We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 54 Ru Xue, I'm Back

At the entrance of Shiqiao Village, Xiao Mo got out of the carriage and walked quickly back into the village.

"Hey, Mo-ge'er, you're back! How did the exam go?" Aunt Zhao, who was washing clothes, greeted Xiao Mo with delight.

"I did alright on the exam," Xiao Mo replied.

"Did Brother Mo pass the imperial examination? I heard that even the lowest-ranking imperial examinee can become a local official." Aunt Niu didn't have much of a concept of imperial examinees; she only knew that if you passed the provincial examination, you could become an official.

"You passed the exam, but the official appointment from the capital won't be announced for another two months."

"He really passed the exam? That's incredible! That's amazing! Our Shiqiao Village is going to produce a high-ranking official!"

“Ru Xue has been taken away by an immortal to become a fairy, and you have become a high-ranking official. Our Shiqiao Village has truly become a treasure land!” Aunt Wang said happily.

"Aunt Wang, you said Ru Xue was taken away by an immortal?" Xiao Mo wondered if he had misheard.

"Hey? Didn't you tell me that Xiaoqing didn't write a letter to Mo-ge'er?"

"No, not at all." Xiao Mo lowered his head, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Just as Aunt Wang was about to say something, Grandma Qian took Aunt Wang's hand and said to Xiao Mo, "Mo'er, you should go back first. Xiao Qing should be waiting for you at home."

"Okay, Grandma Qian, Auntie, I'll head back now." Xiao Mo bowed and walked towards the courtyard.

After Xiao Mo walked away, Grandma Qian scolded Aunt Wang: "You're such a chatterbox."

"I wasn't being nosy," said Aunt Wang, her face showing worry. "How could Brother Mo not notice when a grown man has passed away? We should at least have given him some warning."

Aunt Sun stepped forward: "It's a good thing that Ruxue has become an immortal, but I've heard that immortals and mortals are separated. Even if Brother Mo becomes a high-ranking official, I'm afraid it won't be the end for the two of them."

"Sigh," Grandma Qian sighed, "There's nothing we can do, nothing we can do."

"Fortunately, Miss Bai has a younger sister, and I think Xiao Qing is one too."

Grandma Qian glared at Aunt Qin: "Don't talk nonsense about this!"

In less than half an incense stick's time, Xiao Mo returned to the courtyard.

In the courtyard, a young girl in a blue dress rolled up her sleeves and was hanging clothes and bedding in the room to dry.

But that white-clad figure had vanished.

"Xiao Qing," Xiao Mo called softly.

Hearing Xiao Mo's voice, Xiao Qing was startled and turned around happily: "Brother Xiao! You're back!"

"Hmm." Xiao Mo nodded, walked into the courtyard, and smiled, "Where's your sister? Did she go to buy groceries?"

"My sister..." Xiaoqing's eyes sparkled, "A celestial being said that my sister has talent and took her to cultivate. That celestial being said to be Elder Fuchen of the Tianxuan Sect. My sister said that you also know Brother Xiao."

“No, she won’t.” Xiao Mo stepped forward and shook his head. “Your sister won’t leave.”

Xiaoqing: "."

"Xiaoqing, just tell me the truth. Has something happened to your sister?" Xiao Mo asked calmly.

The girl lowered her head, her fingers clenched tightly.

[Miss Xiaoqing, you don't need to hide from him or deceive him. Xiao Mo already knows that Miss Bai and you are both from the demon race.]

Just as Xiaoqing's eyes were filled with hesitation, the words that Fuchen had said to her suddenly echoed in her mind.

Taking a deep breath, Xiaoqing looked up at Xiao Mo and said, "Brother Xiao, let's go up the mountain."

Xiao Mo paused for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

After locking the door, Xiao Mo and his companion left the courtyard and headed up the mountain.

"Brother Xiao, you know... you know that my sister and I get sleepy in winter, right?"

Walking along the mountain path, Xiaoqing nervously looked at Xiao Mo's profile.

"Yes, I know. I've known for a long, long time. When your sister was still a girl."

Xiaoqing lowered her head: "As expected, Brother Xiao knows that my sister and I are..."

“What you and your sister are isn’t important.” Xiao Mo shook his head. “To me, you are my family.” Xiao Mo stopped and looked earnestly into Xiao Qing’s eyes: “So Xiao Qing, no matter what happens, I hope you will tell me directly.”

Xiaoqing pursed her thin lips tightly.

Xiao Mo wasn't in a hurry; he simply waited for her answer.

After a long while, Xiaoqing slightly parted her lips:
"My sister started feeling sleepy in early November last year."

My sister is at a higher level than me. I'm not sleepy at all, but she is. This is not normal.

I kept urging my sister to go to sleep, but she said she felt this hibernation was different, and she was worried that if she fell asleep, she wouldn't wake up.
So my sister kept enduring it.

A few days after you left, Brother Xiao, a female Taoist priest arrived. Her name was Fuchen.

Xiaoqing recounted everything that had happened during this time to Xiao Mo, word by word.

The two of them walked step by step up the mountain.

The girl spoke, and he listened quietly.

As soon as Xiaoqing finished speaking, the two of them arrived at the cave that was blocked by a huge rock.

"My sister fell asleep inside." Xiaoqing lowered her head, her eyes filled with loneliness and desolation.

"Ah."

Xiao Mo looked at the huge rock blocking the entrance to the cave.

Looking at Brother Xiao's appearance, Xiao Qing felt a pang of pain in her heart.

Although Brother Xiao and his sister were only a few feet apart, they could not see each other.

“Brother Xiao, it’s not that your sister didn’t wait for you. If you want to blame someone, blame me,” Xiao Qing said, raising her head.

"It's not your fault, Xiaoqing. If it were me, I would have done the same." Xiao Mo patted Xiaoqing's head as if comforting his younger sister. "You did the right thing."

Xiaoqing lowered her head, clenched her fists, and tears had already wet her eyes.

In fact, Xiao Mo knew that Xiao Qing must have been blaming herself for the past few months, blaming herself for making the decision for her sister and breaking the promise between her sister and me.

"Did Elder Fuchen say when Ruxue will wake up?" Xiao Mo asked, changing the subject.

Xiaoqing shook her head: "Elder Fuchen said it might be thirty or forty years, or it might be..."

“It could be my whole life,” Xiao Mo added.

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"Xiao Qing, could you go and pick some Qinglong flowers and Ziyang grass for me?" Xiao Mo asked gently.

"Okay, Brother Xiao," Xiaoqing wiped away her tears and hurriedly went to find flowers and plants.

After Xiaoqing left, Xiao Mo sat on the ground, like a traveler who had been tired for a long time and had finally returned home.

Looking at the stone in front of him, Xiao Mo's thoughts drifted away.

"No wonder you, who never eat spicy food, often gnaw on chili peppers and insist that you have no taste in your mouth."

"No wonder you, who are always afraid of the cold, always wash your face with ice water."

"No wonder you never let yourself be idle those days, saying that you would get sleepy if you were idle."

"Fool, why are you doing this?"

The spring breeze brushed against Xiao Mo's blue robe.

This garment, sewn stitch by stitch by her, carries the scent of earth and grass, as well as the delicate fragrance of green plum blossoms.

"Ru Xue, you don't need to wait anymore."

Xiao Mo reached out and stroked the stone.

"I am back."

(End of this chapter)