Passion burns like fire, yet I am saddened by the missed opportunity.
Xie Jinhui is the kindest and most generous god-king in a thousand years.
The fish, shrimp, croaking birds, and other small creatures in the lotus pond around the Shide Water Pavilion in Ziji Palace would spread this word like wildfire.
I stood outside the waterside pavilion, surrounded by swirling water vapor, experiencing a sensation completely different from that of the ancient forbidden forest.
The eleven serpent-bodied beasts there absorbed some of my immortal power, which is why I still feel somewhat depleted from the inside out.
The sun shines brightly, and the greenery is lush and gentle.
Xie Jinhui held onto the pavilion railing with one hand and gently rocked the other hand on the water's surface, gradually releasing his immortal power to feed the immortal spirits in the water.
He is different from me; I am thirsty, but he needs relief.
It was as if the digestive power of the Ancient Forest Forbidden Land had caused Xie Jinhui's immortal power to lose its purity, and he was making the most of it, innovating and creating something new.
The fish in the water opened their mouths wide at him, like the deep, abyss-like maws.
I gazed quietly at his profile, at his eyes that shimmered with the wondrous light of the celestial realm, and held a tender, star-like quality.
My gaze drifted downwards, tracing the delicate curves of his profile, from his prominent jawline to his broad shoulders and slender waist…
The more I looked at him, the more I realized how exceptionally handsome he was. I had never noticed before that even with cloud-patterned boots, his feet didn't need to be cut like a mountain-carving bag.
A naturally perfect mountain, enough to make all other mountains that have seen it bow down in awe.
Suddenly, I, this stone, felt a strong urge to peel back its ethereal, forest-like surface and examine its mountain structure.
Realizing the implications of this thought, my heart began to race.
Ten thousand years of mutual dependence in the Mushroom Illusion have made me regard Xie Jinhui as an indispensable support, as if he were part of my very being.
We used to grow together, squeezing each other into mushrooms that were indistinguishable from one another.
At that time, the compression and conjoined nature of the mushrooms created an instinct that left them unable to move or choose.
At this moment, I realize that I really miss and long for that feeling.
The memories of squatting on mushrooms have truly poisoned my soul.
I long to place my heart inside his, to hear what he, so calm and composed, is thinking when he's feeding the fish.
The wind cannot blow away the unbridled spirit on my face.
Looking at Xie Jinhui, I laughed without any attempt to hide it.
My piercing gaze revealed my true intentions.
Xie Jinhui finally glanced at me timidly out of the corner of his eye. His hand froze in mid-air, and his body turned towards me in a stiff posture.
As he turned around, he appeared to me like a flash of lightning, hurtling towards me with a deafening roar.
Xie Jinhui's eyes were expectant yet hesitant, and when he saw my drooling expression, he even seemed a little overwhelmed with fear.
"Yuanhe, why are you looking at me like that?"
I tried to sort out my thoughts, which had been jumbled up by the thunderbolt.
Fortunately, when we were upstairs in Xuan Guan early in the morning, we didn't have time to say that we should first cut off the "deeply rooted feelings" and then try again.
After a hundred thousand years of squatting like a mushroom for a cup of tea, I, this goddess, have figured it all out.
I don't care about "deeply rooted love," nor do I care about the shackles of fate; I don't care about anything.
I want to thank Jinhui.
However, a goddess must maintain the demeanor and composure of a goddess...
My expression changed instantly, becoming radiant and holy, and I laughed nonchalantly, "What else could it be? I like you, I've developed feelings for you."
After saying that, my internal organs, chest, throat, and all the way down to my fingertips felt dry, and even the strands of my hair felt like they were turning into withered mycelium.
But I still leaned against the doorframe, smiling as if nothing had happened.
I maintained a carefree attitude and pushed open the door of Shide Waterside Pavilion.
There's water there. Last time Xie Jinhui was recuperating here, I sat at the table in this room and drank a lot of water.
I must say, it's delicious and sweet; I desperately need it right now.
However, this goddess also followed Xie Shenjun's calm and composed manner, and gracefully and unhurriedly moved closer to the door.
I didn't know Xie Jinhui's reaction at that moment, so I used a teasing tone to relieve his pressure.
"They say feelings come and go quickly, but you don't need to take it to heart, Lord Xie."
Once inside, I immediately revealed my true colors and ran to get the water.
But I heard Xie Jinhui behind me not take a step, but instead flashed into the room and slammed the door shut.
