Fang Lianzhu was a concubine-born daughter.
Her only purpose in life was to reach the age of eighteen safely and marry the Fang family's old ancestor in place of her legitimate elder sister, whose appearance resembled hers.
The old ancestor, Fang Jue, courtesy name Jingyu, was an immortal.
A hundred years ago, out of kindness, he had taken in the Fang family's ancestor as an adopted son and raised him to adulthood through great hardship. After his death, he attained immortality and blessed his descendants, becoming the Fang family's greatest blessing.
On the day of her elder sister's birthday, Fang Lianzhu put on her wedding dress and was carried deep into the mountains.
The old ancestor stood there in white, cold as ice. "We are not fated. Send her back."
Her father's and stepmother's warnings still rang in her ears. Fang Lianzhu didn't dare go home, so she gritted her teeth and threw herself at his legs. "Old Ancestor, please take pity on me and keep me!"
"All right..."
After living in the mountains for half a year, Fang Lianzhu discovered a shocking secret: the old ancestor wasn't an immortal at all. He was a demon who was even too embarrassed to reveal his true form.
Fang Jue said, "Little Lianzhu, don't look down on me just because I'm young. When I transform into a dragon and ascend to immortality, I'll take you to the heavens to live as an immortal couple."
A man's words are as unreliable as a ghost's.
Looking at the man who blushed whenever he spoke and trembled whenever she poked him, Fang Lianzhu sneered. "How can a sensitive plant demon like you turn into a dragon?"
Jingyu had originally been a sensitive plant growing in the mountains. After a century of arduous cultivation, he finally took human form.
One day, as he meditated on a mist-shrouded cliff, a group of men and women on their way to visit a grave passed him and suddenly dropped to their knees. "Old Ancestor, please accept your descendant's bow!"
Jingyu: "Old Ancestor? Me?"
"Old Ancestor, you've finally descended to the mortal world!"
"..."
Jingyu somehow became the Fang family's old ancestor. Later, he took in a woman from the Fang family out of compassion.
Who would have thought she was so good at playing the victim? She called him "Ancestor" this and "Ancestor" that with great respect, but in reality, she treated him like a grandson and bossed him around all day.
"Ancestor, Ancestor."
"...I'm here."
Theme: Even a tiny moss flower can learn to bloom like a peony.
