Reborn as a tree, the peerless god is obsessed

Deep in the heavenly palace, there is a palace shrouded in clouds and mist, named Qimeng Palace.

This is the residence of Luo Yaner, the sixth princess of the Heavenly Palace. It is usually filled with laughter and joy, but in the past two or three months, it has been shrouded in an indescribable haze.

Luo Yaner is either in anxiety or on the way to anxiety.

Ever since Xueyao appeared in the Heavenly Palace, Luo Yaner has been in deep fear.

Later, Luo Yan'er's mother, Minxia, was punished with thunder for violating the heavenly rules, and then suffered death from sorrow. This was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Whenever night fell, she would sit alone in front of the window of Qimeng Palace, staring at the starry sky in a daze, her heart filled with uncertainty about the future and regret for the past.

Or walking around the house, what should I do?

I thought of one solution after another. "How about denying it to the death? Or pretending not to know Xueyao?"

Then he rejected it directly, "Oh, no, no."

She suffered like this day by day.

Originally, after Minxia was tortured, she thought it would be her turn soon. But she waited day after day, and Xueyao didn't come to find her.

She really wanted to tell herself that Xueyao had forgotten about that incident. Or, Xueyao didn't care about it.

But she knew very well that it was impossible. Human life was at stake, so how could Xueyao let her go?

If she encountered such a thing, she would definitely pay it back tenfold or a hundredfold.

Yes, ten times or a hundred times.

Just thinking about it made her break out in a cold sweat.

If waiting is a kind of torture, then the feeling of waiting to die can really drive people crazy.

That night, Luo Yan'er lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The image of Xue Yao kept replaying in her mind. The woman she had pushed off the Jingxiantai, the woman she thought had disappeared into the dust, actually appeared in front of her again.

Luo Yan'er's heart was filled with fear and anxiety. She didn't know how Xue Yao would retaliate against her.

Late at night, Luo Yan'er finally fell into a deep sleep out of exhaustion. But soon, her dreams were disturbed by nightmares.

In the dream, Xue Yao was like the goddess of vengeance returning from hell, holding the Bingpo Sword, with a cold light flashing in her eyes, approaching her step by step.

Luo Yan'er wanted to escape, but found that her feet were fixed to the ground and she couldn't move at all.

"Luo Yan'er, you can't escape." Xue Yao's voice echoed in the dream, like the cold wind in winter, biting and cold.

Luo Yan'er opened her eyes wide in horror. She saw that the tip of Xue Yao's sword was against her throat. The slight chill made her skin covered with goose bumps.

She wanted to call for help, but found that her voice was swallowed by fear and she could only make a weak whimper.

"Do you think you can escape God's punishment?" Xue Yao's voice sounded again. The tip of her sword moved slightly. Luo Yan'er felt a slight pain, and a warm liquid flowed down her throat.

Luo Yan'er suddenly woke up from her dream, her forehead covered with cold sweat and her heart beating like a drum.

She gasped for breath, trying to recover from the aftermath of the nightmare.

Looking around, Qimeng Palace was still quiet, with only the moonlight outside the window shining through the gauze curtains and onto her bed.

Luo Yaner hugged her knees tightly, her body trembling slightly. She knew that this nightmare was not just a dream, it might be a sign that Xue Yao's revenge was coming.

She stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the starry sky. Oh my God, what could she do to stop all this from happening?

She couldn't just sit there and wait for death, she had to find a way to protect herself and her future.

A hint of determination flashed in Luo Yan'er's eyes, and she decided to go find her brother, Luo Feng, the prince of the Heavenly Palace.

Although Luo Feng and Luo Yan'er are half-sisters, they grew up together and Luo Feng treats her well.

She believed that Luo Feng would definitely find a way to help her through this difficult time.

The next day, Luo Yan'er found Luo Feng in the garden of the East Palace. Luo Feng was sitting in the pavilion in the garden, holding a scroll in his hand, his brow furrowed, as if he was thinking about something important.

"Brother." Luo Yan'er called softly.

Luo Feng raised his head and saw Luo Yan'er's pale face. He immediately put down the scroll in his hand and asked with concern: "Yan'er, what's wrong with you? You look so bad."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Luo Yan'er's eyes, but she soon plucked up the courage and told Luo Feng about her nightmare and her fear of Xue Yao.

Luo Feng's brows furrowed even tighter. He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Yan'er, don't worry. I will take care of Xueyao's affairs."

Luo Feng knew that Xue Yao had sought permission from the Emperor of Heaven to execute Min Xia.

Luo Yan'er didn't tell him that she had killed Xue Yao. He just thought that Luo Yan'er was afraid that Xue Yao would take her anger out on her because of Min Xia's matter.

A glimmer of hope surged in Luo Yan'er's heart. She held Luo Feng's hand tightly, her eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, brother."

Luo Feng gently patted Luo Yan'er's hand, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He knew that this matter was not simple, but he couldn't let his sister get hurt.

Luo Feng stood up, his eyes determined: "Yan'er, go back and rest first, I will find Xueyao and solve all this."

Luo Yan'er nodded and turned to leave. Although she was still filled with anxiety, she felt a little relieved. She believed in Luo Feng and believed that he could protect her.

Luo Feng looked at Luo Yan'er's back, a flicker of determination in his eyes. He had to find Xue Yao as soon as possible to prevent her revenge from affecting Luo Yan'er.

After all, what Minxia did back then had nothing to do with Luo Yaner, so Luo Yaner should be innocent.

Furthermore, he couldn't let his sister get hurt, and he couldn't let the Heavenly Palace fall into chaos.

Even though Luo Feng had promised her, Luo Yan'er still couldn't really let go of her worries. Every night before going to bed, she would have nightmares.

Just when Luo Yan'er was about to be driven crazy by this kind of waiting, Xue Yao finally appeared at the gate of Qimeng Palace. The moment Luo Yan'er saw Xue Yao, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Xue Yao slowly walked into the palace, staring at Luo Yan'er with cold eyes, "Sister Yan'er, long time no see."

The voice was like a sharp blade, as if it wanted to tear Luo Yaner's disguise apart and pierce her heart with several holes.

Luo Yan'er forced herself to remain calm, forcing a smile as she said, "You, you are? Sister Xueyao, is it you?"

Xue Yao sneered, "Sister, don't you recognize me?"

Luo Yaner forced a smile, "Oh, I recognize you. What brings you here today, Sister Xueyao?"

Xue Yao snorted coldly, "Don't pretend to be ignorant. Have you forgotten what happened back then, sister?"

Luo Yan'er was startled and was about to open her mouth to defend herself, but Xue Yao raised her hand to stop her, "Sister, there's no need to deny it so quickly. I didn't come here today to listen to your explanation."

Luo Yan'er looked at Xue Yao in confusion. Xue Yao continued, "My soul was already shattered, but fortunately, God has mercy on me and given me a chance to start over. I just want justice."