Chapter 235: The Emperor and Empress’ Wedding Watching Her Slowly Leave…
Watching her leisurely retreat, Jin Zha scratched the back of his head in confusion. "Isn't she so easy to talk to? Is this the difficult task my second brother mentioned?"
He stopped thinking about it when he couldn't figure it out. He stood on tiptoe to look again until Fu Li's back was completely out of sight. Then he turned around and walked into the Zichen Hall with a smile.
"Second brother, third brother, I have already... put... three..."
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt dizzy and seemed to see the face of his third brother Nezha in a daze.
But he had no time to judge whether it was true or not.
Nezha folded his arms and watched Jinzha faint on the ground with a cold smile. The corners of his lips curled up into a smug sneer: "Humph, you two still think you can stop me?"
He put his right foot into Jin Zha's waist and used his strength to lift him up. The tall and strong Jin Zha was kicked up by him and then caught in his hand.
"You two, you should wash up and go to bed." Nezha threw Jinzha on the couch in the outer room, stacking him with the equally unconscious Muzha. "Oh, no, no need to wash up, just go to bed."
After saying this, he brushed off the nonexistent dust from his hands and swaggered out of the Purple Palace. The patrolling celestial generals saluted him respectfully upon seeing him.
One female celestial general pointed in the direction of the Pixiang Hall and said with a wink, "Your Majesty, I just saw the Great Celestial Venerable heading that way."
Although Nezha already knew this, he still nodded politely and said reservedly, "Thank you."
"No, no, please go over quickly." The female general showed a strange smile on her face and even waved her hand to urge him.
After he walked away, one of the patrolling celestial soldiers gave her a thumbs-up with admiration: "General, you are like this. It's okay to just rant about it in private, but you're really hitting her right in the face!"
The female general chuckled complacently, "I'm following the official match, why wouldn't I dare? Her Majesty the Queen of Heaven will only be happy."
"No wonder you're a general! We're all so impressed!"
"Okay, stop being so poor and get on with your patrol."
The group chatted in low voices as they continued their inspection tour.
Nezha didn't care about the private discussions of the heavenly soldiers and generals, and quickly walked along the path to the Pixiang Hall.
The lights in the hall were mostly out, and only a single night-shining pearl shone brightly at the door. Two jade maidens were guarding the door. When they saw him approach, they smiled and saluted together.
The one on the left said, "Your Majesty, the Great Heavenly Venerable has been waiting for a long time."
The one on the right leaned over and extended his hand: "Your Highness, please come in."
Nezha nodded slightly to the two of them, said "thank you", and then maintained his outward reserve and walked in slowly.
The two jade maidens had obviously received instructions in advance and did not follow Nezha in. Instead, they closed the door of the hall after Nezha entered and stood guard outside diligently.
After entering the palace, Nezha discovered that there was not just one night-shining pearl, but a row of them extending inward. However, the dozen or so pearls from the entrance to the inner door were all in a straight line, and he was standing right in front of the palace door, so from a visual perspective, there was only one.
With his current level of cultivation, he could see at night without any light source. These night-shining pearls were not so much for lighting as they were left there to guide him.
He followed the glow of the night pearls, walked through the back door into the inner courtyard, then walked along the corridor on the left to the back hall, and pushed open the door under the last night pearl.
It was pitch black inside, but the moment the door was pushed open, the formation was triggered. Soft light lit up from all over the room, making the entire space as bright as day.
Fu Li was not in the outer room, but Nezha saw her slightly swaying shadow on the screen at a glance. The shadow was hazy, dignified and charming.
He almost impatiently walked around the screen and saw Fu Li sitting between the screen and the beaded curtain hanging on the partition. She looked up at him and asked in feigned surprise, "Didn't you say we weren't allowed to meet today? Why are you here at this hour?"
Nezha sneered: "You said you were coming to the Pixiang Palace, and your voice was so loud, how could I dare not come?"
Fu Li propped up her chin with her hand, appearing nonchalant due to her confidence in victory: "You can do whatever you want. We'll see each other tomorrow anyway."
Nezha strode forward, hugged her in his arms, kissed her fiercely, and whispered in her ear, "This is what I want!"
Fu Li obediently hugged his neck, and Nezha picked her up, impatiently slamming the bead curtain that blocked the way, and almost in an instant, he pressed her down on the bed in the inner room.
His tone was as aggrieved as his actions. "Sister, you're meeting with the ministers and hosting a banquet for the immortals today. It's truly magnificent! How could you possibly know the pain of longing I endure, all alone in the Purple Palace?"
"Let me see, how bitter is it?" Fu Li's voice was a little soft and sticky, and her hand dishonestly reached into his collar.
Nezha allowed her to cause chaos with her bare hands, and even helped her to do evil by untying her own belt, fearing that she would not be able to capture the city fast enough.
Because of his innate fire spirit, his body temperature was higher than normal. Fu Li's slightly cool palm pressed against the jade-smooth, firm skin, feeling the fiery heat. With a careless yet calculated touch, it slid along the rising and falling texture of his chest.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The sound of your heartbeat is transmitted directly to your eardrum through the palm of your hand, which is very different from listening to it directly with your ear.
