From the Valkyrie to the Endless

Compared to before, Wen Lingyu had changed so much that Shen Qing almost didn't recognize him at first glance.

Her originally fair skin had turned into a wheat-colored color, and her dressing style had also become much bolder. She wore a short top that was tightly tied around her upper body, outlining her amazing curves and revealing her waist and abdomen. She wore a gauze scarf wrapped in a gold-thread belt, surrounding her slender waist that could be grasped with one hand, and she only wore a pair of knee-length skirt and pants on her lower body.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of dress in the hot summer, but it is undoubtedly immoral in the eyes of the civil and military officials in the court.

However, this kind of dress seems much more conservative among this group of people.

Wen Lingyu's eyes swept across the court, and after glancing at Zhao Yu who sat high on the throne, she tilted her head to the side, looking at Shen Qing who was standing under the throne, grinning, blinking slightly mischievously, and spoke silently:

"Hero..."

(End of this chapter)

93. Chapter 93: Heartbroken Grass, It Seems Like a World Away

93.

2023-06-07

Looking down from above, Zhao Yu was very keen to notice Wen Lingyu's little movements.

She didn't think much about it. Although she had never met this person, judging from Shen Qing's reaction, he must be someone she knew overseas.

Shen Qing has been overseas for quite some time, so it is normal for him to have some old friends.

The procedure for receiving foreign envoys was not complicated. After presenting Zhao Yu with several treasures that were not commonly seen in the Central Plains, the group withdrew one after another.

When it comes to establishing diplomatic relations and sending envoys overseas, there will be officials to take charge of the overall planning, and Zhao Yu won't have to worry about it anymore.

After the court meeting ended, Shen Qing came alone to the residence of the foreign envoys.

She came here to tell Wen Lingyu something.

There are only a few people in this world who have seen her true face, and Wen Lingyu is one of them.

In the side room.

Shen Qing took off his mask and sat down at the table.

"What orders do you have for me, General?"

Wen Lingyu stood aside, not sitting down, and poured her a cup of tea with a smile.

As the distance got closer, Shen Qing realized that Wen Lingyu had some shallow internal strength, and it was obvious that he had practiced some internal skills.

"How come you are among these foreign envoys?"

Shen Qing was a little puzzled. Over the years, she had not paid much attention to the Wen family. However, from the news occasionally sent back from Lingzhou, it could be seen that the Wen family was becoming more and more prosperous and had become the leader in overseas routes.

No matter what, Wen Lingyu is still the daughter of the president, so she shouldn't fall to the point of sailing herself.

"I don't want to get married too early, so I'll go out and have a look while I still have some strength."

Wen Lingyu smiled faintly: "I don't have the talent to practice ancient methods. Life is only a few decades long, so I should do what I want to do."

"I have been sailing for several years and have been to many places. The overseas world is much larger than I imagined. The language is foreign to most places. The people there do not respect gods or Buddhas, but worship some unknown creatures, including demons and holy spirits. They are very strange and I have never seen them before."

When talking about overseas, Wen Lingyu's eyes lit up a little. This world is far more colorful than she had originally thought.

"If you like to go to sea, I can ask His Majesty to seek a position for you in the Maritime Customs. It will be safer to go to sea on an official ship, and you can go further."

Shen Qing already knew that there was a country on the other side of the ocean. This star had almost no secrets in later generations. There, there also existed descendants of gods and their unique methods of cultivation.

In the more than two thousand years of history that followed, the wars with foreign nations were too numerous to describe in just a few words.

Human beings are creatures that will never stop quarreling until only the last one is left.

After all, humans are also animals. The animal nature buried in their bones can never be erased even if it is bound by laws and morals. For the sake of their own continuation, wars will continue to occur.

If there was enough time, Shen Qing would not be unwilling to try to integrate the star under her feet, but the sundial gave her too little time. In more than ten years, if it weren't for Liu Kunnan's help, the world might not be stable now.

"I am used to being idle and I can't stand the twists and turns in the officialdom. The commander is here, I think he has something to tell you, so you can speak frankly."

Wen Lingyu had never thought about becoming an official. Although she had not been in contact with Shen Qing for a long time, she could vaguely sense some of his temper. If Shen Qing did not have something to ask her, he would not even look at her.

"In this world, there are only two or three people who have seen the true face of December, and you are one of them."

Shen Qing looked indifferent, tapping the table with his fingertips, staring at Wen Lingyu and said, "From today on, I won't come to look for you again, but I don't want to hear any news about the face under this mask from him, do you understand?"

"Thanks to you, my father is safe and sound, and the Wen's Chamber of Commerce can continue to exist. Lingyu will always remember your great kindness. I will remember what you have told me now and will never forget it."

