Penglai was shrouded in a veil of ethereal mist. Flocks of celestial cranes circled in the sky above, bringing an air of auspiciousness.
Zhao Zhao stood under a peach tree in the courtyard, marveling at the wonder of this immortal mountain. It was amazing that peach blossoms could bloom in this season.
"Miss Zhao Zhao, Master said everything is ready and asked me to take you to the Fairy Spring Land." A young acolyte walked in from the courtyard gate and said respectfully to Zhao Zhao.
Zhao Zhao nodded and whispered her thanks, "Yes, thank you, little master."
She followed the young acolyte all the way through a peach blossom grove and arrived at a place called the Fairy Spring Land. There stood a Taoist priest in a black robe.
Zhao Zhao remembered her master's instructions. This should be the master of Penglai Mountain, the Taoist priest Ming Shuang.
"Master, I've brought the person."
"Okay, I see. You may leave first." The Taoist priest in the black robe spoke softly. It was actually a woman's voice, sounding cold and clear.
The young acolyte bowed and then withdrew.
The Fairy Spring Land was extremely quiet. Occasionally, the clear cries of a few celestial cranes could be heard. Zhao Zhao couldn't guess what the Taoist priest was thinking, nor did she know what to do next. All she could do was stand there in the breeze.
"Come closer. Let me take a good look at you." After about three minutes, the Taoist priest Ming Shuang finally spoke.
"Sure, okay." Zhao Zhao walked forward obediently. She found that the Taoist priest Ming Shuang was even younger than she had imagined. She wasn't as cold as her voice suggested. Instead, there was a gentle and warm smile on her face.
"In the blink of an eye, you've grown so big. I even held you in my arms when you were a child." Taoist priest Ming Shuang lovingly stroked her head.
Zhao Zhao felt that this line sounded oddly familiar, as if she had heard it in a TV drama. But she still found it strange.
Because she was a tree when she was a child! Who would hold a tree in their arms?
She thought maybe the Taoist priest Ming Shuang had made a mistake, but it didn't matter. Everyone had moments of poor memory. It was okay!
Zhao Zhao understood and accepted this matter.
The Taoist priest Ming Shuang watched the little girl lost in thought in front of her and couldn't help but smile. She thought Chong Ming was really lucky to have such an adorable little disciple.
Thinking that she could also experience the feeling of being a master today, the aloof Taoist priest Ming Shuang was a little excited inside.
"Your master Chong Ming should have told you that you should call me master when you're in Penglai, right?"
Zhao Zhao nodded obediently, "Yes, I know."
On Wutong Mountain, her master had told her that coming to Penglai was not only to let the Penglai Fairy Spring heal her injuries, but more importantly, Su Yuan was looking for her. This way was also a legitimate reason to leave the Chen family that night.
She couldn't let Su Yuan discover her identity as a demon. So Wutong Mountain must not be exposed. Of course, she couldn't let Su Yuan know that her master, the Chong Ming Bird, had taken her away.
In order to smoothly return to human society and maintain her human identity, Zhao Zhao and her third senior brother, Jian Yun, were sent to Penglai by their master.
Now Zhao Zhao and her third senior brother Jian Yun needed to recognize Ming Shuang as their master. Fortunately, what she had said before was that she had been adopted by a Taoist priest on a mountain.
Coincidentally, the Taoist priest Ming Shuang and Penglai Mountain all matched up, and there was also that aura of Xuanyuan.
Although this arrangement was well - thought - out, Zhao Zhao still couldn't be happy.
The human TV dramas said that one lie needed countless other lies to cover it up. Zhao Zhao deeply understood this.
But she didn't want to do this anymore. Su Yuan was so worried about her...
However, whether to do it or not couldn't be decided by her.
"Alright, don't think about so many things at such a young age. Come here. Master will channel her energy for you."
The Taoist priest Ming Shuang quickly got used to her new identity and made Zhao Zhao sit down.
When Su Yuan arrived at Penglai, the young acolytes on Penglai Mountain seemed to know why he had come. They bowed and then led him deep into Penglai.
"Honorable Lord Ying Long, please follow us. The girl you're looking for is on Penglai Mountain."
The young acolyte led the way in front, and Su Yuan followed behind, constantly thinking in his mind.
Not long after, Su Yuan saw from afar the figure that he had been yearning for in the hazy mist.
"Zhao Zhao!" Su Yuan's voice trembled. A usually steady person actually ran without caring about his image at this moment. Even the corners of his clothes revealed his eagerness.
Hearing the voice from behind, Ming Shuang thought that he had come really fast. Then she stood up and turned around to greet him.
"Honorable Lord Ying Long, what brings you to Penglai today?"
Su Yuan's eyes were glued to Zhao Zhao and didn't move at all. "You don't need to play dumb, Taoist priest."
Humph, this dragon was really as boring as ever. Ming Shuang complained about Su Yuan in her heart, but still had to put on a steady appearance on the surface.
"The person is here. My disciple has just recovered from her illness. Your honor, don't ask her too many questions. Just ask me if you have any concerns."
"Your disciple?"
"Exactly." Ming Shuang didn't show any intention of explaining. She said "excuse me" and then left, leaving Zhao Zhao sitting in meditation with her eyes closed and Su Yuan in a restless state.
The person who had made him worry all night was sitting right in front of him. Su Yuan was so excited that his hands trembled slightly.
He squatted down and stared at Zhao Zhao as if he couldn't get enough of looking at her.
After a moment, he reached out and gently brushed the fallen petals off Zhao Zhao's shoulder. His voice was hoarse beyond words, "Zhao Zhao, I'm here..."
Hearing the voice, Zhao Zhao opened her eyes. Although she had known that Su Yuan would come, she was still extremely happy.
Besides being happy, she also felt a bit aggrieved. She couldn't even explain clearly why she was aggrieved or what she was aggrieved about.
Her lips pouted, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Su Yuan..." She reached out her hands to be hugged. Anyway, she just wanted Su Yuan to hug her and say something nice to her like before.
This pitiful look made Su Yuan's heart ache. Without hesitation, he quickly hugged her in his arms and comforted her, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm here, I'm here. Don't be afraid."
She instinctively wanted to act coquettishly. Although she didn't understand what acting coquettishly meant at the moment, the first thing she asked when she opened her mouth was about the situation of others, "Are my cousin and Taotie okay?"
Although her senior brothers had told her once before, Zhao Zhao was still worried. She wanted to confirm it with Su Yuan again.
Su Yuan was momentarily at a loss. At that time, how could he care about others? His mind was full of Zhao Zhao...
But seeing the little girl so worried, Su Yuan sighed. He felt for a while through the forgotten little paper dragon. Everything in the Chen family was normal, and he could even hear the voices of Song Yao and Song Changyang. They should be okay.
"Taotie and Song Yao are fine. Their injuries weren't serious, and they've recovered now."
After getting the answer that everyone was safe and sound, Zhao Zhao finally had the time to feel sad about her own situation.
"Su Yuan, I'm so useless. I couldn't beat him..." She said these self - deprecating words, actually hoping that Su Yuan would console her.
Sure enough, Su Yuan patted her back, adjusted his embrace, and coaxed her gently, "No, he used dishonorable means. Our Zhao Zhao is very powerful, extremely powerful."
Watching Su Yuan hold Zhao Zhao tightly in his arms in an intimate manner, Ming Shuang, who was hiding behind the peach tree, twitched the corner of her mouth.
After a moment, Ming Shuang took out her notebook and scribbled something down. Then she left contentedly.
Great, there was now material for the creation of "The Cold - hearted Dragon Lord's Gentle Consolation".