Chapter 27 Chapter 27 "Your Highness thought that she had been thinking about it for many years...
If Jiu Zhao had said this in the past, Fu Xu would have been too lazy to argue with her.
On the one hand, it was true that the Western God King had proposed to him on behalf of Ying Luo in the past.
On the other hand, when it comes to immortal marriages, most of them have nothing to do with love. They may be due to the interaction between the two races, or to maintain status, or to seek joint cultivation and progress - in any case, it is not the pure and flawless relationship in the eyes of Jiu Zhao, who was taught by his two love-brained parents.
Fuxu had spent half his life in the military, campaigning for the Three Pure Ones, always either training or on his way to training, rarely even returning to the Pimeng Palace. Recalling the fate of past war gods, half of whom had met with tragic end due to their excessive killing, he had even less hope for marriage.
Since it is difficult to grow old together with someone you are in love with, it is better to maximize the role of marriage.
At the beginning, he did not reject the proposal of the King of the West God because he saw Ying Luo's outstanding talent and had a good hope of being promoted to a god.
If Ying Luo were to pursue ordinary advancement methods, her path to godhood would inevitably be long and arduous. However, if Fu Xu were willing to channel his divine power and cultivate with her, he could help her break through the shackles of her realm and attain godhood sooner, thus adding another powerful force to the Three Pure Ones.
The most crucial point in joint cultivation is to open your mind and accept the fusion of each other's power.
This cannot be achieved by simply saying yes; the two people must have a close relationship to eliminate the instinctive resistance.
Before the visit of the Western God King, Fuxu and Yingluo had almost no interactions outside the military.
Only by signing a covenant through marriage can one take a shortcut and practice together by force.
Fuxu knew the truth behind the so-called "old lover who was talking about marriage". Even if he told Jiuzhao, she would keep talking about the fact that he had had feelings for her in the past. So he usually kept silent. As long as he didn't respond, Jiuzhao would always find his monologue boring.
But today, his heart was filled with countless chaotic thoughts.
A little while later there are soft, glutinous and fragrant rose pastries.
After a while, he sensed Ying Luo's approaching presence, and when he came to the garden from the side hall, he saw the two of them stacked on top of each other.
He suddenly felt upset.
He sat back down on the stone bench, his body half straightened. After a pause, he began to explain in a calm voice, "It is true that the Western God King was once interested in me, and I have no reason to refute it. However, this happened a long time ago. After marrying Your Highness, I have never been alone with Princess Yingluo Zong again. Over the years, I have always kept my distance and treated her with courtesy. I believe I have not transgressed in any way. I wonder why Your Highness is angry?"
"If she hadn't been obsessed with you, or if you hadn't given her any hints, why would she keep chasing you like this?"
Jiu Zhao threw the cake he had just picked up back onto the jade plate and slammed it on the stone table. "Also, as long as you know that it's irrefutable, it's good. Since there is a past, we should completely avoid suspicion. Treat each other with the proper etiquette. From now on, the two of you should stop flirting in front of me!"
"Where did the flirting come from?"
Fuxu rarely experienced what it meant to be overwhelmed. "Even when I proposed marriage to you, I didn't have any feelings for Yingluo Zongji."
"There's no romance between men and women."
Jiu Zhao repeated himself, imitating Fuxu's tone, and then hummed and grumbled, "That's really strange. You two have no feelings for each other, yet Yingluo's father came to you to propose marriage. You think the Western God King is attracted to you solely because of your status as a Supreme God? As the crown prince, my status is much higher than yours. Why doesn't he propose marriage to me on behalf of his daughter?"
This is completely unreasonable.
Jiu Zhao is a girl.
Yingluo is also a woman.
When did Sanqingtian have the rule that same-sex marriage is allowed?
Thoughts were turning in his mind, but the six words "They are all women" reminded Fuxu.
Fuxu thought that he seemed to have guessed what Yingluo, who had always had ulterior motives towards Jiuzhao, was planning to do at the birthday party.
On the stone bench, his hands resting on his knees were clenched into fists, and his face turned ugly.
"Why aren't you talking? Have you been rendered speechless by what I have said?"
Jiu Zhao waited and waited, but Fu Xu's explanation was in vain, and she grew increasingly unhappy. She stood up, propping herself up on the table with both hands, and leaned over to Fu Xu, who was sitting across from her. Suppressed anger danced in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. "I won't talk about the past with you. Just talking about today, you can't stand your ground—"
"Didn't I tell you to keep your distance? Then why were you staring at the direction Yingluo left just now? I have one last reminder for you: I am the king and you are the subject. This marriage is because I am the only one who finds you old and ugly and tired of me. Don't even think about having an affair!"
After the warning, Jiu Zhao was completely unaware of how much jealousy he was feeling at the moment.
The more she spoke, the closer her head moved, until her face was almost touching Fuxu's.
Her beautiful lips accidentally came into view, and the tense atmosphere suddenly changed.
Fuxu's tongue automatically secreted saliva as he savored the sweetness of the rose cake.
He closed his eyes and said, "...I was thinking about something just now and didn't notice that I was facing the direction where Princess Yingluo Zong left."
"What a thought--
"Tell me what you have thought of!"
Jiu Zhao did not give in at all and spoke in an extremely harsh tone.
Those fire-hardened phoenix eyes stared at Fuxu, as if they wanted to burn two holes in his skin.
Even though Fuxu didn't like to speculate about things that hadn't happened, he couldn't help himself at this moment because of her provocation.
He left the stone bench and stood up, meeting Jiu Zhao's gaze. "Does Your Highness really think that the person she has been obsessed with all these years is me?"
When he was as close as possible, his pale thin lips brushed against Jiu Zhao's side face, and then his face disappeared, replaced by a broad chest with a black robe and a piping edge. Fu Xu's voice was low, as if the flesh and blood in his chest were also resonating, making people's ears numb.
