Chapter 238: Chapter 239: Slaying the Immortal 1_1 Chapter 238: Chapter 239: Slaying the Immortal 1_1 The old granny continued, “All these mundane matters in the world are always disturbing and hurtful. No matter how deep one’s affections are, they can’t compare to a lifetime of freedom gained through cultivating one’s self. The Family Head asked me to tell Missy that understanding this is more important than anything else.”
“Because we are cultivators, does that mean we can’t engage in love and affection?”
“Of course not, only after one has personally experienced these can they truly attain enlightenment. Only by truly experiencing the suffering of the mortal world can one truly cultivate into an immortal. This is also why the Family Head asked me to tell you about these worldly affairs.”
Nangong Qin seemed somewhat melancholic, and she cast her eyes downwards. Her curled and slender eyelashes trembled like a butterfly spreading its wings, “Could it be… that this is also the reason for my mother’s early death?”
“Missy, you must not bring up this matter again.”
The wife of each generation of the Nangong Family is an untouchable secret.
The old granny closed the book, maintaining a kindly smile on her face: “The Buddha said, all is illusionary. As a Cultivation Family, our Nangong Aristocratic Family must always remember to follow the laws of all things, and not arbitrarily break any rules of the human world. I hope Missy will remember this.”
“I understand now.” The young girl smiled, her eyes curving like a clear spring. The audience continued to watch and sent bullet comments or interacted with short messages on the internet.
“Oh my God, the actors are so good looking, the makeup and the costumes are simply outstanding, so beautiful, so pleasing to the eyes!”
“Where did Lady Nangong go to? Can’t be that every generation of the Nangong family’s Lady gets killed, that’s scary!”
“The scene is so retro, the costumes designed for the actors are all luxurious and vintage, meticulously detailed, pretty much like that era, so beautiful!”
“It was said that every scene in this drama is crafted very finely, after all, it is a work by the big devil Lee, definitely a good drama!”
The comments caused quite a stir, then as the plot unfolded, they gradually quieted down and continued to watch. The screen gradually darkened, and the camera slowly focused on another scene.
Within the huge courtyard, it was Jun Lin and Fang Qianping’s first encounter. Particularly captivating was the scene where the girl wanted to say something but is too shy, especially when Jun Lin picked up the handkerchief from the ground, exploding young girls’ hearts with adoration.
The barrage of comments below erupted again: “The Demon Immortal is coming out, he’s coming out!”
The scene changed again; it was the first meeting of Nangong Qin and Jun Lin. The light before the camera did not last long before the extensive courtyard of the Nangong Royal Mansion and the scene in front of the door were reflected onto the screen again.
The servants of the Nangong Royal Mansion got up to sweep the snow in front of the door, and the pageboys hung the lanterns high, their fire-like colours especially eye-catching against the pure white snow.
It was a rare snowy night illuminated by the moonlight in Capital City, and Nangong Qin, going against Old Granny’s wishes, snuck out of the mansion. The servants saw the little girl running out in her vibrant red cloak, her lively figure amused everyone.
Later, she saw an elongated silhouette, lengthened by the moonlight, standing still suddenly and slowly lifting her head.
“May I ask if the Head of the Nangong Family is in?”
Under the bright lights, he had a pair of ink-colored eyes full of contemplation, holding up the Purple Bone Umbrella and standing under the moonlight and the snow with a White Tiger Fur draped over his shoulders. Against the backdrop of the red plum trees, he looked like a vivid ink painting.
“What are you looking for him for?” The girl’s eyes rolled a bit, and she yelped in a rather silly way, “You’re hurt?”
Nangong Qin smiled and stepped forward, handing him a Jade Porcelain Vial filled with ointment: “This is for you, I made it myself when I was bored. It’s very effective for your hand injury.”
“Thanks.” The man took a moment to gather his thoughts before extending his hand to take it, “Missy’s hands are beautiful, may I know your name?”