Chapter 978 – The Rivers and Mountains Are Truly Like a Painting (1/2)

Chapter 978 – The Rivers and Mountains Are Truly Like a Painting

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

In the last five years, Luoluo had only received a very small number of letters.

There was no place she could put her memories, and her concerns could only be known to herself. Fortunately, she had lived for a long period of time in the Li Palace, had been under Mao Qiuyu's formal tutelage, and also had somewhat of a friendship with Archbishop An Lin. As a result, she was able to learn a good deal of news concerning Chen Changsheng.

And after Chen Changsheng left the snowy mountain and reappeared in society, An Lin often wrote her letters.

She knew everything that had happened in the last few days.

She knew what he had done in the Mount Song Army headquarters, knew that he had passed through Hanqiu City, knew that he had gone to Wenshui, and knew that he had killed Daoist Baishi in front of the Daoist church.

A pear tree was planted behind the holy gate of Wenshui's Daoist church. On one winter night, deep in the winter, Wenshui welcomed a sudden spring breeze, causing the tree to bloom with flowers.

The cool breeze swept past, causing countless tiny white flowers to drop down and fall on his shoulder, as clean as fresh snow.

An Lin had described this scene in her letter.

Luoluo liked it, so she had diligently painted it, upon which she found that she liked it even more.

Madam Mu did not know that such a scene truly had taken place in Wenshui's Daoist church, so she naturally did not know why her daughter loved this painting so.

After some pondering, she concluded that her daughter was just feeling a little romantic with the coming of the Heavenly Selection ceremony.

Even in midwinter, White Emperor City was still warm. It would not be too fantastical for the pear tree on the observation platform to suddenly bloom.

Thus, a spring breeze swept across the shores of the Red River, causing the branches to burst with white flowers. And so the Demon Lord had climbed the steps to the Imperial City and stood under the pear tree, remaining there until now.

All this for a painting.

Just like Luoluo had said, this was truly a beautiful painting, whether it was the blossoming pear tree or the Demon Lord himself.

Madam Mu's arrangements had truly been meticulous, her methods extraordinary.

Regretfully, she had still failed to make the Demon Lord the person in the painting.

Because Luoluo's painting already had a person, a person that was impossible to replace.

”You can paint a new painting with whatever scene you please.”

The Demon Lord faintly smiled at Luoluo.

It had to be said that even now, his manners were perfect, without the slightest flaw.

'Whatever scene you like, I can become a part of it.'

This was a very touching statement of love.

Alas, it still failed to move Luoluo.

She replied, ”My apologies. All the scenes I like do not include you.”

The Demon Lord arched his brow. ”But they must include him?”

Luoluo answered, ”I love the spring breeze, the fresh snow. Teacher is the fresh snow, the spring breeze, but you are not.”

The Demon Lord's inky brows rose higher and higher, a chilly aura rising as he asked, ”Why?”

Luoluo replied, ”Fresh snow and the spring breeze are the cleanest of all. Teacher is precisely this sort of person.”

A deathly stillness settled over the observation platform.

The meaning of these words was exceptionally clear.

The Demon Lord laughed at himself and shook his head.

There was no joy in his eyes, only an icy cold.

So-called scenery had always depended on the mind of the person viewing the scene.

The person in the painting was naturally the person in the mind.

If he continued to entangle himself in this conversation, he would end up losing some face.

He was the master of the demon lands, one of the most revered Divine race. How could he endure such humiliation?

”So what Xuanyuan Po said was true—you had a secret relationship with Chen Changsheng.”

His lip curled with derision as he said, ”You are his student and he dares to make moves on you? How could such a person be called clean?”