Beneath the giant tree of suffering in Tushan, Tushan Honghong lay sprawled on the ground, her eyes lifeless and numb as she gazed at the morning sun.
She didn't even want to move a finger, and now she really didn't understand the meaning of living.
If she were only living to protect her younger sister, she would feel like a puppet, without a soul of her own, with nowhere to belong.
It was like a dark void, devoid of color and joy, filled only with the repetitive patrol route.
In fact, long before Chi Musheng arrived, she was already on the verge of collapse. Every day she lived was agonizing, especially at night when a surge of loneliness would overwhelm her, making her feel incredibly depressed and unable to even fall asleep.
Bad thoughts always pop into my head, like wanting to run my palm through my chest to see what it feels like, or wanting to find a quiet place to lie down until I die.
But she knew she couldn't yet; the entire Tushan and her sister still needed her, so she had to pretend to be nonchalant and face everything alone.
One day, she encountered Chi Musheng playing the flute under the Bitter Love Tree. However, she did not rush to disturb him, but instead hid in the shadows to eavesdrop.
At that moment, she found herself actually smiling, and a strange sense of happiness welled up inside her. It was as if she had escaped endless torment, and life was gradually becoming more enjoyable.
From then on, she would come to see Chi Musheng every day. In fact, after patrolling the entire Tushan Mountain every day, the thing she wanted to do most was to see Chi Musheng, just like a tired person who had found their own little nest.
A few days later, Tu Shan realized a problem: Chi Musheng might leave her, but she didn't want Chi Musheng to leave.
She came up with a plan: she could first sign a contract with Chi Musheng to keep him by her side, and then she would figure out a way to make Chi Musheng fall in love with her little by little.
They married, had children, loved each other for life, and stayed by each other's side forever.
But in the end, it was all for naught. He left, taking with him her joy in life and her longing for living.
Tu Shan Honghong was panting weakly. She didn't want to get up; no, it should be said that she seemed unable to get up.
"Miss Honghong, is this the salvation you've been waiting for?"
"Heh, it's nothing more than a hand that pushes you completely into hell."
Feng Qi quietly observed all of this from afar. Emotion is the cruelest thing in the world; it can make you beam with joy in one step, or shatter your world in another.
That's why she wanted to destroy the Bitter Love Tree, a tree that fed on demonic power and lived on love, deceiving the entire Tushan and even the entire demon race, making those ignorant demons believe forever the foolish saying that love can overcome all difficulties.
In the end, she became a pitiful creature, a tool and food for the giant tree of suffering. What Feng Qi did was the right thing to do.
Destroying the Bitter Love Tree is not as simple as just knocking it down. Ancient records state that the Third Young Master of Aolai tried to destroy the Bitter Love Tree several times, but he was never able to kill it.
She consulted all the information about the Bitter Love Tree and came to the conclusion that only the Tushan royal family could destroy it, and that it could only be done under specific circumstances.
Those were the royal fox demons born from the Bitter Love Tree. They had all lost trust in it, loathed emotions, and no longer believed in love. The best opportunity was about to arrive.
She immediately turned and left, intending to check if Miss Ya Ya was having a good time in her dream.
"Brother Mu Sheng, get up and eat."
Tu Shan Rongrong stood by the bed with her hands on her hips and pouted.
That jerk! She's already prepared the food, but he's still not up. Is he planning to sleep forever?
"I'm too tired, I don't want to move."
Chi Musheng simply turned over without opening his eyes.
What do you mean by eating? He looks like someone who has the energy to get up and eat.
Don't you realize what you did last night? After three times last night, he wanted to say let's go to sleep.
Who knew that Tu Shan Rongrong would say something like that?
"Brother Mu Sheng, you're not impotent, are you?"
Then they popped a pill into his mouth. It melted instantly, and in less than three seconds, his blood surged, and he became as hard as a rock, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. My brother could do push-ups.
It felt great at the time, but when I woke up it was a tragedy. My lower back and knees ached, and I felt weak all over. It was more tiring than working overtime for three days straight in a shady factory.
Tu Shan Rongrong took a deep breath. It's okay, she'll endure it and not get angry.
She now needs to learn to be a virtuous wife and loving mother so that Chi Musheng will fall in love with her from the bottom of his heart.
She whispered softly in Chi Musheng's ear.
"But, Brother Musheng, Rongrong got up especially early to make you breakfast. Can you bear to see Rongrong's hard work go to waste?"
Okay, she made breakfast for herself, but since she'd already made it, she naturally wanted to maximize her own benefit by saying it was for Chi Musheng.
You feed me.
Chi Musheng opened his mouth and said.
Getting up is out of the question; he just wants to be a lazy bum who does nothing.
"dog"
Tu Shan Rongrong bit her lip, intending to curse directly.
He swallowed the words back, telling her to feed him, just as he had said.
"Okay, Brother Musheng."
She brought over a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, scooped out a spoonful, put it in her mouth, leaned forward slightly, and lowered her head.
Chi Musheng opened his eyes in an instant, blinked, and looked at Tu Shan Rongrong's small face so close to his mouth, as well as the eight-treasure porridge that was being poured into his mouth.
He originally thought that Tu Shan Rongrong would either not feed him or feed him with a spoon, but never feed him with her mouth.
After a moment, Tu Shan Rongrong raised her little head, wiped her mouth, and asked gently.
"Brother Musheng, is the imported porridge delicious?"
"Gurgle"
After swallowing the porridge in his mouth, Chi Musheng coughed twice.
"Ahem, Rongrong, my darling, I think I should handle this myself."
What the hell is this imported porridge? To put it bluntly, what's the difference between this and you mixing your saliva into the porridge and making him drink it?
"No way! Since Brother Musheng said Rongrong should feed him, then Rongrong has to do it."
"Otherwise, Rongrong will think that Brother Musheng is looking down on her."
Tu Shan Rongrong looked at Chi Musheng with a smile on her face.
You scoundrel, if you dare say a single word against it, I'll give you another super-nutritious pill tonight.
Chi Musheng suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. For some reason, he felt that Tu Shan Rongrong's smile was particularly threatening, and his spine felt cold. He had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.
"Come on, Brother Musheng, as a return favor, you'll have to feed Rongrong later, okay?"
"Gurgle, gurgle"
Use your imagination to fill in the blanks below, just focus on the shape of the wutong tree.
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