The peerless and dark princess

In the early morning, the winter sun penetrated the thin clouds and sprinkled on the bluestone pavement of the capital, adding a bit of warmth to this cold season. Wangge woke up from the warm bed. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Zuo Ci sitting by the bed, holding a book in his hands, but his eyes kept falling on her. She raised her lips and asked softly, "What's the weather like outside?"

Zuo Ci raised his head, his eyes full of tenderness, and said softly, "The winter sun is shining brightly, how about we go for a stroll in the plum garden outside the city?"

Upon hearing this, Elegy's heart was moved. The Plum Garden was a famous winter attraction in the capital. Every winter, the plum blossoms bloomed, like snow, their delicate fragrance wafting through the air, a truly beautiful sight. She nodded in agreement, then rose to wash. Zuo Ci waited quietly by her side, his eyes filled with doting.

After washing up, Wange put on a light blue long skirt with delicate plum blossom patterns embroidered on the hem, which was particularly suitable for the winter scenery. When Zuo Ci saw it, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. He reached out to help her adjust her clothes, his movements gentle and careful.

Hand in hand, they walked out of the mansion and headed towards the plum garden. The wind howled coldly along the way, but the sun was as warm as spring. Wangge leaned against Zuo Ci, feeling his warmth, her heart at peace and filled with happiness.

"Zuo Ci, look at that plum tree, it's blooming so beautifully." Wange pointed to a blooming plum tree by the roadside, his eyes full of joy.

Zuo Ci looked in the direction she pointed and saw plum trees adorned with blossoms, their white petals appearing even more vibrant in the sunlight. He smiled and said, "Yes, just like your smile, brilliant and charming."

Wangge blushed slightly when she heard this, lowered her head and smiled softly. Seeing her shy look, Zuo Ci's love for her grew stronger, and he couldn't help but move closer and kiss her gently on the forehead.

Before long, the two arrived at the plum garden. The plum blossoms filled the garden, resembling clouds and rosy clouds. A gentle breeze blew, and the petals fluttered down like white snowflakes, a beauty so enchanting that it was intoxicating. Wangge excitedly ran into the flowers, and Zuo Ci hurriedly followed.

"Zuo Ci, look at this plum blossom, it's so beautiful!" Wange squatted down, gently picked up a petal, his eyes full of love.

Zuo Ci stood by, looking at her flower-like smile, his heart filled with tenderness. He slowly walked over and whispered, "Wangge, you are more beautiful than this plum blossom."

Wangge raised her head, her eyes filled with emotion. She stood up and hugged Zuo Ci tightly, burying her head in his chest. Zuo Ci also hugged her tightly back. The two of them were in this plum garden, as if isolated from the outside world, with only each other in their eyes.

"Zuo Ci, I am so happy." Wange said softly.

Zuo Ci gently stroked her hair and said affectionately: "Me too, Wange, I will always be with you and make you always so happy."

The two of them wandered through the plum garden until the sun began to set, and then they reluctantly left. On the way back, Wangge leaned on Zuo Ci's shoulder, feeling particularly content and at peace. Zuo Ci gently stroked her back, his eyes full of doting and love.

At this moment, a Taoist priest in a gray robe slowly approached from the depths of the plum garden. He had a thin face, bright eyes, and a steady gait, giving people a sense of unfathomable depth. He walked up to Zuo Ci and Wange, smiled slightly, and said, "My two benefactors, I am honored to meet you."

Zuo Ci and Wange quickly returned the greeting. Zuo Ci asked, "Master, what can I do for you?"

The Taoist's gaze fell on Wange, a flicker of surprise flashing in his eyes before he quickly regained his composure. He said softly, "My dear female donor, I see that you have an extraordinary temperament. According to your fate, you should have died early. How could this happen..."

Wangge was shocked. Didn't the original owner die young? And she was a soul from another world. Zuo Ci was also stunned for a moment, then asked nervously, "What do you mean by this, Taoist priest?"

"He's probably a charlatan. Ignore him." Wangge didn't want Zuo Ci to know that she was a spirit from another world, not the original owner. The original owner should have died when her soul entered this body. She was just living on in this body.

Although Zuo Ci had doubts in his heart, he thought that Wange had been living in the capital, so he should trust her.

"Donor, you seem a little..."

"Master Taoist, just say what you want to say. My princess is fine, why do you say she died early? You have all your limbs intact, why do you do such deceiving things?" Zuo Ci was a little unhappy.

The Taoist priest remained calm in the face of Zuo Ci's displeasure. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "Your Highness, please do not be angry. I have traveled extensively and am well versed in numerology. What I say today is absolutely not nonsense. The fate of this female donor is truly bizarre, and there must be something fishy going on."

Zuo Ci's brows knitted into the shape of a "川" character. He subconsciously protected Wange behind him, his eyes full of vigilance: "Since Taoist priest has said this, then explain the matter clearly. If you fabricate lies, I will not forgive you easily."

Wangge's heart was in her throat, but she pretended to be calm on the surface. She quietly tugged at Zuo Ci's sleeve and whispered, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Maybe he's just trying to cheat you out of your money."

The Taoist priest shook his head slightly and pulled out an ancient compass from his bosom. The needle on the compass spun rapidly, emitting a faint glow. With a solemn expression, he said, "The female donor possesses an aura that is not of this world, disrupting her destiny. If it weren't for this power intervening, according to her original destiny, she would have perished long ago."

Zuo Ci looked at Wange in shock, his eyes filled with doubt and inquiry. Wange bit her lip and groaned inwardly, knowing that she might not be able to hide the truth anymore.

Zuo Ci's brow furrowed, his heart pounding. He knew that if he didn't get to the bottom of the matter, he couldn't truly protect Wange. He took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady. "Master, I'd like to hear the details. What's so special about my princess?"

The Taoist priest stared at Zuo Ci with a deep gaze, as if trying to see into his heart. He spoke slowly, "Your Highness, I share your concern for the female donor. However, there is something you must know. The aura she carries permeates from another world. It is powerful and mysterious, enough to alter the trajectory of a person's destiny. In short, your princess must be a spirit from that otherworld..."

Wangge's face was pale. Her biggest secret was revealed by this old Taoist priest. Perhaps she would be regarded as a monster by them in the next moment.

Zuo Ci turned to Wange and asked softly, "Wange, is this all true? Is there something you haven't told me?"

Wangge took a deep breath and nodded: "Zuo Ci, I shouldn't be here. I come from a world you can hardly imagine. But please believe me, I have no ill intentions, I..."

Zuo Ci interrupted her: "I believe you. No matter where you come from, the person I love from the beginning to the end is you, not the Miss Mu back then, but the Chu Wange now. It has always been you."

Zuo Ci understood. No wonder Mu Wange's personality changed so much since then. It turned out that from that time on, there was another person in this body, that is, the current Wange. He was very lucky.

"Master, will she return?" Zuo Ci thought of Wange's inexplicable coma for seven days, and feared she would fall into that state again, something he wouldn't be able to handle. She was a soul from another world, and if she left him, he wouldn't be able to find her even if he searched thousands of mountains and rivers.