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"Young Master!" Xiao You's voice trembled with excitement, her eyes wide as she fixed her gaze on the approaching figure.
The carriage curtain was suddenly lifted, and Mu Qing stepped out briskly, staring at Chu Yunxiang, who had dismounted and rushed towards him. His face was filled with disbelief, his mouth slightly agape as if he wanted to say something but was choked by surprise.
"You..."
"You idiot!"
Chu Yunxiang's face was flushed with anger, her eyes reddened and glistening with tears. She threw herself into Mu Qing's arms, pounding her fists against his chest while complaining incessantly, "You just left like that? You just abandoned me here, didn’t you?! Don’t you know how I feel? You blockhead, you big idiot!"
Mu Qing was taken aback by Chu Yunxiang's sudden outburst, his expression growing increasingly perplexed. He instinctively held onto the writhing and emotionally charged Chu Yunxiang, furrowing his brow as he asked, "You are the Chu Country Shaman."
He pronounced each word slowly, as if they carried immense weight. Saying it felt like a sharp knife had cut through his heart, causing unbearable pain.
However, Chu Yunxiang's reaction completely caught Mu Qing off guard. She looked up slightly, tears still in her eyes, and innocently replied, "Huh? That's not me."
Mu Qing assumed she was still trying to deny her identity. His expression darkened as his voice turned cold. "Isn’t the woman who sang and danced in 'Bai Lu Yu' during the Xiang Shui Festival you?"
Chu Yunxiang's cheeks flushed instantly. She lowered her head shyly and said softly, "You figured it out? But... I'm really not the Chu Country Shaman; my master is."
"What?!"
The exclamation came from Xiao You, whose mouth fell open in astonishment, her eyes wide as saucers. Mu Qing remained silent with a tense expression, but a glimmer of anticipation and confusion flickered in his gaze.
"My master said that I am naturally carefree and unable to serve the deities with focus, so she has expelled me from the sect. However, I had barely traveled fifty miles from Wan Qiu City when I received a message from her via carrier pigeon, saying she had injured her foot and could not attend the Xiang Shui Festival, asking me to take her place. That’s when I encountered all of you..."
"What about those days you went missing?" The question came from Xiao You, and Mu Qing turned to him, casting an approving glance, signaling that he had asked a good question.
"My master is very strict, and the Xiang Shui Festival is too important. During those days, I was locked in the sacred temple, studying rituals and dance steps day and night. I only sneaked out that one night to stroll through the night market." As Chu Yunxiang spoke, she stole a glance at Mu Qing and noticed that his expression was not as grim as before, which relieved her heart.
"Are you free?" Mu Qing finally spoke again, his voice carrying a barely perceptible tremor as he fixed his gaze on Chu Yunxiang, seemingly trying to find answers in her eyes.
"Yes." Chu Yunxiang nodded firmly, meeting Mu Qing's gaze without flinching.
"Is there freedom in marriage?" Mu Qing pressed on, his voice slightly raised, hope flickering in his eyes.
"Yes." Chu Yunxiang nodded again, this time with more conviction, a faint smile appearing on her face like the warm sun of spring dispelling the gloom in Mu Qing's heart.
"Did you ride after me for my sake?" Mu Qing's voice softened, filled with affection and anticipation.
"Yes." Chu Yunxiang blushed, lowering her head slightly; her voice was as soft as a whisper but to Mu Qing's ears, it sounded like heavenly music.
Xiao You watched in astonishment, secretly marveling: When did the young master become so sentimental? And lady Chu nodding like a chick pecking at rice—these two are simply a perfect match!
Mu Qing gazed at Chu Yunxiang's flushed face from riding and her slightly swollen lips, his heart stirred with emotion that he could hardly contain.
He slowly lowered his head and gently kissed her.
Upon seeing this, Xiao You quickly covered her eyes and turned away, hiding to the side. After a long while, Mu Qing slowly released Chu Yunxiang, who was breathless and weak, leaning against him.
"Mu Qing, I really like you," Chu Yunxiang said, lifting her head. Her eyes were filled with deep affection and longing, her cheeks flushed like a blooming peach blossom.
"Mu Qing, take me back to Wei State?" Chu Yunxiang's voice was soft yet firm as she tightly grasped the hem of Mu Qing's clothes, as if afraid he would leave again.
"Hey, Mu Qing, you're blushing again. How cute," Chu Yunxiang teased, playfully winking and gently pinching Mu Qing's cheek.
"Shut up!" Mu Qing turned his head slightly embarrassed, but a happy smile spread across his face.
Mu Qing bent down and carefully picked up Chu Yunxiang, cradling her in his arms as he cautiously walked into the carriage. His gaze was filled with affection and tenderness. He secretly thought that along this journey, he would make sure she behaved and no longer acted mischievously.
With that thought, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on Mu Qing's lips, filled with sweetness and contentment.
The once hopeless love story between the noble young man and the priestess had long become a fleeting memory.
The tragedy from Wushan Ballad would never repeat itself for him and Chu Yunxiang.
In this place where Chu Shui flowed gently, he finally achieved his wish—embracing Beautiful Return.
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