Chapter 120 World Five (Twenty-Two)

The series of setbacks in the mortal world caused Princess Chunru, who was much loved by the demon world and had a pure mind, to gradually develop confusion in her heart. The originally clean and white paper was stained by scattered ink balls.

The demon servant saw that Princess Chunru's eyes were full of fatigue, and he was secretly anxious in his heart: Although Prince Rong Zhao has entered the mortal world, he is not like an ordinary immortal king. He came here to hone his mind and improve his immortal skills.

Because the demon servant injured someone without reason in his first life, he was restricted by the laws of nature. Therefore, in his second life, he can only stay in the demon world, observing Princess Chunru's behavior, but unable to appear to help. According to the demon servant's observation, Prince Rong Zhao in the second life has already shown signs of his soul reviving. This third life may be Princess Chunru's last chance...

If this fails, it will be extremely difficult for Princess Chunru to approach him again after Prince Rong Zhao's soul fully awakens and returns to the Ninth Heaven.

The demon servant struggled in his heart, but finally made up his mind and said to the depressed Princess Chunru: "Princess, there is a secret method in the demon world that imitates the marriage line in the heaven.

However, this method doesn't depend on mutual consent. As long as one person is determined and practices it for a while, they can achieve a marriage with their destined partner."

Princess Chunru's eyes flickered slightly. If she had never experienced the mortal world, she would definitely refuse it sternly.

This secret method is to force a marriage, without any love in it. How can such a marriage that is obtained by force be considered destined?

However, whenever Princess Chunru closed her eyes, she could imagine Rong Zhao hugging the woman next to him, whispering in her ear and showing affection.

After a moment, Princess Chunru opened her eyes and saw dark waves rolling faintly. She heard her own voice, which was completely flat.

The demon servant, who had been worried all the time, finally settled down in his chest after hearing these words.

A dark light flashed, and a strand of Princess Chunru's hair was plucked off, floating in the air and slowly falling to the ground.

But before the strand of black hair fell to the ground, it was burned to ashes by the ghost fire with red and blue flames.

Different from the colorful marriage thread of heaven, the demon servant took out a black silk thread, which absorbed the ashes into his body. His body suddenly became full and spiritual, and he pounced towards the mortal world like an icy snake.

Wait until the black silk thread finds the destined person.

The demon servant's forehead was covered in sweat. He stopped casting magic spells and fell heavily to the ground as if all his strength had been drained away.

"The ceremony is complete."

Even though Fuling knew clearly that the illusion sea cast by Immortal Lord Yueyuan could only allow her to see the treasure fan for a few moments.

Fuling also did not slack off. She went to the marriage tree all day long and pestered the Immortal Lord Yueyuan to open the Sea of Illusion.

On this day, the jade-white phantom sea was suddenly shrouded in black fog.

Fuling frowned and quickly called for the Immortal Lord Yueyuan to find out what was going on.

Immortal Yueyuan pondered for a long time, his usual relaxed expression gone. His face was solemn, and his tone was grave as he said, "Someone cast a spell to forcibly create cause and effect."

Fuling thought of the treasured fan that still remained in the mortal world, and asked anxiously, "Will it be damaged?"

Without waiting for Yueyuan Xianjun to answer, Fuling continued, "I will go to the mortal world and bring the treasured fan back."

Fuling's eyes were red, and she was obviously very anxious. If she had not needed to go through the Immortal Lord Yueyuan to descend to the mortal world, she would have entered the mortal world early and brought back the fragile and pitiful treasure fan.

Yueyuan Immortal Lord simply said no. He observed the magic, which was extremely treacherous. If he rashly entered, he would be caught in the causal relationship. Yueyuan Immortal Lord carefully considered the situation, but he still couldn't figure out the causal relationship created by the forced creation. If he sought wealth and honor, then there would be no problem.

But if the intention is to hurt people, the soul of Baoshan's little lotus will probably suffer a great disaster.

After much deliberation and reading through books, the Immortal Lord Yueyuan finally came up with a solution, which was for an immortal with a pure heart to come down to the mortal world, not to disturb the cause and effect, but to protect the treasure fan.

Fuling frowned, puzzled, "Who in the Nine Heavens has the pure heart?"

