carved out of the rock wall, displaying some scrolls and jade tablets.
Luo Sifan strolled over, her heart inexplicably pounding with excitement.
As expected, the scrolls were indeed written by Yu Lishuang, one volume after another, each a recollection and a thought from her own handwriting.
The paper and ink were extraordinary, recording Yu Lishuang's thoughts and ideas from ten thousand years ago, from her birth from the lotus treasure to her growth and eventual conquest of the Western Kingdom and the world of Yunzhou. All of these were meticulously presented to Luo Sifan.
Luo Sifan sat down at the desk, turned on the jade lamp, and began to read the books and volumes with great interest.
For a moment, they forgot their important task of finding Yu Lishuang.
Since Yu Lishuang arranged for him to come here, she must have wanted to use these old notes to tell him some important things that she didn't want to say in person.
As Luo Sifan delved deeper into the text, his facial expressions shifted between worry and joy, and the image of Yu Lishuang that he conjured in his mind became increasingly concrete and vivid.
Besides being spoiled and willful, Yu Lishuang is also sentimental and has had a bumpy road, which makes her so adorable.