The Monkey King glanced at it and said, "You're mistaken, that's moonlight." He glanced at it again and continued, "That tree is long dead. How could it possibly be blooming?"
"No, it will bloom." Ye He rested her chin on her hands and suddenly laughed, her round eyes curving into crescent moons. "It bloomed the day I was born. But since then, it hasn't bloomed again."
After saying that, Ye He glanced at the Great Sage Equaling Heaven again and said with a smile: "Since your cup of Yi Dan brewed so well, I'll tell you a secret!"
The Monkey King stared at her speechlessly.
I've always felt like I was born to wait for someone. Since childhood, I've often dreamt that I'm a blade of grass, yet someone still waters me and removes pests for me. That person chats with me, whispering secrets. And fearing I'd be lonely, they planted a peach tree especially for me. Ye He paused, pointed to the old tree in the yard, and said, "Look, the peach tree he planted for me is almost identical to this one."
Do you think you're grass?
"Hmm, maybe it was in a past life?" Ye He blinked and looked at the Monkey King.
The Great Sage Equaling Heaven thought to himself, "Whether you're grass or not, I only need to ask the Star Lord of Fate when I return to the Heavenly Realm. But if you were grass in your past life, how much merit did you accumulate to be human in this life?!"
As the Monkey King looked at Ye He, a hint of admiration silently crept into his eyes.
Ye He snorted and pouted, "What kind of look is that? I'm perfectly normal. Besides, can you refuse the marriage proposal? If you refuse first, my father will definitely not force you to marry me."
Do you think you can wait for that person?
The white moonlight, like a silver veil, draped over Ye He. She rested her chin on her hand, blinked her bright eyes, and gazed at the old tree in the courtyard, quietly saying: "We can always wait for it!"
"This young woman is quite likable when she's quiet," the Monkey King thought. The thought flashed through his mind, and he was immediately taken aback. In that moment of surprise, he blurted out, "I'll help you."
Having said that, the Monkey King got up to leave, but when he looked back, he saw that the old tree had inexplicably blossomed with countless flowers. They were a delicate pink, fluttering in the white moonlight and the cool breeze.
How is that possible?
The Monkey King blinked, and when he looked again, the old tree was still the same old tree. It was just a momentary illusion.
Four
It seemed that the Monkey King's refusal to marry was something the Ye family patriarch had anticipated. All the reasons the Monkey King had racked his brains to come up with were rejected by the patriarch.
Having no other choice, the Monkey King could only shrug at Ye He and say: "Your father's mind is obviously working faster than mine."
Ye He pouted angrily, glaring at Tian Dao: "My father always thinks women are inferior to men. If he believed me, he would know that the Ye family doesn't need men. I alone can support the family." She then looked at the Great Sage Equaling Heaven and continued hatefully, "It's all your fault! If you hadn't interfered, who else would have drunk so much wine, giving my father an excuse to do so!"
Originally, the Monkey King could have simply left. However, if he left, it would be tantamount to abandoning Miss Ye. If this got out, it would inevitably invite criticism and make it impossible for Ye He to face anyone in the future.
The Monkey King is usually very casual; after all, someone who spends all his time drinking and gossiping can't be expected to be serious. However, this time, the mighty Wine Immortal is serious—he can't just walk away like that; he'll take responsibility for his momentary lapse in judgment!
However, if her friend Yuan Mijun in the Seventh Heaven knew all this, she would be ridiculed for who knows how long.
The Monkey King lay under an apricot tree, a book covering his face. The sunlight fell on him, making him feel exceptionally warm.
Actually, there is one thing that is better in the mortal world than in the heavenly realm, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven thought. At least he felt more at ease lying here than in the heavenly realm.
Amidst the hustle and bustle of everyday life, he now finds a familiar and warm sense of comfort in this place, so comforting that he can't help but sigh deeply.
Perhaps he ascended to immortality in his previous life, but did not follow the path of cultivation. Therefore, in this life, as a wine immortal, he still has many attachments to the mortal world.
Furthermore, Miss Ye had lost her temper with the Monkey King. Less than half a day later, Miss Ye regretted it.
Ultimately, it was all her father's fault. If he hadn't pressured her, she wouldn't have come up with the idea of a drinking contest to find a husband. Without that method, she wouldn't have met the Monkey King. And without meeting the Monkey King, there wouldn't have been this forced marriage.
Having figured everything out, Ye He felt relieved and decided to apologize before going to find the Monkey King. However, upon arriving at the courtyard, she found the man lying under the apricot tree.
Actually, Ye He was somewhat surprised to see the Great Sage Equaling Heaven on the arena that day. She hadn't expected there to be such a dashing and otherworldly person in the world. He looked like an ordinary nobleman, yet he always exuded a subtle sense of aloofness. He seemed different from everyone else, graceful and detached from the world.
Yet, it was precisely this kind of person who evoked a sense of closeness in Ye Hexin. It was as if an old friend she hadn't seen for many years had finally returned to her side.
Ye He gazed at the man beneath the tree, unable to see his face, only his hands clasped in front of his chest. They were exquisitely handsome hands, slender and delicate. Sunlight shone upon them, casting a few dazzling spots of light. Occasionally, a breeze would pass by, ruffling his robes that hung to the ground. A pouch, sky blue, the same color as the sky above, was fastened to his waist.
Ye He unconsciously walked over and touched the pocket, which startled the sleeping person so much that they sat up.
do what?
The Monkey King pressed his hand against his pocket, frowning as he looked at the newcomer.
This pouch is the Wine Immortal's secret weapon; even Yuan Mi Jun cannot touch it.
Ye He didn't expect such a big reaction. She pouted and then smiled, "How about I invite you to see the peach blossoms?"
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