Chapter 48 Chapter 48 "Your Highness, I am here."
The careless Shen Ji forgot to bring her husband with her when she went on a trip.
Wang Fu waited for a long time for his meal but he did not come. He learned the situation from his personal fairy servant.
In Jiangyu's view, these are all trivial matters.
Three or five days later, she suddenly remembered this and told Jiu Zhao, "Your Highness, didn't you tell the Supreme God Fuxu about your trip to the West Sea? A few days ago, at lunch, the Supreme God waited for a long time but didn't see you, and even asked me about it."
"Hey, he was in seclusion at that time, I forgot——"
Jiu Zhao slapped his head.
Oh no, my habit of doing things without considering the consequences has come back again.
"But don't worry, the God was just asking a few questions casually and is not angry."
Noticing the hint of regret on Jiuzhao's face, Jiangyu immediately comforted him softly.
Jiu Zhao said sternly, "Next time if I forget, you must remind me."
There were many instances in the past where her master disappeared without a word, causing chaos in Lihentian. Jiangyu didn't expect that she would care so much about this mistake and forget to talk to Fuxu about it in advance. Although she didn't understand, when she saw Jiuzhao's expression, she nodded solemnly in agreement.
After Jiangyu left, Jiuzhao paced around the room.
She hadn't even told Zhu Ying about preparing a birthday gift for Fuxu. Jiangyu was known for her quick tongue, so if she knew nothing, she wouldn't be suspected of leaking anything. However, she and Fuxu had often clashed over Yingluo, and now that they had finally reconciled, she felt it was time to explain.
Jiu Zhao waited patiently for a few more days until Fu Xu came out of seclusion.
They sat together and had dinner.
Jiu Zhao explained to him half the reason, "I didn't mean to hide my intention to go to the West Sea. I was in such a hurry that day that I forgot. But it's nothing important. I just wanted to ask Yingluo about what happened after I passed out."
"Have you figured it out now?"
Just as Jiangyu said, Fuxu did not have any special reaction when he heard Yingluo's name coming out of her mouth.
His tone remained normal, even revealing a hint of understanding and gentleness.
It seems that he is really not angry.
Jiu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded: "I've asked everything clearly."
She paused, a bit embarrassed, wanting to tell Fuxu that she had wronged Yingluo in the past, and now they had reconciled and become friends again. The young man sitting opposite her ignored her unsatisfied expression and smiled, "That's good."
Fuxu put down his bowl and chopsticks, divine light gathered in his palm, and finally turned into an exquisite brocade box.
Across the wide, round table, he pushed the brocade box toward Jiuzhao's hand. "I'm about to reach the divine realm. I'll be in seclusion for a few days, so I might not be able to attend Princess Yingluozong's birthday banquet. This is the gift I prepared. I'd beg you to give it to me when you arrive."
Jiu Zhao opened the brocade box and saw that it was an exquisite jade disk containing water-based magical power.
This gift is not bad, but it is also ordinary.
After all, the most common gifts that fairies with status and position, especially female fairies, receive on their birthdays are jade pendants and jewelry.
She slid her hand over hers, tucked the brocade box into her storage ring, and continued chatting. "It's strange, really. The immortals usually have a small birthday party for every five thousand years old, and a large one for every ten thousand years old. Ying Luo is neither five thousand years old nor ten thousand years old, so I don't know what this party is called."
"Didn't Princess Yingluo Zongji mention this when you went to the West Sea?"
In contrast to Jiuzhao's curiosity, Fuxu's questioning seemed like an excuse to make conversation. Even without stating it, she sensed his indifference. Perhaps he was too exhausted from exploring the divine realm to care about anything else.
What's more, Yingluo is just an outsider after all.
Jiu Zhao hesitated a little: "No one mentioned it, maybe it was to celebrate her promotion to a celestial being."
"I think so."
Fuxu ended the conversation about Yingluo with a few brief words.
After he pushed the gift over, he stopped eating and took the handkerchief handed to him by the maid to wipe his fingers.
This obvious sign of getting up and leaving caused Jiu Zhao to immediately speak out to stop him: "Wait——"
Without changing his wiping motion, Fuxu slowly raised his eyes: "Anything else?"
"When I get back from the banquet, I want to release the bird of paradise on the porch back to the northern border. Can you spare some time to accompany me?"
Releasing the bird of paradise is just an introduction.
Now that the shark silk had been obtained, the soft armor that would be worn next to the skin would be completed in no time. Jiu Zhao wanted to pick a time and place where they were alone, give her the carefully prepared gift, and catch up on all the things he hadn't had time to say recently.
She looked at Fuxu eagerly, and the arrogance of the goddess disappeared.
Like a furry puppy, with an invisible tail wagging enthusiastically behind it.
So pitiful and cute.
……pity.
The more attached and sweet the other person appeared, the more pain Fuxu felt in his heart.
He stared at Jiu Zhao for a moment, his gaze seemingly looking through her, into the vast unknown. Then he softly explained the reason to her, "I'm sorry, I can't promise you right now. No one can predict when the divine realm exploration will end."
Before he finished speaking, disappointment had already engulfed Jiu Zhao.
She had defended Fuxu several times before, but now she found it difficult to continue to defend herself.
It was not like she had never seen couples deeply in love before. They went in and out together all day long, and they would even stick together when taking a shower or going to the toilet.
How come Fu Xu officially confirmed their relationship with her, but he still looked like he had no desires or demands?
They don't look like a loving couple, and there are some obvious differences between them and before the Immortal Level Examination.
never mind.
