Chapter 1281: Ten-Mile Peach Forest, a Fallen Immortal under the blossoms, disrupting Di Haotian

A gentle voice accompanied the poetry, along with peach blossoms fluttering across the ten-mile forest.

Hearing this, a ripple stirred in Yuan Che's heart.

"Half-awake, half-drunk, day after day; flowers fall, flowers bloom, year after year..."

Yuan Che savored these lines, her gaze looking toward the depths of the peach forest.

She saw him.

Deep within the peach forest, a young man in white, like a fallen immortal, leaned against a peach tree.

Before him sat a game of chess; in his hand, he held a flagon of wine.

Fluttering peach petals landed on his shoulders, yet he did not brush them off, letting them rest there.

This was a picture so beautiful it felt like a dream.

A ten-mile peach forest, a fallen immortal in white, accompanied by a rain of fluttering blossoms.

For any young girl, her heart would be struck in an instant.

Yuan Che hid in the shadows, watching this scene.

Truth be told, although she was a princess of the Ancient Immortal Court,

she had been confined to the Qionghua Palace since childhood and had not seen much of the world.

Yet, her standards were not low.

After all, her father was the Emperor Donghua.

The True Monarch Haotian was also a peerless talent.

But at this moment, the young man playing chess and drinking wine under the peach trees still tightly gripped Yuan Che's gaze.

What kind of extraordinary man could he be?

Yuan Che was extremely curious.

But in her heart, she recalled the warning of the True Monarch Haotian.

She must not have contact with anyone.

Yuan Che sighed inwardly, wanting to leave, yet she was unwilling.

"Could this be what they call fate?" Yuan Che couldn't help but think.

And just then, that handsome, peerless young man in white, like a fallen immortal,

suddenly raised his wine cup and said, "Friend, since you have come, why not reveal yourself?"

Yuan Che felt a sudden panic in her heart; she wanted to leave immediately.

But her body was honest, and she revealed her form.

"This... what is the name of this poem?"

Perhaps because she rarely saw strangers, Yuan Che's tone was somewhat unsteady.

"Song of the Peach Blossom Hermitage."

The young man in white smiled slightly, handsome and gentle.

Yuan Che's face flushed subconsciously.

She was not a fool for romance, nor was she obsessed with looks; otherwise, she would have had feelings for the True Monarch Haotian long ago.

But she simply felt that the young man in white before her possessed a very special temperament.

It was the temperament she yearned for.

Freedom.

That's right.

Although Yuan Che was a princess of the Ancient Immortal Court, what she could least obtain was the freedom that ordinary beings possessed.

"This poem is very good. By the way, are you not afraid of me?" Yuan Che asked.

"Why should I be afraid?" the young man in white asked in return.

"It seems you do not know my identity." Yuan Che lowered her gaze slightly.

"Of course I know; you are the daughter of Emperor Donghua, Princess Yuan Che of the Immortal Court," the young man in white said with a slow smile.

"Then you are still not afraid of me? Everyone else avoids me like a poisonous snake or scorpion, fearing they will be tainted by inauspiciousness and misfortune," Yuan Che said.

She had grown accustomed to that coldness and isolation.

"Misfortune and inauspiciousness?" The young man in white tilted his head slightly, then said,

"Look at this ten-mile peach forest; after the petals wither, they rot, but one cannot deny its splendor because of that."

"Life is the same. So what if one is tainted by inauspiciousness? It cannot negate the meaning of your existence, Princess Yuan Che."

The words of the young man in white left Yuan Che standing where she was.

Before her eyes, things suddenly became blurry.

Only later did she realize those were tears.

"Princess Yuan Che, if you don't mind, shall we have a drink?" The young man in white raised his cup in invitation.

Yuan Che wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her jade hand, a sincere smile blooming on her face like never before.

Sure enough, her guess was correct.

This young man in white was truly an extraordinary man.

"By the way, I still don't know your name?" Yuan Che said.

"I am Xiang Junxiaoyao," the young man in white said calmly.

"Xiang Junxiaoyao..."

