bookcurios Chapter 213 Xuannv 77
Chapter 213 Xuannv 77
In the Taichen Palace, which was filled with carved beams and painted rafters and had an air of immortality, the tranquil atmosphere seemed to be gently broken by the words of Emperor Donghua: "You haven't been to Taichen Palace for a long time." His voice was cold, but it echoed with a subtle sense of melancholy in this empty palace.
Mo Yuan was dressed in a black robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, but his expression was a little more lonely and desolate than before. Hearing Donghua's words, he just nodded slightly and replied lightly, "Yes." Then he seemed to be trapped in a cage of silence and said no more. His former heroic demeanor and decisiveness were now covered by his deep restraint.
Emperor Donghua narrowed his narrow and long phoenix eyes slightly, his gaze was like a torch, and he locked his eyes on Mo Yuan tightly, asking, "What exactly did you see? What do you mean Shao Wan can be saved?" There was confusion in his eyes, as well as a hint of solemnity about the unknown.
Mo Yuan raised his head slightly, as if recalling the scene in the dark, and said slowly: "I didn't see the details, but I saw the future. The world will be clear in the future." His tone was steady, but it could not hide the fatigue and vicissitudes in it, as if he had gone through countless disasters for that glimpse of the future.
Emperor Donghua raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashed across his delicate face, and then he asked: "How did you do it?" His voice unconsciously lowered a few degrees, as if he had a premonition of a heavy answer.
Mo Yuan pursed his thin lips slightly, and the words he uttered were like a heavy hammer hitting the ground: "It's worth it." There was no hesitation or fear in those three words, only endless determination.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Donghua couldn't help but let out a long sigh, which was filled with helplessness and regret: "You really don't want to live anymore." His eyes were filled with complex emotions, including heartache for Mo Yuan's actions, as well as sighs for his obsession.
Pain emerged like a shadow from the depths of Mo Yuan's eyes, and his voice was hoarse but firm: "From the moment I lost Shao Wan, I didn't want to live." It was a grief that went deep into the bone marrow, the despair and unwillingness for the loss of a beloved, and it lingered in this Taichen Palace for a long time.
Donghua listened to what Mo Yuan said and said nothing more. Although he had always disliked Mo Yuan, he was his brother-in-law after all, so it was not right for him to care about it.
"Let's wait for the girl to wake up." Donghua said this and then fell silent. Mo Yuan also looked into the distance, his eyes revealing a trace of solemnity and expectation. Both of them were silently anxious for Jiaojiao to wake up soon, but one had a stern face and the other was reserved. Only the sound of the wind gently blew around them, as if telling the tranquility and solemnity of this moment.
After a while, Jiaojiao slowly woke up on the bed. She blinked her eyes and gradually regained consciousness. In her originally closed eyes, the light was flowing, just like a star falling into a deep lake, rippling. The fairy maid serving by the bed had been paying attention to her movements. When she saw her wake up, she quickly and lightly approached the bed, stretched out her hand and helped Jiaojiao up very carefully. At the same time, she uttered a voice as soft as the cry of an oriole: "Fairy, you are finally awake. Please follow me." After that, the fairy maid slightly turned sideways, stretched out her other hand to elegantly point the direction, and led Jiaojiao to the bathing pool in the side hall.
"Where is this?" Jiaojiao had just woken up from a deep sleep. Her head was still a little dizzy and her thoughts were not yet completely clear. She could only instinctively ask the fairy who was supporting her beside her.
"My dear fairy, this is Taichen Palace. My name is Qingyan. I am grateful to the Emperor for ordering me to serve you." The fairy Qingyan lowered her head and closed her eyes, speaking softly and respectfully. Her body leaned forward slightly, and her sleeves fell naturally with her movement. Her respectful demeanor seemed to be a portrayal of the dignified and solemn atmosphere of Taichen Palace. Her every word and action strictly abided by the palace rules and etiquette, and she did not dare to slack off in the slightest.
"Taichen Palace? How did I get here? I clearly remember that I was in the Ten-Li Peach Forest before." Jiaojiao raised her head slightly, her beautiful eyes full of confusion and puzzlement, and her soft words carried a hint of bewilderment about the unknown and attachment to the peach forest in her memory.
