Chapter 76

Chapter 76: A Drama of Joys and Sorrows (Part One)

Standing at the railing of the water pavilion, Si Cang Qing gazed at the dark, distant water surface, where 

the phoenix flower boat had long since vanished from sight. Lowering his eyes, Si Cang Qing instructed 

Qiu Ping Tian behind him, "Quickly send someone to investigate the details of that boat."

Qiu Ping Tian replied, "Okay."

The crowd outside the Water Pavilion remained exceptionally agitated, fervently calling out for the Phoenix 

Flower God, hoping to see her once more. The Flower God Assembly, originally convened to elect 

the Phoenix Flower God, was abruptly interrupted by the sudden appearance of the 'Phoenix Flower God,' 

and the local flower Gods had already been forgotten.

On the surface of the water, the night breeze rises, and this warm spring night stirs the hearts of countless people.

Si Cang Qing turned to the crowd and said softly, "It's late tonight, go back!"

After all, they were not ignorant passers-by. Those present were all Si Cang Qing's confidants. They understood 

that the incident just now was very strange, and they were secretly worried.

The atmosphere was a little depressing for a moment, and a few people avoided the noisy crowd and walked 

towards their residence through a quiet alley.

"Where's Yang'er?"

Cheng TianBi called out in a panic, stopped and turned back to look for Cheng TianYang, but in vain.

Everyone stopped and were lost in their own thoughts, so they didn't notice when Cheng TianYang had 

disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the worried Cheng TianBi, Si Cang Qing calmly said, "He will be fine." Although Cheng TianYang's 

martial arts were rarely seen, it was obvious that they were quite powerful.

After calming down, Cheng TianBi calmed down and said, "I'll go find him."

Si Cang Qing shook his head slightly, then looked at Feng Lan and said softly, "You all go back first," and then 

assured Cheng TianBi, "I'll go find him..."

He thought, he probably knew why that person suddenly disappeared.

"Qing, you..."

Si Cang Qing didn't wait for Cheng TianBi to continue speaking, "I roughly know where he is, you all go back." 

Take this opportunity to rest more, the day after tomorrow, they will continue heading south. To save time, 

the schedule will be much tighter then, and they probably won't get much rest.

Seeing Si Cang Qing's determined expression, An Ping quickly took over the conversation, "Young Master, 

don't worry, I will ensure the safety of the young masters."

Si Cang Qing nodded, and with a flicker, he disappeared into the vast night. The others had no choice but to 

follow Si Cang Qing's orders and leave first.

On the west side of Chaojiang City, behind the red brick and green tile buildings, there are scattered earthen 

houses. The dilapidated alleys are narrow and dark, and when the night wind blows, it occasionally carries a 

pungent stench.

According to the news from the shadow guard, Si Cang Qing arrived outside a dilapidated tavern. In the night, 

the white banner occasionally swayed dejectedly.

The door of the tavern was half ajar, and dim light spilled out.

The wooden door creaked open, and the sleepy innkeeper behind the old counter suddenly raised his head, 

his gaze unfocused, staring blankly at the young man standing at the door. The flickering light and shadow 

dimmed the surroundings, but could not conceal the young man's proud demeanor, which was out of place in 

this setting.

The shopkeeper's mind was a bit slow, somewhat dazed, thinking: strange things keep happening today, those 

who shouldn't be here are all coming to his shabby little shop... Habitually, he asked the professional question, 

"Esteemed guest, what brings you here?"

Si Cang Qing didn't pay attention to this person and walked straight towards the dark corner—there, a familiar 

red figure was leaning against the wall, looking dejected, with several wine jars scattered on the table in front 

of him.

The shopkeeper was momentarily stunned, but then finally came to his senses and remembered the stunningly 

handsome man who had suddenly barged into the shop earlier. Without saying a word, he just kept pouring 

drinks for him, who sat alone in the corner, drinking one jug after another.

"Dear guest," seeing the obviously drunk handsome man, the innkeeper eagerly said to Si Cang Qing, "You must 

be this young master's friend, right? Sigh, this young master seems to have something on his mind, please 

persuade him quickly..."

"Hehe..." Before the shopkeeper could finish speaking, Cheng TianYang started laughing to himself, his face an 

abnormal crimson, looking up at Si Cang Qing with somewhat hazy eyes, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not drunk!"

Si Cang Qing glanced at the shopkeeper and casually handed over a few pieces of silver, "Just leave it to me."

"Ah, yes, yes." The shopkeeper hurriedly took the silver, "Please wait a moment, I'll get your change right away."

"No need." Si Cang Qing waved his hand.

"Well then, please make yourself at home..." The innkeeper, highly skilled at reading the room, quickly dashed 

back to the front desk.

Seeing the person in front of him pick up another jug of wine, Si Cang Qing expressionlessly intercepted him, 

"Come back with me."

Cheng TianYang stared blankly at his empty hand, looking somewhat bewildered, and it took him a while to 

process the other person's words. Then, a hint of grievance appeared on his face, "Why did you take my drink? 

Give it back to me!"

Saying this, he wanted to step forward and snatch it away.

Si Cang Qing's eyes narrowed, and with a casual wave of his hand, a chaotic sound erupted. Not only the wine

jug in his hand but also all the wine jars piled up haphazardly nearby were shattered by the gust of his palm, and 

the wine flowed out in a rush, covering the ground.

The sudden turn of events startled the shopkeeper, who was still immersed in the joy of unexpected income. He 

looked over in a panic, "Ah, my wine..."

Si Cang Qing's icy gaze swept over, and the shopkeeper abruptly fell silent, timidly retreating behind the door.

Cheng TianYang seemed a bit dazed, looking down at the mess on the ground. After a long while, he glared at 

Si Cang Qing with a reproachful look, his tone dissatisfied, "Why are you so domineering, huh? Controlling my 

drinking and casually smashing someone's shop..."

