Chapter 105 World Five (Seven)

Surprise flashed in the eyes of Yueyuan Immortal Lord, and his originally relaxed body became straight and serious. He moved the white jade round stone closer to the treasure fan, indicating that she should test it again.

Bao Shan's soft palm rested on the smooth white jade stone, her face obedient. Vast mist lingered as Bao Shan withdrew her hand, her soft palm still showing no trace of affection.

Immortal Yueyuan carefully observed the beautiful little fairy before him. Her aura was clean and pure, like a shallow spring. Such a simple-minded fairy should be easily deceived by love, but she was unexpectedly ruthless and apathetic. It was truly interesting.

The white jade pebble was taken back, and Yueyuan Immortal Lord said leisurely: "My little fairy was born without any feelings. No matter how many times you test it, the result will be the same."

Fuling's black eyes flashed, and she grasped the delicate hand of the treasure fan, her tone filled with joy and excitement: "You are actually a heartless person. There are only a few people in this heaven without feelings."

In Fuling's eyes, the only people born without emotions were those with the immense power of Prince Rong Zhao. Therefore, in Fuling's view, Baoshan, like these people, was without emotions, and would surely have a promising future and a smooth path to immortality.

Knowing that the little lotus under her care would have great fortune in the future, Fuling could not conceal her joy. She suggested to Baoshan how to practice and increase her immortal power in the future.

As if infected by Fuling's joy, Baoshan's eyes also shone, like the brightest stars in the sky, shining brightly and making people's hearts flutter.

"You are definitely someone with unlimited potential on the path to immortality. You must not tire or slack off in your cultivation of immortal techniques."

Bao Shan nodded slightly, her voice clear and gentle: "I will listen carefully to my sister and practice diligently."

When the Fairy Lord Yueyuan heard the ignorant fantasies of the two little fairies in front of him, he couldn't help but laugh.

What is the relationship between love and the path to immortality? As for those who have no love, most of them are immortal kings with profound magical powers. Perhaps it is because those who are in high positions often do not care about worldly affairs, so they cut off love.

But Fairy Yueyuan did not say anything to interrupt the conversation between the two little fairies.

If this matter can encourage the two fairies to diligently practice immortal arts, it would be a wonderful thing.

When following Fuling away, Baoshan turned her head back slightly and met the eyes of Yueyuan Xianjun. Her brows were clear and she showed a gentle smile.

Immortal Yueyuan was slightly stunned, and only came to his senses after the two fairies disappeared into the distance. He could only say: After all, I am an immortal who has lived for thousands of years, and I can still be distracted by seeing a little fairy. It's really...

However, the little fairy named Baoshan is really lovely and adorable.

After several days of practicing magic, Baoshan has learned how to separate his original form and human form.

This way, she could appreciate her original lotus shape.

In a narrow-necked porcelain vase, the delicate lotus flower was gently poked by slender fingers. Bao Shan felt a tickling sensation on her cheek. As if discovering something new, Bao Shan leaned forward and nuzzled the soft petals, truly feeling a double tenderness.

All her spiritual intelligence is in her human form. While the lotus has a form but no soul, it will reflect all the touches it feels to her human form.

Such a magical method is indeed profound and mysterious.

In Xiaohan Palace, the Immortal Lord Zhenyu arrived late. Without waiting for Crown Prince Rong Zhao to ask, he explained, "I stayed with Liu Shengheyan for too long and forgot the time."

Crown Prince Rong Zhao's expression remained unchanged, not even raising his eyes. He asked in a cold voice, "Why?"

Immortal Zhenyu hesitated for a moment and replied, "I want to grow a lotus. I've been lingering in the Willow Grove Lotus Pool for a long time, carefully observing every lotus in the pond, but I can't find the one I like."

Among the flourishing willows and gorgeous lotuses, there were numerous lotus flowers with various shapes and fragrances, but not a single one could satisfy the Immortal Lord Zhenyu's heart.

Immortal Zhenyu knew that based on Prince Rong Zhao's temperament, he would not pay attention to such trivial matters.

He was the only one who was upset because he couldn't pick a lotus.

Prince Rong Zhao asked in a calm voice, "What does the lotus you admire look like?"

Upon hearing this, the Immortal Lord Zhenyu was stunned, but he quickly recovered and revealed everything he was thinking: "Slender figure, delicate posture, elegant fragrance..."

Prince Rong Zhao raised his eyes, his dark pupils were bottomless, and a soft laugh came from his throat, cold and indifferent.

Zhenyu Xianjun didn't know which sentence he said was wrong, but he was sharp-minded and quickly stopped talking.

