After My Ascension Failed, I Found a Prince Husband

#Xiuxianchui #ancient romance #portable space #spiritual recovery #fantasy romance #alternate history Ling Qingxuan, the youngest Nascent Soul master in the Cangxuan Realm for thousands of years, had been hoarding resources in the cave for hundreds of years. When he ascended through the tribulation, he ran into a rift in space and crashed into the Dajing Dynasty, where the spiritual energy was exhausted, with his intact body. He originally wanted to set up a mansion in the mountains, repair his cultivation and find out the truth about his ascension, but he was disturbed by a pursuit. With just a word of Nascent Soul's coercion, she drove away hundreds of black-clothed assassins and retrieved a dying prince. Xiao Heng's biological mother died unjustly in the palace. She was fostered outside the palace and suffered humiliation since she was a child. She was taken back to the palace as a chess piece and crown prince at the age of fifteen. In his twenty-five years of life, everyone wanted to use him and kill him, but no one ever asked him if it hurt. The cold fairy's fingertips brushed against his wound, and her plain concern became the only warmth in his frozen world. He paranoidly regards her as his entire life, and is willing to offer her a job with thousands of miles of land in exchange for staying here for the rest of his life. She was originally a cultivator with a firm Taoist heart and no care for worldly matters, but she gradually fell into this hot and pure sincerity. Open affordable medicine houses to help the people, promote improved grains to feed the people, and deploy spiritual formations to revive the earth's veins, so that the immortal light can be rekindled in the mortal world of the Dharma. The court is in turmoil, and she accompanies him to clear up the old cases of Houdang and Zhaoxue, and gain a firm foothold step by step. When the injustice was over and the world was at peace, he relinquished his position, ceded the country to his wise younger brother, and followed her to live in seclusion in Shiwanda Mountain dressed in commoners. The world is full of fireworks, and the road to eternal life is long. From then on, the mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and the years are long. Wherever she is, there is home.