Yuan Che repeated it softly.

Sure enough, the person was like his name.

A young master like jade.

And he possessed an aura of freedom and ease that she yearned for.

"Are you also from the Immortal Court? Why have I never heard your name?" Yuan Che asked curiously.

Although she rarely left her quarters, she knew of the figures in the Immortal Court.

The young man in white said, "I have always been a free spirit, traveling the four seas, roaming the Northern Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening; I rarely reside in the Immortal Court."

"So that's how it is. Then you must have been to many places. Can you tell me about them?"

Yuan Che rested her chin on her hand, looking at the young man in white.

The young man before her possessed the freedom she wanted most.

"Of course, it is my honor." The young man smiled.

Then, he told her all sorts of anecdotes from his travels.

Yuan Che listened, completely enthralled.

Time passed.

At one moment, Yuan Che secretly thought, "Oh no."

"It's over, I must go back quickly."

"Please do as you wish, Princess." The young man smiled.

Yuan Che hesitated for a moment, looking at Jun Xiaoyao.

After a long while, she gathered the courage to say, "Xiang Junxiaoyao, can we meet in this peach forest again?"

"Of course." The young man in white smiled slightly.

"Then it's a promise!"

Yuan Che extended her little finger.

Then, she pulled it back slightly.

She was tainted by inauspiciousness; even the True Monarch Haotian had never come within three feet of her.

However, what made Yuan Che's eyes widen was that

the young man in white also extended his little finger and hooked it with hers.

"It's a promise."

Yuan Che's heart skipped a beat.

The man before her did not mind at all, nor was he afraid of her inauspiciousness.

As if to hide her embarrassment, Princess Yuan Che blushed, covered her face, and left.

Watching the back of Yuan Che as she left,

The gentle smile on the young man in white slowly faded.

"Truly interesting. Is this the dream tide? A dream returning to the Ancient Immortal Court?"

This young man in white was naturally Jun Xiaoyao.

He hadn't expected this dream to be so realistic.

Even with his Hengsha-level Primordial Spirit, he couldn't find any loopholes or flaws.

It was as if there were no difference from reality.

"What exactly is the will of the Forgotten Kingdom? To have such strong soul cultivation—this is almost real."

It could be said that even for Jun Xiaoyao, who possessed a Hengsha-level Primordial Spirit, it would take some effort to break free from this dream.

Let alone anyone else.

However, Jun Xiaoyao had one doubt.

"Logically, after falling into a dream, I shouldn't know my true identity."

"But now, I possess my original thinking, as if it were a lucid dream," Jun Xiaoyao wondered.

A so-called lucid dream is when one knows they are dreaming while in the dream.

This is an experience many people have had.

But in the current environment, that was no different from cheating.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao finally understood what the most precious treasure of the Ancient Immortal Court was, as mentioned by Zhuang Xiaomeng.

"I didn't expect that the last princess of the Ancient Immortal Court would be sleeping in the core of the Forgotten Kingdom."

No other hidden treasure could compare to this last princess of the Ancient Immortal Court.

Her identity and the resources she controlled were incomparable to other geniuses of the Immortal Court.

She was the most precious treasure.

However, Jun Xiaoyao still had doubts in his heart.

Yuan Che and Ling Yuan looked somewhat alike.

There must be a secret in this.

Jun Xiaoyao's main priority now was to build a good relationship with Yuan Che.

And to understand what exactly the inauspiciousness tainted on her was.

"And that True Monarch Haotian, he should be Di Haotian, but he seems not to have awakened yet."

A light flickered in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

He now understood what Di Haotian's plan was.

He also wanted to obtain Yuan Che, this most precious treasure.

He wanted to use the power of Princess Yuan Che's identity to ascend to the throne and unify the Immortal Court.

It could be said that if Jun Xiaoyao hadn't intervened, he might have actually succeeded.

But now that Jun Xiaoyao knew Di Haotian's plan, he naturally wouldn't let him have his way.

Even if he had to play the role of a scumbag, he would destroy Di Haotian's plan. ===== CHAPTER 1282 =====