Jiu Zhao was slightly startled: "If it's not you, who else could it be?"
Fu Xu asked, "If it's me whom Yingluo can't let go of, why does she never avoid His Highness when she's with me? With her cunning and resourcefulness, finding a suitable opportunity to be alone with me shouldn't be a problem. After all, it's not as if His Highness's presence makes it easier to confide her longing."
The distance was too close, and Jiu Zhao was pressed down by the man's strong body and took a step back. His left foot tripped over his right foot, and he staggered and fell on the stool.
Her eyes rolled around randomly, and it was obvious that her inherent thinking was challenged.
After a few breaths, she raised her eyes uncertainly: "She is always stirring up trouble around me - could it be that she has a crush on Lan Qi?"
“…”
Fu Xu was speechless.
Perhaps for Jiu Zhao, whose sexual orientation is even more straightforward than Biluo Shu, same-sex pleasure is too beyond his comprehension.
He pondered over it again and again, hesitating whether to reveal the fact.
But suddenly, a little selfishness arose that was difficult for others to know.
He left his seat and came to Jiu Zhao's side, deciding to change the subject: "Your Highness, are you full? Would you like some more snacks?"
Jiu Zhao was trapped in his own world, and the more he thought about it, the more it seemed to make sense.
Those who have a good relationship with her at first will eventually have a better relationship with Yingluo.
Only Lan Qi was indifferent to Ying Luo from beginning to end.
Yingluo wanted to completely isolate Lan Qi from the group because she couldn't get her and she was jealous of their inseparable relationship in the past.
That's ridiculous.
She has a close relationship with Yingluo. Yingluo said that she has a crush on Lan Qi. Could it be that she would become irreconcilable with her friend for a man?
I feel like I have a breath stuck in my heart, unable to go up or down.
In addition to being angry, Jiu Zhao also felt sad that Ying Luo did not trust him.
She picked out a piece of light-colored lotus pastry from the plates of pastries.
The puff pastry crust, layer upon layer, looks very much like Yingluo, who has countless eyes and hearts.
It grinned and laughed at Jiu Zhao who was being fooled around.
Jiu Zhao was so annoyed that he flattened it with his fist: "I'm not eating anymore. I've seen you two annoying guys, and I'm fed up with it!"
Fu Xu nodded: "Okay."
Jiu Zhao didn't know what he was talking about and was about to question his perfunctory attitude.
Suddenly my vision was spinning and I was carried on the shoulders by a pair of strong arms.
“——??!!”
Back facing up, face facing down.
Jiu Zhao lay on Fu Xu's shoulders and was carried out of the pavilion by him.
In her peripheral vision, she caught a glimpse of the maids' skirts and the shocked and stammering greetings, and her rosy face quickly turned red with blood.
"Fuxu, what are you doing? Hurry and put me down!"
The young man who had been bullied for a long time did not want to miss this opportunity to fight back.
He took each step with a steady, calm demeanor, ignoring the stunned glances around him. He calmly told Jiu Zhao, "Your Highness has rested enough after sitting in the pavilion and chatting with Princess Yingluo Zongji for quite some time. Today's training sessions cannot be delayed. I will take Your Highness to the martial arts arena now."
Jiu Zhao was furious and punched him on the back several times with his fists: "I have legs and can walk on my own!"
"Your Highness, please save your energy. You might even need help walking later."
…
It seemed that they were the first to see the crimson jade and yellow jade, and they hurried to inform the other guarding immortal officials.
Fuxu carried Jiuzhao for a while, and no irrelevant people came to disturb them afterwards.
He brought Jiuzhao to the martial arts training ground located southwest of Lihentian, which had not been used since its construction.
The huge training ground was open and still, with different weapons displayed in sequence on a row of racks on the right.
A light green barrier rises, blocking out prying eyes from the outside world.
He let go of his hand and put Jiu Zhao, who had been scolding and beating him all the way, on the ground. His fingertips moved down her dress, deliberately avoiding sensitive parts.
Jiu Zhao's cheeks were like ripe tomatoes. The moment her feet touched the ground, her eyes immediately turned away and no longer looked at Fu Xu.
"Your Highness, you've successfully navigated the inner demon realm many times this month. I believe that as long as you remember the few tips I explained in class, you'll be able to complete the heart test portion of the Immortal Rank exam within the stipulated time limit. Next, the most important part is the second assessment, the struggle for your body—"
Back to business, Jiu Zhao calmed down a little, but was still in an awkward state. However, Fu Xu seamlessly switched to the identity of a teacher.
“There are no specific lessons today, let’s start with physical training.
"When I give the order, Your Highness may attack me in any way you like. If you hit me, you will receive one point."
Jiu Zhao scoffed at Fu Xu's arrangement. "Everyone in the Three Pure Ones possesses immortal powers. What's the point of practicing these kinds of martial arts? Do you think that when the exam comes, if I say that immortal arts are forbidden, they will all obey my orders and compete with me in a fair fight?"
"It seems that Your Highness does not understand the rules of the Celestial Immortal Examination well enough."
Fuxu's eyes were calm and composed as he explained to her dutifully, "Reaching the summit of the sacred Fusang tree before all the other candidates is the most obvious rule of the physical examination. In reality, the sacred Fusang tree has many restrictions. Candidates are not allowed to fly directly into the air, or use immortal arts to teleport, and there are various obstacles between the branches. Just climbing up consumes a lot of immortal energy.
“Even if the candidates don’t fight each other, many will lose too much energy trying to overcome the traps and won’t be able to reach the summit.
"Yes, conserving immortal energy and defeating the opponent with close combat is also a very important lesson."
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