Prince Rong Zhao stood up and walked towards the outside of Xiaohan Palace. His figure was handsome and slender, but he carried a cold and distant aura. Seeing this, the Immortal Lord Zhenyu hurriedly followed him.

Slender, fragile...

These words were very much like that weak and incompetent little lotus. Prince Rong Zhao frowned and pondered, remembering Bao Shan's timid defense, and secretly added in his heart: It's useless and reckless.

What the Immortal Lord Zhenyu said just now made Prince Rong Zhao feel inexplicably uncomfortable, as if the flowing Milky Way had encountered silt and was temporarily unable to flow.

Prince Rong Zhao attributed all this to the fact that he felt that among all the immortals, the Immortal Lord Zhenyu was a rare one worthy of his attention. He never thought that he actually liked to maintain a lotus like that. It was really...

If Baoshan knew that an immortal was attracted to a lotus that looked like her, how would she react?

Prince Rong Zhao guessed that with her weak temper, she would probably cry for joy.

After all, there was an immortal who was willing to give up a pond full of lotus flowers just for this one.

Prince Rong Zhao frowned. He was not a gentleman, and he could not do anything to help the two of them get together.

It seemed as if the timid words "Master" echoed in his ears, and the slender bodies, like an ignorant fairy child, surrounded him.

Prince Rong Zhao's brows relaxed slightly. Although he was indifferent to love and had no emotional attachment, he could see that Bao Shan probably had some feelings for him.

After thinking about this, Prince Rong Zhao thought that he would definitely stay away from that little lotus in the future.

No matter whether they are fairies or immortal kings, once they indulge in love, many troubles will arise.

And what he hated most in his life was trouble.

Immortal Lord Yueyuan held a white jade pebble in his hand and saw Prince Rong Zhao from afar. He was dressed in black, with a cold look on his face, and he greeted him loudly.

The white jade stone in his hand felt warm to the touch. Immortal Monarch Yueyuan, who was about to leave, paused and said gently, "Your Highness, do you know that there is another heartless person in the heavens?"

Prince Rong Zhao had a cold expression and looked like he had no interest.

Immortal Yueyuan had long been accustomed to the Crown Prince's indifferent temperament, and his interest remained undiminished. He spoke to himself, "It's a little fairy maiden named Baoshan."

Crown Prince Rong Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Treasure fan?"

Yueyuan Immortal Lord nodded and said, "This little fairy looks docile and easy to fool, but I never thought she is actually heartless."

If you have no feelings, you will be free from all emotions and love, and will not feel any affection for others.

Prince Rong Zhao's thoughts turned, and it gradually became clear that Bao Shan was not deeply in love with Mian Mian. Instead, he regarded him as the owner of the little lotus at first sight, and that was all.

Crown Prince Rong Zhao turned sideways, looked at the chattering Immortal Monarch Yueyuan, and said with an ambiguous tone, "That's very good."

Baoshan was in charge of the task of caring for the flowers and plants in Xiaohan Palace. Since her original form was a lotus, she took good care of the plants and flowers in Xiaohan Palace, which attracted many fairies to come to her for advice.

Baoshan did not hide anything and told the truth about the habits of some flowers and plants, which earned her the admiration of many fairies.

The fairies also distributed all the exquisite cakes they made by hand to Baoshan.

The fairies have exquisite craftsmanship and the snacks they make are lifelike, such as the cakes in the shape of flowers, where even the shapes of the petals are carefully depicted.

Baoshan gathered the cakes into her wide sleeves and waited to return to Lingbo Palace to share them with Fuling.

After watering the last fairy plant, Baoshan lowered his eyes slightly. The Xiaohan Palace was vast and boundless, with many rare plants and flowers, but not a single one was a lotus.

Baoshan put down the porcelain bottle in his hand and did not leave in a hurry.

She did have feelings for him, but she used some tricks to cover it up that day.

Also because of her low status, just a little fairy maiden, she was not worthy of the suspicion of the Immortal Lord Yueyuan, so she was able to get away with it.

In the heaven, there are as many people with romantic feelings as the vast ocean, and the Duobao Fan is insignificant.

But if the precious fan does not have any love thread, it will attract extra attention and make Prince Rong Zhao let down his guard.

After all, a fairy girl who has no feelings for love would definitely not approach him to seduce his feelings, so why should he be on guard?

Baoshan walked to the center of Xiaohan Palace, looked around, and found a place that was hidden enough but could be seen by someone with a sharp mind.

Bao Shan hid her figure behind the Tianzhu. The tall Tianzhu completely concealed her slender figure, but it could not hide the delicate fragrance of the lotus that emanated from her.

