Chapter 190 The Goddess Loves Me (Finale)

New Year’s Eve.

Yaoyao and Liu Yingtao decorated the temple in a festive manner.

Yaoyao held her face in her hands, looking at the red silk and big red lanterns in the palace, and suddenly felt discouraged: “What’s the point of decorating so beautifully? The master hasn’t woken up yet, and Her Royal Highness the Princess has also run away…”

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, and she couldn’t help crying.

Liu Yingtao curled her lips: “The Demon Emperor is in a coma, not dead, and Sister Xiao is only going to the north to provide disaster relief, so why do you say he’s gone? You’re howling here on New Year’s Day, it’s annoying to hear!”

She covered her ears and turned her back angrily.

Yaoyao stopped howling, sniffed, and suddenly ran to the window.

She pushed open the stained glass window.

It was pitch black outside the palace, and snow was raging in the distance, so she could not see anything.

She couldn’t help murmuring: “Liu Yingtao, when will spring come?”

Liu Yingtao patted her comfortingly: “Just keep an eye on me. When I bloom, spring will come!”

The stars move and the snow melts.

Early that morning, Yaoyao suddenly hugged Liu Yingtao’s head and said, “Bloom, bloom! Liu Yingtao, you bloom!”

She stared in surprise at the cherry blossom that appeared on the other person’s head, and was so happy that she didn’t know what to do.

“Go away! If you want to bloom, then bloom. Why are you holding my head?!”

The two were arguing loudly when a shadow suddenly fell behind them.

The two were silent for a moment and slowly turned back.

The young man stood there with his hands in his pockets, his long black hair hanging lazily to the ground. He was wearing a dark green Taoist robe with wide sleeves. He was thin and tall. He looked listless due to a serious illness, and seemed to have a bit of hostility. His long eyebrows and drooping fox eyes were green, which was intimidating.

“Master, Master, Master, Master…”

“Demon, demon, demon, demon, demon emperor…”

Yaoyao and Liu Yingtao stuttered.

Shang Bingjiu’s eyes fell on Liu Yingtao’s head and he curled his thin lips: “It has bloomed.”

He suddenly stretched out his hand.

His hands were pale and slender, and his sharp nails had the dark blue color only found on animals.

He picked the cherry blossom at random.

Liu Yingtao: “…”

Wronged!

want to cry!

But I dare not!

Shang Bingjiu walked past the two of them and left the Demon God Temple directly.

The far north.

The orange trees still stand on the hilltop.

She blocked out most of the wind and snow, provided food for all the victims, and helped them get through the snowstorm safely.

Now that the snow has melted, the water has flowed into the mountain streams to nourish all things, the grass and trees are flourishing, the flowers are lush, and the victims have begun to select new locations to rebuild their homes.

The orange tree shook its branches, like a girl stretching.

Several young children were climbing up and down the tree branches. When they saw one of the naughty children missed his step and fell, a branch quickly grabbed him around the waist and placed him steadily on the ground.

“Thank you, Goddess!”

The child thanked him in a childish voice, obviously he was used to the orange tree moving on its own.

“Goddess! Goddess!”

Several little girls ran up the mountain carrying bamboo baskets, their voices sweet and crisp.

They placed the incense, sweet wine and a plate of flower cakes in the bamboo basket under the tree and said gently: “This is what our mother told us to offer to you! The goddess saved us, and we will believe in the goddess for the rest of our lives!”

There are many bright red and green ribbons tied on the branches of the orange tree, all of which are blessings from the nearby villagers.

A pale, slender hand suddenly grasped an orange branch hanging from above.

The young man suddenly appeared under the tree. He was thin and looked listless as if he had suffered a serious illness. His wide green robe was blown by the breeze, entangled with the hanging red and green ribbons.

He tilted his head back, his thin, rosy lips curled up into a faint arc.

The children went to play elsewhere.

He slowly stroked the leaves of the orange tree, and said in a low and playful tone: “Goddess?”

The orange leaves trembled in his hands.

After a while, the huge orange tree quietly transformed into a young girl. The girl was wearing a goose yellow waist-length skirt with auspicious cloud and auspicious patterns embroidered on the hem. Her black hair was combed into two cute and lively buns. The pink and goose yellow ribbons were blown high by the wind, revealing a beautiful and round little face.

