Chapter 76 Sadness
"This night pearl is too big!"

"There is also this box of oriental pearls, hundreds of them. It's not that I haven't seen them before. One year I went to the palace to pay homage to the Queen Mother. The oriental pearls that the Queen Mother wore on her head were not as big as these. They were more than a circle smaller than these, and the color was also better."

"He is indeed a person from the Immortal Sect. His moves are not ordinary."

"Even though I worked in vain and made a mistake, I don't need to give you such a heavy apology gift."

Madam Pei said a few words in a row. Seeing that City Lord Pei nodded repeatedly, but her son remained silent, she sighed, "Brother Rong, it's a good thing that you and that girl only met once and didn't say a few words to each other. You don't have the idea of ​​marrying her alone. Otherwise, this is really hard to accept."

Pei Rong nodded silently, "Mother is right."

He indeed had no intention of marrying anyone but you, but it was not that he had no thoughts at all. Now he was quite shaken.

He said softly, "The person was in the house and disappeared without a trace. None of the servants guarding outside the courtyard noticed him. So this is someone from the Immortal Sect? He comes and goes freely and without any restrictions. Even the emperor of the mortal world would be unable to do anything about him."

"Of course, people in the immortal sects have this ability. Coming and going freely is nothing. There are those who are so powerful that they can call the wind and rain, split mountains and seas. The Supreme Lord supports a large number of heavenly masters and immortal masters. Although they may not be unable to do anything to the immortal sects, they dare not easily offend the immortal sects." Pei City Lord sighed, "Otherwise, why do you think the Yun family in Yunshan City has been able to stand firm even though it lives in a remote corner and the dynasty has changed countless times? Of course, it is because of the protection of the immortal sect. In this generation of his family, there are descendants who were selected to enter Kunlun Immortal Mountain to ask for the avenue. My ancestors of the Pei family also had this experience. Although they only had a casual cultivator, because they saved the head of the Yun family, our two families have had generations of friendship and have been good friends for hundreds of years. But I didn't expect that our family had few descendants and gradually declined. When it came to your generation, because the two families were far apart, they had not visited for a long time. Your grandmother, mother and I thought that we must renew your marriage contract so that you can get help from the Yun family."

Pei Rong nodded, "The letter said, 'Wei Qinglan and Jiang Lisheng respectfully apologize', which are their real names. It seems that they are not siblings."

"When they were out and about, they used the identities of the Yun family. It was probably for convenience that they called themselves brother and sister. The Yun family gave them jade tokens representing their identities, which shows that they have a close relationship with the people in the Yun family." Mrs. Pei felt a little sorry. "These two good children are just not destined to be with our Pei family. They don't want to be involved with us, so they left without saying goodbye."

"Yes." City Lord Pei said, "Our Pei family has only one son for three generations. Otherwise, we should send one to the Immortal Gate to see if he can stay."

"There is no spiritual root in our family. Mother said that the ancestor who was a casual cultivator became a ghost cultivator because of some chance. Don't dream on." Madam Pei took the letter in her hand, read it carefully again, and sighed, "The letter said that they have informed the Yun family for us. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be a reply from the Yun family in the near future. It can be said that we have contacted the Yun family by accident. Let's wait a few days and see what the Yun family says!"

"What if the Yun family doesn't want to renew the engagement and marry their daughter instead?" It's no wonder City Lord Pei has this worry. The Pei family is now in decline. He feels that he doesn't have much ability and being the lord of a city is the limit. It's hard to go any higher. Even though he has had a friendship with the Yun family for hundreds of years, he is afraid that the Yun family will despise him after not having contacted them for more than ten years. This is why he didn't write to the Yun family immediately when he saw that his mother was in poor health and his son was old enough to get married. But he didn't expect that two days of delay would lead to this incident.

"Forget about not marrying." Pei Rong suddenly didn't care so much. "If my son has no ability, it's useless even if the Yun family helps him. If my son has ability, he doesn't need the Yun family's help. He can support our Pei family by himself."

City Lord Pei was relieved, "You are right to think so. It is better to rely on yourself than on others."

Mrs. Pei didn't want her son to suffer so much. "It's better to have help. If you don't have a good in-law, you can only suffer by yourself."

Pei Rong said nothing more and stood up, "My son has gone to the army."

"Go! You were supposed to go to the army early this morning, but you were delayed for one more day." City Lord Pei waved his hand.

Madam Pei told him, "Swords have no eyes, be careful." Pei Rong nodded, saying "I know." He took two steps, turned back, and looked at the letter in Madam Pei's hand, "This letter should be kept by my son, right?"

Mrs. Pei was stunned for a moment and handed it to him.

Pei Rong folded the letter, put it in his arms, turned and left.

After Pei Rong left, Madam Pei realized that he had left without even eating dinner, even though dinner was already on the table. She looked at the table in silence and said to City Lord Pei, "Master, Rong must be feeling bad. This must have left a mark on him."

City Lord Pei nodded. From the letter, it can be seen that he did not even have dinner and returned to the army. He must have digested it alone. He could only say: "Although our Pei family has declined, Brother Rong has never suffered any setbacks since he was a child. Now that he has experienced this, I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing."

He sighed again, "There are always people better than you, and there are always mountains better than you!"

Mrs. Pei naturally hoped that it was a good thing. "These two things are really too valuable. What should we do? Should we really keep them? Or should we send them to the Yun family?"

“Keep it first and see what the Yun family says before dealing with it.” City Lord Pei said.

Mrs. Pei nodded.

Pei Rong rode to the military camp. As he walked on the road, his mind kept replaying the scenes of his meeting and getting along with Wei Qinglan and Jiang Lisheng today. He thought of Jiang Lisheng's uncomfortable face while riding the horse, and how happily she ate the cakes, her cheeks puffed up after eating the dishes, her eyes shining when she praised the cook in the kitchen, and her eyes smiling when she talked to his mother. She didn't look like someone from the immortal sect at all.

The people in the immortal sect he imagined were ethereal, high and mighty, looking down on mortals as if they were ants.

But she is not, she is just like an ordinary girl.

There was also Wei Qinglan, who spoke and laughed without any contempt. Although he was a little distant, he was still polite. He was probably more like a member of the Yun family than the Yun family. That was why he did not have the slightest suspicion.

He rode all the way back to the gate of the military camp. Looking at the solemn military site, he stopped thinking and let out a sigh. He felt sad. He wondered if he could see them again in this life. He was afraid that he would never see them again.

He dismounted.

The soldier at the door respectfully took the horse and said, "General Pei, you are back?"

Pei Rong nodded and strode into the military camp.

Darlings, monthly tickets, eh?