The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

At that moment, she was absorbed in learning the art of winemaking from Zhe Yan, her expression focused and serious. The lazy sunlight illuminated her stunning features, her eyebrows softly drawn, her eyes like stars, her long, satin-like hair effortlessly tied into a bun with a purple gold hairpin. A gentle breeze blew, scattering petals of flowers. She stared intently, her slender, jade-like hand gently brushing off a delicate petal that had fallen from the wine jar. The corners of her lips curled slightly, a smile as faint as morning smoke spreading across them... It felt like stepping back in time; seeing her again felt like being transported back in time.

Zheyan and Ziyou had actually noticed Donghua the moment he entered the Ten-Mile Peach Forest, but they were busy brewing the wine. Seeing the wine almost ready, they only needed to put in some finishing touches. Only after they had finished all the steps did they notice Donghua had already sat down, leisurely savoring his tea.

Zheyan and Ziyou hurried over, and seeing Donghua so relaxed and at ease, they couldn't help but feel curious. Donghua smiled slightly at this, then raised his hand and filled a cup of tea for each of them.

Seeing this, Zheyan was a little surprised and couldn't help but joked: "I can't believe that today I have the honor to taste the tea poured by Emperor Donghua himself." After saying that, he deliberately shook his head, as if he couldn't believe it.

Zi You, standing beside her, had already raised her teacup to her lips, about to gulp it down, but upon hearing Zhe Yan's words, her movements faltered. She wondered, should she drink this tea? If she put it down, it would seem too sentimental; but if she actually drank it all, she felt… After a moment's hesitation, Zi You finally decided to remain calm and slowly lowered the tea into her mouth. After all, it was just a simple cup of tea, and since Donghua had personally poured it, wouldn't it be rude to refuse?

Donghua silently watched Ziyou sip her tea, a subtle hint of joy in his eyes. However, none of this escaped Zheyan's sharp eyes. Knowing that Donghua's attention to Ziyou was unusual, he acted decisively and skillfully changed the subject to avoid an awkward situation. Zheyan's lips curled up slightly, a hint of a smile not quite smirking as he said, "Oh, I just moved here, and you're here right after me. Are you here to congratulate me on my move?"

Donghua finally glanced up at Zheyan upon hearing her voice, but quickly retracted his gaze, as if the person before him held no appeal at all. Zheyan, seeing this, nearly laughed out loud in anger. He slowly replied, "I've come here for Youyou."

Zi You, who was sitting nearby, was stunned upon hearing this. "What the hell is going on?! He actually said he was here to see me? That's not right. What the hell is You You? We're not even close, are we? We've only met a few times! When we first met, he insisted I address him as Emperor, yet he addressed me so affectionately and naturally. Besides, why would he suddenly come to my house? Could he be asking me to marry him? Are immortals here so casual about getting married? If it were us... No, after all, in our world's Heavenly Court, it's strictly forbidden for immortals and gods to fall in love. There's no comparison. But I vaguely remember the grand ceremony of Ye Hua and Bai Qian's wedding in the plot. Could it be that the marriage of a great emperor is less solemn than that of a mere prince? Besides, who would agree to be with him?

At this moment, even the usually calm Zheyan's face showed a hint of surprise, thinking to himself: I didn't expect Donghua to be so straightforward. But then again, who could expect someone who stopped killing with killing and fighting with fighting to be tactful?

Donghua knew what the two were thinking by looking at their changing expressions. He did want to, but seeing the resistance in the girl's eyes, he gave up and decided to get down to business first.

Seeing their unawareness, Donghua decided to give them a surprise, so he said in a quiet voice, "Youyou is the Heavenly Sovereign appointed by Heaven."

At this moment, Zheyan and Ziyou felt as if there was something wrong with their ears. How could they have heard such an incredible sentence? They looked at each other, and saw disbelief in each other's eyes. It turned out that their ears were fine and that they had heard the words. Then they immediately focused their attention on Donghua, who was admiring the teacup, hoping that he could explain.

Donghua didn't beat around the bush and explained directly, "Since the beginning of the world, the Heavenly Dao has decreed that the Heavenly Sovereign should be a dragon. Therefore, with the exception of this Emperor, all others are dragons. Ever since the original Heavenly Sovereign's family was struck down by the Heavenly Dao, this Emperor has temporarily taken charge of the Celestial Clan. I've had Siming and Chonglin investigate every member of the Dragon Clan, but they haven't found anyone who could be Heavenly Sovereign."

Zheyan: "So how did you come up with Youyou?"

Donghua looked at Zheyan and said, "This is all thanks to you. You moved the Ten-Mile Peach Forest and made it known to everyone. Then your true forms were seen by others, and Chonglin told me. That's when I learned that Youyou was the Golden Dragon."

Zhe Yan: "Then how do you know for sure that Youyou is the Heavenly Sovereign?"

Donghua raised his head as if recalling something: "I still remember when Youyou was undergoing tribulation by the Ruoshui River. The lightning tribulation at that time was purple-gold lightning. Normally, how could Heaven send down purple-gold lightning tribulation unless one actively changed their bloodline? Moreover, Youyou was struck by two lightning tribulations back then. Logically, it was not enough to transform her bloodline. But now Youyou has completely golden dragon bloodline. Only Heaven can make it happen."

Ziyou was a little confused. She had never learned those things before. In the Heavenly Palace, she only learned dancing and weaving. Later, she learned to play the zither with Zheyan. Other than training, she had nothing else to do. Now she was asked to become the Heavenly Sovereign. Was this really a joke?

Donghua saw her confusion and comforted her: "Youyou, you are still young, so it is normal that you have not been exposed to these things. I came to you to teach you the way of being a king, so you don't have to worry about this."

"Me?" Ziyou pointed at herself, still a little confused, "Can I really do this?"

Emperor Donghua walked over to Ziyou, placed a hand on her shoulder, looked her in the eye, and said earnestly, "You can do this. I believe in you." Ziyou glanced at the hand on her shoulder, then looked back at Emperor Donghua. She thought to herself, "Even before he was in love, he was a wise and competent emperor. But after meeting Bai Fengjiu, he was completely obsessed with love. In the end, the world is over. Ugh... How scary! I need my brain to come back quickly. I can't think about it anymore."