White Peony asked curiously, "Are you the teacher Sister Ying invited for me, specially to teach me magic tricks?"
In the past, Chun Ying had often taken her to visit all sorts of teachers—some taught music, chess, calligraphy, and painting; some taught poetry and song; others taught her how to speak and attend to people, and so on.
Seeing Ling Qing's little display, she had thought he was a performer of magic tricks.
Chun Ying hurriedly reminded her, "Peony, do not be rude. This is the Young Master's immortal art."
"It's fine! As it happens, she and I had some ties in our past lives." Ling Qing waved a hand, then said to White Peony, "You need not stand on too much ceremony when you see me in the future."
White Peony asked, "My past life? Do people really have past lives?"
"Of course they do." Ling Qing nodded.
"What was I like in my past life? How did I become acquainted with you?"
Ling Qing said, "In your past life, you were the Peony Fairy in the heavens. Because you committed an error, you were cast down into the mortal world to suffer.
"At an Immortal Peach Banquet, you once poured me a cup of wine. In this life, I have come to guide you to immortality."
"I don't want to become immortal." Upon hearing that he intended to guide her to immortality, White Peony instinctively refused.
Still deeply curious about what Ling Qing had said, she asked, "And besides, I only poured you a cup of wine. Why would that be worth your coming to guide me?
"And all this talk of the heavens and the mortal realm, of Immortal Peach Banquets—could it be that you're an immortal?"
"You no longer remember your past, so saying more is