[Pampered by everyone] [Adorable child] [Period] [Travel between two realms] [Lighthearted feel-good story] [Plenty written in advance]
Who could believe that the aloof and solitary Supreme Female Emperor of the Ninth Heaven, who once quelled a rebellion of gods and demons in all ten directions with a single sword, is now wearing little pilled cloth shoes, sitting obediently on a low stool while a mortal farmer clumsily braids her hair into two little buns?
When Yun Duanjue first entered the dying body of a human toddler, the Gu family was so poor they could barely afford food. To buy her half a dose of fever medicine, they knelt in the blizzard all night before the doctor.
She had cultivated the emotionless path, yet a bowl of hot porridge from this mortal world shattered her millennia-old composure.
Thus, one day in the immortal realm was a month in the mortal realm.
She secretly sliced ten-thousand-year-old immortal mushrooms from the immortal realm and steeped them in the family's rough tea jar. She shaped celestial star iron into sewing needles and gave them to her mother for stitching shoe soles.
The arrogant, overbearing divine lords of the immortal realm transformed themselves into messengers of the void just to curry favor with the empress, frantically sending immortal fruits and spirit brocade across the realms.
Watching her mortal brothers throw snowballs at each other in the snow over who got to hold her, Yun Duanjue, invincible through the ages, gently tugged at the red ribbon in her hair and sighed to herself:
Could the ten thousand years of desolate stillness in the immortal realm really be no match for a wisp of cooking smoke rising from this little mortal courtyard?
