Leng Nianhan smiled, gently placed the jade flute in her bosom, and leaned down to give him a slow kiss on the lips.

In front of the main hall, plain white gauze hung from the hall's canopy, making it appear even more empty and desolate.

After hesitating for a long time, the lord asked, "Green Rainbow, you must understand that even if the Yang Jade awakens you, it may not bring you back to life. If you regret it now, it's not too late!"

“Then I am willing.” Leng Nianhan knelt before the palace, the faint firelight shining through the white veil onto her face. She shook her head firmly: “I beg my lord to grant my request.”

The lord looked at the dark red marks that had appeared on her lotus-colored arm and finally sighed.

[Let us forget each other on the road of life]

Within a month, numerous major events unfolded in the martial arts world. Among them, the awakening of Gangyang Jade was the most significant.

When they met again, she was still wearing a green dress, and he was still in a black robe.

He brushed past her, and they walked right past each other.

He didn't glance to the side or turn back, and gradually walked away.

But she stood there, watching him walk away.

The green dress floated in the wind, missing a fleeting glimpse of beauty amidst the pure white snow, but leaving behind a profound and lingering impression.

A Matchmaker for the World / Lotus Bathing in the First Light

【one】

In February, the Jiangnan region is still chilly.

From the moment Young Master Bai stepped into the tavern, Rouge had her eye on him. A dappled horse, a thousand pieces of gold—what thief wouldn't covet such a thing? But when she reached out and touched him, she realized he hadn't brought his silver pouch.

This idiot, he forgets to bring money even when he goes out?

Rouge looked a little dejected, then her eyes darted around before she went up to the second floor of the tavern with a charming air.

At that moment, the young master had ordered two ounces of peach blossom wine and was drinking heartily by himself. She walked straight over, picked up a wine cup, poured herself a cup, and asked in a seductive voice, "Young master, are you selling your dappled horse?"

He didn't even lift his eyelids: "Not for sale."

"Not even this price?" Rouge dipped her finger in wine and traced lines on the table. Anyone else would have been completely captivated by her. But Young Master Bai simply shook his head and said, "You've wasted a cup of peach blossom wine."

Rouge was furious and about to knock him out with a Black Wind Palm, but he asked instead, "Silver notes or silver coins?"

The situation took a dramatic turn, and the deal was struck.

She asked him to accompany her to her mansion in the west of the city so she could collect the thousand taels of silver, and he didn't suspect a thing. He really is a fool; he deserves to be deceived by her.

As they walked to the pharmacy at the head of the stone bridge, Rouge stopped and turned around, saying, "Wait here for me. I owed the shopkeeper ten taels of silver last time, and I'm just passing by today, so I'll pay him back."

Young Master Bai, unsuspecting, tied his dappled horse to the entrance of the cloth shop and leisurely leaned against a paulownia tree, closing his eyes to rest. Rouge was overjoyed. She went into the shop and said to the pharmacy owner, "See that dappled horse by the door? That's my husband's treasure. Exchanging it for your thousand-year-old ginseng isn't a bad deal, is it?"

The ginseng shopkeeper worked on his abacus with great speed and finally agreed to the deal. He tore off the demon-repelling talisman from the medicine cabinet and then took out a thousand-year-old ginseng as thick as a calf.

The shopkeeper was very superstitious, and he used demon-repelling talismans to protect all the rare medicinal herbs. These talismans possessed powerful spiritual energy, capable of warding off most demons and monsters; their only drawback was that they could only be used once. Now, the talisman floated lightly to the ground, and Rouge blew on it, burning it to ashes.

Before the shopkeeper could scream, she snatched the thousand-year-old ginseng, stuffed it into her bosom, and transformed into a wisp of breeze, flying out of the pharmacy.

Looking down from the clouds, several shop assistants rushed out of the pharmacy, grabbing Young Master Bai and arguing heatedly, probably demanding payment for the thousand-year-old ginseng. In the midst of the argument, a few snowflakes fell from the branches of the paulownia tree, becoming a speck of white against his dark hair.

"Who told you to be so dull?" she giggled.

【two】

Rouge quickly realized her mistake. The man wasn't a fool; he knew various illusions and was quite skilled. Even the heavily guarded palace couldn't stop him.

A flash of white light, and he landed steadily before her, his snow-white fox fur coat contrasting beautifully against the vermilion glazed tiles. He scoffed dismissively, "A mere tree spirit, daring to stir up trouble?"

Rouge hated being called a little tree spirit, because it was true—she was a mimosa tree born in the palace, with only a hundred years of cultivation. She should have been in a state of confusion, but because she was possessed by a wisp of ghost, she had awakened her mind early.

"The ginseng is right here in my arms; you can take it yourself." Rouge covered her mouth and laughed, reclining on a branch in a seductive pose. Unexpectedly, he was oblivious to her charms and began chanting a demon-summoning spell without a word. Seeing the situation was turning against her, Rouge quickly used a teleportation technique.

Little did she expect that he was a hundred times faster than her. With a single incantation, the ground became as hard as gold and silver. Rouge rubbed her throbbing forehead, calculated with her fingers, and exclaimed in astonishment, "Are you an immortal?"

He looked down at her, his slender, handsome eyes filled with a chilling coldness like shattered ice.

This is clearly murderous intent!

Rouge was terrified and tried to escape, but her soul was held captive by the relentless killing curse. At the critical moment of life and death, he stopped, looking down at her struggling in his grasp: "Do you have any last wishes?"

"Your dying wish is for you to die. Would you be willing?" Rouge cried out in pain. But in that instant, she suddenly sensed that the other person was distracted. She quickly feinted, leaped a hundred feet into the air, and plunged headfirst into the Emperor's palace.

Just then, during the change of guards, a red light suddenly appeared in the sky, coming with great force. Everyone shouted, "There is a strange phenomenon! Protect His Majesty!"

Amidst the chaos and commotion, Rouge transformed into a firefly on a palace lantern. Looking up at the palace roof, she found he had vanished. Celestial lords are forbidden from interfering with mortal affairs; this is a heavenly rule, and he must have been wary of it.

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