She picked it up and looked at it, quite satisfied. "Yes, this is the character."
He looked regretful, saying, "It seems a bit late."
"Is it too late?" she asked, puzzled.
"We've already chosen a name for the child, but we don't know where the child is. Isn't it too late?" He put his arm around her waist, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, "Looks like we'll have to work really hard."
—Reference Baidu: Fuxi's daughter, Mi Fei, is pronounced the same as A Fu.
I'll keep adding more until my resentment subsides... When will the young master finally give me a proper side story?!
Perhaps due to their similar ages, the two newly crowned emperors and empresses of the Heavenly Court had become close friends, visiting each other frequently. One day, the two empresses arranged to meet at the residence of the High Goddess Bai Qian for tea. Although all three claimed not to be gossips, when women get together, the conversation inevitably turns to domestic matters, and so the topic of conversation became as follows:
About my husband—
"Ye Hua is good in every way, but he's too busy sometimes. It would be better if he weren't the crown prince."
"Mu Yan is fine, there's nothing wrong with him." The little girl from Wenchang looked happy, completely oblivious to the envious and jealous looks around her.
"Donghua takes pleasure in bullying me every day. Every time he looks up at me, I feel a sense of dread." Two sympathetic gazes. Feng Jiu, you're not a fox at all; you're just a little white rabbit struggling in the lion's mouth.
On marriage—
"Ye Hua has too many things to do, so I can only watch Tuanzi do her homework every day. I'm about to become a 'laid-back' wife and a 'cold' mother..."
"Mu Yan is great. He'll always spend time with me whenever he has time." The little girl from Wenchang still looked happy, making everyone around her envious.
"I don't know why Donghua wants to marry me... He's never said what he likes about me." A more sympathetic gaze fell upon her. Feng Jiu, you should have realized the consequences of marrying the Stone Emperor long ago.
On health preservation—
"Ye Hua has been getting busier and busier lately. I think if he keeps going like this, he'll soon have white hair... I need to find a day to talk to the Heavenly Emperor."
"Mu Yan gave me a prescription for nourishing the body and darkening the hair a few days ago. If Aunt needs it, I will bring it next time." The little girl from Wenchang was very considerate.
"Can that hair-darkening recipe turn white hair black?" Feng Jiu thought of their purple-robed, white-haired Emperor and inquired about the details with great interest. Donghua, who was reading in Taichen Palace, suddenly felt a chill and sneezed for no reason.
With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, I wrote another piece. It's not finished yet, but I'll post the first part first. I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
As the saying goes, the world, after a long period of division, tends to unite; after a long period of unity, tends to divide… uh, I digress. One day, after the fairy Wenchang and Emperor Taihao Muyan reunited, the little fairy Wenchang suddenly remembered that she had a “relative” who was closer than family to her than relatives, whom she had not contacted for a long time. She wanted to go to the mortal world to find out how this old friend was doing. However, if she went alone, she would be charged with “descending to the mortal world without permission,” which, according to the Heavenly Court’s criminal law, could result in a maximum sentence of life imprisonment and being imprisoned on Mount Hua. For a more detailed account, one could refer to the mother of Erlang Shen’s sister, Chenxiang. At the very least, she would be confined to her residence and forced to reflect on her mistakes. However, if she accompanied her “leader” on a trip, it would be a different story. Therefore, the little fairy Wenchang set her sights on the Emperor beside her.
That evening, before speaking, the young girl from Wenchang observed the Emperor's expression. He smiled gently, his face showing tenderness, and seemed to be in a good mood. So, she mentally prepared her words and hesitantly began, "Um, Muyan, you see, my birthday is coming soon. Although I've lived for over 30,000 years, birthdays are something that everyone, no matter how long they've lived, still cares about..."
The emperor opposite her smiled and looked her over, then asked calmly, "So what?"
"So what?" The little girl from Wenchang asked, taken aback but slightly indignantly, "Why do you say that?"
"Oh, then what do you think I should say?"
"You should first express surprise, saying that Afu's birthday is coming up, and then ask me what birthday present I want." "Tell me, what do you want to do?" Emperor Taihao looked knowing.
"I want to go to the human world..."
"Hmm..." The Emperor pondered for a moment, "A-Fu can only be considered a minor immortal. The Heavenly Court does not allow her to descend to the mortal realm without permission."
That's why I need you to come with me!
What if I don't agree?
"Mu Yan~~~~" The little girl from Wenchang tugged at the Emperor's sleeve, using her second tactic, pleading softly, "You don't have anything else to do, just come with me, we'll be right back, Mu Yan~~~~~"
Emperor Taihao, however, suppressed his smile and adopted a serious expression, seemingly unmoved by such a petty trick. "No, the realms of immortals and mortals are clearly separated. Unless it is an urgent matter, one must not cross the line. I am an emperor; how can I lead the way in making mistakes?"
"Is it really not going to work?" The little girl from Wenchang rubbed her nose dejectedly and used her third trump card: "I remember you said that my feelings are your feelings."
The Emperor's handsome face stiffened for a moment, but only for a second before he regained his composure: "When did you say that? I don't remember."
The young girl from Wenchang was afraid that he really didn't remember, so she kindly reminded him: "It was at the banquet for the envoys of Zhao that you said the Queen's feelings were my feelings, and I heard you."
He remained calm and composed, his expression unwavering: "I didn't say that, you misheard me."
Wen Chang finally realized that he was cheating, and angrily rebuked him, "How could you do this? Xiao Yi heard it too, and so did all the ministers. You can't cheat."
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