The nearby city,
Inside an ordinary inn.
Wang Qianqiu and Gongzhi Yunzi, who had originally looked disheveled, cleaned themselves up in their room and changed into neat, refreshing clothes. After leaving the room, they both cupped their fists and bowed solemnly to Yang Qingyun.
They voiced their gratitude for his rescue.
Yang Qingyun waved his hand, indicating that they need not take it to heart.
It had merely been something he had done along the way, so there was no need for them to be so formal.
Yang Qingyun then asked Wang Qianqiu why he had appeared here.
"Alas, that's a long story!"
Wang Qianqiu sighed and proceeded to recount, in broad strokes, his experiences since leaving the Southern Heaven Domain to venture out over the years.
During their casual conversation, Yang Qingyun gradually learned the whole story.
Simply put, it was more or less the tale of Wang Qianqiu falling in love with Gongzhi Yunzi at first sight during his travels. The two had fallen deeply for each other, but her family looked down on poor boy Wang Qianqiu. In the end, they had beaten the mandarin ducks apart, so the two had eloped.
Hearing this from Yang Qingyun,
his face wore a subtle expression that seemed to say he did not know what to say.
Could it really be this outrageous?
What ancient, clichéd romance plot was this?!
Even novels wouldn't dare write it this way!
If anyone dared write such an old-fashioned plot in a novel, nine times out of ten it would flop so badly they would have to beg in the streets, right?
Inside, he had so many complaints that he did not know where to begin.
Had Wang Qianqiu not told him personally, and had the man's expression not been so serious, Yang Qingyun