Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Zheyan left Kunlun Xu.

Only Jiang Ruan, Siming and some fairies were left in the entire Kunlun Xu.

Siming was always busy. Besides his own official duties, he would speak well of Donghua in front of Jiang Ruan, saying the same things all day long.

Jiang Ruan was so confused by what she heard, but she couldn't guess what Siming would say next, because Siming's vocabulary was as vast as the sea.

Jiang Ruan hides from Siming.

But later, whenever she asked about the war, Sima Ming would sigh and say that the war was not easy and that the Heavenly Palace suffered heavy losses.

On the third day, Sima Ming sat under a tree with a solemn expression, sighing from time to time.

Jiang Ruan walked over and asked him, "Si Ming Xingjun, what's wrong with you?"

Siming looked up at Jiang Ruan and said, "To be honest, Lord Mo Yuan's formation diagram has been stolen. If we can't find a way to turn the tide of the battle, I'm afraid our entire army will be wiped out, and the entire Heavenly Palace will fall into the hands of Lord Yi Qingcang."

Jiang Ruan was startled, and then a feeling of sadness came over him: "The formation diagram was stolen?"

She knew how important the formation diagram was in a war. It could be said that it determined the life and death of the entire army.

"I heard that it was stolen by the princess consort of Li Jing, the second prince of the Wing Clan. She disguised herself as Lord Si Yin and was able to deceive the guardian of the Xuan-Yuan Sword..." Having said that, Siming sighed again.

He looked at the foggy sky in the distance. The sun was about to set.

"Does the Star Lord Siming want to help?" Jiang Ruan thought Siming wanted to go to the battlefield.

"Me?" Siming pointed at himself: "I can't go."

"I am a subordinate of the Emperor. My every word and action will be interpreted as the Emperor's intention. If I appear on the battlefield, people will misunderstand whether the Emperor intends to personally suppress the Winged Clan."

Jiang Ruan was curious: "Since he really doesn't want the Wing Clan to succeed, why doesn't Emperor Donghua take action?"

Siming looked around and saw that no one was around, so he quietly explained to Jiang Ruan, "When the Emperor conquered the four seas and eight wastelands in the past, Qingcang was one of his allies. After the Emperor abdicated, he handed the Celestial Clan to the current Heavenly Emperor for management. As the former co-lord of heaven and earth, it actually doesn't matter to the Emperor who becomes the Heavenly Emperor. Besides... the Emperor just recently dispersed half of his cultivation to create the Miaoyi Abyss to seal the great demon Miaoluo. If he rashly intervenes in the war now, it will probably cause unrest in the four seas and eight wastelands."

Jiang Ruan understood: "By then, it won't just be the Wing Clan that rises up in arms."

"That's right." Siming sighed: "The Emperor is the last insurance. The Emperor does not take action, but only sits in charge. Even if Qingcang wins, he dare not rashly attack the Heavenly Palace."

"With the Emperor here, no tribe in the four seas and eight wastelands dares to act rashly and risk being exterminated."

"The red date and yam porridge in the pot should be ready, why hasn't anyone brought it over?" Siming remembered what he had asked the fairy to do, and worried that Jiang Ruan would be hungry, he stood up and said to Jiang Ruan, "Little fairy, go and urge them to bring it over."

Jiang Ruan didn't want to trouble him: "I'll go."

"No, no, no!" Stopping Jiang Ruan from getting up, Siming once again showed Donghua his favor: "The Emperor has instructed me to take good care of you. You just wait here."

As he said that, Siming hurried towards the kitchen.

Seeing that Siming had forgotten the life book on the table, Jiang Ruan wanted to call him, but found that he had disappeared.

Knowing the importance of the Book of Fate to Siming, Jiang Ruan stood up and wanted to take the Book of Fate to Siming.

As she stood up, a sudden gust of wind blew in the yard, the fallen leaves were blown all over the place, and the book of fate on the table was blown over several pages.