Fu Li listened curiously for a while, then put her fair ear close to the sound, carefully distinguishing the difference between the two.
Nezha chuckled and said, "The night is still long. Sister, you can listen slowly."
A string of dense kisses fell.
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The next morning, when Fu Li woke up according to her biological clock, Nezha had already disappeared.
——He had to hurry back to the Purple Palace and wait for Emperor Fuli to come and pick him up.
The two men were from the same school, so the disciples of the three religions were divided into two groups. One half, led by Taiyi Zhenren, guarded Nezha in the Purple Palace; the other half, led by Zhao Gongming, followed Fu Li in the Pixiang Palace.
The ceremonial officer was Taibai Jinxing - this old fellow had long secretly defected to the Queen Mother of the West. The great master Xuandu and the Queen Mother of the West entertained guests from all parties in the Lingxiao Palace where the ceremony was held.
After both sides were dressed up, Fu Li took a fragrant carriage to the Purple Palace and personally invited Nezha out. The two of them rode in the same carriage and circled the entire Eighteen Heavens. There were dragon roars and phoenix cries, not to mention the noise of rituals and music.
By the time the team returned to Lingxiao Palace, it had already darkened.
Various palace lanterns were hung on both sides of the road, and the flower beds on both sides were filled with night-fluorescent flowers. Countless fairy butterflies danced among the flowers, and the occasional ones were stained with crystal pollen, appearing and disappearing in the brilliant lights.
The rituals and music became more solemn and dignified. Hua Jing Yuanjun, Zhao Gongming and Taiyi Zhenren had already been welcomed to their seats.
Led by Taibai Jinxing, the two newlyweds entered the hall, paid their respects to their three elders, then turned outside and walked to a place seven steps away from the entrance of the hall. They lit incense in front of the jade table and paid their respects to the Heavenly Dao first, and then to the Taoist Ancestor.
——Here one should first kowtow to the Taoist ancestor and then kowtow to the Heavenly Dao.
But now that Taoism is declining, Fu Li Le is respected as the ancestor of Taoism.
After the ceremony, the emperor and empress ascended the high platform together to accept the worship of the immortals.
The entire set of etiquette fully meets the requirements of Fu Li and Nezha, and is both simple and solemn.
Finally, a banquet was held in Tongming Hall. The couple exchanged a few glasses of wine with the immortals, then signaled with their eyes that the third-generation disciples should cover them, and the two of them ran away through the back door.
Apart from the formation, the only thing in Heaven that runs through the nine heavens is the Milky Way, which flows from the thirty-three heavens to the first heaven.
Every year, countless stars are born from the Milky Way. The river water that has exhausted its spiritual power after giving birth to the stars will flow into Guixu through special channels.
The water of Guixu will turn into clouds, and the clouds will turn into rain. The rain will fall into rivers and flow into the sea. The power of the tide will absorb some of the essence of the sea water, and through the Moon Palace as a transit point, it will be transmitted into the chaos...
This cycle repeats itself over and over again, just like a bottomless abyss where all the water in the world flows towards.
Nezha pulled Fuli along and ran all the way to the banks of the Tianhe River. The river surface was shimmering with brilliant starlight, and there were all kinds of lanterns floating downstream - they were specially arranged by Hongxin for the fairy officials and jade maidens to be placed there in the twenty-seventh heaven.
From the twenty-eighth heaven upwards, it was the residence of the saints. Although the six saints had long resided in Primal Chaos, no one dared to occupy their territory.
Nezha sighed deeply, "I didn't expect getting married to be so tiring!"
He remembered having experienced two weddings, but he had not personally experienced either. Naturally, he could only see the hustle and bustle and prosperity, and had no idea what the people involved in the vanity felt.
Now that he had personally participated in it, combined with the video clips in his memory, he could roughly judge that at the first wedding when the King of Shu was crowned, Lingzhuzi was more nervous and even barely aware of his fatigue; at the second wedding held in Penglai, although there were only a few people participating, Lingzhuzi was filled with joy from the bottom of his heart.
Lingzhuzi has a free-spirited nature and is naturally suited to the carefree path of immortality; Fuli, on the other hand, was born to want to be someone who makes a difference. This desire has turned into a growing sense of responsibility as her abilities have grown, making her a natural born to be a god.
Although the two of them have a mutual understanding, they ultimately have different paths.
If Lingzhuzi had not reincarnated as Nezha, the two would have ended up parting ways sooner or later.
The more people know, the more troubles they have, and even gods are no exception.
At this moment, Nezha couldn't help but think: As the reincarnation of Lingzhuzi, I was born with a yearning for the way of God. Is it destiny, or do I not want to go astray from my sister?
"What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
Seeing him suddenly lost in thought, Fu Li waved her hand in front of him.
Nezha came back to his senses, looked at the bright smile in her eyes, and was instantly relieved: No matter what, now you and I are on the same path, we can go through thousands of years together and enjoy the splendor together, I am already satisfied.
"Nothing." He smiled and put his arm around her waist, letting her rest her head on his chest. "I just thought that my fate with my sister must have been predestined by God."
Thinking of her own origins and the misunderstanding when they first met, Fu Li smiled knowingly: "It is indeed a predestined relationship."
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