"Only the truth."

Fuling and Yueyuan Xianjun originally thought that they would have to resort to some tricks to get Zhenyu Xianjun to agree.

Unexpectedly, the usually calm Immortal Lord Zhenyu agreed to come down to the mortal world after just a little thought.

"but--"

Immortal Zhenyu frowned and added, "In return, I need a lotus."

Immortal Yueyuan's eyes darkened slightly. Fuling didn't think about it and said softly, "Don't mention just one. The pond is full of lotus flowers amidst the flourishing willows and gorgeous lotuses. If the one you like, I will pick it myself and send it to the palace."

Immortal Zhenyu turned and looked at her: "I want the one that is in the shape of the treasure fan."

The delicate lotus that made him distracted and unable to sleep day or night.

Fuling didn't know how to answer. The lotus was originally in the shape of a lotus and belonged to the treasured fan. How could she easily make a promise?

But the Immortal Lord Zhenyu looked calm, as if he was not prepared to get an answer from Fuling.

His snow-white immortal robe swept past the figures of Immortal Lord Yueyuan and Immortal Lord Zhenyu, and their figures gradually became blurred in front of the Illusion Sea.

The third life.

The building is magnificent with carved beams and painted pillars.

The extravagance of the palace is exciting, but its solemnity makes people feel afraid and dare not look up to take a closer look.

Guards in silver armor stood on both sides of the imperial road like tall pine trees.

The young maidservant bit her ear quietly, her voice low and low.

"The palace is decorated so grandly, which distinguished guest is coming?"

"Today seems to be the day when the future Sixth Prince's consort enters the palace. However, she is of humble status, and the Sixth Prince..."

The maid raised her eyebrows and scoffed at her confusion. "How could it possibly be a welcome? This is for the Crown Princess. Such a grand ceremony shows how much the Empress and the Crown Prince value her."

"The Sixth Prince's wife is so pitiful. Marrying the Sixth Prince..."

"One is high and mighty, the other is humble and humble. The Sixth Prince's wife has a soft personality. She would probably weep secretly if she learned about this."

They dared to discuss the identity of the Sixth Prince's wife, but they did not dare to discuss the Sixth Prince himself. The reason was simple - the Sixth Prince was a taboo in the palace. He was born to a concubine, but he wanted to do everything the same as the Queen's only legitimate son.

In comparison, the prince was humiliated every time and had become a laughing stock in the entire capital.

Even the illiterate eunuchs learned from the Sixth Prince the meaning of "overestimating one's own abilities." Yet, rather than relenting, the Sixth Prince became even more aggressive, intent on competing with the Crown Prince.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince chose a Crown Princess who was of noble status and beautiful appearance.

Seeing this, the Sixth Prince also clamored to get married, intending to surpass the Crown Prince.

But what daughter could compare to the Crown Princess? Her grandfather was a general who defended the country, and her maternal grandfather was revered by many students as a world-renowned teacher, respected by the people. And this Miss Yao Chunru was born beautiful. After being welcomed into the palace as the princess's study companion, she was personally chosen by the Empress.

Even Crown Prince Rong Zhao, who was always cold-hearted and indifferent to women, personally agreed to make Miss Chunru his Crown Princess.

"Under the whole heaven, only Yao Chunru is worthy of being the Crown Princess."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's words show his satisfaction with Yao Chunru.

After all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince once treated the woman who was flirting with him as nothing, and when the lady accidentally fell into the water, he stood on the shore and watched coldly.

The Crown Prince, who was known for his aloof nature, praised Yao Chunru endlessly. He even declined the Emperor's proposal to grant him a concubine or a maid for her sake.

When mentioning Yao Chunru, the maids' eyes were filled with envy——

Before Yao Chunru married, she was protected by her grandfather and maternal grandfather, and her family had capable and promising brothers, so she enjoyed all the wealth and glory.

Once she married Prince Rong Zhao, she would have the Prince's favor.

When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ascends the throne to become the emperor in the future, she will be second only to him and above everyone else. What a glorious life she will have.

How can such a life not be enviable?

The maids who were chatting stopped and bowed to the figure not far away, saying in unison, "His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince is well."

