Otherworldly Companions: Every Handsome Man is Extraordinary

"Holy Maiden? Isn't the Holy Maiden your sister, Fan Qingyu?" Jiang Yu asked curiously.

“My sister is the saintess of my generation. But the saintess I met was from the previous generation.” Fan Qingyin recalled, and a deep longing and reminiscence appeared on her face. “The saintess was so young, but her divine power was so profound and far-reaching. I was like a grain of sand in front of her. She looked at me like a god looking at her child, loving and broad.”

Fan Qingyin looked at Jiang Yu and took her hand: "That's why I can hardly imagine what real gods look like."

"People always say that we, the messengers of the gods, are the last spark left by the gods in the world, and we are the last medium to communicate with the sighs left behind by the gods. People think that we are closest to the gods, but only we ourselves know the distant and hopeless distance between us and the gods. The more abundant the divine power, the clearer this awareness becomes."

"That's why the saint remained in the depths of the holy mountain in despair and piety, never to leave the world, spending her life waiting for miracles and worshipping the gods. People in the secular world worship and revere the gods. But the gods have long since departed, and they do not love the world."

This was the first time Jiang Yu had ever seen Fan Qingyin display such a lonely expression. She had once thought that Fan Qingyin's otherworldly and aloof demeanor was the halo of the divine messenger herself, but she never expected that the price of the divine power would be a lifetime of loneliness.

"So, Qingyin, do you often feel lonely and desperate?" Jiang Yu asked with some concern. Fan Qingyin is an introverted person who digests everything on his own and doesn't like to talk about it. When he is alone, wouldn't he be more susceptible to the influence of his own bloodline? How painful must that be for him?

"Xiao Yu, don't worry about me. Loneliness won't make me despair. Besides, I've found a warm cradle that can awaken my soul, and that's you. As long as you still love me, I am indestructible." Fan Qingyin embraced Jiang Yu, gently coaxing her:

“Xiaoyu, I’m telling you this not to distract you, but to let you see the higher level of reality. Royal power is not above divine power; the people’s faith is the highest level that governs all empires.”

"Although the gods have departed, the meager divine power they left behind sustains the operation of this world and cannot be contested by humans. We guard the treasure, but we are not the key itself. Therefore, there is no need to fear royal power. The entire royal family, including the emperor himself, is nothing more than one of the masses."

"People believe in gods, so their hearts are inclined to goodness. Emperors also believe in gods, so their decisions and actions are always constrained. What they receive, they must give. If he is wise and kind, his people will live in peace and prosperity. If he is diligent and hardworking, his country will be well-ordered. So, Xiaoyu, do not be afraid of emperors. Give them the respect they deserve, show them what they want to see, and you will surely be rewarded."

"Qingyin is truly a magical person. Did you cast a spell on me?" Jiang Yu hugged Fan Qingyin's slender waist: "I feel like you've been talking about so many things in a whimsical way, as if you're trying to enlighten me, or as if you're just telling a story, but I'm really not nervous anymore."

"If someone had told me before that someone would talk about such abstract things to comfort me, I definitely wouldn't have believed it. You're really amazing." Jiang Yu looked up at Fan Qingyin with admiration.

"Is Xiaoyu criticizing me for not being specific enough in my way of comforting you?" Fan Qingyin touched Jiang Yu's forehead with her own and said affectionately, "Then I'll be more specific and down-to-earth."

"I've met most of the royal family of the Aurora Empire. They're just like us, with one nose and two eyes, no different from each other. None of them are as beautiful as my Xiaoyu. Some are even overweight, and some have strange personalities. If they weren't royalty, you could dress some of them in commoner clothes and throw them on the street, and you might not be able to tell them apart."

"Hahahaha..." Before Fan Qingyin could finish speaking, Jiang Yu burst into laughter. "Qingyin, your leap is too big! Hahahaha, and also, your descriptions are so funny, don't let the royal family hear them, hahahaha, then they won't care if you're some kind of genius envoy of the Fan family, they'll just arrest you again."

Seeing Jiang Yu finally relax and smile, Fan Qingyin also breathed a sigh of relief. Most lords would be nervous during their first audience with the emperor, but Xiao Yu possessed an innate humility. This didn't mean she was timid, but rather that her gentle demeanor made her seem approachable and easy to talk to. He hated those eyes that coveted Xiao Yu, whether they were lowly rats in the trenches or high-ranking figures he couldn't control.

He doesn't even care about the Kong family, but other people might inevitably emerge.

It would be better to just pick someone from a normal partner selection event; at least then he could help Xiaoyu make a selection.

Seeing Jiang Yu's eyes crinkle with laughter, Fan Qingyin's gaze darkened. He reached out and covered Jiang Yu's eyes as she looked up at him, suppressing a trace of his own uncontrollable desire. He said seriously, "Xiao Yu, don't look at other men like that. Except for me and Yi."

Women are often seen as superior, spoiled by the pampering of men for thousands of years. They are good at choosing, but not good at maintaining relationships; they fall in love easily, but rarely admire; they treat their husbands as entertainment and companionship, but are reluctant to give their true feelings and respect.

This is the norm, which is why Xiaoyu is so precious.

This is why she was so careful and went through so much trouble to give her feelings, and why he and Lin Yi were willing to wait and protect her patiently. Lin Yi, like him, didn't take long to see through Xiao Yu's true nature. With such a precious gem inside, everything else was unimportant and not worth suspecting.

Like Lin Yi, he probably wished he could hide Jiang Yu away so that no one else could see this shining treasure.

Jiang Yu deftly freed herself from the restraints on her face, her bright eyes carrying a hint of teasing: "Qingyin, you're so easily moved. This won't do; this place isn't quite right."

"What a little rascal." Fan Qingyin chuckled to herself. In some ways, she really was a devil.

"Don't you like it? I think you love it a lot~" Jiang Yu raised her face and rubbed her nose against Fan Qingyin's Adam's apple. "Do you remember how I kissed it last time?"

Fan Qingyin: "Too naughty. You wait until you get back to the Jiang family, and then we'll see who has shot themselves in the foot."

In his heart, he was thinking that he really wanted everyone to know where Xiaoyu's heart truly belonged, but he was afraid that Xiaoyu's parents would think he was too domineering and was taking up all of Xiaoyu's attention, and would have to find a way to relieve Xiaoyu's pressure or let others get close to her.

But if that's the case, there's nothing he can do. After all, Xiaoyu has only just come of age, and her period for finding a partner is still very long. She is destined to have three more husbands, and he really doesn't have the confidence that he will always be the one Xiaoyu loves the most.

If only he were a god, he could change the laws of the world. He wouldn't care about anyone else; he could just remove the unnecessary people around Xiaoyu...