Chapter 103 World Five (Five)
Prince Rong Zhao's eyes drooped slightly, his lips remained still, but a muffled sound came from his throat.
He fixed his eyes slightly on the slender neck in his palm, which was the same shape as the treasure fan, pure white and delicate like a lotus.
Baoshan raised her neck slightly, as if ready to be killed. She closed her eyelids tightly, and her delicate and soft eyelashes were trembling nervously, which was enough to show Baoshan's fear.
The Xiaohan Palace was filled with silence. All the immortals looked at each other with their eyes and noses, and drank their tea tacitly, taking sips and savoring it carefully.
Immortal Zhenyu recognized the pair of wet eyes, lifted his robe slightly, and stood up.
"Your Highness is very busy. Little Fairy, please don't stay here and cause His Highness trouble."
Hearing the words of the Immortal Lord Zhenyu, which were ostensibly about Baoshan being in the way but were actually meant to defend her, Fuling's tense heartstrings relaxed slightly. She quickly glanced at Baoshan, who was kneeling in front of Crown Prince Rong Zhao, indicating that she should go down the stairs.
Bao Shan's eyes were confused, but she noticed the panic and concern on Fuling's face. She turned slightly, and her slender neck slipped free from Prince Rong Zhao's grasp.
Prince Rong Zhao didn't notice it for a moment. He just felt that the slippery and soft thing in his hand was about to slip away suddenly. His broad palm suddenly felt reluctant to let go and rubbed it subconsciously.
The slight force left a mark unique to Prince Rong Zhao on the jade-like neck of the treasure fan - a red mark the size of a fingernail, which was particularly conspicuous on the flawless white wall.
Baoshan lowered his head and bent his body very low, almost crawling in front of Prince Rong Zhao.
Prince Rong Zhao lowered his eyes and took a closer look. He could only see the black hair flowing down the round shoulders and in front of the body.
The collar of the dark black dress was slightly gathered, revealing a touch of smooth white.
The gathered collar is like a misleading abyss, one that makes one stare at it knowing that one cannot gaze at it for long. Yet one cannot help oneself, not even the slightest glance away.
Realizing he was staring at a useless little lotus for a long time, Crown Prince Rong Zhao's eyes lit up with gloom. He said coldly, "Just now you wanted me to break your branches, but now you've become a coward."
Prince Rong Zhao's words were indeed harsh.
Bao Shan's body shuddered, tears flashing in her eyes. She had just transformed and was tongue-tied, not knowing how to defend herself. She could only look at Prince Rong Zhao with a look of grievance, her voice as small as a mosquito's hum: "Master..."
The other people in Xiaohan Palace were too far away to hear clearly.
But Prince Rong Zhao, who was only a few inches away from the treasured fan, heard the rest of the words clearly.
"If the master wants to break it, then break it... It hurts when the branches are broken... But since it's the master's wish, it should... be okay..."
The hem of her dark black dress spread out on the ground, as round as a lotus leaf. The precious fan, surrounded by the leaves, exuded a fragile beauty, as if about to be broken and plucked. Seeing this, Crown Prince Rong Zhao said in a clear voice, "I'm not particularly interested."
He was the prince of heaven, how could he ever fall to the point where he had to break off the branches of a useless little lotus to please himself?
Baoshan was able to escape unscathed.
During the rest of the banquet, Immortal Zhenyu was somewhat absent-minded. He recognized the eyes of the woman who had leaned on Crown Prince Rong Zhao's shoulder and asked him questions. However, he never imagined that the treasured fan and the small lotus that Liu Shengheyan had plucked off were the same person.
Although Fuling knew that the mistakes at today's banquet were not Baoshan's fault alone, she was still angry.
The rules of heaven are very strict, and fairies and immortal kings will be banished to the mortal world for violating the rules of heaven.
What would happen if Baoshan continued to be so reckless and was banished to the mortal world?
Baoshan was not familiar with the ways of the world, and Fuling heard from the other fairies that the mortal world was an extremely dangerous place.
If the precious fan were to fall into the mortal world, it would surely be bullied beyond recognition.
Therefore, Fuling planned to be deliberately cold to Baoshan so that Baoshan could learn the heavenly rules well.