She stood there, fresh and refined, like a pearl in the washing of broken jade.

Shang Bingjiu’s eyes swept over her waist-length skirt.

This was the new dress he had made for her before going to the battlefield.

A strange smile appeared on his face, and he asked again: “Goddess?”

Xiao Baojing’s cheeks flushed red, and he sat down on the rock awkwardly, lowering his eyebrows and refusing to look at him: “You only know how to make fun of me!”

“I never made fun of you.”

Shang Bingjiu walked closer step by step, knelt on one knee in front of her, and pinned the cherry blossom he brought from the Demon Temple in her hair.

Xiao Baojing touched the cherry blossom.

——Next time we meet, remember to bring flowers.

He never forgot what she said.

Shang Bingjiu raised his head and gently stroked her cheek with his large, slender hand: “The goddess has compassion on all living things. Can the goddess love me?”

…

Because of maintaining the state of flowering and bearing fruit for a long time in the raging snow and wind, Xiao Baojing’s body was inevitably damaged, and he once again entered the Yin-Yang Pisces Bronze Mirror to recuperate.

Shang Bingjiu taught her the mantra to get out, and personally escorted her in, saying, “You’ve been to the stone cave behind the waterfall. There’s a jade pot in there, right?”

Xiao Baojing nodded: “Yes.”

“You can go to the Jade Pot in your spare time. There is another small cave inside.”

Xiao Baojing looked at him suspiciously.

This guy is so gentle today!

She said casually, “I know!”

After Shang Bingjiu left, Xiao Baojing soaked in the hot spring for a while and then thought about going to Yuhu for a stroll.

She ran into the jade pot, inside which was a mountain with the words “Lan Ke Mountain” engraved on the boundary marker.

On the mountainside, two white-haired old men were sitting under a pine tree playing chess.

Xiao Baojing looked at the chess game for a while, found it boring, and left the jade pot and the double fish bronze mirror.

“your Highness!”

The maid in a goose yellow skirt suddenly threw herself into Xiao Baojing’s arms.

Xiao Baojing was shocked: “Yaoyao?! You look to be about 18 or 19 years old. Your cultivation speed is too amazing! How many kilograms of braised pork did you eat?!”

“It’s been five hundred years. Of course I’ve grown up!”

Xiao Baojing: “Seize the young man?!”

“Five hundred years! Princess, you have been in the bronze mirror for five hundred years!”

Xiao Baojing reacted.

It is said that a woodcutter mistakenly entered Lanke Mountain and saw two old men playing chess under a tree. He was fascinated by the sight. When he came to his senses, the axe in his hand had already rotted. He hurried back home, but everything in his hometown had changed and a thousand years had passed!
It turns out that the Lanke Mountain in the jade pot is the one in the story!

Yaoyao muttered, “Your Highness, Princess, you don’t know that the master said that he had sinned deeply and needed to atone for his sins, so he personally helped the demons repair their houses. He also went to the human race and helped many of their people. However, most people said that the master was doing more harm than good. Anyway, they didn’t welcome the master very much.”

Xiao Baojing: “…”

Haha, that dog actually knows the word “atonement”!

No wonder he wanted her to enter Lan Ke Mountain!
She said, “I’ll go find him!”

Yejing.

Dongfeng night flowers and thousands of trees.

The puppet show on the streets was the most exciting, attracting many people to stop and watch.

A young man in a Taoist robe and a flowery hairpin was carrying a shoulder pole, with a basket of goods on one end and a vermilion lacquered box on the other.

The girl opened the lid of the box and stretched lazily.

She took out a string of candied haws from her bag, her round almond eyes sparkling, “Peddler, I want to see a puppet show.”

The boy put down his carrying pole and squatted in front of the box with his hands in his pockets.

He leaned closer: “Give me a bite and I’ll take you to see it.”

Xiao Baojing handed the candied haws to his mouth.

The boy opened his mouth and swallowed it all in one gulp.

Xiao Baojing: “…”

Facing the aggressive girl, Shang Bingjiu curved his fox eyes and said, “Sweet.”