Even the water that was within my reach instantly flew from the table onto the bed.
What, just because I spoke my mind, can't I put out the fire in my heart?
I turned around and glared at Xie Jinhui, then I froze, and for a moment, I wanted to call for the table to save me.
“Since feelings have developed so quickly, why don’t we speed things up?” he said.
Xie Jinhui transformed into a scoundrel, acting like he was courting death, as if he were wielding a crab claw and trying to clamp down on me.
Oops, I forgot to dodge and got trapped. "Xie Jinhui, let go of me."
I struggled like a limp shrimp in his arms.
His hands were so tight that even I, a god, felt like I was gasping for breath.
“Speed up,” he repeated.
What happened? The mushroom mycelium suddenly broke off, unable to contain its unbridled nature any longer.
This deity is probably possessed by a demon; his eyes are bloodshot, as if he's eaten a rabbit.
Xie Jinhui's face loomed closer, and as he pressed against me, I noticed his lips trembling.
I have never seen him like this before.
I was so scared that my eyes widened, and before I could even swallow, he bit me.
In the midst of his chaotic "biting," I seemed to see a gaping maw in his heart, its purpose to devour, consume, and merge with me.
While pinching, kicking, twisting, and hitting, I grumbled, "Shut up, shut up, shut up."
Although Xie Jinhui looked domineering and fierce, he didn't hurt me at all.
My body, which I don't know how to fight, is getting weaker and weaker, and my vision is blurry. I feel so dizzy and disoriented.
Within the sea of consciousness, the soul lock suddenly loosened its grip on the jade stone, and the flowing figure of the jade stone became clearly visible.
Although only the back of the figure was visible, I recognized who lived in the heart of the jade.
A lingering, distant sense of familiarity and love filled my consciousness.
I closed my eyes, my lips brushing against his breath, clear and smooth, sweet on my tongue.
Can I say it's delicious? It's so delicious, refreshing and thirst-quenching.
But why did his breathing suddenly become so heavy, like a huge rock pressing down on me?
Good heavens, when did I get knocked down on the table?
Xie Jinhui was on top of me, tearing off my clothes, and I didn't even realize it. I even started pulling at his collar and belt.
Good heavens, the world has turned upside down! It turns out that when we were mushrooms, our desire to have each other was suppressed and stifled so intensely?
Once the flow starts, no one can stop it!
I knew something was going to happen, but there was one important thing I needed to confirm.
I asked him, panting, "Xie Jinhui, can you do it?"
His outer garment peeled away, revealing his slender, fair skin. His lips lightly touched the crook of my neck, then gradually moved downwards.
"Yes." His fingers wrapped around my hands.
The art of Yin and Yang in harmony is a sublime and profound method of cultivation.
If two people cultivate together willingly and wholeheartedly, it will greatly benefit their immortal bodies and immortal powers.
I didn't know much about this, but Xie Jin said he did, so I opened my heart and indulged in his fragrance, coming from him.
However, when I glanced at the teacups and tea bowls lying on the bed, and thought about Xie Jinhui who had taken someone else's seat, I felt that something was wrong.
This technique is related to cultivation; the careless goddess Yuan'e cannot be so careless and must be cautious.
Before he could react, she kissed him.
I asked for advice as if by some strange impulse.
"So, does it feel better?"
He opened his eyes, his gaze fiery, without a moment's hesitation, resolute and unwavering.
"It feels better."
My eyes widened, and I knew in my heart that this wouldn't do. I immediately kicked him off the table.
Will it feel good? Where did you get this experience from?
Instead of taking the proper path, you've pinned me down on the table – what kind of crooked and evil ways are you?
I was instantly filled with hatred.
"Xie Jinhui, get lost, go find your own comfort."
I pulled my clothes tighter, crossed my legs, and sat on the table, looking at Xie Jinhui, whose clothes were disheveled and who looked as bewildered as a pear blossom after a frost.
He staggered to his feet, his belt still hanging from my fingertips, looking like a kicked-over crab with only a brass buckle left, flailing wildly in the air like pincers.
I pointed at the door and threw out the pliers, "Get lost. Feelings come quickly and go even faster."
Xie Jinhui held the belt in his hands, his collarbone, visible beneath his half-undressed clothes, was so alluring that one wanted to climb on it.
His phoenix eyes, red pupils brimming with tears, were so aggrieved, so aggrieved that it broke my heart.
I lowered my eyelids, avoiding his luscious red lips that were now trembling from the kiss.
