Chapter 118 Chapter 118 "A gentleman's integrity is like orchids." ...
"You're awake."
A kind female voice sounded from beside the bed, like the night wind blowing through the peonies, the petals rustling down, soft and with a unique feminine fragrance.
As the voice reached his ears, the young man, who was lying on his back on the bed and still in a daze, turned his head to look at her.
Jiu Zhao suddenly felt relieved that it was just a dream.
Otherwise, opening my eyes and seeing the mother who I had only seen in portraits but now appeared before me alive—
She was afraid that she would tremble and cry on the spot, and then throw herself into her arms.
Even though Jiu Zhao was trapped in this body, and he called out to the Mother Goddess over and over again with sobs, the dream was a reality that happened in the past, and it was reflected on the face of the young man Lan Qi. He looked at this beautiful woman with a stunning face and noble status, and was stunned and speechless.
"Hey, are you still feeling unwell?" Facing the young man's dazed eyes, the Queen of Gods reached out and placed her warm palm on his forehead. After a few breaths, she whispered to herself, "But your temperature is fine. You don't have a fever."
After confirming that she was alright, the Queen of Gods smiled again. "Since I brought you back from the forest south of Yiqingtian, you've been unconscious for seven days. Now that you've awakened, do you remember your name, where you're from, and whether you have any parents or relatives? If so, I'll send someone to take you back."
Although there was no discomfort in the body, the mind was blank.
If I concentrate for a moment, I will feel so painful that I feel like my body is about to burst apart.
Finally, he gave up thinking and shook his head slowly with a pale face: "I don't remember anything."
The Queen of Gods was not surprised by his answer.
The left hand that was detecting body temperature turned over and gently stroked his head with great compassion: "It's okay if you don't remember. In fact, when you were unconscious, I sent people to search for your people. Unfortunately, it seems that you are the only one Huiling Immortal Grass in this Sanqing Heaven.
"However, meeting each other means that you and I are destined to be together—
"Will you be my child? I will be your mother, taking care of you and raising you."
As she spoke, she withdrew her hand and spread her arms, a gesture like a mother welcoming her child.
Go ahead.
Go quickly.
Jiu Zhao, who longed strongly for his mother's embrace, urged loudly in his mind.
After a long time, the boy sat up and tentatively leaned towards her.
Then she was tightly embraced by a pair of soft arms holding a shawl.
"Also, I forgot to introduce myself. This is the Sanqing Tianchuntai Palace. I am the Queen of Gods Tai'e. You can call me the Mother Goddess.
"A gentleman's integrity is like Lan Qiqi. Would you like to be called Lan Qi from now on?"
Even though it was a dream, the feeling of the hug was so real.
Jiu Zhao didn't care whether Lan Qi's answer was appropriate or not. The warmth, fragrance and strength of her mother almost made her burst into tears. She sincerely hoped that this dream could last longer and longer.
However, an irresistible force pulled her soul away from Lan Qi's body.
…
When I woke up from the desk where I was hunched over, it was almost dusk.
The residual heat from the embrace seemed to still linger on the skin.
Jiu Zhao rubbed his elbow with a lingering feeling. That was the place where the Mother Goddess's palm had touched in his dream just now.
"You're awake."
It was the same tone and the same opening.
Jiu Zhao was startled and looked across at the desk.
The brilliant rays of light shone on Lan Qi's handsome face, and his pupils were as gentle and calm as those of the Queen of Gods.
For a moment, the boundary between reality and dreams suddenly distorted.
Jiu Zhao didn't know whether he had woken up or was still dreaming.
Facing this face that was similar in temperament and appearance to her mother's, her admiration remained. She could hardly muster the anger to question whether he had done anything wrong. After a moment's pause, she whispered, "What did you do to me? Why did I suddenly start dreaming?—"
"I also dreamed of becoming you."
The desk was only a little over a foot wide. Lan Qi and Jiu Zhao sat face to face, very close to her, yet seemed far away.
He held Jiu Zhao's last words between his teeth, repeating them with the tip of his tongue, revealing his usual innocent yet profound smile: "Immortals rarely dream. When they do, it's either a dream of premonition or a dream of obsession. It seems Zhao Zhao is deeply obsessed with me."
"Don't be so sentimental, Master Ye."
Jiu Zhao hated it most when he spoke like this.
They were all hypocritical ridicules, and the vague aura of the Mother Goddess disappeared completely.
She squinted her eyes and gave him a cold look. She knew Ruolan Qiruo didn't want to answer. No matter how much she pressed him about the sudden dream she had just had, she wouldn't get the truth. So she simply warned him, "What is our relationship now? A name as intimate as Zhaozhao shouldn't come from Ye Zun's mouth."
Lan Qi readily changed his words, "Ever since leaving Sanqing Heaven, I never thought I'd be able to sit at the same table with Your Highness again. During those peaceful times, I was just looking at Your Highness's sleeping face. I was momentarily distracted, thinking I was still young, and that's why I made a slip of the tongue. Please forgive Your Highness Jiuzhao."
Sitting together at the table, the years are peaceful.
This description just made Jiu Zhao feel ridiculous.
That seemingly narrow desk is actually another natural barrier.
It reminds them that they will never have the chance to be honest with each other again.
The sun sets inch by inch in the west, and the afterglow of the sunset shines into Jiuzhao's eyes, turning into a shimmering barrier that keeps people out.
