Peach Blossom on Shoulder
"Taibai Xingjun, won't teasing Yuexiaxian like this hurt your feelings?"
"Shiba Inu isn't such a stingy god. We've been close friends since we ascended. We often make each other laugh, but our friendship lasts forever."
When talking about their love, Taibai Jinxing stroked his beard proudly and couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, in the blink of an eye, half of my life has passed, and half of my body has stepped into chaos."
The more Yuanli listened, the more outrageous it seemed to her. The more respected and virtuous the old immortals were, the longer they usually lived. Yet, now, they were imitating the melancholy of mortals.
Returning to the furnace, Yuanli continued to control the temperature to refine the elixir. What she had not expected was that the two old naughty boys would move her around and have a lot of fun.
This pot of pills was completely ruined. Yuanli dozed off in the furnace and lost control of the temperature. Anyway, Taibai Jinxing had no time to take care of this pot of waste pills.
While dreaming, Yuanli felt a pair of warm hands holding her, which reminded her of the man who had stolen her consciousness. She subconsciously wanted to rely on him and had no intention of struggling.
Unexpectedly, the man lifted her up in the air and patted her with his hands, like patting a roasted sweet potato in the ashes. She was unhappy and sparks flew out, but her eyes were too sleepy to open.
Perhaps because he saw that she was furious, the man did not slap her anymore, but just held her in his palm.
Her body gradually warmed up, and abundant spiritual energy continued to flow into her, like a hot spring in the mortal world. The warm feeling made her fall asleep quickly.
In her dream, she was walking up the thousand steps of the library, feeling exhausted and thirsty. Beside her, a cloud carriage was slowly following her steps. Sitting on it was Heng Jin, who looked servile and had a cup of tea in his hand to quench his thirst.
"You're walking so slowly, haven't you eaten? Hurry up."
Heng Jin was eager to watch the fun and kept urging her on, which made her upset. She wanted to pull him off the cloud rack and throw him to pieces, but she couldn't control her legs. This was her dream, where was justice!
Yuanli grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Hengjin, you are such an unkind and vicious husband! You have a heart of stone and you won't even give me a ride..."
While accusing, Yuanli seemed to feel that the spiritual power was interrupted for a moment, but it quickly resumed.
But she didn't know that, in fact, she had actually said this sentence in reality, and the following few words also fell into the ears of that person, and her abundant spiritual power was interrupted for a while because of this.
When Yuanli woke up, she was already lying on her couch. There was a faint scent of peach blossoms in the room, which was even more fragrant than the peach tree in Prince Wen's mansion when it was in full bloom.
The half-open carved window lets in rays of warm sunlight. Pink petals are scattered on the wooden table in front of the window, and a branch of peach blossoms is placed in the sky blue vase.
When I pushed open the temple door, I saw Xiaobai sitting on the steps, holding her broom. She looked lonely. He had swept the fallen leaves outside the temple clean, leaving no trace of dust.
"Xingjun, are you awake? Taibai Jinxing and Yuexiaxian have both sent invitations. Also, early this morning, an immortal messenger came to the mansion looking for you. He said he was from the Sixian Pavilion and should still be standing outside."
Yuanli was surprised and asked, "It's already early in the morning?"
"Well, it's almost noon now. Last night, your real body was brought back by a female fairy. She put you on the couch and left. Go ahead and get busy. I'm going to pick the weeds in the lotus pond in the backyard."
Xiaobai handed her the invitation and stood up to leave. There was no smile on his face and he seemed a little disappointed. She didn't ask too much. She would comfort him when he was in a better mood.
After putting away the invitation and opening the door, Xiaozhu was dressed neatly in a plain blue and white robe, much simpler than that day. The silver hairpin in her hair was replaced with a blue headband, and her black hair was like a waterfall.
Yuanli hurriedly welcomed him into the mansion, saying as they walked in, "I'm truly sorry to have made you stand outside for so long. I apologize for being rude. I hope Xiaozhu Fairy Envoy will not be upset."
Xiaozhu shook his head gently to show that he didn't care.
"Xiaozhu Fairy Envoy is here today, but has the matter I asked you to do come to fruition? Who is my Fairy Envoy?"
"From the horizon to the horizon, yet so close before my eyes, I wonder if Lord Broom Star would be willing to accept Xiaozhu as his vassal?"
Yuanli quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no, no, Xiaozhu Fairy Envoy has a bright future in Sixian Pavilion. You can't let her be wronged by me. That would make me feel even worse."
"Lord Broom Star, there's no need to belittle yourself like this. I've already resigned from my position as the Immortal Envoy of the Sixian Pavilion. Even if you don't accept me, I won't go back."
"Why?"
"I am of humble status, unlike the celestial envoys and children at the Sixian Pavilion. Because I was a spirit beast that ascended to the immortal realm through cultivation, they somewhat dislike me and are unwilling to interact with me, lowering their status. Even the immortal gods who work for me rarely talk to me. You are the first celestial god who asked me to do something for you, and since then, I have wanted to work for you."
Xiao Zhu's eyes revealed a lack of confidence as he spoke. Perhaps he was not sure that he would be accepted. Spiritual beasts are so sincere. Once they recognize you inadvertently, they will only recognize you.
"Thank you for not despising me. However, I have a white dragon in my mansion. It's the one you saw this morning. Its name is Xiaobai. If you are not afraid of dragons and don't mind being alone with just the three of us, then you can stay in my mansion."
Hearing this, Xiaozhu looked at her in disbelief, constantly asking her if it was true, and she responded patiently.
Yuanli took him to the backyard. Xiaobai was floating motionless in the lotus pond like a dead snake, his body straight and being swayed forward by the current.
