Empress Nuwa Must Also Share the Favor

On the "Heavenly Emperor's Schedule" on the Immortal Net, Qin Feng casually updated a new schedule.

Nothing to do today, tomorrow to be determined.

This seemingly ordinary post has sparked a thousand-word essay in the minds of netizens across the entire Immortal Net community for gossip and speculation).

"Nothing's wrong? How could that be! Have you forgotten who in His Heavenly Emperor's harem hasn't been chosen yet?"

"Hiss--! You mean... Nuwa, the Empress Nuwa?"

"Besides that supreme Sage Empress, who else could it be? I bet today is a special time for His Heavenly Emperor and Empress Nuwa! The reason we haven't announced it is because the Sage Empress is too shy to reveal it!"

"That makes sense! This is called trying to cover up the truth! I understand! His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor Emperor's love is restrained and profound!"

It must be said that sometimes the public's imagination can fill in the gaps more closely than the truth itself.

At this moment, the Wa Palace did indeed welcome an uninvited guest.

Without giving any prior notice, Qin Feng appeared silently deep within the palace, as if returning to his own home.

He did not see the welcoming scene he had imagined; the vast palace seemed rather desolate.

Nuwa sat quietly on her cloud bed, neither cultivating nor arranging her Mountain and River Diagram. She simply rested her chin on her hand, her gaze piercing through the clouds as she silently watched the human race thriving on the vast land below.

Her face held a hint of maternal joy, but also a subtle, almost imperceptible, sense of melancholy.

It's like watching your children, whom you raised with so much care, all become successful and live good lives, while you, the mother, are forgotten in a corner.

Qin Feng found it amusing, so he quietly stepped forward, reached out from behind, and gently wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

The warm touch made Nuwa stiffen slightly, but she quickly relaxed. She knew who it was without even turning around.

"What, is our Holy Empress jealous too?"

Qin Feng rested his chin on Nuwa's fragrant shoulder, his warm breath brushing against her ear, his tone full of teasing.

"Nonsense!"

Nuwa gave him a coquettish glare, but didn't break free from his embrace. Instead, she leaned back and spoke in a sour tone.

"He's a sage, he's long since severed all worldly desires and emotions, why would he be jealous of those younger sisters? I'm merely observing the development of humanity and comprehending the Great Dao."

She herself didn't believe that she said it.

Qin Feng laughed heartily, pulled her up from the cloud bed, and took her soft, boneless little hand in his.

"Very well, very well, our Great Sage is of profound understanding; I was judging him by my own petty standards."

As he spoke, he pulled the somewhat reluctant Nuwa outside.

"Today, I'm taking you to a special place."

Nuwa was taken aback, thinking that Qin Feng was going to take her to some chaotic secret realm or to open up some new temple. But to her surprise, Qin Feng did not take her to any sacred or solemn place.

With a mere wave of his hand, the saintly robes and boundless divine light emanating from the two instantly vanished, transforming them into two ordinary mortals in simple clothes. Qin Feng became a handsome scholar with an ethereal air, while Nuwa became a stunningly beautiful young lady from a prominent family.

The next second, time and space shifted.

The Immortal Qi, otherworldly atmosphere vanished, replaced by a cacophony of voices and the bustling aroma of cooking.

They descended upon one of the most prosperous capital cities of the human race.

The streets were bustling with traffic, the cries of vendors rose and fell, the laughter of children filled the air, and the aroma of various foods permeated the atmosphere.

Nuwa was somewhat bewildered.

How long has it been since she, as a mortal, walked on this land she created with her own hands?

Ten thousand years? One hundred thousand years? Or even longer?

Looking at the vibrant faces around her, at the joys and sorrows they displayed, she felt momentarily at a loss.

"Let's go, my wife."

Qin Feng tightened his grip on her hand, and like any ordinary young couple, they merged into the crowd.

They first stopped at a stall selling candied hawthorns. Qin Feng bought two skewers and handed one to Nuwa.

Nuwa looked at the bright red, glistening fruit and hesitated.

The body of a sage is no longer tainted by worldly affairs.

"Try it, this is the crystallization of your children's wisdom." Qin Feng smiled, took a bite first, and made a crisp sound.

Nuwa imitated him and carefully took a small bite.

The sweet and sour flavors exploded on the taste buds instantly.

It wasn't the fragrance of some Spiritual Fruit, nor the richness of some celestial wine; it was simply the purest, most direct flavor, belonging to the mortal realm.

Nuwa's eyes lit up instantly.

She dragged Qin Feng along to a shop selling cosmetics and face powder. Although she had no use for them, she still spent a long time picking them out with great interest.

They squeezed through the crowd, listening to the storyteller's animated tale of "The New Heavenly Emperor's Wrath for a Beauty, the Great Sage Become Prisoners." At the most exciting parts, the surrounding mortals cheered. Nuwa couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, secretly glancing at the "New Heavenly Emperor" beside her, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

They also found a riverside restaurant, ordered a few simple dishes made by ordinary people, and watched people come and go outside the window, watching the sunset dye the river surface into gold.

Nuwa saw young men and women arguing over trivial matters, and then awkwardly making up.

She saw an elderly man with white hair, holding his toddler's hand, his face full of love.

She saw a spirited young man, talking loudly on the street, dreaming of future fame and success.

These are the creatures she created with her own hands.

They are no longer ants at the mercy of others in the Primordial World, nor pawns in the Saintly Gambit. They possess genuine joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness; they have the right to pursue happiness; and they have their own civilization and their own joys and sorrows.

Looking at all this, Nuwa felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

This satisfaction, originating from the depths of her soul and the very source of creation, brought her more fulfillment and joy than any profound understanding of the laws of nature.

She turned her head and quietly looked at the man beside her.

It was he who gave humanity all of this.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Nuwa gently nestled on Qin Feng's shoulder, her voice as soft as a breeze.

"Qin Feng, thank you."

"This makes me happier than any Innate Supreme Treasure you could give me."

Qin Feng didn't speak, but simply reached out and pulled her closer. He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on Nuwa's smooth forehead.

"Your child is my child."

His voice was deep and firm, carrying an undeniable promise.

"I will protect their happiness."

At this moment, the sage of the Wa Palace and the guardian deity of the human race achieved an unprecedented level of profound harmony on a spiritual level.

No words are needed; a single glance speaks volumes.

The simple pleasures of everyday life are what truly soothe the soul.