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Chapter 8 Getting Along With Mother And Daughter, Seeking Marriage In Lingshan Temple

"Madam, long time no see."

Chen Changsheng paid no attention to the gazes of the people around him and confidently boarded the carriage, greeting the plump and beautiful Wang Jiayun.

Who would ride a horse and endure the wind and sun when they could sit in a stable carriage?

"The young master is already a Martial Artist, yet he still maintains the elegance of a scholar. It is truly rare cultivation," Wang Jiayun remarked.

Wang Jiayun was still wearing her light purple dress, her figure full and graceful, exuding charm with every glance and smile.

Who knows what kind of luck the city lord had accumulated over his lifetime to marry such a beauty.

There was a faint fragrance in the carriage, and the table was filled with fresh fruits and pastries. It felt more like a small elegant room than a carriage.

"Now that everyone is here, let's depart..." Wang Jiayun's voice trailed off.

A delicate girl of about fifteen or sixteen hurriedly ran out of the city lord's mansion, carrying a delicate long dress. "Mother, wait, I want to go too."

Wang Jiayun's face immediately turned stern, her eyebrows furrowing. "Ping'er, don't be foolish. I am going to the Taoist temple to help you find a good match. Your father said you cannot go, otherwise it will affect your fortune."

"Where is there a match that doesn't require the person to go? Father must be deceiving you. I also want to go out of the city and visit the Taoist temple."

Ping'er puffed up her cheeks and ran to the front of the carriage, wanting to get on but was stopped by Uncle Chai.

"Nonsense, why would your father deceive me? His words naturally have their reasons. What does a child like you understand?" Wang Jiayun's tone was stern.

"I don't care, I still want to go. Uncle Chai, don't stop me. Drive the carriage away quickly, before my father finds out."

Ping'er pushed away Uncle Chai's arm, lifted the curtain, and climbed into the carriage.

As soon as she entered, she saw Chen Changsheng, who had a naturally handsome face and a transcendent temperament. She couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, her gaze shifting between Chen Changsheng and her mother.

Could it be that her mother didn't let her get on the carriage because...

Hiss!

Ping'er couldn't imagine it. Her conservative mother had secretly raised such a handsome young man!

If her father found out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I am Chen Changsheng, pleased to meet Miss Shangguan," Chen Changsheng introduced himself based on the conversation between the mother and daughter.

From their conversation, it could be inferred that this girl was the daughter of the city lord's wife, Shangguan Ping.

Wang Jiayun obviously noticed her daughter's wild thoughts and immediately explained, "This is Young Master Chen from the Heavenly Veil Martial Arts School. Ping'er, don't let your imagination run wild, so as not to be misunderstood by your father."

Tsk, these words sounded a bit off.

Clearly, it was a straightforward explanation, but it sounded more like an attempt to cover up.

"I understand! I understand, Mother, rest assured, Ping'er won't speak nonsense!" Ping'er nodded solemnly, then hurriedly said to Uncle Chai outside the curtain, "Uncle Chai, hurry! Let's go quickly, before my father finds out!"

Chen Changsheng: "..."

Wang Jiayun: "..."

Well, it seems there's no need for further explanation. After all, she wouldn't believe it anyway.

Her daughter's craziness and wild thoughts were exhausting Wang Jiayun.

"If you want to come along, then come, but when you're outside, you must not cause trouble. People outside the city won't accommodate you, and there won't be city guards to protect you."

As the daughter of a small Heavenly Veil City, she wouldn't be respected by the martial world. If you dare to offend me, I'll just kill you, no matter which city's young miss you are.

Ping'er obediently nodded, picked up a pastry from the table, and chewed it slowly, stealing glances at Chen Changsheng.

The temperament of a cultivator was different from that of an ordinary person.

Although Chen Changsheng had just reached the first level of Qi Refining, his cultivation aura was gradually emerging. True Qi would automatically transform every inch of his body.

Impurities in his body would gradually be expelled over time.

Therefore, his skin looks smooth and fair, as the saying goes, "One white covers a hundred uglinesses." His originally handsome appearance has become even more refined.

Shangguan Ping's face blushed slightly, secretly admiring her mother's good judgment.

But she felt a bit sorry for her biological father.

Should she report it? Her mother would suffer, but if she didn't report it, she was afraid her mother would do something reckless.

She was torn.

"Madam, are you going to the Taoist temple to seek a marriage for your daughter?"

Seeing the silence in the carriage, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but break the silence. He was brought here by the innkeeper and set off directly, not even knowing the destination of this trip.

Wang Jiayun smiled and nodded, "Yes, Ping'er is already sixteen this year. My husband asked me to go to the Ling Mountain Temple to seek a marriage for her."

Chen Changsheng pondered after hearing this. He didn't understand much about seeking marriages, but it seemed that there were no taboos about not being present in person, right?

The city lord didn't want his daughter to go, probably because he was afraid she would be mischievous?

But this excuse was really lame.

Shangguan Ping said, "Seeking a marriage definitely requires the person to be present. How can a mother help? Are you seeking a marriage for yourself, Madam...?"

As she spoke, she glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Chen Changsheng, which was already a clear indication.

Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly, "Miss Shangguan misunderstood. Madam is just taking care of me, not in the way you think."

"Please don't mind, young master," Wang Jiayun also said helplessly, "Ping'er just likes to be playful, but she's not a bad person and won't cause trouble for you."

However, Shangguan Ping still didn't believe it, "Then why did mother only let Chen Gongzi get on the carriage, while everyone else is riding outside?"

And she chose the most handsome one among the twenty people!

Wang Jiayun said impatiently, "Because I know Chen Gongzi from the martial arts hall, and I thought it would be nice to have someone to chat with on the way. That's all."

"Is that so?"

Shangguan Ping looked suspicious, then picked up a pastry from the table and enjoyed it.

No one knew what she was thinking, whether she believed it or not.

The carriage left Heavenly Veil City and galloped on the official road in the woods. Martial artists on horseback escorted them before and after, and the imposing procession made pedestrians on the road avoid them.

The Ling Mountain Temple was not too far from Heavenly Veil City. The carriage arrived after more than an hour of travel.

There were no accidents on the way, and it seemed that this mission was an easy one, allowing them to relax and enjoy the scenery of the temple.

At the moment they saw the Ling Mountain Temple, everyone's tense nerves relaxed.

Wang Jiayun took her daughter into the temple to burn incense, while Chen Changsheng and the others waited at the entrance.

Zong Hong winked at Chen Changsheng, curious and eager to gossip, but didn't dare to ask directly, so he could only beat around the bush.

The people in the temple were all ascetic monks, and the statues they worshipped were immortals who had emerged from the Ling Mountain Temple. They specialized in the art of matchmaking, and the locals said it was very effective.

Chen Changsheng sneered at this.

Immortal cultivators didn't have time to care about mortals, let alone help them matchmake, unless you were a reincarnation of a great being.

The so-called effectiveness of the temple's worship was just the belief of those who had a happy marriage, and then it spread from one person to another.

"Please, Daoist, divine for me."

Wang Jiayun handed over the requested divination slip. She was seeking a marriage for her daughter.

The old Daoist in the Ling Mountain Temple took it and stroked his beard, saying, "A marriage cannot be sought for others. The divination slip you seek is only for your own marriage, and the information in this slip is significant. Are you sure you want to hear it?"

These words stunned Wang Jiayun on the spot. She really couldn't seek a divination for her daughter?

But she was a married woman, why would she need to seek a marriage? Could it be that the Daoists in the temple were frauds?

"Please, Daoist, go ahead."

Wang Jiayun still decided to listen and see what nonsense this old Daoist could come up with!

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