He started to mumble on and on, his behavior completely unlike his usual decorum.

He tugged at Si Cang Qing's sleeve and walked towards the shopkeeper, "Boss, he smashed your store, make 

him pay for it..."

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Compensation? The shopkeeper timidly shook his head, not even daring to speak.

Having seen quite a few people, the shopkeeper instinctively felt that the young man being pulled by the young 

man in red was no ordinary person, and dared not offend him in the slightest.

Except for the first sentence, Si Cang Qing remained silent afterward, allowing Cheng TianYang to make a 

scene.

After a while, he finally pried his hand away from Cheng TianYang's tight grip, casually pulled out a silver note, 

placed it on the counter without even looking at it, and then turned back to Cheng TianYang with an indifferent 

gaze, "Is it okay now?"

Cheng TianYang stared blankly at the silver note on the table, nodded, then shook his head, frowned, and 

muttered, "Then what about my wine..."

"I'll make it up to you later," Si Cang Qing said lightly, "It's getting late, come back with me."

Actually, he could completely ignore this person's will and forcefully take him away. But... he doesn't like to 

force others, and besides, this person really needs to vent his emotions!

Although he doesn't quite understand yet, after all, he can't empathize.

Cheng TianYang's desire to continue making trouble was blocked by Si Cang Qing's suggestion. He sighed 

suddenly, a sense of emptiness rising from the bottom of his heart. Thinking back to the tantrum just now, he 

felt it was even more boring.

He simply leaned into Si Cang Qing's arms, closed his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "You must keep your word."

"Um."

Knowing that this person had calmed down and was willing to go back with him, Si Cang Qing simply picked 

him up and disappeared in an instant.

The shopkeeper who was hiding behind the door came out slowly after a long while. He couldn't help stroking 

the banknotes and shook his head, lamenting today's adventure.

The wind was whistling, and Cheng TianYang leaned comfortably in Si Cang Qing's arms, feeling his body 

floating up and down. The man's hair was teased by the night breeze and would occasionally touch his face, 

causing him to feel a little itchy.

With his eyes tightly closed, Cheng TianYang sighed softly, "You know everything, right?"

The answer to him was silence.

After another long silence, Cheng TianYang slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness wandering, looking at 

the deep blue sky.

“I’m so happy today…”

As he spoke, his tone was unusually cold, and his voice was wooden, not at all as clear or charming as before. 

"It's a pity that he got such a good deal. I only regret that I couldn't skin him with my own hands!”

Si Cang Qing remained silent.

In fact, he knew two days ago that Cheng Ce would be dying soon. In the past few days, Cheng TianYang's 

mood has undergone some subtle changes, and he has vaguely felt it. So when Cheng TianYang went missing, 

Si Cang Qing immediately thought there might be news about Cheng Ce. Sure enough, just now the shadow 

guard brought the news: Cheng Ce passed away last night due to illness, coughing up blood. Three days later, 

Hong Cheng Kingdom will hold a funeral.

Si Cang Qing vaguely sensed that whether it was Cheng TianYang or Cheng TianBi, their feelings towards 

Cheng Ce seemed a bit complicated. The hatred that Cheng TianYang thought he had and the indifference 

that Cheng TianBi thought he had didn't seem to be as simple as they appeared.

He doesn't really understand the feelings between family members, especially such complex feelings.

But regarding Cheng TianYang's emotions, that faint sense of sorrow, he could still feel it. So, he just let him 

indulge in his drunken antics—whether it was real madness or fake drunkenness didn't matter.

Cheng TianYang seemed to have completely detached from his previous emotions, smiling softly, "But it's better 

that the old man is dead, so I won't have to deal with his constant pestering anymore!"

And the power in his hands, just enough to restrain Cheng TianYi, is now completely under his control. It's 

unclear whether Cheng Ce really forgot about it or what, but he hasn't taken it back—though he didn't care at 

first, having it would be a great help in destroying Hong Cheng in the future.

...Now, he has truly become the Lord of Fengying of Hongcheng Kingdom - people in Fengying only serve 

the master who holds the Shadow Seal.

As he spoke, Cheng TianYang's tone changed, a little dissatisfied, and arrogant, "I originally wanted to celebrate 

the old man's death quietly by myself, but..."

"Your Majesty is truly powerful. He can find it anywhere!"

Si Cang Qing replied indifferently, "There is plenty of wine in the palace."

"That's different!" Cheng TianYang was relentless, wrapping his hands around Si Cang Qing's neck, leaning 

close to his cheek, and said, "Today is a special day. No matter how much or how good the wine in the palace is, 

I'm no longer interested."

Si Cang Qing ignored him - this guy must be a little drunk!

"Your Majesty," Cheng TianYang's aggrieved voice rang in his ears, "Please don't be so depressed all the time, 

okay? I talk to you, but you ignore me..."

Si Cang Qing glanced at the person in his arms indifferently, still without saying a word, but just tapped his feet 

lightly and flew quickly between the high walls and roofs.

Cheng TianYang glared at the other person's perpetually cold face with some frustration and muttered under his 

breath, "Blockhead."

Seeing Si Cang Qing's unchanged expression and indifferent face, Cheng TianYang couldn't help it, lowered 

his head, and bit the other person's neck fiercely, not releasing his grip for a long time.

Si Cang Qing didn't even grunt, letting this person act recklessly.

For a moment, Cheng TianYang let go with satisfaction, unconsciously revealing a hint of a smug smile. He 

then settled down in Si Cang Qing's arms, looking at the familiar buildings beneath them, which were indeed 

their place of residence.

Cheng TianYang suddenly spoke softly, "Your Majesty, can you promise me one thing?"
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