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Chapter 463: A Warm Dream
Yongzhou, Changming.

The streets were full of carts and horses carrying stones and wood, and porters and strong men carrying materials for building houses. Countless houses were torn down and rebuilt. The aftermath of the Changming War was still affecting the capital of the Great Zhou.
That massive attack by foreign races also had an impact on the East Palace. Because the Lingshan Dragon Pond Formation was not activated, a cannonball landed accurately on the beam of the East Palace's main hall, causing the beam to collapse and fall, smashing the chair that Fang Tang often sat on.

Fortunately, the princess of the empire has evolved into the emperor, and Fang Tang has moved his office to the Changming Palace.

This new king has been a bit busy lately.

Since going south and meeting Xie Lingwan, Fang Tang has received more and more memorials. As for the reason for doing so... maybe she wants to use this method to show that she has no intention of usurping the throne, or maybe she thinks it is more convincing for the emperor to come forward to guarantee her, but in the opinion of Fang Weihan, who knows Xie Lingwan better, it may not be the case.

Wanwan is very lazy, and she probably pushed some of the complicated and tedious things that she was too lazy to do to onto others.

For example, like now.

"boom!"

The little queen slapped the table, her pretty face flushed, and she trembled with anger.

Fang Weihan, who was handling official business nearby, came over curiously and heard her mumbling angrily:

"Why is the document of the Ninth Rank Lower Usher impeaching the Ninth Rank Upper Boss Li Zhishu here with me! Where is their chief officer? Let me see which state this document came from... Oh, Yangzhou... Who is the bastard who is the governor of Yangzhou?"

Fang Tang was silent for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the Governor of Yangzhou seemed to be concurrently held by Prime Minister Xie Lingwan.

"Xie Lingwan!" Fang Tang was so angry that he threw his brush and looked like he was going to quit. "Two of her subordinates had a quarrel, and they reported it to me. What is she doing for a living?"

"What does she think of me? A maidservant who is only responsible for handling her troubles?"

Fang Weihan lost his curiosity and was about to go back to work quietly when the Mingyue Talisman vibrated.

Wen Zhexue: "Xiaohan, do you still remember my master?"

Fang Weihan: "Of course I remember. After all, I was once a registered disciple of Master. What's wrong, Senior Sister?"

After a while, Wen Zhexue sent a reply.

Wen Zhexue: "It's okay. I was wondering whether I should secretly add your name to the sect's roster without Master's knowledge."

Fang Weihan: "...Let's not do this. At least we need to get his consent."

Wen Zhexue: "Well, forget it then."

Fang Weihan put down the Mingyue Talisman, and somehow he felt something was strange.

My senior sister is not the kind of person who likes to chat on weekdays. Most of her messages are about caring about herself, and she rarely shares things like this without any context.

After a moment's silence, Fang Weihan continued:

"The journey to Tianshan is long, and it takes time to prepare for the trip. If there is anything, please contact me in advance."

Another while passed.

Wen Zhexue: "Well, if there is anything, I will tell Xiaohan in advance."

Fang Weihan still felt a little strange when reading this sentence.

Did you really listen to me, Senior Sister?
Fang Tang became unhappy when he was there in silent thought.

Can't you see she's angry? Why didn't the teacher say a word when she came over? Is she playing dead?

Don’t play dead!

"teacher!"

Fang Tang glared at him angrily, with her eyes narrowed, as if to say "I'm angry, come and comfort me".

"What's the matter?" Fang Weihan put away the Mingyue Talisman and asked with a little guilt.

Looking at his eyes that held just the right amount of innocence, Fang Tang was furious. How could he not know the reason why the teacher pretended to be dead?

He clearly didn't want to say bad things about his wonderful fiancée in front of him!

Doesn't this mean that in his heart, Xie Lingwan's status is higher than his own?

The plan was to take a deep breath and secretly tell yourself not to get angry, as anger would not solve any problems.

She pursed her lips and deliberately used a soft and tender voice, calling out softly like a young oriole:

"Teacher, please help me."

Thanks to her usual queen-like demeanor, Fang Tang is undoubtedly very suitable for acting like a spoiled child. Her noble and dignified cold temperament, coupled with her delicate and pitiful expression, forms the best contrast.

Fang Weihan shuddered.

"Help with what?" Fang Weihan asked cautiously.

"Well, of course I want the teacher to help me talk to Minister Xie and ask her to stop stuffing rubbish into my pocket."

"Ah this..."

Fang Tang touched her pink lips with her index finger and suddenly smiled softly.

"Teacher, don't worry. I just said it casually. After all, this will make the teacher very embarrassed."

