Yao Guang had deliberately asked Li Wuxian to come in the morning, naturally because the atmosphere in the morning differed from that at night. Sitting in the courtyard amid peach blossoms on all sides, with morning sunlight spilling down, all one felt was freshness, fragrance, and an open heart.
Unlike beneath the quiet moon, where peach shadows blurred and ambiguity defied words.
She had overthought it. Qin Yi truly had no such intentions at the moment; he simply sincerely wanted to see his disciple.
He had always felt that Wu Xian was pitiful.
Using the word "pitiful" for a sovereign of humanity... perhaps others would find it somewhat jarring, but from Qin Yi's perspective, all statuses were hollow. Only the heartache was real.
He took Wu Xian's hand and strolled through the peach grove, admiring the garden's beauty together.
Li Wuxian happily clung to his arm, her smile blooming like a flower. "Master, the scenery of the heavens is prettier than my Imperial Palace. Do you think I should transplant some immortal plants when I return?"
"That would burden the people and drain the treasury." Qin Yi scraped her nose. "These aren't immortal plants at all. They're just peach blossoms found everywhere in the mortal world."
"Then why had I never noticed that peach blossoms were so beautiful before?"
"Because you were occupied with state affairs and rarely paid attention to such things."
"That's not it."
"Hm?"
"It's because Master never accompanied me on a stroll through the garden before." Li Wuxian softly chanted, "On that day, at that hour, within these gates, beneath the peach tree we first met. I saw only the immortal planting peach trees, never heard of the immortal admiring blossoms' red. Morning after morning, I waited for the immortal's regard; day after day, peach blossoms