Crossing the Fufeng River

Everyone at Tianji Sect knew their Sect Master was unreliable. Whenever she had nothing to do, she loved setting up a stall and telling fortunes like a wandering fortune-teller. But one day, they saw their Sect Master return covered in blood. When she woke up, she had lost her memory. Her love of running a stall, however, remained unchanged. Every so often, she would tell fortunes for people at the foot of the mountain. Her reputation grew so widespread that even the Empress Dowager in the capital came looking for her. Jiang Huainian looked up. "If you're asking where the young emperor is, I'm afraid I can't tell you." The Tianji Sect elders who had rushed over at the news: ... Sect Master, isn't the young emperor right beside you? The young emperor herself, Jun Qingluo, remained perfectly calm, ignoring even the Empress Dowager. The elders beside them frantically tried to signal Jiang Huainian, who remained as serene as ever. The Empress Dowager returned empty-handed. Then she sent people to arrest Jiang Huainian, never imagining she'd picked a fight with someone she couldn't handle. The Empress Dowager and her ministers, civil and military: Immortal Venerable, this is all a misunderstanding! Jiang Huainian hugged the young emperor close and asked, "Does anyone still want to take my disciple away?" Everyone: We wouldn't dare! · Jun Qingluo felt that her younger years had been like a dream. A person in green had smiled as she wiped the tears from her cheeks and taught her cultivation and magic, only to die in a great fire. Then, in a daze, she caught the familiar scent of pine and snow. Only then did she learn that she was still the Sect Master of Tianji Sect, the renowned Immortal Venerable Miaobi. She was the sovereign of the mortal realm, yet an unbridgeable chasm separated them. And she no longer remembered her. Not until Jiang Huainian held out a hand and asked if she wanted to become her personal disciple. Jun Qingluo had thought she'd have to keep her feelings buried in her heart forever, maintaining the boundaries between master and disciple. She never expected her inner demon's illusion to expose them. Red-eyed, she knelt before her master, ready to ask to be expelled from the sect, but Jiang Huainian gently drew her into her arms. Only then did she realize this had never been a one-sided love. Flowers bloom through the years, and life has its limits. You are my endless way home. Through frost, wind, rain, and snow, as long as I have you. Reader's Guide: A seemingly delicate but truly cunning and calculating disciple, the pursuer x a cold on the outside, warm on the inside, fortune-telling master, the pursued Theme: Stay positive and persevere to attain a beautiful life