Although she seemed to be smiling, Fang Weihan still felt that something substantial and heavy was being transmitted through her smile.

"Ling Wan has helped the teacher do so many things. She has been with the teacher through thick and thin since the teacher's humble beginnings. I know that she is irreplaceable in the teacher's heart, and I have never thought of competing with her for anything."

Fang Tang stood up and moved closer, leaning forward, gently pulling Fang Weihan's hand and holding it with his own two small hands.

She looked up at him, and all the anger and shame she had just felt disappeared. Her voice became soft, as if she was whispering to someone in her dream.

"I just want to occupy a little more place in the teacher's heart, even if it's just a little bit."

Fang Tang placed his palm on his chest, feeling the sound of his pulse resonating with his heart, and his eyes dimmed.

"You don't have to say that. If you don't have a place in my heart, why would I run all the way back to Changming to save you?"

Fang Weihan touched her head.

"Yeah, I know." Fang Tang laughed lightly.

The little queen leaned on his shoulder lovingly, her hair hanging over her chest, emitting a bright and faint fragrance.

"I don't need the lush green grass under the sun, nor the crystal clear glazed tiles. I am very satisfied with just a deserted path with dim lights. Please leave me some space at the end of the path. That way, whenever you look back in your heart, you can see me."

Outside the Beigong House, larks were chirping, the windows in front of the Yuanhui Hall were bright, and the warm sun fell like quicksand, making his fingertips slightly hot.

"I have broken my promise for five hundred years. From now on, I will always stay by my teacher's side."

Fang Weihan was slightly startled, and there was an indescribable sweet and sour feeling in his heart.

He thought Fang Tang was just chatting casually and was about to laugh it off. But now it seemed that she was serious, so should he respond?
While he was hesitating, Fang Tang asked again:
"Will the teacher kick me out?"

"Of course not." Fang Weihan answered decisively this time.

"Then what is the teacher waiting for?" Fang Tang bit her pink lips lightly, her eyelashes trembling, and looked at him a little shyly.

Too impatient to continue waiting for Fang Weihan's response, Fang Tang simply stood on tiptoe, closed his eyes, and took the initiative to cover his lips.

Whenever he had this kind of negative distance contact with his teacher, Fang Tang always felt a kind of indulgent relaxation, as if he was floating in a sea of ​​feathers, with his ears and body surrounded by warm breeze.

It was an intense yet wonderfully intoxicating experience, a feeling that made her obsessed, her heart beat faster whenever she thought of her teacher, and made her eager to get more.

Ever since he tasted the sweetness last time, "doing comfortable things with the teacher" has become one of Fang Tang's life goals, and now is no exception.

At the end of the kiss, the girl's heart was beating fast and her cheeks were flushed, like the candlelight of a lantern reflected on the snow.

The tip of his tongue unconsciously moistened his lips, and the palms of his hands tightly grasping his sleeves were already full of sweat. After taking two breaths, Fang Tang was about to ask for a kiss again, but his mind unconsciously echoed what the teacher said last time. Xie Lingwan, that woman, had already picked the peach, so could he only stop at kissing?
Forget about the girlish modesty. Fang Tang has already discovered that none of the women who have relationships with the teacher are easy to deal with.

It’s okay to lose to Xie Lingwan, but I absolutely cannot lose to Xiao Jin!
Fang Tang gritted his teeth, his heart beating faster and faster, and suddenly he made up his mind.

From Fang Weihan's perspective, from the moment their lips parted, Fang Tang didn't know what was going on. He just stood there like an idiot, not even caring about the messy hair around his ears.

"Did you hold your breath for too long..."

Before Fang Weihan could finish his words, he saw the girl in front of him suddenly pull his hand and press it hard on the most prominent part of the dragon robe.

His voice suddenly stopped as if stuck.

The palm of his hand felt surprisingly soft and elastic, and the touch was so good that it even made him lose consciousness for a moment.

Fang Weihan never expected Fang Tang to do such a thing. If we talk about the degree of conservativeness, I'm afraid the little queen in front of him is more conservative than Wanwan. In addition, the teacher-student relationship is still there, so pretending to be an accidental contact is already the limit. And in a situation like this, he thought it would happen much later.

"Old...teacher."

Although he was determined in his mind, Fang Tang was still extremely nervous when he actually took action.

Her cheeks flushed as she felt the strange touch in front of her, and she almost bit her tongue when she spoke.

"That guy Xiao Jin said...the teacher is the best at kneading dough."

The little queen's last words were trembling, her little hands waved around without knowing where to put them, and finally she grabbed his sleeve as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Xiao Jin even told you this?"

