The Third Prince’s Everyday Bowing and Scraping

While pursuing demons, Ziling, Lord of Penglai, was pestered by a fluttering-robed young Taoist.

The young Taoist was breathtakingly handsome, peerless among men.

He kept saying, “Yuxu Palace has always taken it upon itself to champion justice and save all living beings,” yet his head was full of romance, and his ulterior motives were obvious.

Later, the Heavenly Emperor arranged a martial arts contest to find her a husband.

The young Taoist's red robes whipped through the air, his movements fierce as the wind, as he swept across the arena with his fire-tipped spear.

Only then did Ziling realize that he was none other than the Third Prince of the Li family, then Marshal of the Central Altar in the Heavenly Court.

This unruly man had no regard for propriety. Before the banquet was even over, he whisked her back to his residence.

Her chest heaved, tears glimmered at the corners of her reddened eyes, and Ziling asked in a trembling voice, “What are you going to do?”

“Why, I'm going to… have you.” His lips curled into a faint smile as the iron arm around her slender waist tightened. His eyes darkened, and his voice rang clear as jade.

Day becomes dawn, night becomes dusk, and you are my every waking moment.

He patiently plotted, all to lure you down from the divine altar.

The once aloof and proud Lady of Penglai was hounded by this wolf of a man, and from then on, springtime passion and tender affection never left her life.

#A childhood-sweethearts-reunited story about a cold-faced Judge of the Underworld slowly winning his wife's heart#

#But pursuing his wife doesn't stop him from sharing a night of passion with the Lady#

Written for my own enjoyment. The couple that inspired this story is Nezha × Lianhua from the TVB series The Legend of Nezha.

Unresolved regrets are the greatest source of inspiration.

Theme: The road ahead is long and far; I will search high and low.