Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Mo Yuan's immortal body was buried in the Wuwang Sea in heaven.

When Jiang Ruan heard Zhe Yan say that Si Yin wanted to secretly take Mo Yuan's immortal body away, and was stopped by him, he talked to Si Yin, and Si Yin gave up taking Mo Yuan's immortal body away.

Mo Yuan's funeral was very grand.

All the people from heaven arrived, and Jiang Ruan saw Su Jin in the crowd.

She didn't look well. Standing next to her was Le Xu, who looked calm and peaceful. She was not as dull as she had been in the past few days, and she exuded a maternal glow from her whole body.

After the funeral, Jiang Ruan found Su Jin.

"What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" Jiang Ruan asked.

Su Jin nodded: "I miss my parents."

"My parents are also sleeping in Wuwang Sea."

Jiang Ruan squatted down and said to Su Jin, "If you miss your parents, go see them and talk to them."

Su Jin nodded, then looked at Jiang Ruan angrily: "I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to have become much weaker?"

Jiang Ruan didn't expect to be noticed. He smiled and said, "With such keen observation skills, it's a pity not to be a doctor."

"As a doctor, I can only heal illnesses and save lives. Although it's good, that's not my ambition." Su Jin's eyes were bright but sharp. "I will work hard to cultivate and ascend to the level of a goddess, an immortal, and then a god! I want my name, Su Jin, to resound throughout the world! I want to restore the prestige of my Su Jin clan!"

As she spoke, Su Jin leaned closer to Jiang Ruan and whispered to her, "Empress Le Xu is pregnant with a little brother and is looking forward to him every day. Now she has even less time to take care of me. Every day I practice the magic of the Su Jin clan that my parents left me. Without Empress Le Xu's guidance, I'm making rapid progress."

"Si Ming also secretly gave me a lot of skills that are suitable for me."

"The Star Lord of Destiny?" Jiang Ruan was puzzled.

"Yeah." Su Jin nodded: "It's because of you that you want to help me, so the person behind you also wants to help me, but he won't tell me, and won't let me know who the person behind you is."

"But I can guess."

Jiang Ruan was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked Su Jin, "So what do you think? Do you want to leave Empress Le Xu?"

"No." Su Jin shook her head. "Although Empress Le Xu is a little old-fashioned, she's not mean to me. It's enough that she doesn't stop me from doing what I want. As for my status, which princess in which palace isn't a princess? Even if you have the Emperor's support, others may not dare to criticize you openly. Who knows how harsh the words are behind your back?"

"I want my status to be earned by myself!"

"I want them to respect me as a person, not the person behind me!"

"You have backbone, worthy of being a descendant of the Sujin clan." A clear and pleasant voice came from behind.

Jiang Ruan and Su Jin turned around and saw Donghua standing behind them in purple.

"Greetings to Emperor Donghua." After paying her respects, Su Jin frowned, "Why is the Emperor eavesdropping on us?"

Donghua's expression remained the same: "You spoke loudly to begin with. Even though I didn't want to listen, it reached my ears. How can you call that eavesdropping?"

The little girl was completely different when she saw him today than when she was scared and timid a few days ago.

Jiang Ruan stood up, but suddenly his eyes went dark and he fell down dizzy!

"Aruan?!"

Donghua embraced her and disappeared in front of Su Jin in a flash, and then reappeared in Jiang Ruan's bedroom in Taichen Palace.

Donghua placed the unconscious and frowning Jiang Ruan on the bed, placed his fingers on her wrist, and transferred his cultivation to her.

When Jiang Ruan woke up, her body had returned to normal. Only then did she fully understand how weak Mo Yuan had told her that her body was.

Donghua was still by her side. Seeing the bruise under his eye, Jiang Ruan suddenly felt a little bit reluctant. Although it was small, it was real.

She got out of bed, took the cloak from the shelf, and wanted to put it on Donghua.

Donghua opened his eyes just as the cloak covered his shoulders. Jiang Ruan's hand holding the cloak was wrapped in his warm big hand. The smile on the corner of his lips was shallow but he was really happy. He pulled her to sit on the bed with concern.

