Don't mess with that Miao boy, he's sickly and perverted.

White Cat's question was conservative, likely because Jiang Zhiyu was present.

Wu Li gave a nonchalant smile: "I don't see the need for that."

Seeing that he refused outright without any room for negotiation, the white cat could only turn to him for help: "Little Xiaomi, what do you think...?"

Chai Xiaomi's attitude was even more resolute: "I don't see the need for that, Lao Ji. Some secrets should remain secrets forever."

Jiang Runchuan had no idea that he had a biological son who had been living away from home. Even if he did find out, the son was not born to him and the woman he truly loved. How would he face this situation?

More importantly, his father-son relationship with Jiang Zhiyu over the past ten years is a real bond built up bit by bit, an insurmountable gap for Wu Li.

Seeing Jiang Zhiyu being familiar and affectionate with his father would make him seem even more like an outsider, and would be even more heartbreaking.

Wu Li did not want to acknowledge her, and she respected his wishes.

The white cat sighed and didn't insist any further. Instead, it said, "Since that's the case, then you should go to the Pure Bright Platform. I'll be going back later."

"Wu Li, there are still many techniques I haven't taught you."

Wu Li: "Mimi, do you want to go to the Pure Bright Platform?"

Chai Xiaomi was pondering the plot: "Let me think about it for a moment."

White cat: "..."

Well, well, newlyweds should always take a trip to enjoy the scenery.

It's fine to go back to Jingmingtai when you've had your fill of fun.

There was only one thing the white cat couldn't let go of. It once again warned Wu Li, "By the way, you must remember, from now on, you must never commit any more killings, whether human or demon. Although the curse on you has been lifted, the malevolent energy has not. If you take another life, you will surely fall into an abyss of no return."

"Did you understand what your teacher said?"

Although Wu Li was cleaning his ears, he still obediently replied, "Understood."

The plot will bring the main characters together again, so this trip can't really be considered a farewell.

Chai Xiaomi took out a brand-new cat toy from behind her back and handed it to the white cat: "Old Ji, I noticed that old fly whisk was worn out. I promised you I'd make you a prettier one. Here, isn't this one nice?"

The falcon, which had returned to its original size while standing on the tree branch, let out an innocent cry. After the white cat's spiritual power was exhausted, Anan's demonic beast form also disappeared.

However, the white cat didn't notice the bird's call. It was instantly drawn to the new whisk, which it happily took with its paws and examined from all angles.

Upon learning that Xiaomi and Wu Li wouldn't be leaving with them, Jiang Zhiyu's eyes deepened with loneliness. But he still managed a forced smile; his ingrained manners and etiquette compelled him to say goodbye with dignity, no matter how sad he was.

"If you can't laugh, then don't laugh."

The boy's chilling remark startled Jiang Zhiyu.

"His smile is uglier than his tears."

Jiang Zhiyu subconsciously touched his face. He always cared about his appearance and attire, maintaining a dashing demeanor at all times, but after being told this, he didn't feel particularly upset. After Yao Yao left, he suddenly felt that being good-looking didn't really matter anymore.

Without making a sound, Chai Xiaomi delivered an elbow strike to the person next to her.

"Brother Yu," she stepped forward and looked at him earnestly, "we're not parting ways, we're just going our separate ways for now. You go back to your Lingyu Prefecture, and we'll take care of our own business. Didn't you say before that you had a strong feeling that our story had only just begun? That means our fate has only just started."

She smiled and her tone became lighter: "When we meet again, don't still have puffy eyes!"

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes welled up with tears again.

But this time he didn't cry; he just nodded heavily.

"it is good."

He looked at her and said, "Take care, Xiaomi."

His gaze shifted to the person standing beside him with their arms crossed. He paused, his voice softening slightly, carrying a hint of cautious anticipation:

"Take care, junior brother."

Jiang Zhiyu wasn't really sure what to expect when he uttered that cry.

As usual, Wu Li would just keep a cold face and pretend not to hear, not even bothering to give him a glance.

But he still called out.

Unexpectedly, the boy lazily lifted his eyelids, glanced at him, and a slight smile curved his lips:

"I hope that next time I see you, you won't lose to me by too much."

He paused, then added two words as if bestowing a favor:

"Senior brother."

"Of course, I will work a hundred times harder when I get back. How could I let my junior brother be outdone?" Jiang Zhiyu's gloomy mood was instantly swept away. He unfolded his folding fan with a "whoosh" and started fanning himself cheerfully.

I don't know if it was to fan myself or to wipe away the tears welling up in my eyes.

*

Only after the figures of the person and the cat had completely disappeared from sight did the boy slowly withdraw his gaze and turn to look at the girl beside him.

