The days passed day by day in this calm and novel atmosphere.
Long Ji found that he seemed to be obsessed with this place.
Skeleton Mountain Goddess Palace, this magical cave that Heavenly Court immortals say is comparable to Jiuyou Blood Sea, has become the most relaxing and comfortable place for her since she was born.
There is no Grand Pure Palace's cold and suffocating majesty here, no restraints from Heavenly Law's heavenly rules at every turn, and no hypocritical faces that appear to be respectful but are actually distant.
Here, everything is so real and so vivid.
She could ignore the princess's manners and argue with senior sister Shi Ji over the layout of a formation node. In the end, the two of them crawled out of a pile of discarded formation disks in disgrace and looked at each other with a smile, without any barriers.
She can also sit quietly next to Fairy Chang'e under the moonlight and listen to her play music she has never heard before. The sound is not as grand and solemn as Heavenly Court's Immortal Music, but it has a trace of yearning for freedom and can always easily touch her heartstrings.
She most likes to listen to Aunt Yao Ji telling stories about the world.
Those short mortal lives, the ups and downs, the joys and sorrows, all turned into touching legends in the words of Aunt Yao Ji.
Compared with Heavenly Court's eternal biographies of immortals, these stories full of fireworks have a fatal attraction for Long Ji.
Occasionally, she can still see Qin Feng.
That man always seemed busy and always free.
Most of the time, he just lay on the rocking chair, closing his eyes and concentrating, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
But sometimes, when Senior Sister Shi Ji came to ask for advice holding an ancient formation diagram that he had been pondering for hundreds of years but could not figure out, he just lazily opened his eyes and randomly clicked on the diagram twice.
The problem that has troubled Shi Ji for hundreds of years has been solved.
Every time at this time, Long Ji could see the cold face of senior sister Shi Ji, showing unabashed admiration and admiration.
Another time, Fairy Chang'e composed a new piece of music, but there was a syllable that could not be blended as intended, causing the whole piece to seem a bit stagnant.
Qin Feng just passed by and listened for a while, and then said casually, "The pure and the turbid are exchanged, and the palace merchants are hanging upside down. Try it?"
Fairy Chang'e stood there dumbly as if struck by lightning. Then he was ecstatic and hurried back to Moon Laurel Tree. When he played the piano again, the sounds of nature lingered around the beams, attracting hundreds of birds to come.
This man is unfathomably powerful and mysterious like chaos.
His every move, every word and every action carries an irresistible charm.
Long Ji found that his eyes always wanted to pursue that white figure uncontrollably.
The longer you look, the deeper you sink.
Until one day, when she once again listened to a story about mortal heroes from her aunt Yao Ji, and was sitting alone by the stream in the back mountain of the Goddess Palace in a daze, an idea emerged from the deepest part of her heart without any warning.
If...
How great would it be if it could continue like this?
As soon as this idea appeared, Long Ji himself was shocked.
She stood up suddenly, feeling panicked.
What are you thinking about?
I am the princess of Heavenly Court and the daughter of Imperial Father!
How can you have such treasonous thoughts?
But the more she suppressed it, the more crazily that thought grew, like a vine taking root in her heart, wrapping her heart tighter and tighter.
Go back?
Back to the Heavenly Court that was magnificent but as cold as a tomb?
To face that Imperial Father who is so majestic but has never given me any real care?
When he thought of these, Long Ji felt a chill and resistance in his bones.
She paced back and forth by the stream irritably, her mind was in a state of confusion, and her beautiful face was filled with lingering worries and sorrows.
She was struggling alone like this, and she didn't even notice that there was someone behind her.
"Still worried about you Imperial Father?"
A plain, yet playful voice sounded behind her without any warning.
Long Ji stiffened and turned around like a frightened deer.
What caught her eye was the source of her unhappiness, that handsome face that didn't look like a mortal.
Qin Feng didn't know when, but he had stood behind her silently, looking at her with a half-smile.