When you love someone, you must always tolerate each other.
We will be together for thousands of years from now, so it is impossible for us to be passionate and sweet all the time.
In the end, Jiu Zhao convinced himself with the word "love".
"No matter what, I have to make it before your birthday. I have something important to tell you!"
She looked at Fuxu half pleadingly and half forcingly.
As if infected by her emotions, Fuxu finally nodded.
…
The flower buds in the back garden of Changxi Palace bloomed and withered, and in the long life of an immortal, they passed by in just a few blinks of an eye.
Fuxu was still busy in seclusion, and he and Jiuzhao were seen less and less.
And Yingluo's lively birthday party arrived as scheduled.
When Jiu Zhao finished dressing up and arrived at the West Sea, the Palace of the God King was already full of guests.
The Supreme God, the Three God Kings, the Heavenly Immortals, the Golden Immortals, and several Earthly Immortals who had interactions with Ying Luo... Most of the famous gods in the Three Pure Heavens had come, and dozens of attendants in charge of moving the gifts into the warehouse were walking back and forth in the corridor, and the team looked like a long dragon.
The chariots are parked like clouds, and the jade banquets are lined up in front.
They talked and laughed happily when they interacted with each other.
It is indeed unprecedentedly grand.
The fact that the Western God King chose the God King Palace as the venue for the banquet, rather than Yingluo's Princess Residence, is enough to show how much he values her.
Jiu Zhao got off Yunhua's celestial chariot, and the magnificent procession of goddesses immediately followed behind him.
She came here not only as a distinguished guest at the banquet, but also to take on the responsibility of performing the "hairpin scale ceremony".
Yingluo is a mermaid.
The "Scale Hairpin Ceremony" is a unique ritual for unmarried people, performed to bless them. As the name suggests, scales shed in the previous year are fashioned into long hairpins, which are then inserted into the hair of the person on their birthday to signify good fortune.
If there is no birthday party, the person who wears the hairpin is usually the parents or elders.
If you hold a birthday party, you need to invite the person with the highest status at the table.
Jiu Zhao, who represents the God Emperor, is the undisputed most respected person. The last time Ying Luo came to the West Sea, she had sincerely requested her.
With the sound of majestic ritual music, the banquet officially began.
The guests were seated according to their order of attendance, while Yingluo knelt upright on the raised cold jade platform in front of the hall, with a gorgeous mirror frame in front of her.
Her gaze was still and fixed, staring at her own gentle female face in the bronze mirror without blinking.
The praisers from all directions immediately sang the ancient hymns of the mermaids.
Jiu Zhao slowly stepped onto the Hanyu Terrace amidst the singing that sounded like the roar of the sea tide.
Then he took a long hairpin of strange style from the hand of a maid who was wearing a light gauze robe.
The hairpin is in gradient sea blue, and the part from the hairpin body to the tail is carved with the dual-sex Yufeng, the ancestor of the mermaid clan.
Jiu Zhao held the hairpin with a shark tail wrapped around it between his fingers. The edges of the layers of scales were sharp and every detail was visible.
With the cover of her wide sleeves, she carefully avoided the part that would cut her hands, and complained in her heart out of boredom: These scales are as thin and hard as knives. They are not suitable to be worn as jewelry in the hair. They are more suitable to be used as weapons to hurt people.
"Your Highness, please."
But the maid brought her back to her senses.
Then, as the singing became increasingly ethereal and lofty, Jiu Zhao stood behind Ying Luo, slowly raised his hand, and inserted the long hairpin diagonally into her bun.
Two breaths later, a clear and loud voice burst out from the maid's mouth: "The ceremony is over!"
The guests immediately began to clap and celebrate.
But Jiu Zhao couldn't leave yet.
While looking at Yingluo's face reflected in the mirror, she recited a long New Year's blessing to her.
Use one heart in two halves.
Jiu Zhao's lips opened and closed mechanically, but his eyes were darting around.
Only then did she notice that Yingluo's outfit was also strange.
In the past, although she did not like to be graceful and charming, she also dressed in accordance with the etiquette of a princess of the royal family.
Today, she wore a long, loose dress without a belt, and had no decorations at all, except for her face, which was painted with tiny, shimmering scales.
The fabric hides the curves of a woman, and at first glance, he looks like a handsome man with a feminine appearance.
Is this the current popular style in Xihai?
It's not like she hasn't attended the merman fairy tribe's birthday banquet before, but it seems no one dressed like this...
Jiu Zhao was just wondering when the long hairpin inserted in Ying Luo's hair suddenly lit up with a fairy light.
The fairy light gradually spread, occupying the scene in front of Jiuzhao and completely engulfing Yingluo's body.
In the clear round mirror, only a deep blue remains.
What is this song about?
Enveloped by the overly dazzling light, Jiu Zhao subconsciously raised his left hand to cover his eyes.
She didn't know how long it had passed before she suddenly heard a cry of surprise from the guests below the stage: "Princess Yingluo Zong--"
A strange feeling vibrated all five senses.
Countless tiny particles suddenly appeared on the skin at the back of the neck.
Jiu Zhao wiped away the hot tears that had accumulated at the corners of his eyes with his bare hands, and looked towards the light source with wide eyes.
The curve recedes.
Taller in stature.
The soft face is still delicate, but the change in outline has added a bit of unprecedented heroic spirit.
"Ying, Yingluo..."
Jiu Zhao completely stuttered.
A response from an adult man reached her ears in the form of a secret voice: "Your Highness, I am here."
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