The kite is beginning to awaken...
Lady Jieyu is talking nonsense and even took away a basin.
I was furious, but when I saw Xie Jinhui sitting by the jade table, his upper body slumped on the surface, his chin propped up as he looked at me, I was filled with anger.
Forget about becoming popular, I'm completely exhausted.
I copied him and leaned over the table to face him.
Where pots and pans used to be, now two tired chins are resting. I still feel resentful that Lady Jieyu took away something similar to me.
I felt extremely wronged and asked in a muffled voice.
"Xie Jinhui, that basin seems to be more powerful than mine."
How are you? "
Xie Jinhui's blank and unfocused eyes sharpened, then two points of light appeared. He rested his chin on the back of his hand and looked at me with a smile.
“Yuanhe, I made your pot myself. Tell me how amazing you want it to be, and I’ll make it for you.”
As for Lady Jieyu…”
He couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.
“My pond has been producing little ponds lately. I have plenty of these ponds in every pot, enough to feed a hundred or so fellow cultivators.”
My eyes lit up, and I reached out and patted Xie Jinhui on the shoulder to tell him.
"No, we won't give it to anyone. At most, we'll make one unique piece."
Scarcity increases value. Once your pond has recovered from its urge to breed smaller ponds in a few days, let it turn those smaller ponds into aquatic plants.
Xie Jinhui smiled and said okay, but I could tell he wasn't feeling well; he was yawning with a dazed look in his eyes.
“Yuan’e, I can’t walk anymore. I want to sleep here.”
Could you stay with me for a little while?
Want to take a nap? Here you are!
I braced my palms against the table and suddenly stood up. "No!"
Xie Jinhui was clearly startled awake by me, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips pursed.
A thought struck me, and I summoned the clouds, then turned and reached out my hand to him.
“Come on, come back to my demon cave to sleep. I have all the pills there, so it’ll be easy to find them.”
It's better than this empty yard.
I will protect you.
Xie Jinhui was stunned for a moment, then his jaw dropped, half of his face pressed against the table, staring at me with an expression of disbelief.
"Yuan'e, this isn't quite right!"
"What's wrong with that? It's your inability to sleep that's the problem. Keep your mind clear."
Oh, you're sleepy and can't wake up.
You're still tired and can't walk anymore.
So, Lord Xie, you don't need to do anything. This goddess will take good care of you.
"Whether you're satisfied or not, you have to be satisfied. This goddess's word is law."
As I spoke, I used my divine power to toss Xie Jinhui, this soft, shimmering fragment of the moon, into the clouds.
Riding on the clouds back to Qunshan Garden, Xie Jinhui stretched out beside me, gazing up at the sky.
Thinking back to how he was burned alive by Zu Jun last time, covered in rings of fire, he looks much more pleasing to the eye now.
I would glance at him every now and then, and each time I turned away, I became more and more determined: the goddess Yuan'e would never abandon him or ignore him again when he was in any danger.
"Thank you, Xie Jinhui."
These words can only be said in one's heart. If I were to say them to him, I would feel that they are too light and that I would be letting him down.
As expected, all the flowers and plants in Qingning Pavilion and even Qunshan Garden will have sore necks tonight.
It's nothing, I just stretched my neck.
I saw the fairy maidens, their mouths agape, their necks twisted as they looked up to see me carrying Xie Jinhui on the clouds and then carrying him back to his room.
The curtain hung at the palace gate and almost strangled Chen Yi, who was lying on the spider silk that was hanging down and licking a book.
Ha, this goddess doesn't care what the celestial realm will say about it tomorrow.
At this moment, the most important thing is that Xie Jinhui, who has been so kind to me, needs to sleep.
I have to sleep with him.
He then closed the door to the demon's lair, cutting off all sight.
I used my immortal power to spread Xie Jinhui directly onto my bed.
"Sleep!" I said firmly, almost like I was casting a spell on him.
Xie Jinhui's face was rosy, and he lay gently on the bed, not daring to move.
"Yuan'e, I'll just sleep for a little while. Before sunset, I still need to go to the Purple Extreme Palace to arrange things for my disciples. Tomorrow, the floating island of the True Beauty Fairy Palace..."
I'm rambling on and on. My bed has a poisonous effect that causes pre-sleep anxiety. You got it after just one night?
I suddenly bent down and looked at him closely.
"Xie Jinhui, don't think about anything, just get some sleep."
Sleep soundly. If your immortal power fails, you will scatter into golden dust.
