A rootless blade of grass, born to a life of misfortune. Why do I say that? Here's an example: When he wants to act, she has to play along. When he wants to be emperor, she has to serve him. To put it more abstractly, if he wants to be the Heavenly King, she has to become the Earth Tiger; if he wants to be a pagoda, she has to transform into a river demon.
But why the hell should I?! What if he gets emotional and turns into heavenly thunder? Wail, what am I supposed to do? I'm just a little wild weed with no roots. Wouldn't the earthly fire burn me to death?
"You don't want to die? Fine," a certain man said calmly.
"What scheme are you cooking up now?" a certain woman asked nervously.
"It all depends on how well you keep this lord happy. If I'm in a good mood, maybe I won't turn into that blasted heavenly thunder."
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