How to Win Over the One Who Tests Your Heart

[Polite request to bookmark; I expect to start writing it this year.]

Legend has it that, in his later years, the Ancestral God took up gardening to while away the time. Over the course of a thousand years, he truly managed to cultivate the first peony between heaven and earth. That peony would later be revered as the Flower Goddess, Feng Lige, the god of all flowers in the divine realm.

Out of respect for the Ancestral God, the Divine Emperor gave Feng Lige all the pomp and circumstance she could want. Yet after throwing her weight around the divine realm for ten thousand years, she had recently begun to worry.

It all started when she went through a love trial in the mortal world. After returning to the divine realm, she seemed to have fallen lovesick and could not stop thinking about the person involved in her trial.

She had pestered the God of Fate several times, but the old man had lips sealed tight and refused to reveal even a hint of the person's identity.

Then, one day, Feng Lige was wandering around with nothing to do when she accidentally spotted a god bathing in the Heavenly Pool. She watched with great interest as his broad, muscular back appeared and disappeared through the hazy immortal mist.

Only when the god turned around did she realize that this was none other than the exceptionally handsome person from her love trial!

From then on, Feng Lige had an important mission in her long divine life: to win over the person from her love trial.

Feng Lige: "Pan Fusheng, the plum blossoms in the Hundred Flowers Garden are in bloom. Want to go admire them together?"

Meng Linjue: "This god's name is not Pan Fusheng."

Feng Lige: "No, your name is Pan Fusheng."

Meng Linjue: "..."

Feng Lige: "Pan Fusheng, I heard the Star Deity is going to send a meteor shower over the mortal realm today. Why don't we go watch?"

Meng Linjue: "This god really is not called Pan Fusheng."

Feng Lige: "Come on, your name is Pan Fusheng."

Meng Linjue: "..."

Feng Lige: "Pan Fusheng, how about we revisit the place where we went through our love trial?"

Meng Linjue: "I'll say it again: this god is not called Pan Fusheng."

Feng Lige: "Be good. You are Pan Fusheng."

Meng Linjue: "..."

*

As time went on, Meng Linjue nearly forgot the name he had gone ten thousand years without hearing. All he could think of was Feng Lige grinning as she called him "Pan Fusheng."

Later, the gods of the divine realm joked among themselves: "Since the beginning of heaven and earth, our God of War is probably the only one to lose his own name over love."

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