She stood on the shore and called Xiaobai several times, but he didn't respond. A sense of foreboding crept up on her back. Yuanli anxiously conjured up a long bamboo pole and reached into the lotus pond to dig him out.
The little white dragon's head sank into the water, with only half of its horns exposed above the water. Yuanli didn't have time to think and went down to the lotus pond to pick up the dragon's head. Bubbles gurgled on the surface of the water and burst.
Yuanli held his big head in her arms and shook him with all her strength, saying, "Xiaobai, don't die. If you die, I will have no mount. Xiaobai, wake up..."
Xiaobai's body went limp during the shaking, the corners of his mouth slightly opened, and the red letter casually stretched out and tilted to one side, which made Yuanli more anxious, and her eyes slightly red.
Yuanli dragged him to the shore, and her straight body swept across the water, scaring away the fish. Xiaozhu wanted to lend a hand, and just as she squatted down and stretched out her hand, Xiaobai opened her eyes, and her green eyes stared at him vigilantly, spitting out red letters threateningly.
Seeing this, Yuanli angrily let go of the little white dragon's hand speechlessly, and the little white dragon's head slipped and fell into the water with a "splash".
"Rebellious son, I'll just drown you."
Xiaobai quickly went ashore and chased her. Before he could even transform, he was right beside her and said, "Ali, I was just teasing you. Don't be angry with me. I'll make you some grilled fish soup."
It would be better if that bloody mouth didn't open. After comforting her for a long time, Xiaobai finally coaxed her into silence. Xiaozhu then followed the two of them silently.
Before leaving the house, Yuanli took out a key to a side hall and handed it to Xiaozhu, saying, "You will live in the side hall on the left. If you need anything, just let me know. Once you enter this room, don't treat yourself as an outsider. There is no distinction between high and low in my house. Just treat it as your own home."
After saying that, Yuanli said to Xiaobai, "Be friendly and don't scare people." Seeing him nod repeatedly, Yuanli felt at ease to leave the house.
Yuanli went to the Moon Fairy's Mansion first. As soon as she knocked on the door, the fairy opened the door and invited her in. As soon as she stepped over the threshold, she met Heng Jin.
He was sitting under the Bodhi tree of marriage, holding a cup of tea in his hand, with a plate of lotus cakes on the table. He still retained Aci's habit of drinking tea with snacks, appreciating the moon, sun and the seasons.
He used the mountain fog cup specially supplied by Guguan Mountain. It looked like clouds and mist gathered together, with an uneven rim. Each cup was a unique piece and sold for three hundred spirit stones each. Yuanli quickly thought about how many spirit stones would be needed for the tea set on the table.
She just stood there staring at Heng Jin, and he seemed to feel the burning gaze on his face. He tilted his head slightly, and his eyes swept over casually, lingering on her.
Meeting Heng Jin's eyes, Yuanli lowered her head guiltily, not daring to look.
"Ari, come here."
Yuanli looked up in response. The Moon Fairy and Manman on the tree stopped what they were doing and stared at him in surprise.
"Didn't you hear what I said? Do you want me to repeat it again, Yuanli?"
Yuanli hurried over to sit with the two of them. The atmosphere was tense and awkward, with only the sound of wind and birdsong in her ears. Yuanli was a little nervous and unconsciously adjusted the jade pendant on her waist to cover it up.
The Moon Fairy looked like an anxious father whose son was not doing his best. She kept kicking Heng Jin under the table, but all her movements fell into her lowered eyes.
"Xiang Yao, bring me another cup of tea."
"Yes, Emperor."
Hearing Xiang Yao's words, Yuanli turned her head to look at the busy figure. Xiang Yao's transformed figure was tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. The same fairy messenger clothes looked a bit majestic on him, worthy of being born in the residence of a military general.
The familiar-looking immortal who was with Heng Jin that day must be him. Yuanli wanted to see his features clearly, completely unaware that her little thought had been seen by him.
"Xiang Yao, be quick."
Xiang Yao quickly put down the teapot in his hand and came over with the cup of tea, "General Lin Jian!"
Her Prince Wen's Mansion is truly full of hidden talents.
"Star Lord, do you have anything to tell me?" Lin Jian put down the Shanwu Cup and asked with concern. Unlike ordinary people, her tone was so gentle, as if she was an immortal messenger in her palace.
Yuanli shook her head nervously to refuse, and Lin Jian said, "If you need anything, call me again."
"Thank you, Immortal Envoy Xiangyao."
Xiang Yao's brows lit up with joy, but he suppressed his smile and said, "You're welcome, Star Lord." After that, at Heng Jin's light cough, Xiang Yao calmly retreated.
The atmosphere became tense again. Yuanli picked up the Shanwu cup and sipped the tea. It was sweet and refreshing, with a hint of floral fragrance. It tasted good. Yuanli took two more sips and the tea was gone.
Fortunately, as soon as she put down the teacup, Xiang Yao came with a fair cup to refill her tea. Yuanli nodded to thank him, and Xiang Yao also responded with a faint smile.
Yuanli caught a glimpse of the emperor's sleeve accidentally covering the teacup. A crisp sound of the teacup breaking to the ground was heard. Yuanli's heart sank. Three hundred spirit stones, dead.
Xiang Yao quickly put down the fairness cup in his hand to clean up the broken pieces. Heng Jin cast a spell to wipe off the tea stains on his clothes. Two peach blossom petals fell from his loose coat to his feet.
When he looked up at Heng Jin's face again, he saw a hint of pink under the silk gauze on her shoulders.
Is that... peach blossom?
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