As soon as Prince Rong Zhao entered Xiaohan Palace, he smelled a scent that did not belong to the palace. It was fresh and elegant, belonging to a woman.

He looked at the figure hiding behind the pillar with a cold gaze, and his voice was like ice and snow: "Come out."

Prince Rong Zhao was not angry, his voice was calm, but it was enough to make Bao Shan behind Tianzhu tremble.

She slowly walked out from behind the pillar and said softly, "Master, it's me."

The hard expression on Crown Prince Rong Zhao's face remained unchanged as he said mercilessly, "You are so timid and unbecoming."

Baoshan trembled and dared not speak.

"You are not allowed to enter Xiaohan Palace again in the future."

Bao Shan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her lips parted slightly. Just when Crown Prince Rong Zhao thought she was about to say something, Bao Shan simply nodded weakly.

How dare she resist?

Opposite the treasure fan is the almighty prince of heaven, while the treasure fan is just a little fairy.

No matter what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, she had no choice but to obey and endure it silently.

Baoshan's eyes turned red and he took out a lotus from his arms.

She didn't dare to approach Prince Rong Zhao and could only hand the lotus to him from a distance.

"Master, I have recently been practicing immortal arts and have been able to separate my true form from my human form. This lotus is my original form—"

Baoshan took a deep breath, and the tip of her small nose was dyed with rouge.

"I want my original form to accompany my master. There is no lotus in Xiaohan Palace, so I am my master's only lotus..."

Baoshan seemed to have thought of something, there was no lotus in Xiaohan Palace.

What if it wasn't the immortal servants' negligence, but Prince Rong Zhao was displeased and was deliberately avoiding him?

Baoshan's cheeks suddenly lost their color and he was on the verge of collapse.

"Lotus... the master doesn't like it..."

Prince Rong Zhao looked on coldly, his arm holding the lotus trembling slightly, his clear and pure eyes filled with sadness, making people feel pity for him.

The lotus was about to be taken back, and Prince Rong Zhao reached out and grabbed it.

The broad palm brushed against the delicate hand of the precious fan, and both of them were slightly stunned.

Bao Shan was the first to retract his hand, and in Prince Rong Zhao's palm, only the soft lotus branches and the remaining delicate touch remained.

Prince Rong Zhao said in a stern tone: "I am not your master."

He already understood that Baoshan had no romantic feelings for him.

Therefore, he did not treat the precious fan with the same aversion and alienation as before.

There is only a lotus on either side, which is a gesture of goodwill to the owner.

This is not an intentional attempt to please, but rather the plant's instinct.

Seeing Prince Rong Zhao accept the lotus, the sadness in Baoshan's eyes was suddenly filled with joy.

This change made Prince Rong Zhao secretly complain: He really has a childlike temperament, sadness and joy only last for a moment.

Bao Shan's gaze was firm, and the clear, pure look she gave Prince Rong Zhao made one feel that any bad assumptions would be a blasphemy and insult to such a pair of eyes.

A gentle voice sounded: "No, the master is the master."

Baoshan turned slightly and looked at the many plants and flowers in the back hall of Xiaohan Palace. Her eyes were red again, and even her questioning tone was soft and soft: "Master, do you want to be Baoshan's owner because you have other flowers?"

Prince Rong Zhao frowned, not knowing how she came to this conclusion.

Seeing that Prince Rong Zhao did not deny it, Bao Shan pursed her lips slightly, her fair and smooth face tense: “Master, there are hundreds of flowers decorating the back hall, but there is no lotus.

Is it because the fragrance of other flowers is so strong that it has captured the owner's attention?"

Prince Rong Zhao had a cold brow, and was completely confused by Bao Shan's accusation. He had never cared about the plants and flowers in the back hall, nor had he specifically instructed not to plant lotus in Xiaohan Hall.

He had never interfered with the arrangements in the rear hall, so how could he have cared about being taken away?

Besides, which transformed flower could be as bold and presumptuous as the treasure fan, daring to recognize the prince of heaven as his master and pestering him all day long?

Looking at that fragile face, Prince Rong Zhao thought: If Bao Shan was an ordinary fairy, he would have driven her out of Xiaohan Palace with a harsh voice long ago, and there was no way she would stay here to question him.

"No."

Hearing what Prince Rong Zhao said, Bao Shan's red eyes became slightly dazed.

She was instantly overwhelmed by joy, and slowly walked forward and hugged Prince Rong Zhao's strong waist tightly.

Prince Rong Zhao did not hug her back, nor did he push her away.

Baoshan's voice was soft and sweet, like honey refreshing the heart: "Master is the best."

Prince Rong Zhao thought to himself that this weak little lotus finally said something pleasing to the ear today.