[Cold Ancient Moon God × Gentle Plant Fairy | Destiny Reincarnation | Two-way Redemption | Slow-heating Sweet Pet | Healing Farming]
The fog in the Qingwei Fairy Mountain has been entangled for hundreds of years. Song Qinghe guarded the medicine garden and accompanied the spiritual consciousness of the plants and trees. He never thought about things other than the mortal world, let alone the moon that fell into the dust for her.
In the bamboo forest at the back of the mountain, she found a man in white clothes. His clothes were stained with dust and frost, his eyebrows were sparse and cold, and his loneliness seemed to hide all the vicissitudes of eternity.
She didn't know gods, so she just thought he was an immortal in trouble. She used the spiritual energy of plants and trees to warm his broken soul, send dew in the morning, boil spiritual springs in the evening, and stay by his side quietly.
He was indifferent and distant, did not care about worldly affairs, and did not allow others to get close to him, but he only allowed her to touch him. He quietly showed off his power when she was bullied, and when the full moon was in severe pain, he only coveted the warmth of her palm.
It wasn't until she was traced in the heaven, troubles occurred in the demon world, and past events from the past came back to haunt her that she realized that he was Xie Linyuan, the ancient moon god in charge of the moon, and that she was the ancient flower god who died fighting alongside him and was reincarnated.
His past life was forgotten, and he was destined to meet again. He abandoned his position as a god, defied the will of heaven, and stayed in her small medicine house, saying softly:
"I am the moon, you are the grass and trees, the moon falls on the fairy mountain, and I am looking for you."
She was once a lonely god in the Nine Heavens, without joy or sorrow. Because she came into the world, she realized that pure joy in the world is the most rare thing.
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Song Qinghe's fingertips touched the moonlight mark on his wrist and asked softly: "When the Divine Lord returns to his throne, will he return to Jiutian?"
Xie Linyuan took her hand and pressed it on her heart, the ice and snow melting in her eyes:
"No matter how big the Three Realms are, my moon will only fall here."
Intention: Even if the identities are different and the fate is separated, gentleness and perseverance can break the eternal loneliness. Only the redemption of frost can achieve perfection in the world. Staying together indifferently is better than the authority of the gods.