With one bite, Yun Qing's eyes immediately brightened. Before he knew it, he had devoured the entire Vermilion Fruit in just a few mouthfuls.
Seeing how much he enjoyed it, a smile rippled through Yun Si's phoenix eyes. "They're all yours."
Beside them, Ji Huang glanced up at the fruit platter and gave a soft scoff. "Something only children would like."
Yun Qing paid him no mind. Holding the platter of Vermilion Fruits, he thanked Yun Si beside him with smiling eyes.
"Thank you, Mother~"
Then, noticing that Yun Si's teacup was empty, he picked up the jade pot, carefully poured a fresh cup of hot tea, and placed it by her hand.
Yun Si's phoenix eyes softened; Ji Huang's sharpened.
"Putting on that sweet, fawning act again."
Yun Qing lowered his head and bit into a Vermilion Fruit, pretending not to hear.
Tea steam drifted lazily, and flower shadows fell across the table. The three of them sat in the pavilion, trading remarks back and forth. Even Ji Huang offered a few extra words.
Though most of them were expressions of disdain.
Sitting beside them, Yun Si listened as one spoke warmly with a smile and the other retorted with a cold face. As she lowered her eyes to drink her tea, the corners of her lips could not help lifting.
Looking back afterward, those many years truly deserved to be called peaceful, tranquil days.
There was no overturning of heaven and earth, no collapse of the Immortal Court, no blood and fire stretching across ten thousand ages. Yun Qing and Ji Huang grew taller in turn. One stepped from mortal life into cultivation, catching up to the world one step at a time; the other soared ever upward on his peerless talent.
They sat side by side in