Chapter 4071 The Number One Scholar

"Can you bear to never see her again?"

"Why not?"

"But you obviously like her!" Mu Gong couldn't figure it out. "If I guess correctly, Zhao You doesn't even know that you have other thoughts about her, right?"

Zhang Lichen still ignored her.

When Mu Gong didn't get a reply, he said with a smile: "Since the owner only likes her and has no intention of marrying her, why not marry me? I won't go anywhere, I just want to stay here."

"That's great." Zhang Lichen said calmly, "But unfortunately, I'm not interested in you."

"Interest can be cultivated slowly..."

Mu Gong chased after him.

Zhang Lichen turned around and said, "I can let go of people I'm interested in without caring, let alone someone who's not interested in you?"

Mu Gong was stunned: "Doesn't the village owner plan to get married and have children?"

"It was never the intention."

"Even if you meet someone you like?"

"It was like this in the past and it will be like this in the future. My plan for life will not change just because I meet anyone."

"..."

Mu Gong had nothing to say.

She was completely convinced.

But she still couldn't help but ask the last question: "Why did you decide so early that you would never get married and have children?"

Zhang Lichen walked in silence for a while and said, "It's just a personal choice made under different life experiences."

Abandoned by his mother since he was a child, he went to Piaoyun Village alone at the age of ten, and then his whole life was destroyed by his own mother.

His life is lonely, without family affection.

Mu Gong didn't understand this, and Zhang Lichen wasn't interested in explaining.

He glanced into the distance.

There was the little girl he liked, riding her beloved little white horse, happily running towards home.

How could he use his own ruined life to threaten her happiness.

…

The toddler's return trip was uneventful.

From the warm south. At night with small bridges and flowing water, to the snow-covered north.

From midwinter to when the grass grows and the orioles fly.

By the time she finally arrived in Kyoto after a long journey, it was already April.

Returning to a familiar place again gives children mixed feelings.

She led the horse and strolled slowly along the streets she had walked countless times before, recalling the happy times she had spent with her family in the past.

Suddenly there was a burst of firecrackers and gongs and drums in the distance.

Many people swarmed in that direction, with joy and excitement on their faces.

The child stopped, thinking that a noble daughter from whose family was getting married in such a formation.

She didn't pay attention, and led the horse to avoid the roadside. When she rounded the road, she saw a group of people surrounding a young man, riding a tall horse, slowly approaching.

The young man was wearing a red python robe and a black gauze hat with gold flowers on his head. He had a handsome face and a faint smile on his face.

The child's eyes glanced over, and then he was stunned.

The young man in red robe with his tall head and big horse looked familiar.

That face is exactly the same as Master.

It can't be Master.

The master's temperament was cold, far less warm and bright than the young man's smile.

Is it really Shui Yijun?

The child stopped where he was, looking at him slowly approaching as he was surrounded by thousands of people.

Close.

Cheers, laughter and praise erupted all around.

The young man raised his hand gently and thanked the crowd with a smile.

His eyes glanced over and their eyes met.

He smiled at the child, and then he was surrounded and walked away.

The child's eyes followed his back, still in his dream.