Chapter 90: The Bright Moon Shines on My Heart

  The night had deepened, and the mainland of the gods had returned to calmness. The worldly noise of the day was also gradually disappearing from view.

  Ordinary people have generally fallen asleep by now, and everything at night is so quiet and beautiful. The sky has only a faint crescent moon, and the stars are almost invisible, indicating that the weather isn't great. However, the occasional gusts of wind can make the troubles in one's heart disappear for a moment, giving rise to some cool sensations, which also seems like a wonderful thing.

  The Dahuo Empire, one of the four major empires located in the northern part of the Divine Continent, even from a distance on a dark night, can feel the vibrant atmosphere rushing towards you. The sturdy and heavy city walls, the streets lit up with lanterns, sometimes filled with loud singing, sometimes with soft murmurs, the sound of zithers, drums, and se, amidst the hustle and bustle, there is also a hint of elegant charm.

  Xīng Luó Chéng, the capital of Dà Luó Empire, is one of the largest cities in the entire continent of Gods. With a population of tens of millions, it is also known as one of the four holy cities on the continent. This city was originally founded by a powerful war saint and later became the foundation of the Dà Luó Empire.

  In the eyes of the people of the Grand Luo Empire, Xing Luo City was a supreme place and their revered holy land.

  Xingluo City covers an area of tens of millions of mu, built along the Xingluo River, and viewed from above, it is shaped like a crescent moon, hence its reputation as "Stars Holding the Moon".

  In the southeast of Silla Castle, there is a separate area surrounded by artificial moats. This is where the royal family of Silla Castle resides. At this time, the palace is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, looking festive. Upon closer inspection, the windows are pasted with auspicious couplets, it seems that another prince in the royal family is getting married or a princess is about to be wedded off.

  Inside the imperial city, in a palace to the right, joyful colors were spreading everywhere, and all that could be seen was the color red. In the bedroom behind it, on a large ivory-carved double bed covered with flower petals, there sat a person, a woman. The woman wore elegant clothes, her hair hanging down to her waist, but her moving back figure was trembling slightly.

  The woman, with a slender face and faint tear stains on her cheeks, fortunately without makeup, had tightly closed lips, sobbing non-stop, which was completely out of place in this joyful atmosphere, astonishing everyone.

  If Jiang Hao were here, he would definitely recognize her. This woman was none other than the person he often thought of - Zi Yu.

  The imperial family of the Dalo Empire has the surname Xing Luo, and the name of the ruler is Xing Luo Zhenfeng. He is said to be a powerful war emperor, and Zi Yu is his youngest daughter. She has always been treated as a precious treasure, but why is she crying so sadly now? The reason dates back to several months ago when the young prince of the Dayan Empire came to the Dalo Empire and personally proposed to Xing Luo Zhenfeng to marry Zi Yu. As one of the four major empires, the Dayan Empire has a strong foundation that is not weaker than the Dalo Empire, and the two empires have a good relationship with many intermarriages, so Xing Luo Zhenfeng agreed. However, when Zi Yu learned about this matter, she suddenly became furious and even had a big argument with Xing Luo Zhenfeng, resulting in her being locked up. Today is their engagement day.

  "Ah!" A soft sigh came from the dark corner of the great hall.

  "Uncle Purple Wind, come out if you're here." The voice was a bit hoarse, but still had a moving and beautiful tone, like the crisp sound of pearls on a jade plate, or the ethereal and desolate sound from beyond the sky.

  A tall figure slowly emerged from the darkness, looking at the silhouette sitting on the bed, with a hint of reluctance in his heart, but more was the color of indulgence.

  "Xiao Yu, are you alright?" Zi Feng sighed softly and said.

  Zi Yu didn't even lift her head, she just gently wiped away the tears on her face with her hand and said in a low voice, "Alright, of course it's alright. Why didn't Uncle Zi Feng go to accompany that prince, what did he come here for?"

  Zi Feng shook his head with a bitter smile, Zi Yu was brought up by him, and he had been doting on her since she was young. Although sometimes she was willful, but she was kind-hearted and deeply loved by Zi Feng, even surpassing Xing Luo Zhen Feng's position in her heart.

  "Xiao Yu, this time Uncle has no way out. The old man of the Da Yan Empire actually brought his grandson to propose in person. Even your father emperor wants to give him face." Zi Feng said, with a tone full of helplessness. "However, if that young man comes to find you, there might be a glimmer of hope. But it's been several years since then, I don't know how he is doing now?"

  Upon hearing this, Ziyu's figure clearly shook slightly, and she raised her head slightly, revealing her absolutely beautiful face. The delicate features on her face were perfectly proportioned, with a hint of red lips tightly pursed, slender eyebrows furrowed, and tears welling up in her eyes like pear blossoms in the rain. She was already a beauty as a child, and now she had grown into an elegant and refined young woman, lovely and dignified.

  She gazed blankly at the southern direction, shook her head and said with self-mockery, "What can he do even if he comes to find me? He's probably already forgotten about me by now. Maybe he's already found someone he loves." As she spoke, tears began to well up in her eyes again, revealing the unhidden sorrow in her heart.

  "Hey, kiddo, I've told you before that happiness is something you have to strive for yourself. But you never would go look for him, or else you wouldn't be in this passive situation now." Zifeng walked over to Ziyu's side and gently rubbed her head, speaking with a doting tone.