Hearing this, Wen Lingyu knelt down and kowtowed without hesitation: "I have never seen December."

"So best."

Shen Qing drank the tea in the cup, put on the mask, stood up and left.

After a long time, Wen Lingyu raised her head, her face slightly pale. She could feel that there was a string in Shen Qing's heart beating back and forth. If she hesitated at all, the string would break.

At the same time, her lifeline will also be cut off.

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The night was like a curtain covering the sky and the earth; dark clouds blocked the moonlight, leaving only the stars shining.

Summer nights always bring a hint of heat.

When Shen Qing stepped into the bedroom, Zhao Yu had not yet gone to bed. He was leaning over the desk, writing furiously. A female official was standing beside him, gently waving a feather fan.

The inside of the palace seemed very cool, and there were ice basins in every corner. Practitioners of cultivation were no longer afraid of cold or heat. Zhao Yu had now reached the peak of his mortal state, and he would not feel the heat at all. He placed these there simply for enjoyment and to feel more comfortable.

Taking two steps closer and looking at it for a moment, Shen Qing was slightly surprised: "When did you start writing a diary?"

Zhao Yu had already turned more than half of the pages of the booklet, and it was obvious that she had been writing it for some time. She still used the simplified Chinese characters that she had been taught, as she did not want others to see it.

"Remember trivial things, sometimes you forget them."

Zhao Yu didn't even raise his head. After a cup of tea, he finally put pen to paper. After blowing the ink dry, he closed the book and raised his head with a smile in his eyes:

"Do you remember what day is the day after tomorrow?"

Shen Qing pondered for a moment, but had no idea: "What day?"

"Your birthday." Zhao Yu smiled mysteriously: "I prepared a big gift for you. I spent a lot of money on it."

"birthday?"

Shen Qing was startled and rubbed her brows. After Zhao Yu reminded her, she just remembered that in two days it would be her birthday, and she would be exactly 29 years old.

According to the calculation method at that time, it was the 30th birthday, the age of thirty.

Twelve years have passed in a flash, winter has come and summer has gone, and time is like sand flowing through your fingertips, which you cannot grasp.

For a moment, Shen Qing's eyes were slightly complicated, and he said softly: "What gift did you prepare for me?"

"You'll know when the time comes." Zhao Yu smiled mysteriously, ran towards the dragon bed, took off his boots, threw himself into the quilt woven with ice silk, and rubbed it comfortably.

Seeing Shen Qing standing still, Zhao Yu looked up, a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, go to sleep."

Shen Qing raised his eyes slightly, looked at the light screen in front of him, stunned and speechless.

[Current time and space coordinates: Xinchao Year 5, Summer]

[Expected duration of stay: two days]

"I have some things to do in the next two days. I have to go on a long journey. You don't have to wait for me."

After coming to his senses, Shen Qing looked at Zhao Yu deeply, then turned around and left the bedroom.

A ray of rainbow light tore through the night sky and went straight into the northwest.

As she was leaving soon, she had to make some preparations.

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Qianzhou.

Among the quiet mountains, a rainbow light descended from the sky, breaking the silence.

In a small building not far away, Fu Chan sensed the movement and pushed the door open. When she saw Shen Qing, she was slightly surprised:

"Why are you here?"

A late night visit must mean something important.

"I came here to ask you what you think about the cave you mentioned earlier. Are you going to go or not?"

Shen Qing spoke bluntly, she was about to leave this era and would not have the chance to speak again in the future.

"No need."

Fu Chan smiled faintly: "In another two years, I will go out and take a look."

This world is too vast, and there are many places she has never set foot in. It is better to live a carefree life in the human world for a few decades than to be trapped in one place and linger for a thousand years.

Shen Qing did not say much about Fu Chan's decision. He went straight to Sikong Yuan's grave and burned three incense sticks.

Before leaving, she thought for a moment and returned the repaired jade hairpin to Fu Chan. After all, it was a relic of her family.

Shen Qing didn't talk much about the future with Fu Chan, because some words would only add to the sadness.

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Southern Xinjiang.

A streak of light came from the end of the sky and sank into a towering divine peak.

It was still cold in the cave, with gusts of cold wind like the howling of ghosts and wolves, and an ominous and menacing aura.

The deep cave is still covered by ice several feet thick and hung with ice spikes. An ice coffin lies quietly in the center of the cave, filled with an ancient and heavy atmosphere.

boom--

With a muffled sound, the ice coffin slowly opened, and the white-haired woman sat up from the coffin, yawning with sleepy eyes, and said with all her strength:

"What's the matter?"

"I want to ask you to keep something for me. If I have the chance, I will come back to get it back."