Chapter 62
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Chapter 62 The Female Match in Cultivation Immortal Script
Translated by littlecloud
Edited by littlecloud
Song Qingyu reached out and patted his shoulder.
“Un!”
Song Qingran responded.
Although he was very reluctant, and even wanted to follow his sister to cultivate immortality. But this word he couldn’t say it.
He was the monarch of a country. The weight on his back was too heavy and he had to too carried many things on his back.
He can’t be unrestrained yet.
After that, Song Qingyu accompanied him for a meal, then she took the carriage back to the princess mansion.
When passing a courtyard, Song Qingyu heard a melodious flute sound.
This sound was very subtle and very pleasant.
She couldn’t help but stop.
This flute sound can calm the irritability in her heart.
She walked towards the yard and went all the way inside, only to see a man in a white robe standing on a tree under the moonlight, playing the flute.
With the night wind, the clothes were flutter.
At this moment, with his usual outstanding appearance, he was shroud with a layer of silver light under the moonlight, the whole person looked like an immortal.
Seemingly aware of Song Qingyu’s arrival, the flute sound stopped abruptly.
“Your Highness!”
He jumped down from the tree and bowed his head gently to Song Qingyu.
His expression was light, without a trace of flattery.
“What’s your name?”
Song Qingyu suddenly became curious about him.
Through the original owner’s memories, she knew that the original princess had never touched this man.
Although the princess liked beautiful men very much and liked to collect beautiful men, she has never forced anyone.
In fact, if Long Aotian also bluntly said that he wanted to leave, she would also let him go.
But his courtesy made the princess think that he was willing.
“My name is Siyi.”
The man smiled lightly, and there was a shallow smile in his long and narrow eyes. His appearance became more stunning illuminating the night sky.
“Siyi?”
Song Qingyu smiled, really a good name.
Judging from his appearance, he was also living without restained.
At the previous banquet, she just glanced at him and only thought that he was handsome. But at this time, she felt he was a little familiar as if she had met him somewhere. Definitely different from the person she saw before.
Song Qingyu frowned slightly, she really felt that she had met him before.
“Your highness, if there is nothing else, I will step back.”
Siyi cupped his hands and left with his flute.
The wide sleeves floated away, with a hint of splendor.
Song Qingyu looked at his back in the distant, she really felt familiar with his back.
‘Where exactly have I met him?’
“Your Highness, did you need to call him to serve in bed.”
Probably because Song Qingyu kept looking at Siyi back, the maids on the side couldn’t stand it and honestly asked.
“…No need!”
Song Qingyu wanted to cry without tears, what? What was her expression look like just now?
She was very busy, okay. She doesn’t have time to sleep! Don’t make joke.
Song Qingyu waved her hand and walked towards the bedroom.
After returning to the bedroom, she let the maids help her wash up. Then she dismissed everyone and said she was going to rest. No one can disturb her.
After closing the bedroom door. She sat on the bed and stretch her hand to the ring. The person has already entered the space.
One day on the outside was one year inside the space.
Inside the space, there was also a cycle of spring and summer.
When she came in before, it was spring, all things were full of life and look flourishing.
It was winter now, and it was hard to hide a few touches of emerald green amidst the white snow.
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Chapter 62 The Female Match in Cultivation Immortal Script
Translated by littlecloud
Edited by littlecloud
Song Qingyu reached out and patted his shoulder.
“Un!”
Song Qingran responded.
Although he was very reluctant, and even wanted to follow his sister to cultivate immortality. But this word he couldn’t say it.
He was the monarch of a country. The weight on his back was too heavy and he had to too carried many things on his back.
He can’t be unrestrained yet.
After that, Song Qingyu accompanied him for a meal, then she took the carriage back to the princess mansion.
When passing a courtyard, Song Qingyu heard a melodious flute sound.
This sound was very subtle and very pleasant.
She couldn’t help but stop.
This flute sound can calm the irritability in her heart.
She walked towards the yard and went all the way inside, only to see a man in a white robe standing on a tree under the moonlight, playing the flute.
With the night wind, the clothes were flutter.
At this moment, with his usual outstanding appearance, he was shroud with a layer of silver light under the moonlight, the whole person looked like an immortal.
Seemingly aware of Song Qingyu’s arrival, the flute sound stopped abruptly.
“Your Highness!”
He jumped down from the tree and bowed his head gently to Song Qingyu.
His expression was light, without a trace of flattery.
“What’s your name?”
Song Qingyu suddenly became curious about him.
Through the original owner’s memories, she knew that the original princess had never touched this man.
Although the princess liked beautiful men very much and liked to collect beautiful men, she has never forced anyone.
