She became a god

"I heard that this Narcissus girl has some connection with the people possessed by the two people that Fellow Daoist Zixuan was escorting."

Ye Mengying spoke first, "The water lily and narcissus possessed by Yuantong are also cousins."

Di Ziyu added, "I remember she was the first person to ask us to perform."

The next day, Ye Qingzhou heard a maid announce, "Miss, several actors you previously admired have come to the door, saying they have composed a new piece of music and would like to have you take a look."

"You've come at the right time, quickly welcome the three of you in."

Ye Qingzhou has always believed in living for the moment, and the collaboration between the Ye sisters and Di Ziyu is a rare and precious opportunity.

It's rare that they would take the initiative to update the songs, so Ye Qingzhou, who didn't have to spend her own money to tip them, was naturally happy that the songs were so popular.

Although Di Ziyu specializes in the konghou (a type of harp), she is also very good at playing other musical instruments.

Her flute playing, paired with Ye Mengying's captivating zither music, was already mesmerizing.

Add to that the songs and dances of the illusion master Ye Mengwan, and you'll feel an urge to roam freely between heaven and earth.

“Good song and dance, here’s one hundred taels of silver for the three ladies.”

The three thanked her for the gift, and Di Ziyu casually mentioned, "Thank you for your appreciation, Miss Shui. With this money, we can try to buy more sweet cakes to eat."

"Don't eat too many sweet cakes, they'll rot your teeth."

"Everyone loves sweets, but why does the young lady want us to eat less?"

"I personally don't like things that are too sweet, they're too cloying."

"That's it."

After saying goodbye, the three of them whispered among themselves.

"It can't be her, right? I remember that the red pandas love sweets the most, and she doesn't like sweet cakes."

Ye Mengying echoed her sister's words, "I just saw her barely touch the fruit that was laid out."

Di Ziyu frowned; she felt something was amiss.

At that moment, a group of servants approached.

They were carrying some dishes and ingredients, including a plate of red chili peppers.

Di Ziyu asked, "What are you busy with?"

The head maid replied with a smile, "His Highness learned that Miss Shui wanted to eat mutton hot pot, so he ordered it to be prepared."

The maid sighed, "His Highness really cares about Miss Shui. He eats light food himself, but he still remembered Miss Shui's words that hot pot should be both salty and spicy to taste good, so he specially ordered someone to make a yin-yang hot pot."

Di Ziyu finally put aside her doubts. She had heard an elder in the Six Realms Trading Company mention that salt and chili peppers were practically worthless in the market of the little panda clan.

Next, they went to the Prince of Jin's residence and the Prince of Guang's residence.

Lady Yao of the Prince of Jin's mansion has a wildly imaginative mind and always comes up with some strange and unusual words.

Lian Ji of the Prince Guang's mansion was not talkative and looked somewhat melancholy.

“I think it’s Yao Niang,” Ye Mengwan said, offering her guess. “Ye Qingzhou sometimes has that same out-of-place feeling that Yao Niang has.”

"But isn't Yao Niang the same Shui Lian who was possessed by Yuan Tong?" Ye Mengying asked, puzzled.

Ye Mengwan laughed, "Yuantong and the other two left, but the real Zhou Changsheng died soon after, and Shuilian remarried. She even changed her name and gave herself the name Yao Yiyi."

"Such an unconventional style is just like Ye Qingzhou!"

“What Fellow Daoist Mengwan said makes some sense, but if Ye Qingzhou possessed Shui Lian’s body, why wasn’t she taken away by that Lady Zhaoji?”

Ye Mengwan didn't take it seriously. "Their ancestors had some special abilities. Maybe she used some ancestral methods to deceive the gods."

The Lu family is indeed a special family.

Unfortunately, their entire family was wiped out by a mysterious force thirty years ago.

Of the only two members of the Lu family, one married into the Little Panda tribe and became the emperor's consort, while the other renounced worldly life and entered a Buddhist monastery.

