After the Substitute Leaped Off the Cliff, They Became the White Moonlight

The palace attendants all say I’m lucky. I’m just an ordinary mortal, yet I’ve won the favor of Emperor Liuguang. I casually mentioned, “I woke up feeling a little unwell this morning,” and an endless stream of rare heavenly treasures was sent to me, even though I have no cultivation and eating them would be a complete waste. Clearly, the Emperor loves me deeply. I always thought so too, until Fairy Danxia appeared before me and looked me over with obvious displeasure. “Your looks are quite ordinary. Only your eyes bear some resemblance to mine.” As it turned out, Cangji’s fiancée had lost her soul five hundred years ago while saving him. I was merely a vessel chosen for my unusual constitution. Once I had been properly prepared, she would take over my body. No wonder Cangji would often stare at my eyes in a daze. He was looking through me at someone else. And those miraculous pills and medicines that had moved and unsettled me were not signs of his care and affection, as I’d believed. He was simply afraid my mortal body wouldn’t be in good enough shape for Danxia to use. So I leapt resolutely from Hurricane Cliff, leaving behind only those eyes that resembled Danxia’s... - Zhoujin, the most pampered little fairy on Everlasting Island, returned from her mortal trial with damaged eyes, though no one knew why. Even though the carefree Zhoujin was still delighted every day, catching cats and teasing dogs, her parents, older brothers, and older sisters were all very concerned. When her eldest brother heard that a celestial herb in the Heavenly Realm was beneficial to the eyes, he volunteered to go and seek it. But he was told that Hurricane Cliff had crumbled, and every spirit herb growing there had been destroyed. “I heard the Emperor went berserk after his cultivation deviated, and flattened Hurricane Cliff all by himself. His hair turned white overnight, he lost a thousand years of cultivation, and he still hasn’t come to.” Zhoujin was telling a little puppet she’d conjured to peel peanuts for her when she heard the gossip. Resting her chin in her hand, she said, “Wow, he’s so pitiful...” #Third-person narration# Theme: Learn to love yourself a little more.