She silently grabbed Lan Qi's wrist, turned it over, injected her immortal power, and fulfilled the duty that had been delayed by the dream.
As the treatment neared its end, Lan Qi sighed, "Actually, when I was an immortal, I sometimes envied Yun, a mortal in this world. We can't find each other in reality, but we can meet again in dreams—but unfortunately, immortals don't even have the right to dream."
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After leaving Lingquan Palace and going to bed at night, Jiuzhao recalled the appearance of the Mother Goddess in his dream several times in his mind.
Judging from the time, when Lan Qi became an adopted son, the Mother Goddess had already blocked a sword that pierced her chest for the Father God and was fatally injured.
But apart from a somewhat tired and frail look on her face, she did not show the despair, paleness and lifelessness that are common in those nearing the end of their lives.
So warm, so noble, so beautiful.
Even though he couldn't touch it, just by looking at it quietly, Jiu Zhao could feel the wounds of his body and mind being healed, and his soul returning to warmth and tranquility.
Time and again, she engraved the face of the Queen of Gods deeply in her heart.
I hope to be like ordinary people, thinking about things during the day and dreaming about things at night.
He no longer needs Lan Qi's eyes to reunite with his mother.
Unfortunately, she still had no dreams all night.
Jiu Zhao woke up in the morning and started his day with a sense of loss.
He meditated in the morning, took a short nap after lunch, and assisted the God Emperor in handling government affairs within his responsibilities in the afternoon.
The inner demon is stirring again.
Jiu Zhao's longing for the Queen of Gods turned into a cage, stimulating her desire to enter the dream hallucination.
Jiu Zhao had to admit that this was Lan Qi's plan.
Then, he really calculated her heart too accurately.
Even if there were spells within the Three Purities Heavens that could bring people into the memories of others, none of them possessed the close relationship that Lan Qi had, as he was once the adopted son of the God Emperor and God Empress. Only with the help of Lan Qi's vision and body could she truly feel the Mother Goddess's smile, voice, and appearance.
Unless you restrain your yearning for family affection.
Otherwise, she would just walk into his trap.
I managed to finish what I had to do, and as night fell, I finally had some free time.
Jiu Zhao came to Lingquan Palace alone without telling anyone.
She lit up all the lights on the platform, lay on the desk with the evening breeze as her pillow, and wanted to try again to see if she could dream about the Mother Goddess.
Disappointment is always the norm.
She was so overwhelmed that she found it difficult to even fall asleep.
After trying until midnight, she finally gave up.
He left the barrier dejectedly, and when he looked up, he saw Lan Qi holding a thin-stemmed lotus lantern, standing silently in the darkness.
…
"What a coincidence."
Lan Qi said what a coincidence, without any unexpected emotion on his face.
He did not wear a crown today and was dressed in ordinary clothes.
Her raven hair fell to her waist, and the tips of her hair were immersed in the light and shadow illuminated by the lotus lantern, rendering it with rich colors.
"Whether it's a coincidence or not, Ye Zun himself knows best."
Jiu Zhao was irritated by her inner demons, and her expression was not at all good. She did not want to say anything more and just brushed past him.
Lan Qi took another step aside and stood in front of her:
"Judging from your Highness's demeanor, it seems this trip will be fruitless. How about I accompany you and we can go on another journey together?"
It seems that he had no intention of hiding it.
"What do you want?"
Jiu Zhao paused and spoke bluntly, "You led me into a dream, allowing me to see the Mother Goddess through your memories. I also saw how carefully she cared for you. She is someone who has done you a favor, and she is also a deceased elder. Even if you want to deal with me, you shouldn't use her."
"Deal with?"
Lan Qi took a step closer and tilted his head, "It seems that Your Highness and I have fundamentally different ideas. You and I both know that opening one's memories to the enemy is a very terrifying thing. You saw my past memories and also saw the Queen of Gods that I have always longed for. There is no loss at all.
"If I were to deal with you, what would be the point of doing something that would harm myself and help you?"
A tall shadow fell on Jiu Zhao, completely blocking out the stars embedded in the night sky in the distance.
She was speechless after being asked back by Lan Qi, and instinctively thought that the other party would not be so kind.
"How did you do it? Without me even noticing, you silently trapped me in your dream." She took a deep breath. "Are you testing something? Yesterday you used the Mother Goddess as a false expression of warmth, and today you're going to use evil magic to take my soul away?"
Lan Qi laughed. "Your Highness has a truly rich imagination. I'm currently a guest at Sanqing Heaven, and my guards, including the city lords and clan leaders, number no more than thirty. If I were to harm you, how could I possibly leave here? Even if the crown prince is dead, the Divine Emperor is still here. What's the point?"
These few words turned the clear pond into a pool of muddy water again.
Jiu Zhao was confused, staring at him with vigilant eyes, "Then tell me, what do you want?"
"I don't want to do anything."
For the first time, I explained it to her in detail.
When it came to the most important point, Lan Qi started to talk in riddles again.
Jiu Zhao felt like a mouse being toyed with by a cat, stumbling around but not knowing where the right way out was.
She opened her eyes wide and glared at him fiercely, and her right hand, which was hanging at the edge of her skirt, was suddenly grabbed by someone.
One by one, Lan Qi spread open the slender white fingers and handed over the lotus lantern, placing it on Jiu Zhao's open palm. "If you want to see the Queen of Gods, come to Lingquan Palace. Apart from the fixed time for healing wounds, I will wait for you here every other day at midnight."
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