"Are you feeling better?" Donghua asked.

Jiang Ruan nodded: "There's nothing wrong with my body."

"The longer it takes, the more nourishment Mo Yuan's remnant soul will need. Your body might weaken and something bad might happen at any moment," Donghua said. "From now on, I'm afraid we'll have to share a room."

Jiang Ruan looked up in surprise: "How come we are in the same room?"

"Don't worry," Donghua looked under the bed. "You sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."

"How can that be? You are Emperor Donghua!"

"So what if I'm the Emperor? I'm just Donghua in front of you. Besides, I wasn't born an Emperor. What kind of hardships have I not endured in the past? What's more, I'm just sleeping on the floor."

As he said that, Donghua really took the quilt and made a bed on the floor under Jiang Ruan's bed.

He lay on the soft bedding, and Jiang Ruan sat on the bed wrapped in the quilt. She couldn't sleep. She felt uncomfortable because she had never been in the same room with a man before.

Jiang Ruan looked at Donghua, who had already closed his eyes. "Emperor, you should return to your bedroom and rest. If I feel unwell, I will notify you immediately."

"Call me Donghua." Donghua closed his eyes and ignored Jiang Ruan's subsequent words with an indifferent expression.

He lay down in his room and never wanted to go out again.

Jiang Ruan: "Donghua, you should go back to your bedroom and rest."

"But Ruan, I'm worried about you." Donghua said in a tired voice, "Besides, I'm so tired that I can't even lift a finger. I'm afraid..."

Before he finished speaking, Donghua's breathing became steady, and he was obviously asleep.

Jiang Ruan: “…”

Jiang Ruan, lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, was a little dumbfounded. Although she had no idea how shameless this old immortal was, it was still so shameless that it refreshed her cognition.

After lying down, Jiang Ruan thought he would not be able to sleep, but unexpectedly he slept until dawn.

In the following years, Donghua would transfer his cultivation to Jiang Ruan every day.

Jiang Ruan also went from being awkward and uncomfortable at the beginning to being able to chat with Donghua before going to bed.

Donghua would tell her about his past, from the first time he opened his eyes and saw the azure sea, the lush greenery and the emerald green spiritual spring, how he fought so hard to protect his birthplace, and how he came to the Water Swamp Academy and worshipped the Father God and Mother God as his teacher.

Jiang Ruan really liked listening to him talk about his past, as if the history of hundreds of thousands of years ago was spread out before her like a scroll, including Donghua's decisiveness in killing and those mysterious ancient gods.

It has been over 300,000 years since Donghua was born. If his story were to be told in detail, it would probably take tens of thousands of years.

Jiang Ruan was reluctant to break this habit every night, but today, after Jiang Ruan washed up and lay down on the bed, Donghua, who was sleeping on the floor, looked a little weak.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Ruan looked at his back worriedly as he was making the bedding.

"Nothing, I might have caught a cold recently and feel a little cold." Donghua's voice was hoarse and he coughed twice while speaking.

Jiang Ruan immediately said: "I'll sleep on the floor."

Donghua refused to agree no matter what and pushed her back onto the bed.

Jiang Ruan lowered his head, feeling conflicted.

Donghua's bedroom had been sealed for a long time. Even if he was allowed to go back now, the bedroom would not be habitable without being cleaned.

When Donghua lay on the floor, his tall figure trying to curl up into a ball, Jiang Ruan finally couldn't help but soften her heart.

Her fine eyelashes trembled, and she hesitated and said tentatively: "I... I can give you half of the bed..."

"But you are not allowed to have any strange thoughts!"

She pursed her lips and looked at Donghua: "There's a pillow in between."

Finally, his years of being boiled like a frog in warm water were not in vain. Donghua sat up and, with a frail face, promised Jiang Ruan earnestly, "Don't worry, Ruan. I will never cross the line."

"Besides, look at how weak I am now. I can't do anything."