"Fairy, I really don't know the reason, I only know that you were brought back by the Emperor himself." Qingyan bowed respectfully, her expression calm and restrained, without any extra curiosity or inquiry, she just steadily brought Jiaojiao to the bathing pool. Then, she turned around quietly, moved lightly with lotus steps, and carefully prepared clothes for Jiaojiao. Several fairies had been waiting by the bathing pool, and when they saw Jiaojiao approaching, they all stepped forward and wanted to help Jiaojiao wash.
"No, I'm not used to being served by others. I can do it myself. You guys go out first." Jiaojiao's cheeks flushed slightly, with a bit of shyness and discomfort. Although her words were gentle, they revealed an unquestionable determination. The fairies beside the bath looked at each other, all tactfully put on their clothes and bowed, and then slowly retreated. Their footsteps were as light as if they were touching the water surface, without making the slightest noise. In an instant, Jiaojiao was the only one left in the room, and a quiet and slightly empty atmosphere quietly spread.
"Xiao Yu, what is going on?" Jiao Jiao's eyes were filled with confusion and anxiety, her brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice. She eagerly grabbed Xiao Yu's arm, as if she wanted to get a clear answer from Xiao Yu immediately.
"Sister, it is absolutely true that it was Emperor Donghua who brought you here. When I think about it carefully, I'm afraid he used his supreme magic to calculate that you are a variable in the chess game of heaven and earth, so he brought you here." Xiaoyu's face was serious and solemn, his eyes showed wisdom and insight, and he spoke slowly and clearly, trying to use a steady tone to soothe Jiaojiao's panicked heart.
"Then Shaoyang... has his memory recovered?" Jiaojiao's heart instantly rose to her throat, her lips turned slightly pale, her eyes were full of anxiety and expectation, those eyes were like a drowning person clutching the last straw, staring at Xiaoyu intently, not missing any slight change in expression on the other's face.
"Not yet, sister. Although I have tried my best to send Shaoyang's soul to the side of Emperor Donghua here, the rules and trajectory of this world have quietly changed. Therefore, Shaoyang is still in a deep sleep, and the impact he has on Emperor Donghua of this world is far less strong than imagined." Xiaoyu shook her head gently, a trace of helplessness and regret flashed in her eyes, and after sighing, she slowly explained to Jiaojiao.
"Forget it, as long as it can help nourish Shaoyang's soul, nothing else matters." Jiaojiao closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her inner waves. After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes. Although there was still a trace of worry in her eyes, there was more of a calmness and open-mindedness. In her heart, as long as Shaoyang's soul could be safe and sound, she was willing to silently endure all the hardships and unknowns encountered in this strange place.
Time passed slowly and quietly, and soon, Jiaojiao had finished washing. At this time, the fairies who had just left as told gathered around Jiaojiao with light and agile movements, like stars twinkling in the quiet night sky. In their hands, they held exquisite and finely embroidered clothes, as well as ornaments that shone with bright light and were delicately carved. The fairies had clear division of labor, some gently held up the clothes, some carefully combed Jiaojiao's long hair, and some were concentrating on putting on ornaments for her. Everyone had a respectful and pious expression on their faces, and they carefully served Jiaojiao in dressing up.
After Jiaojiao was dressed up from head to toe to look bright and charming, she walked out of Changle Hall with lotus steps. Looking up, she saw that in the courtyard, Emperor Donghua and Lord Moyuan were like two gods, standing quietly with their hands behind their backs. Emperor Donghua had an upright posture, and his purple clothes fluttered lightly in the wind, which further highlighted his extraordinary temperament; Lord Moyuan was dressed in a black robe, with a stern look, and exuded an aura of majesty without anger. Jiaojiao's heart suddenly shuddered, and she quickly quickened her pace, walking forward lightly like a smart little deer, and then saluted with a graceful posture, and her posture was like a weak willow swaying in the wind, showing her softness and beauty, and she said softly at the same time: "Greetings to the Emperor, and greetings to Lord Moyuan."
"Get up, little fox." Emperor Donghua raised his eyes slightly, his gaze was like a cold lightning, just a light glance, but it seemed to contain enough power to shake the heavens and the earth, which made Jiaojiao's heart tremble.
"Emperor, I don't know..." Jiaojiao was about to ask, but was hindered by her inner nervousness and doubts. When the words came to her lips, they turned into a murmur that she wanted to say but stopped.
"Tell me where you are from and what is your relationship with Zi Ning." Emperor Donghua interrupted her before she could say anything. His cold voice seemed to come from a deep spring in a distant cold night, icy and bone-chilling, yet with an irresistible majesty.
