The Serpent King of a Thousand Years: In This Life, He Only Dotes on His Sweet Wife

Deep in Kunlun’s peach grove lived Qing Yuan, a blue-scaled serpent who had cultivated for a thousand years. He had a secret no one knew: he loved to lean against the grove’s most flourishing peach tree and tell it about mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, and all the interesting things in the human world, because he believed the tree could understand him. And so he talked to it for five hundred years. He shielded her from heavenly lightning and drove off demons and beasts. Late at night, she would take on a faint, illusory form and quietly curl up beside his pillow, watching him in his blue robes. To him, she was the only comfort in a thousand years of solitude. To her, he was the first ray of light she saw when she opened her eyes. Then the allied forces of the Three Realms trampled the peach grove, staining its roots red with blood. The soft and adorable peach spirit Tao Yao, who had been so gentle for five hundred years, finally awakened the power of an ancient guardian tree to protect him. Using the grove as her formation and petals as blades, she slaughtered her pursuers. But all she had time to do was shield a fragment of his soul before leaping into the cycle of reincarnation. “Qing Yuan, I’ve found you.” A thousand years later, Ling Yuan, the ruthless “Living King of Hell” of the business world, meets Tao Yaoyao, a sweet, adorable comic artist carrying a drawing board, in a car accident. The image on her board, a man in blue leaning against a tree, makes his heart stop. The name “Qing Yuan” that slips from her lips becomes the only answer to the emptiness in his heart. Using a business partnership as an excuse, he forces his way into her life. He changes his office decor to blue and places peach blossom pastries at her side. His hard heart slowly melts in the face of her soft, sweet smile. She draws the blue-robed serpent lord from her comic, yet in the cold CEO’s eyes she sees that familiar shade of blue from a thousand years ago. Memories return at the peach blossom exhibition, feelings stir beneath an umbrella on a rainy night, and scales from a past life and peach petals appear in the present. At last, they remember...