"This goddess can see it at a glance, I'll definitely fix it for you."
I made a solemn promise to him and even winked at him.
Xie Jinhui was truly exhausted; his eyes drooped lower and lower, and his immortal body gradually softened.
It seems that he doesn't only recognize Mo Xuchenyuan's bed.
But what does his bed look like?
Sigh, I've never even seen what his house looks like.
“Yuan’e,” Xie Jinhui squinted at me and whispered, “I only want you to stick to me.”
I smiled softly and touched the pillow on the bed.
"Xie Jinhui, my book 'Ten Thousand Love Words' is under my pillow. If you're kind enough, just copy down the words in your head after you fall asleep."
This will save this goddess the trouble of writing down each and every one of them.
Xie Jinhui's breathing slowed down, and he was about to drift off to sleep, his lips moving softly.
"good."
You still know how to respond to me. Sleep well, Xie Jinhui.
I created a healing barrier around him to help restore his immortal power.
No sound, no trouble, could disturb Xie Shenjun's dreamless sleep.
I brought over some powder, intending to knead mountain-shaped buns while guarding Xie Jinhui.
I deliberately adjusted the position of the seat so that I could notice him every time I looked up.
I poured the celestial water into the mud platform, and this time I also added water from the gourd I brought back from the mortal world.
Knead and knead, pinch and pinch, sculpt and sculpt...
I looked up at Xie Jinhui, who was fast asleep. His breathing was even and gentle, and my mood was relaxed and at peace.
Without realizing it, I picked out an engraving pen from the tools spread out on the table.
I was intently staring at the hills, but my thoughts suddenly drifted to the mortal world of lantern-lit nights, because of Xie Jinhui lying on the couch under the pale moon.
I wonder where the peach lanterns I released have drifted to, and whether my wishes have reached the celestial realm.
I remember writing a wish for all lovers in the mortal world.
May you have a long and happy marriage.
Thank you, Jin Hui, for writing this...
I was suddenly pulled out of my reverie and took a closer look at the two words I had carved on the hill. I was terrified.
Why did I carve "the root of love"?
Oh no, oh no, it must be Xie Jinhui! Even in his sleep, he's whispering sweet nothings and challenging me!
Yes, that's right.
What to do, what to do?
Just add a little more mud, paste it on, and smooth it out—those two words will defeat him.
I stared at my sleeping opponent on the bed in a panic.
Hmph, I won't lose to you.
I thought to myself.
The rhythm of the carving of the mountain bag and the frequency of Xie Jinhui's chest rising and falling became increasingly harmonious.
Look at him once, then carve a little; look at him for a while, then carve a little more.
I stared at him for a long time, yawned, and then sculpted something...
Later, Diaoshan Baobao's hands became increasingly lazy, but his eyes became so focused that they were almost blurry and unfocused.
I don't know when, but the mountain bag slipped out of my hand.
I guess my hands got tired from using the magic staff to enlighten the twelve immortals, so I was quite clumsy.
It wasn't just my hands that became dull, but also my brain, and even more so the numbing sensation brought on by Xie Jinhui.
Gradually, gradually, I saw the desktop rushing towards me.
Glug, ooh...
When I opened my eyes again, wanting to look up at Xie Jinhui...
Night had already fallen.
And I was lying on my back on the tatami mat, looking at the familiar ceiling.
On the trellis, amidst the vines and flowers, a group of fireflies, transformed by divine power, formed two shimmering, glowing character arrays the moment I opened my eyes.
"Deeply planted"
I had just woken up and felt dazed again. I haphazardly brushed the dust off my side.
I know Xie Jinhui left a long time ago, but perhaps it's not him I want to get rid of.
Rather, it was the two words I accidentally carved, and his response.
I don't like the feeling those four words evoke... I can't quite put my finger on it.
Perhaps, without that judgment, I wouldn't have needed to run away.
It's late at night, a perfect time to go to sleep.
But I woke up and stared blankly at the lingering fragrance of Xie Jinhui on the bed.
I dared not move, for if I did, the fragrance would fill the air, and my mind would wander uncontrollably.
How annoying! Has my bed really caught the common man's bedtime rambling disease?
Oops! I accidentally rolled onto my side, and oh no, that smell made me curl up into a ball.
Because my heart is, is turning into jade?
My God, this must be a sign of advancement in my cultivation!
In the following days, I must have really been sick, because I always had to cover my chest, otherwise I felt like it was leaking air.
I sat on the veranda, lost in thought, not saying anything, not thinking about anything, but feeling a void in my heart.
