'This...'
The instant he saw Yunxiao, Li Changshou's eyes narrowed. It felt as if someone had fiercely chiseled at his Dao heart with a wooden mallet, leaving him utterly dazed. Two lines of poetry he had quite liked in his previous life rose in his heart.
Clouds long for her robes, flowers long for her face; spring breeze brushes the railing, and dew glistens rich.
She emerged from the clouds and mist, riding a cloud with her hands behind her back. A faint smile shone in her eyes, shallow dimples hung at the corners of her lips, and everything from the tips of her hair to her fingertips had been exquisitely attended to.
Especially her soft hands—those ten slender fingers had all been touched with pinkish-white spirit powder, while delicate colored ribbons coiled around her wrists...
When had Yunxiao ever dressed up so meticulously?
Had he been overthinking things before?
This time, it was not that Martial Uncle Tongtian wanted to stir up trouble and had sent him into the Chaos Sea temporarily to keep him from being implicated;
It was simply that Martial Uncle Tongtian wanted to bring about his marriage with Yunxiao, using this to draw him one step closer to Jie Teaching?
This!
Why had he not said so earlier? Why not say it earlier!
Had the dignified Saint Lord really been stuck on the first floor all along?
If they were simply going to talk of love and life, why go to the perilous Chaos Sea?
Wasn't the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk far more appealing?
Li Changshou lowered his head to glance at Bai Ze by his feet, then raised his head to look at Jin Peng flying overhead. His heart twitched a few times, but a gentle smile appeared on his lips.
Having misunderstood the