"Mimi, you said you'd kiss me for a day if I called you 'Senior Brother,' it's time to keep your promise."

Chai Xiaomi blinked innocently, "Huh? Really? I don't think I said that."

As she spoke, she took a step back: "My lips would be swollen after kissing all day. Only a fool would agree to that."

Then, as if nothing had happened, he turned around and walked away.

The next second, the world spun around.

The world turned upside down, and she was scooped up by the waist and carried directly on someone's shoulder.

"You stinky Lili!" Chai Xiaomi kicked her legs and punched his back, yelling, "Put me down, ahhh!"

"Oh, so you were just kidding me."

Wu Li remained unmoved, carrying her around in circles like a circus performer, feigning anger as he questioned, "Are you still going to lie to me?"

"I won't lie anymore! I won't lie anymore!" Chai Xiaomi clung tightly to his clothes, afraid she would slip and fall. "Put me down, I'm going to throw up!"

"You can wash yourself after you spit on me."

"Wu Li!!!"

The boy curled his lips into a smile, finally stopped spinning around, but instead of putting the person down, he bounced them up a bit to find a more comfortable position and continued carrying them.

"Fine, I'll let you off this time."

Chai Xiaomi rolled her eyes while hanging upside down.

Why should I forgive them? I'm still holding on!

A breeze blew by, carrying the coolness of the lake and the scent of grass, and she quietly tightened her grip on his clothes.

Forget it.

Let's just bear it.

She was too lazy to walk.

The ground in front of them was shaking, and Chai Xiaomi was hanging upside down on Wu Li's shoulder, staring blankly at the receding soil and weeds at her feet.

As I swayed, the scene before me suddenly changed.

No longer grass and pebbles, but billowing dust from thousands of iron cavalry.

That was the climax of the original work.

The barbarians returned and invaded Liangya once again.

Because it was a crucial plot point near the end, she remembered it clearly. According to the timeline in the book, all of this happened on Song Yueyao's way back to the capital.

Chai Xiaomi suddenly came to her senses and tugged at the silver ornaments in Wu Li's hair.

"Lili, put me down, I have something important to tell you."

Wu Li raised an eyebrow and put the person down.

Chai Xiaomi steadied herself, dusted off her skirt, and looked up at him: "I've made up my mind, let's go to Kyoto."

"Um?"

"If Sister Yao leaves quietly, then we'll follow quietly." She winked. "But we absolutely mustn't let her find out."

Given Song Yueyao's temper, if she discovered that they had secretly followed her to a dangerous place, she would definitely give them a severe scolding.

Wu Li remained silent, waiting for her to continue.

"There's a battle going on in Liangya." Chai Xiaomi composed herself. "The barbarians are coming in strong this time. They have a kind of homemade cannonball that is extremely powerful. In just one month, they have captured five cities in succession."

"Liangya Prefecture lacked a capable general, and suffered repeated defeats, allowing the barbarians to advance unimpeded."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "By the time Sister Yao stepped into the capital, Song Hu was already discussing surrender with his ministers."

The fried dough stick immediately bristled: "Stop! Stop! Host, if you keep going, your identity will be exposed! Quickly find an excuse to cover it up, quick, quick!"

Chai Xiaomi reassured her, "Don't worry, I've already prepared a draft."

"Mimi, how did you learn about something that hasn't even happened yet?" Wu Li suddenly bent down, his gaze level with hers, a half-smile on his face. "Could it be—"

"You can tell fortunes?"

The fried dough stick was dumbfounded: "??? Why is he actually offering you a way out?"

Chai Xiaomi: "That's incredible, he stole my lines."

She paused for a moment, realizing that this was the clumsy excuse she had prepared, but Wu Li had said it first. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply, "Uh, I only know a little about divination and divination."

"Oh? So my wife is quite the hidden talent." He tilted his head slightly, staring intently at her with an indescribable look in his eyes. "Then could you tell me where your hometown is? Tell me."

Chai Xiaomi's heart skipped a beat.

"If you can't answer, I'll use the Bamboo Gentleman to test whether your fortune-telling ability is true or false."

What a cunning man.

They blocked all her paths.

The fried dough stick was still screaming alarms in its mind: "Host cannot reveal the truth! Otherwise, it's a violation, a violation, a violation! I'll say it three times because it's important!!"

Chai Xiaomi gritted her teeth and answered softly, "Suzhou."

"Hmm?" He leaned closer.

"Suzhou." She met his gaze. "My real home is in Suzhou."

Chai Xiaomi silently applauded herself in her heart: "How about that? It's okay if I mention ancient place names, right? This doesn't count as leaking modern information."

Youtiao: "...You're something else."