“Doesn’t the Emperor already know about it?” Jiaojiao raised her head slightly, with a barely perceptible cunning glimmer in her eyes, as if she was trying to hide her inner uneasiness, and as if she was trying to contend with the majesty of Emperor Donghua, responding unwillingly.
"I have heard so little. What are you going to do next, savior?" Emperor Donghua pressed on step by step. His eyes were like two burning flames, hot and sharp, as if they wanted to penetrate Jiaojiao's eyes, go deep into her soul, and reveal all her secrets one by one.
Jiaojiao knew in her heart that even if she had a thousand words to say, she would not be able to escape the fate of confessing under the current circumstances. So, she gently raised the corners of her mouth and showed a faint smile, which was like a flower quietly blooming in spring, soft and charming. Then, she walked towards the table where Donghua and Mo Yuan had just sat, and sat down lightly on the empty chair next to it. Raising her hand, she elegantly poured herself a cup of fragrant tea. The green tea soup rippled slightly in the cup, exuding a lingering fragrance. Jiaojiao took a sip, feeling the warmth and sweetness of the tea soup spreading on the tip of her tongue. After closing her eyes slightly to savor it for a moment, she slowly said: "This matter is a long story, and let me answer them one by one for the emperor."
Jiaojiao raised her head slightly, looked at Emperor Donghua and Lord Moyuan calmly, and said softly: "Emperor, Lord Moyuan, I am not from this world, my original name is Jiaojiao. One day, the Heavenly Dao suddenly appeared in front of me, its aura was vast and boundless, and I knew that this matter was extraordinary."
She paused, sorted out her thoughts and continued, "Tian Dao told me in detail about the retracing of the events of Tian Dao, saying that because the plot was messed up, I was needed to help repair it. When I first came into this body, this body was just an insignificant and humiliated three-tailed fox of the Black Fox Clan. In the clan, I was bullied by my own people every day, and my life was miserable."
At this point, Jiaojiao seemed to be lost in memories, and after a moment he continued, "However, by chance, I was able to refine my bloodline and gradually improve my strength. Because I know your past experiences, I understand that if I want to fulfill my responsibility of restoration, I must take action and cannot be trapped in the small world of the Black Fox Clan. So, I resolutely left the Black Fox Clan and embarked on a long journey of travel. I experienced many hardships along the way, just to accumulate merits, hoping to play a role in this matter of restoring the plot. Although I am insignificant, I also want to do my best to live up to the trust of heaven, and I also hope to find my own value and meaning in this different world."
"So, what exactly did you do? And what changes did you cause?" Emperor Donghua leaned forward slightly, his eyes, deep and boundless like the cold stars in the night sky, fixed tightly on Jiaojiao. Wherever his eyes reached, there seemed to be a tangible pressure, as if he wanted to analyze the deepest secrets in her heart one by one.
After hearing Jiaojiao's statement, Lord Mo Yuan slowly turned his head, and a hint of curiosity quietly emerged on his cold and majestic face. That inquiring gaze was like a substance, projected directly on Jiaojiao, eager to know which key chess pieces she had moved in this chess game of heaven and earth.
"I first reshaped the trajectory of my own destiny. During the long journey of accumulating merits in this mortal world, by the miraculous effect of chance and coincidence, I seemed to be drawn by a mysterious force and accidentally came to the holy land of Master Zi Ning's inheritance. Thanks to the favor of God and the grace of my ancestors, I was fortunate to inherit my master's mantle, and after going through numerous tests and hardships, I finally successfully transformed into a six-tailed purple fox. From then on, I also understood the extremely respected and important status of the Zi Ning lineage in the fox clan." Jiaojiao raised her head slightly, her expression calm and frank, her voice unhurried, like a gurgling stream.
"Since you have obtained Zi Ning's inheritance, what situation is Zi Ning in now?" Lord Mo Yuan frowned slightly, forming a faint "川" character, and his voice was low and mellow, like a huge bell, asking seriously and solemnly.
"Now, I'm afraid that Master has completely disappeared in this vast universe. I still remember that when I left, I was already aware that her breath was weak and unstable, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time. At that time, I had a bad feeling in my heart." Jiaojiao sighed softly, and a hint of sadness that was difficult to conceal flashed quietly in her eyes, mixed with a trace of regret and melancholy.