That day, I was wandering in the palace and searching for treasures.
A person holding a black umbrella embroidered with golden patterns walked toward me leisurely. The umbrella surface was extremely large.
As he walked, I couldn't see his face, but I could see his white clothes, jade belt around his waist, slender yet powerful. As he walked, jade pieces collided. It was quite a beautiful sight.
I couldn't help but squint. He was not human.
This person walked slowly to in front of me. Only then did I see his face. He was catastrophe-causing and extraordinarily enchanting, with a trace of familiarity.
He smiled gently. Unknowingly, I heard a hint of desperate sorrow in his voice. He said, "Has Your Highness forgotten me?"
For thousands of years, I stared at him for a long time before remembering. He was Xiao Ci, my intended husband, the founding emperor of the Xiao Dynasty that destroyed my Kingdom of Jiang.
Maybe back then I had boundless hatred for him, but thousands of years have passed. Those emotions have scattered in the long years. Whether hate or love, I let go.
I responded lazily and said, "Almost. What's the matter?"
Xiao Ci's expression darkened. He didn't look happy. He said, "I've come to help Your Highness leave the palace."
I sneered and said, "I've been trapped here for thousands of years. You didn't come early, you didn't come late. Why come now pretending to be kind?"
Xiao Ci reached out to touch me, but I dodged. I said, "Disgusting? Say what you have to say."
Xiao Ci, after all, has sat on the throne for so long. Now he's doing quite well, so he's never been treated like this.
His imposing aura pressed down and actually forced me to kneel on the ground. His long hand grabbed my chin. He smiled unhappily and said, "Your Highness is always so prickly."
Being controlled, I naturally wouldn't intentionally provoke him. So I just looked at him and didn't speak.
Xiao Ci seemed to lose interest and let go of me. He said, "If you won't leave, then forget it."
He left before the words finished. His figure was tall and slim, beautiful yet lonely.
I didn't expect him to come and go so hastily, seemingly playing around. I even less understood what he was doing.
But I've never liked wasting time on things I don't understand.
However, when the second person came to find me, I was somewhat surprised.
Looking at the little immortal in front of me, I dug my ear and said, "Little immortal who tells fortunes, what did you say?"
That little immortal's face turned red. He said, "I am the Destiny Bringer."
I nodded perfunctorily. Destiny Bringer said seriously, "Song Jue is the Third Prince of Heaven, descending for trials. This love tribulation is tied to the lady. If the lady can help the Third Prince pass the love tribulation, the lady can also achieve merits and ascend to heaven."
Who wouldn't be tempted? I agreed.
However, this love tribulation actually required torturing Song Jue until his liver and intestines were torn. I felt a trace of reluctance.
Song Jue and I were clearly fine, but thinking about how I could become an immortal from a ghost, feel temperature again, be seen, talk to people, and enjoy food, how could I not be tempted?
I am selfish. I admit.
Moreover, Song Jue should also pass his tribulation and return. Why waste time with me in this mortal realm?