Jiang Ruan was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she wanted to turn her back and not look at the fate that Sima Ming had arranged for mortals, but the name she saw in her stunned glance made her stand still and unable to move.

Cen Sheng.

Cen Sheng's name in the fate book hurt her heart.

You say you've let it go, but how can you let go of the heartache of being betrayed so easily?

Jiang Ruan wanted to see Cen Sheng's life. He wanted to see if he, who had done such a heartless thing, could still be a high-ranking official in his later years and enjoy wealth and glory?

[Cen Sheng—never married, had no wife or children, had disciples all over the world, and died at the age of ninety.]

These few dozen words left Jiang Ruan stunned.

A chill instantly rose from the soles of my feet, chilling my heart and lungs!

She thought she had seen it wrong, so she picked up the book of fate and looked at it again and again. She read the words one by one over and over again in her mouth. In grief and anger, she even spat out a mouthful of blood!

The bright red blood covered Cen Sheng's fate in the book of fate. Jiang Ruan raised his hand to wipe it clean, but the more he wiped, the more it became unclear.

Tears streamed down her face, dripping onto the ground. Jiang Ruan suddenly fell to the ground, her heart so choked that she couldn't breathe!

She held the book of fate tremblingly, and through her tearful eyes she could only see a patch of red, as if that was Cen Sheng's fate.

how come?

Cen Sheng said that the emperor granted him a marriage a year after he left his hometown. He said that he had already married, had children and even grandchildren, but why did the fate book show that he had no wife or children in his life?

What is going on?

What went wrong?

Mr. Cen...why did you lie to her?!

Jiang Ruan couldn't figure it out. She would only know the answer to this question after seeing Cen Sheng!

She wanted to stand up, but her body was as soft as mud. She was having trouble breathing and her whole body was cold...

Siming came back with red dates and yam porridge. When he saw Jiang Ruan holding the fate book spread on the ground with blood on his lips, the porridge in his hand fell to the ground.

The sound of a porcelain bowl breaking was heard as he quickly rushed to Jiang Ruan's side.

"Miss Jiang!" Siming cursed himself inwardly. He didn't take back the Book of Life before leaving, and let Jiang Ruan see it!

"Miss Jiang, please listen to me..." He wanted to explain to Jiang Ruan anxiously, but he saw that Jiang Ruan was holding the book of life tightly in her hand, and was so sad that she could not hear anything.

Sima Ming hurriedly sent a message to Donghua.

Someone fed Jiang Ruan a pill while she was in a trance. When she came to her senses, she saw Donghua squatting in front of her with long snow-white hair like a waterfall and a worried look on his face.

Siming, who was standing next to Donghua, looked even more anxious.

"How...what's going on? Why..."

Jiang Ruan trembled as she showed the fate book in her hand to Donghua. After seeing her blood all over it, she grabbed Donghua as if it were a lifeline: "I want to see Mr. Cen..."

"Let Siming take me to see Cen Sheng!"

"Please... I want to see Mr. Cen..."

She spoke every word forcefully, as if she was afraid Donghua couldn't hear clearly.

One day in heaven is one year on earth.

She was so scared that Cen Sheng was no longer alive...all she would see then would be a cold tombstone.

At this moment, she felt as if her life had collapsed, and all she could see was darkness.

Donghua lowered his eyes and promised her softly, "Don't be afraid. Cen Sheng is still alive. I'll let Siming take you there."

He knew why Jiang Ruan didn't let him take her with her. It was because even though she was sad and in pain, and her heart was in a mess, she still clearly remembered that Tiangong was at war with the Winged Clan and needed him to stay in Tiangong.

He felt sorry for Jiang Ruan's understanding.

I also feel sorry for her shock and pain when she saw the fate book.

He also knew that he could no longer force Jiang Ruan to see Cen Sheng in person, regardless of her wishes, which would only make her suffer and increase her anxiety about disrupting the war.