  Zi Yu shook her head stubbornly, and a few crystal tears fell off. She said resentfully: "Uncle Zi Feng, do I have to go find him? He said he would come to the Da Luo Empire back then, but it's been four years and there's no news from him at all." As she spoke, Zi Yu's tears fell again, wetting the front of her clothes.

  "Indeed, how can you be blamed for that?" Zifeng nodded, "According to that kid's talent, he should have reached the rank of War Master by now, haha, maybe he won't be weaker than you."

  Zi Yu bit her lip, resentfully saying, "That bastard, when will he finally come?" Her eyes began to blur, seemingly from crying for too long, with a hint of redness in both eyes.

  "Uncle Purple Wind, take me out of the palace, I really don't want to be engaged to that prince." Suddenly, Purple Feather fiercely turned her head, looking at Purple Wind beside her, with a stubborn expression in her eyes.

  "Ah!"

  Zi Feng sighed, and in his heart, he was struggling more than anyone else. Xing Luo had entrusted him with the task of taking care of Xiao Yu, but seeing Xiao Yu crying all day, Zi Feng's heart ached more than anyone else's.

  It seemed that he had made up his mind, or perhaps thought of something. Zifeng suddenly took a step forward, walked to Ziyu's front, squatted down halfway, stared at Ziyu with both eyes and said softly, "Little Yu, you must honestly tell your uncle whether you really like that little boy?"

  Upon hearing this, Zi Yu's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she was taken aback for a moment before lightly clearing her throat and saying, "Who likes him?"

  Zi Feng's face broke into a smile, he understood his niece best. Her eyes had already betrayed her, but Zi Feng didn't expose her, pretending to get up and saying, "Oh? Is that so? Well, in that case, forget it. I was originally thinking of taking you out of the palace on an adventure, but since you don't like him, just stay here then."

  Zi Yu Meng grabbed Zi Feng's sleeve and exclaimed, "Uncle Zi Feng, you're willing to take me out of the palace? Aren't you afraid of Father Emperor?"

  A hint of sharpness flashed in Zifeng's eyes, and a faint aura emanated from his body. He chuckled lightly and said, "Hehe, Xiao Yu, you underestimate your uncle too much. If we were to face each other head-on, I indeed wouldn't be a match for your old man. However, this doesn't mean I'm afraid of him. Hehe, it's rare that you'd worry about your uncle me."

  Zi Yu got up from the bed, walked to the window and looked out. The crescent moon was hanging quietly in the sky, like a pair of silver eyes watching her. There seemed to be a boy standing there, wearing a green robe with an immature face.

  "Uncle Zifeng, take me out of here. I'd rather die than marry that prince. Father Emperor loves me so much, he shouldn't blame me for this. You're right, happiness needs to be grasped by oneself. I also want to grasp my own happiness." After finishing speaking, Purple Feather suddenly turned around, the tear stains on her face still there, but she was indeed smiling. The door to her heart that had been closed for so long finally opened again, and the gloom disappeared without a trace.

  Zi Feng looked at the smile on Zi Yu's face, and his heart also warmed up. Since Zi Yu knew that Xing Luo Zhen Feng had agreed to the proposal of the young prince of the Da Yan Empire, he hadn't smiled again, every day was like a soulless person. Now he finally recovered, and Zi Feng also let out a sigh of relief. In his heart, he couldn't help but start to resent Ou Yang Zhen Feng, "Ah, brother, sorry, I really don't want to see Zi Yu being so depressed, I know you have your difficulties, but this time, I will accompany Xiao Yu in her stubbornness."

  "Xiao Yu, get ready, I'll come to pick you up in the second half of the night." Zifeng gently rubbed Zi Yu's hair and said, then his figure retreated and gradually disappeared into the darkness of the grand hall.

  Zi Yu leaned against the window, a faint smile on her face, revealing a hint of white and clean teeth, softly saying to the silver moon, "Jiang Huo you bastard, you actually didn't come find me, humph, when we meet again I'll beat you until you can't take care of yourself."

  ……

  In the distant, barbarous land, the Fia Empire's military camp, the Huantian Army Department, in a large tent, Jiang Huan, Jiang Lie and Lei Xiang were seated, discussing the matter of the titanium crystal.

  "Ah, ah."

  Jiang Hao suddenly let out two loud sneezes and rubbed his nose, feeling a stinging sensation that was very uncomfortable.

  "Fourth brother, have you caught a cold?" Jiang Lie asked.

  Jiang Hao shook his head, and to his surprise, a ripple arose in his heart. A purple figure once again burst into his mind, "Zi Yu, could it be that you're thinking of me?"

  Lei Xiang spoke up, "Jiang Hao, so it's settled then. We'll transport this titanium crystal to the Da Luo Empire and auction it off."

  Jiang Hao nodded and said, "Alright, this time I'll go personally. Second brother, you come with me too. Leave Rui Xiang here to you, I'll be back within three months."

  Jiang Lie and Lei Xiang both nodded slightly.

  "Alright, it's settled then. I'll set off early tomorrow." Jiang Huan stood up and glanced at the direction of the north, a faint smile appearing on his lips, "Xiao Yu, I said I'd come visit you, hey, who knows how your cultivation has progressed in these four years?"

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