Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Jiang Ruan woke up again and found himself lying in an exquisitely carved stone chamber.

The stone chamber is as spacious as a palace, and is equipped with bookshelves, desks, tea sets and ornaments.

Sunlight shines through the hollow carved windows, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

This is neither Taichen Palace nor the Ten-Mile Peach Forest.

She breathed a sigh of relief and just as she was about to sit up, she found someone guarding the bed.

Donghua, dressed in purple, sat beside the bed, his head supported by his slender hands, his eyes closed, his handsome face full of peace and tranquility.

He just stayed by her side quietly.

Jiang Ruan noticed Donghua's hand on his leg. The hand was wrapped in white gauze, and the red color showed through the gauze, making it look particularly hideous and terrifying.

She was distracted for a moment, then she remembered that when she would rather end her life with a hairpin than accept her fate, Donghua suddenly appeared and protected her neck with his hands, while he himself was stabbed by the hairpin in her hand.

She raised her hand and touched her neck, feeling a piece of soft gauze. The place that was previously injured by the hairpin had been bandaged.

Jiang Ruan couldn't describe the feeling in his heart, he just felt extremely complicated.

The grace of saving her life is greater than heaven, but if she is asked to marry someone she doesn't like, she would rather give her life back to him.

But Donghua... was gentle and stubborn to the extreme.

She felt like she had punched soft cotton. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from the layers of spider webs.

Donghua's fine eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. His indifferent eyes turned warm when they fell on Jiang Ruan.

He lowered his hand that was supporting his head and asked caringly, "Are you feeling any worse?"

Jiang Ruan lowered her eyes and didn't want to talk to him.

Donghua asked again, "What would you like to eat? I'll go and order..."

Thinking that there were no immortal servants or maidens here, Donghua changed his words: "I'll go get someone to do it."

Although outsiders were forced to eat Donghua's cooking due to his authority and would praise the deliciousness after eating, he knew in his heart that if Jiang Ruan really ate the food he cooked, he would probably have to urgently call the King of Medicine to save his life.

"I don't want to be here." Jiang Ruan said.

Donghua said good-temperedly, "But you haven't seen this place yet."

He stood up and looked towards the stone gate, his cold eyes tinged with a certain nostalgia: "Why not go out and take a look first."

Jiang Ruan was depressed and lay down directly, covering his head with the quilt, protesting silently.

After a long time, she didn't hear any sound, so she secretly lifted the quilt a little to observe the situation in the stone chamber. After discovering that Donghua was not there, she sat up.

She was not wearing any jewelry now, perhaps because they were afraid that she would hurt herself again, and there were no sharp objects in the stone chamber.

Jiang Ruan walked around the stone chamber and found it very quiet.

Apart from the occasional bird song, there was no other sound.

She walked out of the stone chamber and saw that the world outside was vast. In the distance, there were large patches of blooming lotus flowers on the calm lake. Further away, the green mountains rolled up and down, wrapping the entire lake.

The sun was warm, and the area around the stone chamber was filled with rare and exotic plants, as well as many beautiful flowers whose names Jiang Ruan didn't know.

However, these are not the most beautiful ones. The most eye-catching one is a huge bellflower tree by the lake.

The beauty was leaning against a bellflower tree on the shore, so big that even ten people couldn't hold her together. The branches hanging down, covered with purple flowers, were like layers of curtains, making people feel like they were walking in a curtain of flowers.

Jiang Ruan's soft white fingertips gently brushed the bellflower in front of her, and she felt the branches brushing against her cheeks. She was curious about where this place was.

She also wondered if she could escape Donghua's shackles if she could climb over the high mountains ahead.

Standing outside the bellflower tree, Donghua felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped as he looked at Jiang Ruan's slender back.

The former ruler of heaven and earth, the most noble god in the world, now has his joys and sorrows controlled by a mortal woman. However, this woman's heart is colder and harder than stone, as if all the tenderness in her heart has been given to the mortal man named Cen Sheng, and she can no longer give him a single bit.

Her heart made Donghua's stone heart, which wanted to warm her heart, feel cold and painful.

When Donghua met Jiang Ruan for the first time, he was attracted to her.

But at that time, he didn't have to bring Jiang Ruan back to the Heavenly Palace to express his feelings to her. He had to bring Jiang Ruan back to the Heavenly Palace to save her life.

When Donghua first met Jiang Ruan, he was caught off guard by his instant attraction to her. Then he calmed down and deduced Jiang Ruan's fate.

It is discovered that Jiang Ruan went to Jian'an to join her fiancé, and she will die from a cup of poison in a year.

Although Donghua has been idle all day as the Emperor, the Wing Clan is now unstable and is about to go to war with the Heavenly Palace. If he returns to the Heavenly Palace, Jiang Ruan may be lying in the coffin when he finds her again.

In order to save Jiang Ruan's life, Donghua brought her back to the Heavenly Palace and asked Zheyan for the marrow cleansing pill.

Donghua was afraid that as a mortal in the Heavenly Palace, she would be looked down upon by the immortals and gods, and would live in Taichen Palace without any name or status. The fairies would look down on her in secret, even if they didn't say it openly. So Donghua gave her the status of empress and let her live in Taichen Palace as his fiancée. From then on, the entire Heavenly Palace treated her with respect.

As for Mr. Cen...

Donghua had indeed read Cen Sheng's fate book, and he was not lying when he told Jiang Ruan that Cen Sheng Wuyou could live to be ninety.

On the way back to Jian'an to report on his work, Cen Sheng learned that Jiang Ruan had been taken away by him. As long as Jiang Ruan did not go to see Cen Sheng, he would not worry about Jiang Ruan's safety. He was truly happy that she could embark on the path of immortality and live to the age of ninety without worries.

What Donghua didn't expect was that Jiang Ruan risked his life to escape from the Heavenly Palace and was rescued by Zheyan.

Zheyan accompanied her to end her worldly relationship with Cen Sheng. Although Jiang Ruan let it go, Cen Sheng had to live in guilt and pain every day when she saw her again.

Donghua originally wanted to take it slow. He was not in a hurry to get into Jiang Ruan's heart, nor was he in a hurry to marry Jiang Ruan. He just wanted to slowly warm her heart after giving her a status.

He would also find a suitable opportunity to tell her about Cen Sheng's affairs and her original tragic fate.

But because of Zheyan's interference, Cen Sheng became a heartless man in Jiang Ruan's heart. Jiang Ruan was heartbroken and would probably avoid love from then on. Everything he had done before was a sign of his paranoia, and he would be avoided by Jiang Ruan even more in the future.

In addition, Jiang Ruan no longer had any thoughts about Cen Sheng, her parents were both dead, and she was the only one left in the world, which made Jiang Ruan even less concerned about her own life.

Jiang Ruan has a strong personality to begin with, and now that he is no longer tied down, if he is forced to stay... things might become irreversible.

Not only is the war between the Celestial Clan and the Wing Clan imminent, but Zheyan is also in love with Jiang Ruan... Even if Zheyan has just not caught up with her for the time being, one can imagine the difficult situation that will arise in the future.

Thinking of this, Donghua clenched his hands in his sleeves. The wound on the back of his hand, which was almost pierced by the phoenix feather hairpin, split open, but he seemed to feel no pain. He just looked at the graceful figure among the layers of purple bellflowers hanging in front of him.