It's like something that's been holding me in has finally spit me out.
I face the storms of life on my own and experience the world on my own.
Everything was still exactly the same, yet everything was different.
For example, when I look at Feikong Mountain, I feel that the mountains are not only waving to me, but also kneeling in worship.
Moreover, I felt a completely new yet profound sense of familiarity with every place in the Fourteen Strings of the Immortal Realm.
I don't know what's wrong with me, but I have a vague feeling that I might have another home outside Qingning Pavilion.
Home? Qingmang Mountain? Perhaps that's just where I stop over.
She spent a long time examining my illness, and finally summarized it in one sentence.
"Of course you have another home. Go to Moxu Chenyuan, and I guarantee all your illnesses will be cured."
She doesn't understand me, and neither does the Heavenly Doctor.
The old sage doctor Qitu was not at all surprised by my symptoms of heart meridian jadeification.
He said, "If any other deity were like this, I, the old doctor, could only say that it is the work of inner demons."
But Goddess Yuan'e is different. You were originally made of stone, but now you show signs of becoming jade. This is truly a cause for celebration. You are destined for extraordinary and saintly status.
I'm already a goddess; I don't have the motivation, energy, or courage to pursue anything higher.
But will this jade-like heart cause the entire immortal body to transform into jade?
Qi Tu thought for a while and said, "This Heavenly Physician cannot see it, but one thing is certain."
"Which point?" I asked anxiously.
"This is just like how a woman in the mortal world becomes an adult when she first receives her menstrual blood."
"The heart of the goddess Yuan'e has been transformed into jade, which means you have obtained the true heart of the origin of heaven and earth."
I thought I was sick, but it turns out I received a sincere heart.
From then on, whenever my master said I wasn't perceptive, I would show him the jade-like heart I had taken.
This is jade; there's no need to "open its eyes" (i.e., to understand its essence), it's already exquisitely translucent.
Although I am not sick, the Heavenly Emperor's illness did not receive auspicious blessings or be completely cured because of the ascension of the Twelve True Faces Fairies to the Celestial Realm.
The old celestial physician said that if the Heavenly Emperor could not find an ancient elixir to nourish his immortal body, he would only continue to live weakly but recklessly.
I asked Qi Tu what the medicine for nourishing the immortal body was and where it was, so I could go find it.
He shook his head and buried himself in several stacks of medical books.
"I don't know, we're still looking, we're still looking."
The Holy Emperor readily approved the document to build the Palace of the True Face Fairy.
I wonder if Xie Jinhui's presumptuous plan to take on disciples and create immortals was simply a cover-up because the Heavenly Emperor was physically exhausted.
Thinking about this, I felt a little guilty.
But when I sat with Lady Jieyu in the newly completed Zhenyan Fairy Palace, receiving the worship of the Twelve Zhenyan Fairies.
I think this is fine too.
Because those twelve fairies were all lively and happy, and their bleak eyes and brows were no longer those of them when they were in the mortal world.
They call Xie Jinhui "Master," and Lady Jieyu "Palace Master Fairy," and me...
She was naturally still the goddess Yuan'e.
I'm just here to make a brief appearance at the Fairy Zhenyan Palace; all matters, big and small, are none of my concern.
Ultimately, the twelve fairies are connected to me by fate, so I will definitely take care of their safety.
Xie Jinhui was very prescient in this regard, and he connected his twelve disciples with the twelve flower bell bracelets that I brought from the mortal world, using their immortal power.
In the future, whenever they have any requests or difficulties, as long as they recite the password Xie Jinhui gave them, I will be able to sense it.
I asked the Twelve Fairies what the password was.
They all huddled together, shyly hiding their smiles.
"Tell me at least how many words are in the password."
I tried to get on their good side.
The twelve beautiful fairies who delight me all stretched out their left hands and showed four fingers, without prior arrangement.
Four words?
"Is it a matter of being trapped in the dust of the world, or is it a deep-rooted love?"
They all shook their heads.
If you don't tell me, fine, but that won't stop me from giving you names.
Then, starting with the character "颜" (yán), they will be named as follows: Snow—Rain—Frost—Dew—Sleet—Mist—Veil—Mist—Foggy—Rainbow—Rainbow—Atmosphere
They're all just tiny splashes!
Xie Jinhui leaned back and asked.
"Yuan'e, what about me?"
I looked up at him, and touched Yu Hua's warm heart, asking myself these questions.
"Xie Jinhui is Xie Jinhui."
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