"Your Excellency, are you awake? We still need to go and pay respects to the God - Lord today."
As Lu Ran's voice came from outside the door, Yaohua on the couch also opened her eyes.
Looking at the scene in front of her, she felt a momentary daze. After Chongming lifted the red veil last night, he made a makeshift bed on the floor by himself and didn't do anything with her.
"Today, the God - Lord will bestow his blessing upon us." Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Chongming thought she didn't want to go with him. His expression dimmed. "If you don't want to go, then... you don't have to."
The bright red wedding robe made his features look even more handsome and softened his usual coldness and sense of distance.
Yaohua got up briskly and blurted out, "How could I not want to? Let's set off now!"
All immortal couples recognized by the Celestial Realm have to receive the God - Lord's blessing on the second day after their wedding. In her girlhood, she had fantasized countless times about becoming her master's proper wife.
Unexpectedly, after going through many twists and turns, she fulfilled this wish in the illusory realm of his spiritual consciousness.
Seeing that she agreed so quickly, a surprised smile appeared on Chongming's lips. His eyes were filled with tenderness, like thousands of peach blossoms in full bloom, exuding boundless charm.
Yaohua was so entranced that she stared blankly. Since she met him, he had always been the high - and - mighty God. Even when he doted on her, he was restrained, polite, and reserved.
Even when she took advantage of her identity and happily threw herself into his arms, she could still feel his sense of aloofness.
She always thought it was the noble bearing of a God who had seen through all things in the world. But at this moment, Chongming was no different from an ordinary man.
"Why are you always looking at me? Did I do something wrong?" Chongming's eyes flickered, and his smile faded. He asked cautiously.
Yaohua shook her head, her heart filled with mixed emotions. "It's nothing. I was just thinking about why you would marry me."
The illusory realm in the spiritual consciousness represents the most real desire in the owner's heart. Was her master's desire to marry her?
Just as she was thinking, Chongming came up to her and stared at her quietly, looking a bit guilty. "Are you resenting me? I shouldn't have taken advantage of the situation and forced you to marry me..."
Time went back three days ago. The Phoenix Clan was attacked by the Heavenly Demon Clan. Qingcang was seriously injured. Seeing that the Phoenix Clan was about to be annihilated, Chongming led his troops in a hurry and repelled the demons.
Qingcang was very grateful and didn't know how to repay him.
Looking at Yaohua who was bandaging Qingcang's wound, he blurted out without thinking, "I've admired Yaohua for a long time. I wonder if I could... could..."
After hesitating for a moment, Qingcang sighed. "Alright, then I'll marry Yaohua to you."
After hearing the whole story, Yaohua's expression became a bit strange. "So in just three days, you prepared the wedding and married me. Isn't it too hasty?"
Lu Ran popped his head out from the door and said with a smile, "Princess, you can't wrong our God. Since you came of age, he's been thinking about how to win your heart. Even the God - Lord knows his feelings. So this wedding has been in preparation for a long time. It's not hasty at all!"
A faint blush appeared on Chongming's face. "I originally just wanted to ask your father if he could give me a chance to court you. I didn't expect him to agree to the marriage right away."
On the way to the God - Lord's Hall, he wasn't as taciturn as he was in the real world. Instead, he was gentle and considerate, and took the initiative to find topics to talk about.
In this illusory realm, many things were reversed. They were still master and disciple, and the God - Lord didn't make things difficult for them. Instead, he supported this marriage.
Chongming took the initiative to pursue her. Since his feelings were so obvious, everyone in the four seas knew about it.
But she was innocent and didn't understand love.
In front of the God - Lord's Hall, Chongming suddenly stopped.
She looked at him in confusion and saw him blushing as he said, "Can I hold your hand?"
His voice was low, and the tender affection in his eyes was like a tangible thread, twining around her.
Yaohua nodded slightly, and then her hand was tightly held by his big hand. He was so overjoyed that he didn't know what to do. His eyes were bright, and besides love, there was also a hint of possessiveness.
Although she knew it was an illusion, she still felt a bit shy under his gaze. She subconsciously tried to pull her hand back, but he refused to let go. Instead, he leaned forward, reached out to tuck a stray hair behind her ear, and said intoxicatedly, "Yaohua, you like me too, don't you?"
"Are you sure you want to flirt outside the God - Lord's Hall?" A helpless voice came from inside the hall, and the door boomed open.
The venerable former God - Lord sat in the hall, his expression a bit teasing.
He waved his hand, and a red thread flew out, properly twining around their wrists and finally disappearing.
The fall of the former God - Lord had always been a pain in Chongming's heart. So in this illusory realm, he made up for this regret.
After that, the two of them spent a sweet period. During this time, Yaohua was always looking for a way to wake him up. She even tried to kill the former God - Lord, but once she touched the former God - Lord, time would reverse and reset.
When he lifted the red veil for the forty - ninth time, there was a subtle change in Chongming's expression.
Frowning, he murmured, "Yaohua, I should be happy to marry you, but this scene seems to have happened many times. I..."
His hand trembled, and the red veil fell to the ground.
Yaohua said excitedly, "Chongming, do you remember?"
Chongming covered his head, looking in pain. The thick fog rushed in from all around, destroying all the scenery.
"Warning!" The voice of the system suddenly sounded. "Once Chongming discovers that the host is not a product of his spiritual consciousness, the host will be erased by the ancient god's protective spiritual power. Please soothe his emotions as soon as possible to prevent him from noticing anything strange."
But Yaohua shook her head. "No. I have a feeling that this is a good opportunity to break the deadlock. Moreover, he won't hurt me."
She came to Chongming's side. "Master, I'm Yaohua. You lost your consciousness and fell into an illusory realm. I'm here to wake you up!"
Chongming looked up blankly. The moment she revealed her identity, the fog around them turned into sharp swords and slashed at her.
Her soul was vulnerable in front of the power of the ancient god. Before she could react, the sword tips were already in front of her.
But they were blocked by a transparent spiritual light shield.
Although Chongming didn't believe her words, he still instinctively cast a spell to protect her.
The memory fragments from the previous forty - nine times rushed into his body from nowhere. He looked deeply at Yaohua, his eyes filled with endless love and sadness. His figure gradually disappeared in the spiritual consciousness.
And Yaohua returned to her own body.
Yaoyao said happily, "Father's consciousness no longer shows signs of collapse. You're really amazing. You woke him up in less than half an incense stick's time."
Yaohua slowly sat on the ground, breathing the fresh but faintly violent air in the God's Tomb. Her mind was in a mess.
On the opposite side, Chongming slowly opened his eyes, looking blank. "What just happened to me?"