I couldn't take it anymore. I made a gesture: since you won't leave, I can't control myself either. Let's stick to our old way of getting along.
I escaped directly from the table, sending the burning stone to the highest heavens.
He returned to Qunshan Garden in a fit of rage, without paying any attention to his appearance.
I stopped caring about him, and I couldn't control myself either, but Mu Zhu and Chen Yi, who were sunbathing and eating sunflower seeds, clearly wanted to control me as soon as they saw me.
They probably wanted to comb my hair, help me get dressed, and smooth out the chapped skin on my lips.
They wanted to draw a conclusion from the lingering scent of someone on me that was completely different from the previous rumors.
Xie Jinhui and I are getting serious, they asked me quietly.
"Yuan'e, would you like to take a bath?"
My mind is filled with Xie Jinhui's "It feels good," it's like the lingering sound of a bell, nailed to the doorplates of every immortal palace.
When Mu Zhuchenyi pressed me down in the bathtub and rubbed me, I felt tears streaming down my entire body.
I lay by the bucket, my mind in turmoil, and shouted as if utterly disappointed.
"I feel terrible."
I don't know what Mu Zhu and Chen Yi were thinking at the time, but it is said that after that day, the Heavenly Medicine Hall began to develop some kind of elixir for Xie Jinhui.
Upon hearing this news, I lay on the bed in the Demon Cave, laughing heartily.
The goddess Yuan'e wasn't stupid, and neither was Xie Jinhui. He didn't chase after me to clarify, explain, or make excuses.
Instead, through tireless reflection and contemplation, I ruled out the possibility that he was a philanderer.
However, there's absolutely no way I'd take the initiative to approach him and say something like "let bygones be bygones."
I need to break free from the dependence that comes with being a mushroom, because I don't want to be burdened with this illusion and let bad habits control us.
However, in the dead of night, I always think of the dragon spores; they have truly grown into my mind and taken root.
Is this a mother-child bond? No way, that's exactly how Longzi Bao initially tied me and Xie Jinhui together.
It's even more domineering than the red thread of fate from the matchmaker.
I thought that the days of quitting addiction should be spent in a self-disciplined way, so I sent a message to my master through my sea of consciousness, asking him to supply me with some junk.
Taking this opportunity, I also conveyed Lord Mushroom's greetings, embellishing them as I went.
My master thought that Lord Guming had told me about their past in a very casual way.
Actually, I was just trying to get my master to think that way.
Even a shrewd god like Master can't quite see the light when it comes to matters of love.
After sighing for a while in my mind's eye, my master said regretfully, "The way the Mushroom Clan expresses affection is by placing spores inside the other person's body..."
She asked me to grow mushrooms for her, but as her teacher, I couldn't accept that.
Oh, every creature has its own principles, and neither the Mushroom Lord nor my master has any problems.
Thinking of how young, beautiful, and virtuous the Lady of the Mushroom River could possibly fall for my master, this old man with such a gruff appearance and a rambling, good-for-nothing nature.
Bah, shut up, shut up.
My master found an opportunity to reprimand me, saying that I hadn't observed carefully enough.
“Yuan’e, once you enter the forbidden area of the ancient forest, everything will reveal its true form.”
Roar? The true face, what is Master's true face?
Could it be that the Mushroom Lord has taken a liking to someone, perhaps also a mushroom, or a mushroom bun?
Haha, I was just letting my mind wander. My master couldn't do anything about it and snorted as he cut off the connection with me.
I never imagined my master could be fooled into telling the truth. I can't help but sigh, this is love, even gods are confused...
When love is mentioned, my heart clenches, awakening from its slumber with leaps, tremors, restlessness, and sleeplessness.
Goddess Yuan'e, you have fallen in love with Xie Jinhui, and you only want to belong to him.
I curled myself up into a ball, but the "Ten Thousand Love Words to Guard Me" under my pillow couldn't hold me back anymore. But I can do the opposite and turn defense into offense!
As soon as I mentioned it, my hand appeared; I watched as the back of my hand intimately rubbed against my lips.
Oh my god, what am I doing?
I was kissing the back of my hand, savoring the feeling of my skin against Xie Jinhui's skin when we kissed.
Startled by this action, I wondered what to do. I felt the back of my hand wasn't wet enough, so I licked it again.
Love is hard to explain, so just nibble on your hand and think of him.
Ah, so this is what they call being unable to control one's emotions.
The Stone Goddess has been captured by the dust...
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