Snow: The Crown Prince of Chu, forced into marriage by the Minister of the Southern Palace with his

But deep down I know that some things are fine to admire, but to admire them too much is to desecrate them.

Jiang Xuan seemed to have perfectly struck the right balance, making it feel natural and comfortable to everyone.

At this moment, Wang Chudong was even more curious about Jiang Xuan.

After eating, Jiang Xuan continued his recovery and cultivation.

Because he had been unconscious and had slept well for two days, he decided to start practicing swordsmanship to recover his muscles, bones, and meridians.

Jiang Xuan felt his body, then, holding the Crimson Dragon Ancient Sword, he went to the courtyard outside.

Jiang Xuan glanced at Wang Chudong and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Wang, aren't you going back?"

"We've known each other for so long, and you still call me Miss Wang." Wang Chudong tossed her hair, shook her head first, and then smiled slightly. "Don't you consider me a friend? Brother Jiang!"

The smile, bathed in sunlight, gave one a feeling of warmth and comfort.

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but think to himself that he had met many intelligent women during this time, but Xuan Yuan Qingfeng came from a prestigious family in the martial arts world. Although she was intelligent, she had a strong family background.

But she still carries a sense of chivalry, a quality that exists in her bones and blood.

Therefore, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng is bold in love and hate, and when he is with Jiang Xuan, he is even willing to take the initiative.

However, they were very considerate of Jiang Xuan in some matters, and the two of them were like brothers, helping each other without ever saying it aloud.

Feelings are expressed through actions.

And what about Xu Weixiong?

Whether in Western Chu or Northern Liang, she came from a military family.

Domineering, passionate, trusting, scheming, and protective of her own are all characteristics of her.

However, the two of them spent too little time together, and there was also Yu Youwei involved, so some of their emotions weren't fully developed.

However, it must be said that their relationship is quite good.

After all, Jiang Xuan had heard about some things in Beiliang and knew from Zhao Gou's people that Xu Weixiong had obtained a portion of the Fushuifang.

He was naturally aware of Xu Weixiong's strength, but when the two would meet again was anyone's guess.

As for Wang Chudong in front of me, she truly embodies the image of a refined lady from ancient times—intelligent, proper, and possessing every quality associated with such a woman.

Moreover, this girl has a soft, sweet voice and speaks gently, which is indeed endearing.

However, Jiang Xuan was not moved at this moment. He glanced at Wang Chudong calmly and nodded slightly in response to her words.

"I'll call you Jiang Xuan, or Brother Xuan, and you can call me Chu Dong, okay?"

Jiang Xuan raised an eyebrow, about to speak, when a sly glint flashed in Wang Chudong's eyes.

"Anyway, you wouldn't expect me to call you Sage Jiang, would you?"

Upon hearing Wang Chudong's words, Jiang Xuan chuckled and couldn't help but shake his head.

Jiang Sheng was the title given to him by the scholars.

Some people believe that, based on Jiang Xuan's thoughts, his writing style, and his works...

He deserves the title of Sage Jiang, and he should be enshrined in the Temple of Sages alongside Confucius and Mencius.

Jiang Xuan himself naturally didn't think so, but he didn't explain, nor could he explain.

Well, that's just how it is.

"No way, I want to live a few more years." So after hearing Wang Chudong's words, Jiang Xuan hurriedly waved his hand and continued, "I don't want to go to the temple so soon."

Looking at Jiang Xuan's expression, Wang Chudong couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, then nodded.

"Okay, Brother Xuan."

Ok?

Jiang Xuan was somewhat surprised at this moment. Wasn't he Brother Xuan just now?

How come it's turned into Brother Xuan again?

However, seeing that the other party looked indifferent, as if he hadn't seen anything, Jiang Xuan didn't say anything more.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan drew his Crimson Dragon Sword, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When Jiang Xuan opened his eyes again, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan was not using internal energy; he was simply wielding his sword.

But Wang Chudong, who was standing not far away, could clearly feel the sword intent emanating from the other party.

overbearing!

Haoran!

Big river!

Although his cultivation level has declined, his sword intent remains.

The sword remains, and so does the intent!

Chapter 86 A Hearty Drink on Mid-Autumn Night in the Year of Bingchen

Jiang Xuan has recovered well during this period, and he has now returned to the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.

