The whole family of villains listens to my heart, the Regent Prince treats me dearly.

Tide Temple.

Envoys from all corners of the world came to offer their congratulations and welcome him. Jun Ce sat on the throne in the main hall, his eyes half-closed, his expression languid, and his fingers lightly tapped his temples.

"A lone figure. How many others are left?"

He seemed a little impatient.

Looking at the faint dark circles under Jun Ce's eyes, Zhiying felt a pang of heartache. "My lord, this is the first time you have received the homage of the four seas. If you don't take this opportunity to deal with it all at once, I'm afraid they will keep coming to your door in the future..."

"Understood." Jun Ce lifted his eyelids and looked calmly at the people below.

His sharp, angular face and thin lips exuded authority even when he wasn't smiling, causing the people below to lower their heads instantly and their voices to become much quieter.

"Your Majesty, this is the most favored princess of my Bei tribe. I have come to present her to Your Majesty and hope that Your Majesty will take pity on her."

After the Bei envoy finished speaking, the Bei princess eagerly stepped forward to pay her respects.

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

She looked at Jun Ce with a shy expression.

Fei Ying rushed into the hall, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! Someone has trespassed into the Divine Palace!"

Jun Ce's gaze suddenly turned cold, and anger surged from his body.

"court death."

With a flick of his robe, he vanished from the spot.

As the Bei princess watched him leave, she bit her lower lip in dissatisfaction, "Who was so ungrateful as to waste His Majesty's time!"

She finally got to speak with the Venerable One after a long wait!

Besides, His Majesty hasn't even said whether he'll keep her or not...

A lone figure stepped forward and grabbed Fei Ying, "Why didn't you stop that person? Is your magic not good enough to beat him?"

Since the lord became the Dragon King, he had no trusted confidants around him, so he used his spiritual power to help the Moon Shadow Guards learn water-based magic, allowing them to move freely in the Dragon Palace. Therefore, the guards he was close to were still the same people.

Unexpectedly, among the Moon Shadow Guards who were cultivating, he made the fastest progress.

A solitary figure, secretly enjoying himself.

He used to be unable to beat Hiei, but now that he finally has the chance to ride on Hiei's head, how can he miss the opportunity to make fun of him?

Fei Ying glanced at him sideways.

"The Divine Palace is a sacred place; its barrier is tougher than my life."

"If you're so capable, go and stop them."

When he arrived, he only caught a glimpse of the person's robe before it was quickly blocked by the barrier, and he didn't even know whether the person was male or female.

The lone figure choked.

The barrier of Shenque Palace... can indeed only be opened by the Lord.

He was somewhat anxious, "This person's magical power is so high, will our lord be in danger?"

Since Miss Zhai left, the Lord has hardly had a good night's sleep... It's been over ten years... Today, seeing the Lord's exhausted face, given his current mental state, if he were to encounter a formidable opponent...

Feiying's expression also darkened.

"Summon the Moon Shadow Guards, let's go take a look."

*

Shenque Palace.

Zhai Rongyu pushed open the palace door and was stunned by the strange sight before her.

The azure sea gently embraces the entire palace, where fish dart and frolic among the locust trees, stirring up tiny waves that swirl up countless locust petals, which drift and float on the water, carrying a faint fragrance.

"An underwater dragon palace... with so many locust trees growing there?"

"It still has a taste?"

Is this really reasonable?

Zhai Rongyu seemed to be walking in a dream world, with a different view at every step and the fragrance of waves rising from the water.

Ripples stirred her hair, startling the fish, but the moment they saw Zhai Rongyu, they all swam to her side.

She reached out to touch the colorful carp.

With a light touch of the fingertip, the carp happily blow bubbles.

“You guys aren’t shy at all,” she said with a smile.

The carp swam even more excitedly, slapping the petals with their tails.

Zhai Rongyu withdrew her hand and couldn't help but chuckle, "She probably takes after your master, like a conspicuous bag."

Nowadays, there should be no one in the entire world who doesn't know about that Dragon King.

She walked and looked around, and before she knew it, she had arrived at the palace gate.

Zhai Rongyu reached out and pushed open the palace door. The scene before her was even more breathtaking than the outside.

The room was filled with portraits.

The piled-up, chaotic mess is like tender feelings with nowhere to go.

She picked up the one closest to her and examined it closely.

She is the woman from the Water Illusion.

I decided to look at them one by one.

Under the locust tree, the woman was drunk and fast asleep, leaning against the trunk, her dress covered in fallen locust blossoms.

In the main hall of the palace, she held a wooden fish in her hand and chanted with her eyes closed;

On a painted boat in the capital, fireworks dazzled the crowd; she turned and gazed into the distance.

In a secluded courtyard in a deep valley, she lay on the stone table, her eyes closed, seeking a kiss;

Walking through the ghost market at night, she fiddled with the ornaments on her ears, smiling charmingly.

……

Joy, anger, rage, infatuation—a myriad of emotions are captured.

Zhai Rongyu was somewhat surprised.

What deep love must it take to depict such faces, blurred by time yet ever clearer. Each stroke, each line, condenses into something called "longing," evoking a sense of tenderness even in an outsider like herself.

She walked into the hall and saw several items on a shelf against the wall, each wrapped in water droplets, as if they were very important treasures.

She moved closer and looked at them one by one.

A bracelet, a shiny bead, a pair of bamboo leaf earrings, and a set of silver needles.

"Isn't this my Phoenix Dance Needle?!"

Zhai Rongyu's eyes widened.

The Phoenix Dance Needle is the silver needle she uses most readily during acupuncture. How could it be here?

She bent down for a closer look and then noticed the difference.

This isn't her Phoenix Dance Needle, but it's extremely similar. However, this set of silver needles seems to be better.

Because it contains spiritual power, and it's a very profound kind of power.

She straightened up, looked back at the scene in the room, and suddenly felt a pang in her heart as countless images flooded her mind.

It turns out that the "Jiaojiao" he hid was a memory.

She raised her hand to wipe her face, which was already covered in tears.

……

Jun Ce flew down to Shenque Palace, his tall body shrouded in killing intent, a ball of lightning already gathered in his palm, ready to strike the thief to death the moment he saw him.

His face was grim with anger as he listened to the rustling sounds coming from under the locust tree and slowly approached.

It was just a silhouette; the lightning vanished, and breathing ceased.

He froze in place.

The girl sat cross-legged under the tree with her back to him, holding a jar of locust flower wine that he had painstakingly brewed. She had already drunk more than half of it, and there were several empty jars lying on the ground.

Her light blue dress was loosely tied with a belt, and it swayed gently with the ripples on the water. Several carp swam on it, playing and frolicking.

Her long, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her delicate, lustrous earlobes appeared and disappeared intermittently.

His heart-protecting scale was pinned to her hair.

Jun Ce slightly widened his pupils, and mist welled up in his bloodshot eyes.

Rong...er...

A thousand words stuck in his throat, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear that it was just a dream and that she would leave with a gentle call.

Thirteen years have passed.

She was so cruel that she wouldn't even enter his dreams, not even giving him the chance to indulge in them.

Was it because it was his birthday that Heaven took pity on him and let her appear in his dream?

Jun Ce's fingertips trembled.

Zhai Rong tilted her head back and drank the last half jar of wine, then stood up unsteadily.

Like a fish darting through the air, she smiled and pulled back her ribbon.

"Don't make trouble."

The light, airy voice proclaims authenticity.

Jun Ce felt his blood rush through his veins.

She turned around and met Jun Ce's gaze.