In fact, if Long Aotian also bluntly said that he wanted to leave, she would also let him go.
But his courtesy made the princess think that he was willing.
“My name is Siyi.”
The man smiled lightly, and there was a shallow smile in his long and narrow eyes. His appearance became more stunning illuminating the night sky.
“Siyi?”
Song Qingyu smiled, really a good name.
Judging from his appearance, he was also living without restained.
At the previous banquet, she just glanced at him and only thought that he was handsome. But at this time, she felt he was a little familiar as if she had met him somewhere. Definitely different from the person she saw before.
Song Qingyu frowned slightly, she really felt that she had met him before.
“Your highness, if there is nothing else, I will step back.”
Siyi cupped his hands and left with his flute.
The wide sleeves floated away, with a hint of splendor.
Song Qingyu looked at his back in the distant, she really felt familiar with his back.
‘Where exactly have I met him?’
“Your Highness, did you need to call him to serve in bed.”
Probably because Song Qingyu kept looking at Siyi back, the maids on the side couldn’t stand it and honestly asked.
“…No need!”
Song Qingyu wanted to cry without tears, what? What was her expression look like just now?
She was very busy, okay. She doesn’t have time to sleep! Don’t make joke.
Song Qingyu waved her hand and walked towards the bedroom.
After returning to the bedroom, she let the maids help her wash up. Then she dismissed everyone and said she was going to rest. No one can disturb her.
After closing the bedroom door. She sat on the bed and stretch her hand to the ring. The person has already entered the space.
One day on the outside was one year inside the space.
Inside the space, there was also a cycle of spring and summer.
When she came in before, it was spring, all things were full of life and look flourishing.
It was winter now, and it was hard to hide a few touches of emerald green amidst the white snow.
Chapter 62 The Female Match in Cultivation Immortal ScriptTranslated by littlecloudEdited by littlecloudSong Qingyu reached out and patted his shoulder.Un!Song Qingran responded.Although he was very reluctant, and even wanted to follow his sister to cultivate immortality. But this word he couldn't say it.He was the monarch of a country. The weight on his back was too heavy and he had to too carried many things on his back.He can't be unrestrained yet.After that, Song Qingyu accompanied him for a meal, then she took the carriage back to the princess mansion.When passing a courtyard, Song Qingyu heard a melodious flute sound.This sound was very subtle and very pleasant.She couldn't help but stop.This flute sound can calm the irritability in her heart.She walked towards the yard and went all the way inside, only to see a man in a white robe standing on a tree under the moonlight, playing the flute.With the night wind, the clothes were flutter.At this moment, with his usual outstanding appearance, he was shroud with a layer of silver light under the moonlight, the whole person looked like an immortal.Seemingly aware of Song Qingyu's arrival, the flute sound stopped abruptly.Your Highness!He jumped down from the tree and bowed his head gently to Song Qingyu.His expression was light, without a trace of flattery.What's your name?Song Qingyu suddenly became curious about him.Through the original owner's memories, she knew that the original princess had never touched this man.Although the princess liked beautiful men very much and liked to collect beautiful men, she has never forced anyone.In fact, if Long Aotian also bluntly said that he wanted to leave, she would also let him go.But his courtesy made the princess think that he was willing.My name is Siyi.The man smiled lightly, and there was a shallow smile in his long and narrow eyes. His appearance became more stunning illuminating the night sky.Siyi?Song Qingyu smiled, really a good name.Judging from his appearance,he was also living without restained.At the previous banquet, she just glanced at him and only thought that he was handsome. But at this time, she felt he was a little familiar as if she had met him somewhere. Definitely different from the person she saw before.Song Qingyu frowned slightly, she really felt that she had met him before.Your highness, if there is nothing else, I will step back.Siyi cupped his hands and left with his flute.The wide sleeves floated away, with a hint of splendor.Song Qingyu looked at his back in the distant, she really felt familiar with his back.Where exactly have I met him?'Your Highness, did you need to call him to serve in bed.Probably because Song Qingyu kept looking at Siyi back, the maids on the side couldn't stand it and honestly asked.No need!Song Qingyu wanted to cry without tears, what? What was her expression look like just now?She was very busy, okay. She doesn't have time to sleep! Don't make joke.Song Qingyu waved her hand and walked towards the bedroom.After returning to the bedroom, she let the maids help her wash up. Then she dismissed everyone and said she was going to rest. No one can disturb her.After closing the bedroom door. She sat on the bed and stretch her hand to the ring. The person has already entered the space.One day on the outside was one year inside the space.Inside the space, there was also a cycle of spring and summer.When she came in before, it was spring, all things were full of life and look flourishing.It was winter now, and it was hard to hide a few touches of emerald green amidst the white snow.
