"Let's release river lanterns." Su Chen's eyes lit up, and she picked up the river lantern in her hand and put it into the river.
Bai Chan's topic was indeed changed by her, and she pointed at the river lanterns floating in the sky and shouted, "Su Chen! You haven't written a wish on the river lanterns yet!"
"Oh right, look at my brain. Hahaha..." Su Chen slapped her forehead in embarrassment.
He thought to himself: These river lanterns were originally written by mortals for immortals, praying that their wishes could reach the celestial realm and then be fulfilled by the powerful figures there.
These wishes include prayers for peace, expressions of grief, and requests for fulfillment... but all of these arise from the joys and sorrows of life. Suffering is the pain of meeting loved ones, the pain of separation, and the pain of unfulfilled desires. Joy is nothing more than the wedding night, passing the imperial examination, or meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
In the celestial realm, the joys and sorrows of human life are imperceptible. There is no suffering, no joy, no desire, and no wants. All immortals are developing towards one goal: to become a god, a cold god devoid of suffering and desire.
In this world, Su Chen is also a member of the immortal realm, and Bai Chan was born that way as well. Given this, what could they possibly desire? And why would there be words with hidden meanings written on the river lanterns?
As Su Chen watched the river lanterns drift away with the stream, her nose suddenly stung, and a tear fell into the water without warning, creating a ripple.
"What's wrong with me? Did I transmigrate into the world of cultivation and turn into Lin Daiyu?" Su Chen laughed self-deprecatingly and wiped her face.
The ripples on the river quickly subsided, and before long, a man's face appeared in the lake's reflection, alongside hers.
Why does this man remind her so much of a villainous big boss?
Su Chen rubbed her eyes. Could it be that she was hallucinating again?
Even after rubbing her eyes, the face was still there. Only then did Su Chen realize what was happening, and she jumped up, yelling, "Agh! A ghost!"
"A ghost! Bai Chan, come save me! I'm being haunted by a ghost!" Su Chen completely forgot that she was a fairy, and at this moment she closed her eyes and frantically tried to grab the "ghost" with both hands.
After only two pounces, Su Chen sensed something was wrong.
Why is this ghost warm? And why is it a solid form? Why isn't Bai Chan saying anything...?
Su Chen cautiously opened her eyes, her mind filled with questions.
What came into view was a rather thick chest, which was, of course, completely covered by a white robe.
Although Su Chen didn't see the whole thing, she knew that the person in front of her was definitely not a ghost!
She looked up at his face, her expression momentarily shifting.
What a perfect face! It was like a marble sculpture, pure and otherworldly, like a celestial being descended from heaven, seemingly detached from the mortal world. No words could adequately describe it.
Her black hair was tied up with a jade crown, and her white clothes danced in the wind, making her face look unrealistically beautiful.
Su Chen was so stunned by his appearance that she couldn't speak for a long time. She opened her mouth and moved her lips for a while before finding her voice, "You are..."
The man smiled knowingly and said, "My name is Jin Yu. May I ask your name, young lady?"
"I...I..." Su Chen wondered why she was stuttering. Why couldn't she control her mouth?
"Oh, Uncle Jin, you came down here too?" Bai Chan ran over and looked around. "Where's my second uncle? Didn't he come down to the mortal realm with you?"
The man patted Bai Chan's head and smiled, "Your second uncle went to watch the sacrificial performance. He'll be here later."
A thunderclap resounded in Su Chen's mind.
A sacrificial ceremony? A performance? Second Uncle?
Then isn't the person standing in front of her Bai Chan's philandering second uncle's friend?
The saying goes, "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black." Su Chen, clinging to a long-held stereotype, automatically equated Jin Yu with elegance and charm.
But looking into those captivating eyes that resembled those of a villainous boss, Su Chen couldn't bring herself to dislike them.
After all this commotion, Su Chen actually recovered and was no longer speechless like when she first saw Jin Yu, who was a huge fan of good looks. She even smiled at Jin Yu.
Unexpectedly, Jin Yu no longer looked at her with the same loving gaze she had shown Bai Chan.
Jin Yu's expression towards Su Chen at this moment even carried a hint of ambiguity, "The jade that Miss just took out was a jade that is separated from water, wasn't it?"
Su Chen nodded.
Jin Yu's eyes flickered, and she said, "Does the young lady know that this Jade of Separation from Water is also considered a celestial jade, and cannot be shown to mortals casually?"
“But just now, he insisted that I pay for it. This is the only piece of jade I have to offer, so…” Su Chen said that she should act like a lady in front of a handsome man, especially one as handsome as him.
Unexpectedly, Su Chen's words, spoken at this moment when she was a very ladylike person, were interrupted by the man in front of her.
"That won't do either." Jin Yu smiled, but her tone carried a hint of disdain. "It would be best if you didn't do it again, Miss."
As he spoke, he casually tossed something in his hand to Su Chen.
Su Chen quickly took it and saw that it was the jade that she had just given to the merchant.
Su Chen: ? ? ? When I first saw him, he seemed as gentle and refined as an immortal, how come he changed in less than half an incense stick's time?
It's become...so infuriating!
That's just how Su Chen is; the angrier she gets, the more she wants to cause trouble.
Just as Jin Yu turned to leave, Su Chen grabbed his wrist.
Jin Yu was startled and turned to look at her, but was stunned by Su Chen's crescent-moon-like eyes.
Su Chen captivated the fox, her smile both pure and alluring.
She raised her eyebrows and said, "There's a poem that says: 'The brocade feathers call to each other as the evening sands sing.' Your name is Brocade Feather, and my name is Evening Sands. Aren't we a match made in heaven?"
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