Although the room was filled with a charming atmosphere, Fang Weihan was still shocked by Xiao Jin's thick skin. No wonder he could make Fang Tang so angry, Xiao Jin was indeed gifted in this aspect.

"Don't...don't care about other women, and don't think about them."

Fang Tang tried hard to straighten her slender waist, as if she wanted to completely hand herself over to the teacher. Her brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, and her sparkling eyes were broken into pink shadows.

"Please teach me... ok? After I learn this, I will... I will let you eat my pussy in the future."

The little queen snuggled in his hands like a spoiled child, and the fiery hot temperature passed through her clothes and reached his heart.

Fang Weihan was supposed to deal with official documents today, after all, there were a lot of them.

But now he felt that he could read the official documents later.

"Take your time, don't rush. There are still many opportunities to learn." Fang Weihan whispered to the dazed girl, "Didn't you promise to stay by my side forever? At worst, I can teach you every day in the future."

"I'm very smart. I can definitely... definitely learn it."

In a trance, as if being controlled by someone, Fang Tang wanted to reach out to untie the belt of his dragon robe, but his slender fingers were shaking and he couldn't untie it no matter what he did.

Panting sounds began, the ties gradually loosened, and it seemed that the Yuanhui Hall was about to turn into a battlefield.

"Your Majesty, Feihong wants to see you for something important!"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps and Feihong's voice came from outside the hall.

"Teacher, please let go first. Feihong must have something urgent to do."

Although he felt disappointed and resentful, Fang Tang knew that he would not be able to take the final step today. He had to let Xiao Jin take over for a few days, but his chances of winning were still great.

Fang Weihan helped her straighten her collar and called Feihong into the hall.

"What's wrong?" Fang Tang asked.

Feihong didn't hear the strangeness in His Majesty's voice at all, and said hurriedly:
"Your Majesty, the Luojing Bingzhou Army has begun a large-scale march!"

"Their marching direction is not west, but south! It seems to be the direction of Jingzhou!"

"What? Jingzhou?" Fang Tang stood up suddenly.

Fang Weihan's heart suddenly sank.

……

……

This is a huge valley, but it is clearly divided. One half is lush green, and the other half is dull and dead gray.

There was a hazy drizzle in the sky, which hit the bamboo hat and turned into water.

In a remote and secluded place far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, a silent crowd gathered here and built an altar a hundred meters high. They lit a fire beside the altar that could not be extinguished even by rain.

"Are you all ready?"

"It's done."

"...You guys should leave first."

The crowd automatically made way for her, and she climbed the stairs step by step and slowly walked onto the platform.

At the top of the platform, a formation was flashing a strange light.

The Tiangong formation master used squares and circles to set up the formation, which was neat and proper; Xiaoyao Yuqi used a long cone as the base, which showed the killing intent. The formation at the top of the round platform was in the shape of a hexagram.

This is the work of Linyuan Pavilion.

"You often say that human hearts are scary, so you don't want to leave Tianshan, and always stay in your own small courtyard to watch the stars. The sky is full of stars, and only the most important ones have their own names. As for those stars that don't have their own names, no one in Linyuan Pavilion cares about them at all - except you."

"I still remember that your favorite thing to do was to name them one by one. At that time, you smiled and told me that if you had a child in the future, you might choose one of the names of these stars for the name."

"You are so socially anxious and don't know anyone, so where did the child come from..."

She raised her head, her cloak slipped off, revealing under her brimmed hat a face as delicate yet resolute as a plum blossom withered in the snow.

"'Can fate be as treacherous as a wise man, and as cruel as the human heart?'"

"You asked me this before, and I didn't know how to answer. But if you ask me again now, I will tell you--"

"Yes."

She raised her hand, and her palm lit up with dazzling stars.

"Xiao Li, I'm here to save you."

The great formation burst into light, the entire altar and the entire valley were shaking, and starlight fell from the sky, roaring towards the ground like a rainstorm.

The array pattern was shaking violently, her face turned pale due to the loss of power, and her heart was gradually lifted.

It has been successful in the past, and this time should be no exception.

she thinks.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang that shook the sky, the formation pattern shattered, the altar collapsed piece by piece, the star power poured back and turned into the tiniest fragments.

In the ruins, she coughed up blood, looked around hastily and embarrassedly, her eyes trembling.

"Failed...? But... why?"

"Isn't she... in the reincarnation cycle? But she clearly was..."

"Xiao Li, are you also...leaving me?"

The girl's suppressed crying lasted for a long time. The sky was low and the clouds were thick. In the uninhabited valley, only jackdaws kept her company.

(End of this chapter)