"I... I didn't!"
Long Ji almost subconsciously opened his mouth to refute, but as soon as he spoke, he realized that under the gaze of those deep eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything, any excuse seemed so feeble.
A blush rose uncontrollably on her cheeks, and she lowered her head guiltily.
Qin Feng didn't criticize her, he just walked slowly to her side, looking at the billowing sea of clouds in the distance, and spoke in a casual tone.
"You Imperial Father sent you here as a lobbyist as a chess piece."
This sentence is like a needle, accurately piercing the place in Long Ji's heart that he least wants to admit but cannot deny.
Her body trembled slightly.
Qin Feng ignored her reaction and continued, "The fate of chess pieces is to be manipulated by others and discarded after use. Are you willing to do so?"
Long Ji raised his head suddenly, biting his lips, his eyes full of unwillingness, but he did not speak.
Because she had no way to refute.
Looking at her stubborn look, Qin Feng's lips curved into a faint smile.
"Since you are not willing to be a chess piece, why not try... to turn against the guest and be the chess player yourself?"
Boom!
Mainly anti-customer?
You... become a chess player?
These four words, like a World Creation divine thunder, exploded in Long Ji's mind, making her completely confused.
She stared at Qin Feng blankly, her mind went blank, and she could hardly understand the meaning of this sentence.
Qin Feng turned his head, met her blank gaze, and said clearly word by word, "You can stay here, there is no need to go back."
"For the outside world, it is claimed that it is to mediate the increasingly tense relationship between Heavenly Court and the Immortal Alliance. It is you who took the initiative to ask for help to share the worries of you Imperial Father."
"In this case, you are not the hostage I am holding, but Heavenly Court's envoy to the Immortal Alliance."
Qin Feng's words, one after another, were like peeling off a cocoon and pulling out silk, opening the door to a new world for Long Ji that she had never imagined.
Long Ji's eyes grew wider and wider, and his breathing became rapid.
She thought along the lines of Qin Feng, her heart beating wildly uncontrollably.
Yes!
Messenger!
Stay as an envoy!
In this way, he is not forced to stay, but takes the initiative to take on important responsibilities!
This not only allows her to stay in this place where she feels free and happy, but also saves her and Imperial Father's face in front of the Heavenly Court immortals!
It can even show your ability and responsibility!
This...
This is simply killing three birds with one stone, no, it is a wonderful trick that kills several birds with one stone!
The dead situation that had troubled her for so many days was actually solved by him in such an understatement and in just a few words!
This man... how does his brain grow?
After thinking about all this, the way Long Ji looked at Qin Feng completely changed.
If it was fear, curiosity, and appreciation before, now, there is only complete and heartfelt admiration and... gratitude.
"I..."
Long Ji opened his mouth and was so excited that he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time. He could only nodded vigorously, with an unprecedented bright light shining in his beautiful eyes.
Seeing her cute and enlightened look, Qin Feng smiled approvingly.
He naturally reached out his hand and gently pushed a strand of Long Ji's hair that was blown by the mountain wind behind her ear.
His fingertips inadvertently touched her earlobe, which was as gentle as jade.
Long Ji's body trembled violently, as if it was electrocuted.
An indescribable numbness instantly spread from her earlobes throughout her body, causing her to freeze in place.
There was a roar on his cheek, as if two balls of flame were ignited, and it instantly became hot.
Her heart was like ten thousand deer, running rampant in her chest and almost jumping out of her throat.
Just when she was at a loss and her mind went blank, Qin Feng's gentle voice with a hint of smile sounded softly in her ears.
"A smart girl never has bad luck."
After saying that, Qin Feng retracted his hand, turned around and left leisurely, leaving only a chic back.
Long Ji stood there blankly for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.
She subconsciously reached out her hand and gently touched her still hot cheek, feeling the heartbeat that was about to explode.
In my mind, the last words of Qin Feng kept echoing, and...
There was a faint, but extremely domineering aura left on his fingertips.