Even at the peak of the Celestial Realm, one is only one step away from the Land Immortal Realm.

Jiang Xuan could sense that there was no barrier or constraint between himself and the terrestrial immortal realm.

Therefore, once you recover to a certain extent, you will naturally and effortlessly return to the terrestrial paradise.

He was relieved by this, since being able to enter the realm of a terrestrial immortal naturally without needing to cultivate and break through was definitely the best outcome.

However, he suddenly remembered that he had broken through his realm by himself when he was about to reach the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.

The remaining breakthroughs, whether major or minor, all seem to be natural and passive.

Everything was so easy and stress-free.

If others knew about Jiang Xuan's idea, many would probably be willing to die to kill him.

Because it's just so infuriating.

People like that shouldn't be alive.

Jiang Xuan was definitely not going to say anything. He was sitting in the courtyard, quietly appreciating the flowers, the moon, and the autumn fragrance.

Just then, a series of footsteps approached from a distance. Jiang Xuan didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but smile slightly. Without turning his head, he said directly, "Our Miss Chu Dong, why are you here so late on this Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Recently, the two have become quite familiar with each other. When Wang Chudong heard Jiang Xuan's teasing, she chuckled and walked to his side.

Wang Chudong placed the lunchbox in his hand on the stone table next to him, with a faint smile on his face: "It's just that the moon is so beautiful today, so I thought I'd have a drink with Sage Jiang to indulge in some refined pursuits."

"If Master Jiang doesn't want to drink, then this humble woman will take her leave." With that, she picked up the food box, looking as if she was about to leave.

However, the next second Jiang Xuan reached out and pressed down on her wrist, a bright smile spreading across his face.

"Now that you're here, don't leave."

Wang Chudong chuckled softly, but did not sit down. Instead, he looked at Jiang Xuan in front of him.

"Everyone says that you, Jiang Sheng, are skilled in both literature and martial arts, and proficient in poetry and prose." Wang Chudong said with a smile on her face, her eyes narrowing unconsciously: "But I've seen your literary and martial arts skills, but your poetry and prose?"

Hearing Wang Chudong's words, Jiang Xuan chuckled and shook his head. He knew that as a talented woman, Wang Chudong would definitely want to try her luck with him.

But to my surprise, they were waiting for me here.

Looking at Jiang Xuan's current appearance, Wang Chudong was afraid that the other party would think that he came with a purpose.

So he quickly added, "Any poems I've written before are fine, as long as they're appropriate for the occasion."

Jiang Xuan chuckled upon hearing this, then nodded slightly and looked at Wang Chudong beside him.

"Pour the wine."

Wang Chudong's eyes lit up when she saw this. She then opened the food box, took out the wine cup, wine pot, and side dishes, and poured Jiang Xuan a full cup.

Jiang Xuan stood up, raised his wine cup high, and spoke loudly to the bright moon before him.

"Raise a glass to the bright moon and make three people in the shadows."

"The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me."

"..."

"We make love together when we are awake, and we separate when we are drunk."

"Let us forever be bound together in our loveless journey, and meet again in the distant Milky Way!"

With a smile, Jiang Xuan downed the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Looking at his profile, Wang Chudong's eyes unconsciously flashed with a hint of pity and sorrow.

Wang Chudong's eyes lit up when she heard Jiang Xuan's first sentence.

The line "Raising a cup to invite the bright moon" instantly elevates the entire poem to a higher level.

With their shadows reflected, there are three of them.

The next line immediately establishes the scene and characters, and a sense of inexplicable melancholy emerges in the poem.

The moon cannot drink, and my shadow merely follows me...

Wang Chudong looked at Jiang Xuan, and she naturally knew his true identity.

The former crown prince of Western Chu.

They watched helplessly as the dynasty collapsed and their families were destroyed.

That period was destined to be painful and lonely for Jiang Xuan.

Therefore, Wang Chudong was not surprised at all that he could write such a poem.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think to herself that even if Jiang Xuan overthrew the Li Yang Dynasty, she wouldn't think he had done anything wrong.

Even if many people die.

Then the two of them ate and drank, reciting poems and songs, and talking about romance and nature.