Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

"Before you came, you said you only wanted to look at the stars and nothing else."

In the end, Jiang Ruan did not accept the hairpin.

She was surprisingly stubborn and resolute, and even rejected Donghua's open feelings without mercy.

She said she wanted to go back eventually.

Before she turned around and left, the beautiful face that had finally smiled was stained with sadness again. This was all because she took out the crystal hairpin.

Standing there, watching the slender green figure gradually moving away, Donghua couldn't describe the feeling in his heart, but it was definitely uncomfortable. He had never felt so uncomfortable before.

All the gods and immortals in the world always say that he is cold-hearted and an absolutely cruel god.

But today, he felt like a heart of stone was being squeezed, feeling stuffy and sore. The feeling was indescribable and complicated. He realized that it was not only difficult for the immortals and gods to enter his heart, but it was even more difficult for him to enter Jiang Ruan's heart.

Donghua's nature is domineering and strong.

But he also has great strategies. The immortals only think that Emperor Donghua has a high level of cultivation and never compromises himself, but they don't know that his endurance is beyond the reach of the immortals.

In the past, when force could solve a problem, he would just take action without saying a word. However, if he encountered something that force could not solve, or he was unwilling to use force to solve it, his great patience and strategy would turn into a spider web to surround and devour the prey bit by bit.

God and demon are one and the same. One thought can make you a god, and one thought can make you a demon.

If he couldn't bear it, how could he suppress the evil energy in his body for hundreds of thousands of years?

Fortunately, these gods who were born in the ancient times, in addition to their powerful cultivation strength, their long experience has given them the courage to remain calm in any situation.

He stepped forward and inserted the hairpin in his hand into Jiang Ruan's black hair. When she looked at him in surprise, he admired her and said, "It looks good. This hairpin really suits you."

In this world, there is no hairpin that suits Jiang Ruan better than this one.

Startled by his aggressive behavior, Jiang Ruan reacted and was about to pull the hairpin off her head, but Donghua said, "This hairpin is a token of love that I need to make for you before our wedding. It's part of the wedding process. If you don't like it, just put it in the box and forget about it."

She heard the desolation in his tone.

The woman's hand that was touching the hairpin in her hair paused, and it was this pause that gave Donghua hope. Her cold and beautiful face, as cold as ice, showed an expression of indescribable hurt. Donghua turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared in front of Jiang Ruan.

Jiang Ruan pulled the hairpin out of her hair and stared at the hairpin in her hand, which was even more delicate than before, and the purple crystal that shone in the night as brightly as the stars.

"Young lady." A fairy came forward and said to Jiang Ruan, "The Emperor ordered me to lead the way."

"Thank you." Holding the hairpin in her hand, Jiang Ruan followed the fairy leading the way and left.

After she left, Donghua appeared, and his indifferent eyes, which used to look down on everything, stared at her quietly.

Showing weakness works.

But it's not of much use.

……

Kunlun is empty.

"Ayin!" Xuannv, dressed in green and with a pretty face, ran in front of Siyin, her eyes and eyebrows full of the shyness of a girl.

Putting down the pen he was using to copy the scriptures, Si Yin, dressed in white and as pretty as a girl, looked towards Xuan Nu: "What's wrong?"

Xuan Nu came closer to him and asked curiously, "I heard from my senior brothers that Emperor Donghua is getting married?"

Xuannv is the half-sister of Si Yin's eldest brother's wife. This time, she was forced by her mother to marry the young master of the Black Bear Clan. Si Yin's fourth brother sent her to Kunlun Xu to hide with a letter from home. Because she did not see through Si Yin's true identity, she just regarded him as a wild fox adopted by Zheyan in the Ten-Mile Peach Forest.

Although he got along peacefully with all the disciples in Kunlun Xu, his best relationship was with Si Yin. When he heard that the Emperor of China was going to marry a mortal woman as his empress, the first thing he thought of was to ask Si Yin.

"Yeah." Si Yin nodded. He felt a headache just looking at the scriptures on the table. Xuan Nu's chat was just right for him. "It's just that it's still a long time before the wedding. Master will be attending the engagement ceremony in a while. After that, there are a series of tedious matters such as offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, and finally the wedding."

"Wow..." Xuannv clasped her hands together, "Ayin, how beautiful must a mortal woman be to be accepted as empress by Emperor Donghua?"

She thought Qianqian's face was pretty enough, so she begged Qianqian to give her her face. She didn't expect that there was another face in the world that could make Emperor Donghua fall in love at first sight.

Still a mortal woman.

Si Yin thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, but I think...love is all about first impressions. It's fate at first sight, and it's related to appearance, but it's not entirely due to appearance."

"But I'm still very curious," Xuannv propped her face up with her hands, sighing sadly, "Everyone's fate is truly different. I came from a poor background, but my fate is definitely better than that of an ordinary woman. Yet, my mother forced me to marry a black bear demon, while an ordinary woman was favored by Emperor Donghua, who personally took her in as his empress, making her the most noble woman in the world."

"Ayin, I also want to marry a noble god like that mortal woman and have a noble status, so that I won't be looked down upon and tortured anymore."

Si Yin knew Xuan Nu came from a poor family and that she wanted to escape the predicament she was in. However, he disagreed: "Xuan Nu, don't think like that. Using marriage to change your fate is the lowest way. The right path is to practice hard and rely on yourself."

Xuan Nu: "Then why are you so playful all day long instead of practicing properly?"

Si Yin: “…”

Can he say that his real identity is the youngest daughter of the Fox Emperor of Qingqiu, the future Queen of Qingqiu, Bai Qian, and that her origin is a destination that many immortals cannot reach in their entire lives?

he can not.

Si Yin scratched her hair and said awkwardly, "I'm... quite free, there's no need to struggle..."

"Xuan Nu, aren't you curious about the mortal woman that Emperor Donghua is going to marry? In a few days, Master will be attending a banquet in heaven. I will go with him and help you see how beautiful that mortal woman is."

Not being distracted by what she was thinking, Xuan Nu still smiled sweetly and said, "Okay."

The banquet in the Heavenly Palace was extremely luxurious.

Si Yin, who came to the Heavenly Palace with Mo Yuan, ate some fairy fruit at the banquet, put down the wine glass filled with fine wine in his hand, told his master Mo Yuan that he was going to sober up, and then left the Zichen Palace.

"Thirteenth Heaven..."

It was Si Yin’s first time in the Heavenly Palace. He didn’t know the way and asked as he walked, and finally arrived at the Taichen Palace on the thirteenth level of heaven.

Looking at the majestic palace in front of him, he was about to go in when he was stopped by the heavenly soldiers guarding the gate.

The celestial soldier glared at them, "Whose Immortal Lord are you? You are not allowed to enter or leave Taichen Palace without the Emperor's permission!"

"Me?" Pointing at herself, Si Yin revealed her identity, "Si Yin, the seventeenth disciple of the High God Mo Yuan of Kunlun Ruins."

"Kunlun?"

A surprising and soft sound came, like the gurgling of a spring, which was refreshing and soothing.

Si Yin raised his eyes and looked forward. A peerless beauty in a smoky blue dress, with her long black hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, eyebrows as dark as distant ink and eyes as clear as spring water, was looking at him with joy.