Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

"My wife likes it~ So what, you disagree? The cold master falls in love with his proud swordswoman."

"Tsk..."

Chapter 284 Eternity

"Warm sunshine and gentle breeze in the spring mountains, balustrades, pavilions and curtains, willows and swings in the courtyard. Warbling orioles and dancing swallows, small bridges, flowing water and flying red petals."

The Sword Saint stood with his hands behind his back, a few strands of long black hair swaying in the wind, his slightly disheveled clothes slightly open, revealing his muscular chest. Sunlight streamed into the room, casting dappled shadows, giving him an extremely flamboyant appearance.

Fu Xuan paused slightly as she wrote, her beautiful face, bathed in the light, lifted slightly, and her golden eyes fell on the figure behind her.

Her rosy lips moved slightly as she asked in a questioning voice, "What are you doing?"

"Recite a poem!"

Yu Chen turned his head, his black hair swaying, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

"Heh..." She couldn't help but chuckle, put down her pen, and gave a playful look.

"How come I didn't know my husband had this talent?"

Yu Chen shook his head, unconvinced.

“Reciting poetry doesn’t necessarily mean reciting your own poems. When the mood strikes, it’s perfectly normal to casually recite poems written by old friends.”

"What you say is true... but it's not necessarily true that you, Sword Saint, are the kind of person who enjoys that kind of refined taste."

Fu Xuan raised her handsome eyebrows, pursed her lips slightly, and looked at her husband with a half-smile.

Yu Chen wrinkled his nose, didn't reply immediately, but casually picked up her cup, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then picked up an orange and started peeling it.

"I just feel the yard is a bit empty, maybe we could add a swing or something..."

He looked at Fu Xuan with clear, bright, and innocent eyes, then broke off a segment of orange and held it to her lips.

Fu Xuan opened his mouth and took it in, his eyes sweeping over Fu Xuan's face.

She knew that if this idiot acted strangely, something was going to happen...

The oranges were quite sweet; I wonder if it's because Yuchen peeled them for me.

"A swing... It's really back to basics, like a child? Someone over a thousand years old still wants to play with that."

"What are you saying! I brought this to help you relax!"

Yu Chen snorted, slightly annoyed, and moved behind her, reaching out to pinch her tender cheeks before feeding Fu Xuan a segment of orange.

Fu Xuan grabbed his hand and patted it gently, saying, "I'm not a child... and I don't like sitting on those things... You should ask the general to buy one for Bai Lu."

Yu Chen's lips curled up slightly as he took out the jade tablet, opened the chat with Jing Yuan, and showed it to her.

Above was a photo sent by Jing Yuan, showing a little dragon girl sitting on a swing with a silly smile, while Jing Yuan stood behind her pushing her, his face full of gentle smiles.

"So that's what happened... it was him who did it."

Fu Xuan snorted, pulled Yu Chen down to sit, and then got up and sat on his lap.

So, shall we buy it?

Yu Chen gently wrapped his arms around his wife's waist, rested his head on her shoulder, and breathed hot air into her fair ear as he asked.

Fu Xuan shrank his neck, his body felt a little weak, and he pursed his lips and nestled in his arms, making a nasal "hmm" sound.

Go ahead and buy it. What's wrong with making your husband happy?

It's definitely not because she saw Bai Lu having fun and was envious!

After all, the Grand Diviner is a very mature adult, and he wouldn't like those kinds of things that children like to play with!

Upon receiving the reply, Yu Chen immediately opened the shopping app and started browsing.

"Let me see, which one should I choose..."

Fu Xuan nestled in his arms, gazing down at the rows of swings, silently marveling at the convenience brought by the company's business connections.

He tirelessly flipped through the pages, determined to pick out a satisfactory swing and place an order.

Nestled in the warm embrace, Fu Xuan's eyelids grew heavy, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

She curled up, grabbed one of his arms, and drifted off to sleep peacefully.

The afternoon light is perfect for a short nap.

Yu Chen selected the swing, checked the box to place the order, looked down at his wife's adorable sleeping face, couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her little mouth, then contentedly picked her up and carried her to the recliner next to him, where he held her and they fell asleep peacefully.

Sweet dreams~

...

The pain in her forehead made her frown slightly. Just as she was about to open her eyes, she heard a faint call in her ear.

"You seem to have a new idea?"

She opened her eyes and found herself in a place filled with books, countless books gleaming like starlight, bathed in the dim light of the bookshelves that resembled the black curtain of the universe.

However… rather than being 'books', the things on the shelves are more like a manifestation of some kind of knowledge.

Before me stood a blind old man with a cane, who appeared utterly ordinary, yet upon closer inspection, he seemed shrouded in an impenetrable mist.

Fu Xuan didn't answer immediately, but turned his head to look at the guy standing next to him, staring blankly at the magnificent scene before him.

"Wife...we've ascended to heaven?"

"Idiot...you'd better shut your mouth." Fu Xuan's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh.

“Oh…” Yu Chen nodded obediently, then turned his gaze to the blind old man in front of him.

The old man chuckled softly, his empty eyes seemingly fixed on the two of them.

"It's amazing."

Fu Xuan gripped his hand tightly and silently looked at the figure in front of him.

"All-Knowing Celestial Venerable, did you bring us here just to ask that question?"

"Yes and no."

The old man stroked his cane, his face seemingly smiling yet not smiling, an extremely complex expression, as if something indescribable was flowing across his face.

He tilted his head slightly, his empty eye sockets seeming to see into the deepest part of the universe, glimpsing the ultimate mysteries and rules of the cosmos.

Fu Xuan looked at him and said in a deep voice, "I...we have a new idea."

"Heh..." He suddenly chuckled, with a hint of admiration in his voice.

Yu Chen blinked, his face clear and innocent as his wife led him by the hand.

"Do you think it's possible?" Fu Xuan suddenly asked.

The old man turned his back and took a few steps. He didn't answer directly, but turned his head to look at a certain spot. After a long silence, he slowly spoke.

"Lighting up new paths is something I'd like to see."

"Give me back my eyes now? As for you, with the path you've learned and imprinted, my power should be dispensable, shouldn't it?"

Fu Xuan shook his head, a faint smile appearing on his face.

“I will return it to you with my own hands. Now… it resides on my forehead, and before I reach my vision, it will enlighten my mind, remind me of my past thoughts, and awaken my mind today.”

"In that case, I look forward to our next meeting."

Bo Shizun turned around, smiled at them, and gently tapped the ground with his cane.

In the blink of an eye, the couple was back home.

Fu Xuan lay on top of Yu Chen, resting her chin on his chest, staring at him intently.

After a long silence, Yu Chen slowly asked, "Are you awake?"

Yes, not at all surprising.

Fu Xuan tilted his head and leaned back calmly, a reaction very much like Yu Chen's.

...

at night.

The two of them had taken a shower early and were feeling refreshed as they leaned against the bed.

Fu Xuan leaned on his shoulder, watching the short video that was being scrolled through incessantly in Yu Zhaoli.

This idiot scrolls past every time he sees a pretty girl dancing, like he's afraid she'll misunderstand...

Hmph... She's so democratic and gentle, even if she were watching a pretty girl dance, she would watch it with Yu Chen with an appreciative attitude.

This idiot, making it sound like she's the kind of woman who gets jealous all the time...

"Does it look good?"

A cold, clear voice suddenly rang out, flat and devoid of any emotion.

Yu Chen's movements froze slightly. He widened his eyes, turned his head, and looked closely at his wife.

"I was just watching what this girl was fiddling with, I wasn't paying attention to anything else!"

Fu Xuan glanced at him, then turned his gaze back to Yu Zhao.