However, Fuling’s plan had just been implemented and had not lasted long when it was shattered by Baoshan’s tears.
Drops of tears rolled down her rosy cheeks, and Baoshan's voice was choked with sobs, just like the Jade Rabbit in the Yuehan Palace, with red eyes and a timid look. Her pitiful appearance made people want to cry when they saw her.
Fuling's heart was in great distress, so she couldn't keep a straight face anymore. She had already forgotten about teaching Baoshan the rules of the heavenly realm.
She gently wiped Baoshan's cheek with a soft handkerchief and asked, "Why are you crying like this?"
Bao Shan said softly, "Master, do you hate me?... Sister Fuling, who is so kind to me, also looks at me coldly. I must be very disgusting..."
Fuling hurriedly explained: "I don't hate you."
Baoshan sobbed softly: "Really?"
Fuling hurriedly coaxed her: "Of course it's true, my best sister in this heaven is Baoshan.
Before you transformed, I wanted to share all the good things I got with you. Now that you have a human form, it is even more so. What’s more—”
Fuling gently wiped away the water marks on Baoshan's face: "Baoshan, no one in the heavens will dislike you if you look like this."
Baoshan's eyes sparkled like stars as she gently embraced Fuling. "Fuling is also my best sister. Before I transformed, I had a vague consciousness. I only knew that I was a lotus among the beautiful Liu Shenghe. I was born weak and timid, and very unlovable. Only Fuling was willing to visit me often."
Before it transformed, the precious fan already had intelligence. At that time, she stayed alone in the cool pond, watching the other lotus flowers swaying gracefully, attracting the other fairies and immortal kings to feed her carefully. She vaguely knew that in her condition, even if she waited for tens of thousands of years, no one would feel pity for her and be willing to take care of her.
At that time, Bao Shan secretly made a plan. She paid attention to every possible opportunity and watched for the figure passing by Liu Shengheyan's corner.
Until that time when Fuling was wronged and sobbed quietly beside the pool.
Baoshan used up all the spiritual energy in its body, bent its branches, and used the soft lotus petals to caress Fuling as a sign of comfort.
Bao Shan now understood that she had used many schemes before she transformed to make Fuling soft-hearted towards her and use elixirs and fairy wine to nourish her.
As a result, the treasure fan takes shape earlier than itself in the illusion, and its immortal power becomes more solid.
If you only know how to deceive men, you will reduce your circle of reliance to half, and may even attract hatred and jealousy.
But if both men and women can deceive, then there will be vitality everywhere.
Moreover, Baoshan could feel Fuling's sincerity towards her in this vast and empty heaven.
Only Poria cocos is the only one Baoshan can trust.
The precious fan gently patted Fuling's shoulders, caressing them with its petals, just as it did before it transformed.
Seeing this, Fuling's heart softened even more. She just remembered the word "master" said by Baoshan, and thought about the scene in Xiaohan Palace where Baoshan called Prince Rongzhao "master" in front of everyone, and she couldn't help but ask her doubts.
When it came to Fuling, Baoshan naturally told her the truth.
Prince Rong Zhao was the first to see the precious fan transformed into a human form.
As a naive little lotus, it is understandable that it would mistake the first person it sees as its owner.
Hearing this, Fuling couldn't help but feel bitter. It was clearly she who fed the treasure fan with elixirs and shared the fairy wine with it, but how come in the end, Prince Rong Zhao got the advantage and became the "master" of the treasure fan.
Fuling tried to correct Baoshan's perception, explaining, "You should stay away from Crown Prince Rong Zhao in the future..."
Bao Shan's dark eyes trembled slightly, and his voice was thin: "Is it because the master hates me?"
If that's the case, she should stay away.
Fuling frowned and denied, "Of course not. Prince Rong Zhao likes you so much that he can't wait to..."
Fuling thought to herself: Prince Rong Zhao was hugging Baoshan's soft body, enjoying Baoshan's obedience to him. I don't know how happy he was, but how could he hate it?
Just hearing what Fuling said, Baoshan's eyebrows immediately curved: "Master likes me?"
