Chapter 1282: The secret of Yuan Che

When Yuan Che returned to the Qionghua Palace, she saw the True Monarch Haotian standing there.

"Princess Yuan Che, you have come back a bit late."

The True Monarch Haotian said with a faint smile.

"Sorry, Haotian." Yuan Che playfully stuck out her tongue.

"Your Highness, you seem to be in a very good mood," the True Monarch Haotian said.

"That... that is of course, since it is rare to go out for a stroll, naturally my mood is better," Yuan Che said.

She would not tell him about meeting Jun Xiaoyao.

Otherwise, the True Monarch Haotian might not let her go out again.

"Very well, Your Highness, I will take my leave first, but perhaps soon, the Immortal Court will hold the Ten Thousand Immortals Banquet," the True Monarch Haotian said.

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Banquet? Is something important happening?" Yuan Che asked.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Banquet was the highest-spec feast of the Immortal Court.

It was generally only held when something major happened or when there was an important celebration.

"You will know when the time comes." The True Monarch Haotian smiled appropriately, keeping her in suspense.

After the True Monarch Haotian left, Yuan Che's expression became dazed.

She even felt that meeting Xiang Junxiaoyao in the ten-mile peach forest was just a dream.

It was too dreamy, to the point of feeling somewhat unreal.

"Will he... keep his promise?"

Yuan Che's heart felt somewhat uneasy.

This feeling was very novel to her.

It was like the budding of a young girl's feelings for the first time.

To avoid suspicion from the True Monarch Haotian,

Yuan Che endured, and after a period of time, she asked the True Monarch Haotian to cover for her so she could go out.

The True Monarch Haotian did not suspect anything.

And when Yuan Che arrived at the ten-mile peach forest again,

she revealed a knowing smile.

Under the peach tree, the young man in white leaned idly, flowers fluttering.

"The face and the peach blossoms reflect each other in red"—although this is a phrase used to describe women,

at this moment, it was surprisingly fitting for the man who was as handsome as jade and as free as an immortal.

"Your Highness, I have kept my promise."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, raising his cup in welcome.

Yuan Che revealed a smile from the bottom of her heart.

This kind of smile had never appeared on her face before.

Afterward, they sat opposite each other, drinking and chatting.

Yuan Che felt very envious that Jun Xiaoyao had been to so many places.

"No wonder you are called Xiaoyao (Carefree); you are truly carefree and at ease," Yuan Che said.

"Becoming an immortal is easy, but being carefree is difficult."

"Even the legendary immortals who transcend shackles might not necessarily be as carefree as I am," Jun Xiaoyao laughed.

Yuan Che watched Jun Xiaoyao upon hearing this.

There was a strange brilliance in her eyes.

This was truly an extraordinary man who was free and unrestrained, letting his heart roam the world.

It seemed nothing could restrain him.

"By the way, I also brought a chessboard; accompany me for a game," Yuan Che said.

She took out the chessboard and pieces.

"This is..." Jun Xiaoyao looked over.

"This is a little toy I researched when I had nothing to do, called the Nine Armies Flag."

"Look, these pieces represent the Feather Kingdom, these represent the Spirit Kingdom... and this one, this is the Daughter Kingdom."

"The rules of this game are that the nine great kingdoms fight each other, competing for three heavenly secret realms..."

Yuan Che was in high spirits, explaining to Jun Xiaoyao.

It was like a child showing off her achievements.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, was slightly surprised.

Isn't this the nine great kingdoms and three secret realms of opportunity in the Forgotten Land?

Jun Xiaoyao played chess while pondering in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

Seeming to notice the strange look in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, Yuan Che looked up and asked.

"Nothing, Your Highness is truly intelligent; I have lost," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Who knew, Yuan Che puffed out her cheeks and said, "You are letting me win, aren't you?"

She could tell that Jun Xiaoyao was a person of great wisdom.

"Your Highness is the creator of this Nine Armies Flag; it is only natural that I lose to you," Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

Yuan Che stopped talking, but her face turned quietly crimson.

This feeling of being cared for and coaxed was quite nice.

And for a long time afterward, Yuan Che would occasionally find time to meet Jun Xiaoyao in the ten-mile peach forest.

The two gradually became familiar and could talk about anything.

Besides playing the Nine Armies Flag,

Jun Xiaoyao would also tell her some stories.

"Today, I will tell a story about the demon race."

"The demon race?" Yuan Che opened her eyes wide like a curious baby.

"Once upon a time, there were two snake spirits that had cultivated into essence, one white snake, one green snake..."

Jun Xiaoyao narrated slowly.

In the end, Yuan Che's eyes were red.

"Too pitiful. Why can't people who love each other be together? That stinky monk is too bad."

"In this world, not everything can go as one wishes," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Really... can it not?"

Yuan Che whispered, quietly leaning her head against Jun Xiaoyao's side.

Jun Xiaoyao naturally put his arm around Yuan Che's shoulder.

As naturally as an old scumbag who had experienced many ups and downs in love.

"Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers of her face, spring breezes brush the railing, dew glows thick."

"If not seen at the head of Qunyu Mountain, I would meet her under the moon at the Jade Terrace."

Hearing this poem, Yuan Che's face turned completely red.

She could tell that this poem was praising her peerless beauty.

It wasn't that she was easily moved.

It was just that the man before her was truly too excellent, almost perfect to the point of being dreamy.

He came and went freely, as carefree as the wind.

Although his background was mysterious, he was gentle and kind to her.

He didn't mind the inauspiciousness she carried at all.

He was even willing to touch her and wasn't afraid of being tainted by misfortune.

You must know, even the True Monarch Haotian, who often fawned over her, had never come within three feet of her.

Thinking of this, Yuan Che seemed to gather her courage and said,

"Yu Lang, do you know why I carry inauspiciousness?"

During this time, her relationship with Jun Xiaoyao had become intimate.

Because Jun Xiaoyao called himself Xiang Junxiaoyao, she called him Yu Lang.

"Why?"

A dark light flashed deep in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

"Because I am a great sinner," Yuan Che said.

"A great sinner? But you haven't committed any sins," Jun Xiaoyao said, slightly surprised.

"I don't know either. I have been an innate great sinner since birth. My father once mentioned it accidentally."

"Perhaps it is because of the Immortal Court's long rule, which accumulated quite a bit of blood and sin."

"And my father, Emperor Donghua, as the Lord of the Immortal Court, had this sin transferred to his daughter, which is me."

Yuan Che's tone was desolate, appearing pitiful.

One can imagine, she was clearly an innocent young girl,

yet she was born carrying the bloody sins of the entire Immortal Court.

How unfair this was to her fate.

"So that's how it is," Jun Xiaoyao said.

This last princess of the Ancient Immortal Court was truly quite miserable.

"Is there any way to solve it?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

Yuan Che sighed and said,

"There are only two ways now."

"One is to find someone else who can take on the great sin, but such people are too rare, and they wouldn't be willing to accept this sin."

"The other is to use the power of the two emperors, the Fuxi lineage and the Nuwa lineage of the Immortal Court, to suppress the sin within me, but that is not a simple method either."

Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly flashed.

He suddenly realized.

The power of the two emperors, the Fuxi lineage and the Nuwa lineage—isn't that exactly the Fuxi Huanggu Shengti and the Nuwa Huanggu Shengti? ===== CHAPTER 1283 =====