“Actually, I think Yao Niang’s unusual outward appearance is more like Ye Qingzhou’s.” Di Ziyu pursed her lips. “Don’t you all think Lian Ji is strange in every way?”

“Now that you mention it, Fellow Daoist Di, I remember something. I overheard the maids in the Prince Guang’s mansion gossiping that although Lian Ji was quiet before, she wasn’t as melancholy as she is now. They suspect that her personality changed because she fell into the lotus pond three months ago.”

Ye Mengying seemed to be deep in thought, "When I was playing the zither at the Prince Guang's mansion, for a moment it felt like I had returned to the shores of the Underworld Sea."

"What my sister means is..."

"I think Lian Ji looks like a dead person."

Ye Mengying has guided countless souls, so her words naturally have some basis.

Di Ziyu suggested, "Why don't we go to Prince Guang's Mansion again? We've been to Prince Jin's Mansion several times but didn't get a map. We've only been to Prince Guang's Mansion once, and there are still many places we haven't searched."

“That’s true. If the Prince of Guang’s residence doesn’t have it either, we’ll sneak into Shi Lingyi’s residence at night.” Ye Mengying agreed, and they discussed it further.

In the end, thanks to Ye Mengwan's illusion magic and her ability to deceive and manipulate the old man, Guang Wang, they finally found the last piece of the map.

"Unfortunately, we still don't know where Ye Wen and the other person are," Di Ziyu sighed.

"Narrowing it down to two people is not bad," Ye Mengying comforted.

"Fellow Daoists, what exactly is the matter with Lian Ji?"

The Ye sisters come from the underworld, and since the dead are involved, it is up to them to make the decisions.

"I used illusion magic, and all I saw was darkness." Ye Mengwan frowned. "Could it be that she also knows the Sea of ​​Consciousness Sea Sea sealing technique?"

"It's strange, she's like a dead person, but also like a living person." This was the first time Ye Mengying had encountered such a tricky situation.

"Should we go and see that Narcissus girl again?" Di Ziyu suddenly became suspicious again.

“But I heard that Narcissus is the concubine of Princess Chen, and the two are often seen whispering sweet nothings to each other.” Ye Mengwan thought of something she had heard, “Ye Qingzhou should have a fiancé.”

"According to the rules, she should have at least four husbands."

The celestial realm has always revered lifelong, monogamous relationships, and Di Ziyu was unaware of marriage customs in the demon realm.

"So many?"

"Naturally, the demon realm is mostly a matriarchal society, where the purpose of males is primarily for breeding. In order to reproduce, a high-quality female will often take in multiple males in order to produce the best bloodline," Ye Mengying explained to Di Ziyu.

"If Ye Qingzhou really had a penchant for mirror polishing, there would have been no word of it at all," Ye Meng sighed. "The Phoenix Clan's princess Qingluan was expelled because she refused to marry any man for the sake of her same-sex lover."

Di Ziyu was shocked, "I always thought she was banished because her original form didn't have five colors, so..."

"If it's because of her original form, wouldn't she have looked like that when she was first born?" Ye Mengying smiled bitterly. "Fellow Daoist, you may not know this, but the princesses of the demon realm are all favored children of the Heavenly Dao, carrying the fortune of their clan. In other words, their status is determined by Heaven, not by their clansmen."

"You two fellow Daoists know so many secrets. Ziyu has learned a lot."

The Ye sisters exchanged a glance and both saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

"If we could, we really wouldn't want to know a thing."

Seeing their strange expressions, Di Ziyu didn't pursue the matter any further.

"Should we continue to keep an eye on Yao Niang?"

“There’s not enough time. The winter solstice ancestral worship is the day after tomorrow.” Ye Mengying shook her head. “We have nine maps. Entering the underground palace as soon as possible is the most urgent task. We can put Ye Wen’s matter aside for now.”