Faced with Baoshan's innocent and naive nature, Fuling naturally couldn't bear to say something that would dampen the mood, such as "Prince Rongzhao has a cold disposition" and "The fairies avoid him." To help Baoshan smile again and stop her constant anxiety, worrying about incurring the displeasure of this fairy or that immortal, Fuling spoke with a firm tone.
"Of course, Crown Prince Rong Zhao is extremely pleased with you."
The Immortal Lord Danyang has found a rare immortal plant that is rarely seen in a thousand years. This immortal plant grows in Lingbo Palace, and he specially invites Prince Rong Zhao to come and see it.
Danyang Immortal Lord is obsessed with refining elixirs. If you don't follow his wishes, you will get into bigger trouble.
Therefore, although Crown Prince Rong Zhao had no interest in this rare immortal plant, he was tired of the trouble and went to Lingbo Palace as Immortal Lord Danyang had said.
Prince Rong Zhao was wearing a Yuan Dynasty blue robe that appeared to have no embroidery at all.
But as he walked, shimmering golden waves appeared.
Prince Rong Zhao was tall and had an arrogant and domineering aura. He pushed aside the fence made of flowers and walked to a secluded place.
There is only a soft couch, a square table and a few low chairs here.
On the table were cakes made from fresh flowers and a thin-necked porcelain vase filled with clear water. A tiny lotus was placed diagonally in the vase, with green branches and vines, and the lotus exuded a faint fragrance.
Prince Rong Zhao frowned. He only knew that the Immortal Lord Danyang was obsessed with refining elixirs. But he didn't know that the Immortal Lord Danyang liked this kind of girly attire.
Prince Rong Zhao gently lifted his robe, stared at the low chair for a moment, and finally sat upright on the couch.
He lowered his eyes to look at the porcelain vase on the square table and the tiny lotus inside the vase. His gaze paused slightly, and he felt that the tiny lotus was too familiar. He stretched out his hand and held the porcelain vase in his palm.
As his broad palm touched the branches of the small lotus, he heard a timid cry, and then the small lotus in the porcelain bottle transformed into a beauty, lying in the arms of Prince Rong Zhao.
Because of the sudden change, Prince Rong Zhao did not react, so he was gently pushed by the beauty and snuggled up to the soft round pillow on the couch.
Bao Shan was very anxious, even though it would be more helpful to practice in human form after transforming.
But Baoshan still longed for the warmth and comfort of soaking in the pond water when she was a little lotus.
She secretly ran to Liu Sheng Heyan, filled a porcelain bottle with water, and put her true form into the pool, feeling very happy.
But when the branches were touched, Baoshan gradually regained consciousness from his hazy state. He thought he had secretly changed his human form and was discovered by Fuling, so he hurriedly returned to his original human form.
When he saw the person under him, it was the cold-eyed Prince Rong Zhao, and the precious fan lay in Prince Rong Zhao's arms in a dependent manner.
Baoshan didn't know why Prince Rong Zhao was so distant and indifferent to her.
But Fuling said that Prince Rong Zhao didn't hate her at all, on the contrary... he liked her very much.
Baoshan believes in Fuling. In her eyes, Fuling is extremely powerful and knows many things about the heavenly realm like the back of her hand.
If Fuling said this, then it must be true, because Fuling would not lie to her.
Baoshan listened to the dull beating sound in her chest and said softly, "Baoshan is also very happy with her master."
As soon as she finished speaking, Baoshan remembered what she had seen, the way the fairies and immortal kings in heaven expressed their joy to each other, so she gently raised her head and pressed her soft lips against Prince Rong Zhao's chin.
The cold and hard surface like ice is stained with the unique fragrance of lotus, which is quiet, moving and captivating.
A cold glint flashed across Crown Prince Rong Zhao's eyes. Before he could get angry, he heard the ignorant and fearless little Lotus in his arms mutter with a troubled expression, "...but Fuling is my best sister..."
Baoshan was in a dilemma. Since she was the happiest one, she could only choose one between Fuling and Prince Rongzhao.
Prince Rong Zhao endured the coldness and listened to the little lotus timidly change her words.
"My master is my first joy."
Prince Rong Zhao had a gloomy expression on his face, thinking to himself: When would he, the prince of heaven, be ranked only first?
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