That very night, her uncle led the thirteen elders of Xiushui River to secretly subdue her. Under the pretext of being engaged to another woman but engaging in immoral behavior, they imprisoned her in a red-gold cage and threw her into the East Sea overnight.
The crimson weapon absorbed almost all of her spiritual power, and now that she had sunk to the bottom of the sea, she was no different from an ordinary mortal.
Breathing became increasingly difficult, and even the last glimmer of hope turned into a luxury. She slowly closed her eyes, and a tear welled up in her eye. She suddenly remembered that boy—pure, beautiful, and aloof from the world.
I fear I will never have the chance to share a drink and reminisce with him again in this lifetime.
At that moment, she suddenly felt her body trembling violently. She opened her eyes and saw the long-lost white-robed youth right in front of her.
He was clearly out of his mind, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was pale. Through the golden cage, he shouted her name hoarsely, punching the cage again and again. Crimson blood was seeping from his fingertips, staining the dark sea red.
Bubbles floated in the water, and she longed to hear what he was saying, but the suffocation made her unable to hear a sound, and her vision grew darker and darker.
She had resigned herself to her fate, gave a bitter smile, and weakly reached out from the cage to stroke his dejected profile: "It's strange, it seems like every time I'm sad, you're there by my side."
She could even feel his body trembling uncontrollably in his panic.
It's so good to have you right in front of me.
That was the last time she saw him, as far as she could remember. She had no idea where Youxiang disappeared to afterward. Sometimes she even felt that perhaps he never existed at all, and it was all just a dream she had.
5.
When Alan opened her eyes again, she could finally vaguely feel light entering her eyes.
The method in the Luoshu (Lo Shu Square) was indeed effective. Alan felt her vision becoming clearer day by day. By the time the Water God returned in triumph, Alan's eyes had been completely restored.
Actually, a few days ago, someone claiming to be the true god of the North Sea came to see A-Lan. However, at that time, her eyes had not yet recovered, so she was half-believing and half-doubting the visitor's identity. If what that person said was true, then the one who saved her before and would return in triumph today must be an imposter god of water! She wanted to see who was so bold as to impersonate her future husband.
A-Lan secretly mingled with Su-Xin in the welcoming crowd. A giant wave rolled in from downstream, and the young man on the crest of the wave had his black hair floating in the wind, his long sleeves fluttering, and his pure white robe was loosely draped over his body, revealing his alluring collarbone.
"The Water God is back!" Su Xin exclaimed joyfully.
Ah Lan's face lost all excitement, and she was secretly amazed: It was actually him!
If A-Lan was puzzled before, wondering why the last person she saw when she was persecuted by her uncle was You Xiang, but when she woke up, the North Sea God had become her savior? Now she understands that You Xiang had never left from beginning to end, and had always been by her side as the North Sea God.
Although it is unknown how he obtained the token of the North Sea God, this risky move frightened everyone. When the old man of Changbai framed her, he probably never expected that his good uncle would send her future husband to her bed.
Youxiang came over and noticed that the white silk ribbon was gone. Her eyes were sharp, and she was about to ask when she had regained her sight and what method she had used, but Alan only gave her a cold look and turned to leave.
In the days that followed, A-Lan deliberately distanced herself from him, pretending to be a loving couple on the surface, but ignoring him in private, and even when she spoke, she was full of sarcasm.
On the first day of the new year, the largest wedding banquet in the history of Xiushui River arrived as scheduled. The groom got drunk and stumbled into the bridal chamber.
The bride, who had lifted her veil herself, was looking at him meaningfully: her alcohol tolerance had improved.
Youxiang chuckled softly: "Since regaining her sight, Madam has been acting strangely all day long. Doesn't she get tired of it?"
A-Lan's smile vanished, and she coldly asked him: Why are you impersonating the Water God? You saved me, is there something you're ashamed of?
Youxiang suddenly fell silent, and after a long while, she finally spoke: I just want to marry you.
Alan was unmoved: "Your wishful thinking will only become a burden for me. I am already engaged to the Water God, and besides, I don't like impulsive young men like you."
You Xiang felt a lump in her throat, her eyes filled with complex emotions: "I thought that if I could become the person you wanted to marry, you would like me a little more."
Alan froze. So, he impersonated the 20,000-year-old North Sea God just to please her?
She should have guessed it was him long ago. In fact, she had vaguely recognized his voice, but they had only met three times and he rarely spoke. After so long, she didn't immediately recognize him.
"Since you already knew, why did you still agree to marry me?" You Xiang asked.
A-Lan snatched the cup from his hand: "Now we're in a bind. If my uncle finds out the truth, he might cause trouble again. Besides, do you think impersonating the water god is a small matter? Once the truth comes out, even if I were the River God, I couldn't protect you."
"Are you worried about me?" Youxiang smiled teasingly.
Ah Lan looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, turning her face away: As the River God, I have a duty to protect my own tearful soul.
"You know everything?" Youxiang suddenly looked nervous. "How much do you know?"
A-Lan turned to look at him, her eyes grave: "Every time I'm sad or in danger, you appear and protect me with your life. I've read the Luo Shu, how could I not guess your true identity? But Xiao Xiang, if my uncle finds out the truth, he will definitely not let you off! So you must never reveal your identity, understand?"
Hmm. You Xiang couldn't hide her secret joy. You really were worried about me.
Knowing she had no way to defend herself, she was filled with anger and shame, and pushed him far away.
Is she worried about him? That child? He's just a single tear in her eye.
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