The young emperor looked at his youngest daughter with a headache: "The matter is settled now, and there is no possibility of changing it. I know you are in love with Xiu Qiyu, but his only love is Ye Xiruo. I advise you to give up."
"I've liked Brother Xiu for so long, why? Why won't he even look at me? What do I have that I don't have as good as that country girl Ye Xiruo?"
"Xiao Jiu, be careful what you say. Ye Xi is the only Divine Master on the continent and the future Lord of the Pill King Palace. Be careful what you say."
"Do you think I, the princess, am afraid of her?" Tai Yanxi was exceptionally talented, and at the age of sixteen, she entered the ancestral land and awakened the blood of the true dragon, greatly increasing her power. She is now a cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
"Guards, take the Ninth Princess away. She is not to be released without my order."
"Father, why? Let me out, I want to find Xiu Qiyu."
"I'm doing this for your own good. I'll release you after their wedding ceremony."
"No, those two absolutely cannot be together. Xiu Qiyu is mine, and I will never give up on her."
Tai Yanxi had no intention of surrendering. A bright light burst forth from her petite body, and a faint dragon's roar emanated from her, indicating that she intended to defy the imperial decree.
A hint of disappointment flashed in the vast and profound eyes of the Taiyan God Emperor, which were as deep as the starry sky: "The more you act like this, the less likely I am to let you meet." Facing the berserk Taiyan Xi, the Taiyan God Emperor simply pointed a finger at Taiyan Xi's brow: "Get some sleep. When you wake up, everything will be over."
Tai Yanxi's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, clearly not expecting her father to treat her this way. Why was even her father siding with Ye Xiruo? She refused to accept it—
However unwilling she was, Tai Yanxi had no way to resist the unfathomable power of the Tai Yan God Emperor. She slowly collapsed and was held in the arms of the Tai Yan God Emperor.
“Those lunatics in the Pill King Palace are not to be trifled with. If you act recklessly, you will not have a good end.”
"His Majesty."
"Alright, let's send the Ninth Princess back."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Don't let anyone know about this."
"Yes, the Ninth Princess is devoted to the Dao and has been diligently cultivating. She has been in seclusion for a long time."
"Go down."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The entire Taiyan Continent was shaken by the news of the two's marriage, and the Pill King Palace was bustling with activity from top to bottom. Unexpectedly, the young palace master had actually passed away before the palace master.
The entire Danwang Palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers as preparations began. This was a major event for the Danwang Palace, and no detail could be overlooked.
However, the two people at the center of the storm were leisurely strolling on the back mountain of Danwang Palace, watching the sunset, the churning sea of clouds, and the drizzling rain, just like a couple in love, sticking together every day, going on dates every day, and never getting tired of each other.
Indeed, they had forgotten all about cultivation. The path of cultivation was long and uncertain, and what use was it to live as long as the heavens if they didn't have the person in front of them by their side?
"My master will be coming over in a couple of days to discuss our marriage," Xiu Qiyu said softly, holding Ye Xiruo's hand.
"Master Han, it's been a long time! Oh no, I don't know how many bottles of spirit wine are left in the space."
"It's alright, Little Yezi, don't be nervous. Master is officiating our wedding this time. Will the Pill King Palace skimp on spirit wine and such?"
"That seems to make sense."
Of course, the two would occasionally go out and flaunt their affection. The poor alchemists in the Pill King Palace had probably been provoked by this many times, so now seeing the two of them together didn't seem so jarring anymore.
The two people are truly in love; what can they do but offer their blessings?
Two days later, Master Han arrived as expected. After talking with Jing Li, he met with the two of them.
"Master." Xiu Qiyu's expression was indifferent, revealing no extra emotions.
"You're still blaming me." Han Tianxun's expression was somewhat forlorn.
"This disciple dares not."
Ye Xiruo watched the master and disciple bickering from the sidelines, feeling quite helpless.
"Can't we sit down and talk things over?" Ye Xiruo could tell that Xiu Qiyu respected Master Han very much; their master-disciple relationship couldn't be fake. So, what exactly happened?
Han Tianxun quickly explained the whole story to Ye Xiruo, who then gave Xiu Qiyu a hard pinch on the side: "Xiu Qiyu, have you forgotten what you promised me?"
No.
Ye Xiruo was furious, but Xiu Qiyu was always the one rushing to the front to shield her from the storm. In times of danger, he would prioritize her safety, never considering his own health and always pushing himself to the limit.
"Take care of yourself first from now on. If you do anything wrong, don't blame me for getting angry." This bad habit must be corrected.
"I understand, I'll be more careful in the future."
"Also, apologize to your master. He's only doing this for your own good."
"Master, I was wrong."
"Tsk tsk! This little girl really knows how to handle things." Xiao Qiqi is so stubborn, not even ten donkeys could pull her back. Now she has finally found her nemesis, and Han Tianxun is quite gratified.
“Master—” Xiu Qiyu’s face darkened again.
"What, are you feeling wronged? If it weren't for Master, you probably wouldn't even be seeing me right now."
"Little Yezi, you've misunderstood. Just as you worry about me, I worry about you too."
"What's there to worry about? Major and minor disasters are normal on the path of cultivation. What you can handle is an opportunity, and what you can't handle is a calamity. If you can't avoid it, that's fate." Ye Xiruo took it all in stride.
"Master Han, there's still a month until our wedding. You can stay at the Danwang Palace for this month, and I'll have Master Zhang cook delicious food for you every day. How about that?"
"Shouldn't the little girl do it herself?" Ye Xiruo's winemaking and cooking skills left a deep impression on Han Tianxun.
"Master Zhang's level of being a half-step master chef is naturally beyond my reach."
Han Tianxun fell silent, conflicted.
"Xiao Qi, come with me."
Xiu Qiyu gave Ye Xiruo a reassuring look and left with Han Tianxin.
Ye Xiruo stood up and watched the two figures leave. She felt uneasy. Had something happened? Master Han seemed to be preoccupied.
Having finally reached this point, Ye Xiruo didn't want anything to go wrong at the last minute. She took out a jar of spirit wine from her spatial storage, slammed the lid open, and started gulping it down. The spirit fruit wine, which she usually savored slowly, was now being drunk like water by Ye Xiruo in large mouthfuls.
Wine is indeed a wonderful thing. Ye Xiruo couldn't stop drinking it and had unknowingly drunk more than half a jar.
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