Rong Zhao was wearing a dark black brocade robe with a lifelike golden dragon embroidered on it, its long beard raised and its dragon claws pressed on the rising clouds, showing the ferocity of the mythical beast.

His eyebrows and eyes are clear but not dull, and his eyes are full of calmness and composure, as if no matter what fluctuations occur, they cannot disturb him in the slightest.

On the black boots with white soles, there are tiny sparkles of gold, which are the brilliance reflected by the gold embroidery thread in the sunlight.

The steady and powerful footsteps gradually faded away, and the maids dared to raise their heads, vaguely realizing something.

When Prince Rong Zhao passed by, he held his breath unconsciously.

It wasn't simply because they were timid, but because Prince Rong Zhao had such a powerful aura that made people suddenly feel afraid.

"Your Highness, the Crown Princess has arrived at the Empress's place. They are having a pleasant conversation. The Empress is very fond of the Crown Princess."

Prince Rong Zhao responded softly and had no intention of going to the Queen's palace. He had many matters to deal with and had no time to take care of it.

The head eunuch frowned and continued cautiously, "The Sixth Prince has invited the Sixth Prince's wife into the palace, and he also wants to invite Your Highness to a banquet."

Crown Prince Rong Zhao frowned and opened his thin lips slightly: "Don't pay attention to it."

The chief eunuch responded quickly, and in his heart he also blamed the Sixth Prince Rong Zhenyu.

It is obvious that the identities of the two are very different, but the Sixth Prince wants to use an egg to fight a stone and compete with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

When the Crown Princess enters the palace, the Crown Prince will certainly have to accompany her for dinner. Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing for the two of them to reminisce about the past and deepen their friendship? Why would he go to the Sixth Prince's banquet?

The chief eunuch saw clearly what the Sixth Prince was thinking.

The Sixth Prince was not satisfied with the Crown Princess chosen by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and insisted on choosing the principal wife himself.

But aside from her looks, the Sixth Prince's Consort couldn't compare to the Crown Princess in terms of family background, temperament, and talent. Yet the Sixth Prince doted on her, insisting on bringing her before His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to show her off for a moment to cheer himself up. The Head Eunuch shook his head slightly, thinking to himself: The Sixth Prince truly doesn't understand His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Even a peerless beauty would be nothing more than a rosy skeleton in His Royal Highness's eyes, devoid of any other considerations.

This was not the eunuch guessing his master's thoughts, but what Prince Rong Zhao said himself.

"Beauty is but a passing cloud, and when it returns to dust, all it has become is a skeleton."

The eunuch came to his senses and looked up, but he could not see Prince Rong Zhao.

Prince Rong Zhao stepped over the threshold, but saw a slender figure crying with her face covered beside the carved beams.

Prince Rong Zhao could not see the woman's face clearly, but from her thin back he could tell that she had a frail figure, like a willow swaying in the wind.

The flowing belt pinched her waist to make it look extremely thin, which could easily arouse bad thoughts from those with bad intentions.

She had her hair in a bun, a style popular among women in Beijing. Her hair was like clouds, cascading down her thin shoulders.

The faint sobbing sound, like the soft murmur and whimper of a small animal, makes one's ears numb.

Prince Rong Zhao was not moved at all. He turned around and left without any hesitation.

In the huge palace, a woman appeared out of nowhere, pretending to be weak and pitiful.

Prince Rong Zhao has already ruthlessly exposed several such schemes.

No matter what that woman's plan was, Prince Rong Zhao didn't want to know.

The crying gradually stopped, and light footsteps chased towards Prince Rong Zhao, and a soft and slightly hoarse voice sounded.

“Don’t go…”

Prince Rong Zhao stopped and turned to look at the woman.

As he guessed, she was fair and delicate, a rare beauty.

Only a beauty like this would rely on her beauty to resort to such foolish methods.

Because of the fragile beauty, even if you know that she is deliberately using tricks, you can't help but walk forward and fall into the trap willingly.

Baoshan's eyes were misty, clear and pure.

She asked timidly, "...Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

Prince Rong Zhao thought to himself: It is true.

Knowing his identity in advance, she deliberately designed it to be an accidental but actually deliberate encounter.