The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Ying Zheng finally stopped crying. He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warmth and softness of her embrace and the gentle pat on his back. At that moment, an indescribable feeling of attachment welled up in his heart, as if time had frozen in time. However, when the thought of her being Donghua's destined partner surfaced in his mind, a sense of guilt welled up within him.

He knew his action might not be appropriate, but deep down, he couldn't let go of this feeling. After a moment's hesitation, Ying Zheng finally decided to release his hands, letting the woman out of his arms. He carefully watched her face, fearing to see any sign of displeasure or offense. Fortunately, her expression remained unchanged, which gave Ying Zheng a slight sense of relief.

Yet, at this moment, a subtle, awkward atmosphere permeated the two of them. Ziyou's heartbeat, which had been gradually calming, began to race uncontrollably again, and a shy blush crept across her cheeks, like the setting sun. She keenly sensed Ying Zheng's intense gaze upon her, and her heart fluttered. She quickly said, "You should leave today. I have many urgent matters to attend to. If you need to escort anyone to the academy, just take them." As soon as she finished her words, she turned and left with lightning speed, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Ying Zheng looked at her hurriedly leaving back, and for a moment he was actually a little at a loss. When he came to his senses, the beauty had already disappeared without a trace. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile. Then, he took steady steps and slowly walked towards the door, his figure gradually getting farther and farther away... As he walked on the road, thinking about the blush on that person's pretty face and that obviously unnatural expression, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and suddenly he thought of Emperor Donghua, the destined person, but Ziyou was an outsider, could she be Donghua's destined person? Thinking about going to the Marriage Pavilion, he saw the huge albizzia tree and was a little surprised. It was really big. Then Yue Lao came out and saluted him: "This old man greets the Emperor of Fengdu."

Ying Zheng: "No need to be so polite, Yue Lao." Then the two of them walked to the stone table under the tree and sat down.

Yue Lao: "The Emperor came to see me, isn't it to see his own marriage?"

Ying Zheng put aside the question he was about to ask and looked at Yue Lao waiting for him to speak.

Yue Lao: "Originally, the Great Emperor would not be born, so his name is not listed in the marriage book."

Ying Zheng, so it's not just Donghua and Ziyou who don't have it. In that case, he also has a chance to compete. Thinking about it, he asked again: "Is the current emperor in the marriage book?"

Yue Lao: "The Celestial Sovereign is an outsider, so he's not in the marriage book either." Yue Lao felt that since these two weren't in the marriage book, they weren't meant to be a couple. Yue Lao didn't know what happened at the Three Lives Stone. He was on the verge of becoming a demon at the time, especially when he saw Donghua there. He didn't pay any attention to other people's behavior, so he didn't know they thought Ziyou was Donghua's destined partner.

A huge weight of relief finally settled in Ying Zheng's heart. Since she and Donghua weren't necessarily destined to be together, he no longer had to worry. Besides, Donghua wasn't here right now. Wasn't this a godsend? Thinking of this, Ying Zheng could barely contain his joy and nearly burst out laughing.

The Moon God, standing by, could see the Emperor of Fengdu's expression perfectly. How could he not know the reason? Clearly, this was a sign of the Red Luan Star! He was a seasoned warrior, so this was nothing new. However, if the officials of the former Qin Dynasty learned of this, they would surely be amazed: "Your Majesty could be in such a state!" After all, Qin Shi Huang, who dedicated his entire life to national wars and the pursuit of unification, had ever displayed such an expression?

After learning what he longed to know, Ying Zheng decided to return for now. Meeting Ziyou now would seem too deliberate; he needed to return to the underworld and discuss matters carefully.

Time passed quickly, and two days flew by in a flash. Suddenly, a fairy maiden came hurriedly to report: "Your Majesty, the Emperor of Fengdu has arrived!"

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Sovereign was surprised: "What? Why is he visiting again? It's only been two days! Could it be that he is here again to inquire about the affairs of that world?" For a moment, all kinds of speculations flooded his mind, causing the Heavenly Sovereign to fall into deep thought...

When Ying Zheng entered the room, his eyes were immediately drawn to the woman before him. Her slender fingers, like nimble spirits, danced and tapped gently on the table, as if playing a beautiful melody. Her eyes, luminous as stars, shone with the light of profound thought, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

At that moment, her brows were furrowed tightly, forming a shallow furrow that betrayed a deep sense of distress and confusion. Her once beautiful face, now radiant with concentration, seemed utterly solemn, as if the entire world consisted solely of the questions in her mind. Meanwhile, her delicate pink lips trembled slightly, making subtle sounds, as if she were whispering to herself. All of this gave her a unique charm that made her seem incredibly endearing.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but cough lightly, trying to get her attention: "Ahem, Ziyou, what are you thinking about?" However, Ziyou seemed completely unaware of his presence, still immersed in her own thoughts. In desperation, Ying Zheng had to speak again to make his presence known.

Finally, Ziyou slowly raised her head, her eyes meeting Ying Zheng's. Suddenly, a strange feeling welled up in her—why did this person look so familiar? It was as if they had just met yesterday. Something was wrong! Hadn't he been addressing her as "Heavenly Lord" just a few days ago? Why was he suddenly calling her by her given name today? Was he having a fit? Or had he seen her so vulnerable and crying and considered her a close friend?

Ziyou pondered, a look of doubt crossing her face. Then, gathering her composure, she spoke, "Emperor Fengdu, what brings you here this time? Are you here to ask again..." At this point, she paused, her mind racing back to the day Ying Zheng embraced her, weeping bitterly. The thought was like a stone dropped into the depths of her heart, sending ripples surging. Could it be that she actually liked the way he cried? The thought flustered Ziyou, and a blush crept into her cheeks.