Return to Original Simplicity, this young lady is the Prince of Yan (two chapters in one)

[The nine of you began descending Mount Zhongnan.]

[You did not travel particularly fast!]

[Back when you and Lu Yu went to the capital, there had been only the two of you. Now, ten years later, seven disciples were accompanying you.]

[The disciples were all in their twenties, with the eldest already thirty.]

[The seven wore Mount Zhongnan's distinctive blue Daoist robes and followed close behind you and Lu Yu.]

[Lu Yu wore spotless, plain white Daoist robes. He disliked wearing a Daoist crown and let his hair fall over his shoulders. His face was as fine as polished jade, with a red mole between his brows, and his entire bearing was handsome and otherworldly.]

[He resembled a noble young gentleman out on an autumn excursion, except that his eyes gleamed with a cold light that made others hesitate to meet his gaze.]

[He looked the youngest of everyone present, like a boy of sixteen.]

[Whenever Lu Yu descended the mountain with his disciples, people often mistook him for some aristocratic scion leading a group of Daoist bodyguards on an outing.]

[You still wore hempen Daoist robes and a bamboo hat, riding ahead at an unhurried pace.]

[The autumn wind swept across Mount Zhongnan, carpeting the path with yellow leaves. The nine of you rode over them, hoofbeats mingling with the rustle of fallen leaves.]

[By afternoon, snow-white thunder had already begun gathering in the sky.]

[Heavy black clouds hung over the mountains.]

[Once you crossed the Zhongnan mountain range, another fifty li would bring you to the banks of the Yuetang River, where you could transfer to a boat.]

[Heading north meant traveling against the current, so you naturally could not take a boat that way.]

[Instead, you would sail downstream to Yong Pass, bypass the unbroken mountains ahead,