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[Career-minded mermaid princess and master X tragic, beautiful emperor and male disciple]
Whenever humanity falls into chaos, an heir of the merfolk must travel to the land for fifty years of trials. During that time, they choose a human with the potential to become an emperor as their disciple, teaching them swordsmanship and scholarship and helping them restore order, save the people, and establish a new dynasty.
After Liuli, heir to the merfolk, celebrated her three-hundred-and-sixtieth birthday and came of age, she chose a hostage prince from a foreign state as her trial task on a land torn apart by rival lords. She took the identity of a human swordswoman.
During the difficult years he spent as a hostage in a foreign state as a child, Ying Zheng dreamed of bringing peace to a chaotic world, so there would never be another hostage. Through countless nights when he could not leave Zhao, he thought that dream would remain forever out of reach. Only when he stood at the pinnacle of power with the world in his grasp did he finally feel at peace, as if the dust had settled.
One was a mermaid girl upon whom her entire clan placed its hopes. The other was a hostage prince born in a foreign state, struggling to survive. The gears of fate brought them together, and in the midst of chaos, they advanced step by step toward the highest throne.
Years later, the pitiable hostage prince had grown into someone others could only look up to. The pure eyes and brows of his childhood had become profound and imposing, yet he still refused to call the mermaid girl who taught him swordsmanship "Master."
One day, the young mermaid ruler, now in power, was asked by the mermaid girl why he refused to call her Master.
The young ruler's long, phoenix-shaped eyes were unfathomable. Instead of answering, he asked, "When I first met you as a child, you looked like this. Why, after all these years, do you still look the same?"
Their trust in each other was deep enough for the mermaid girl to reveal her identity. "I'm a girl by nature. When we first met, I'd just come of age. Merfolk don't enter adulthood until they're four hundred and eighty."
"Merfolk?"
"The people your history books call the Quanxian."
"How can I live as long as a mermaid?"
His bluntness made the mermaid girl laugh. "Child, are you hoping to live forever?"
"I am twenty-two, not a child." The young ruler, who had been kneeling before the memorial table, straightened up and leaned close. His mesmerizing gaze fixed on the mermaid girl, right in front of him, as he emphasized each word: "Please stop treating me like a child."
The unsteady candlelight on the memorial table fell across the young ruler's face, making his expression even harder to read.
The times were turbulent, and dynasties rose and fell.
Later generations spread rumors that the first emperor to unite the realm had made frequent journeys in search of immortality, and had even been willing to destroy the entire clan of his mermaid master. A few meager words rewrote the story of his tumultuous life.
As time passed, when Liuli eventually heard those rumors, she found them utterly absurd! A man who had never harmed a loyal minister or a good general would never betray the one who had shown him kindness.
[Reader's Note]
A fantasy historical novel about a master and disciple growing up together. The male and female leads support each other and grow together, with the heroine saving the hero. Both leads are powerful. Their story spans past and present lives and has a happy ending.
To match the heroine's lifespan, the hero is a god undergoing a tribulation centered on his career. The hero is the heroine's trial, while the heroine is an unexpected part of his tribulation.
Based on the different growth rates of humans and merfolk, the hero is actually older than the heroine after his coming-of-age ceremony, so strictly speaking, this is not a younger-man romance.
Since the central theme is ending the chaos, the plot focuses primarily on the story, and both leads prioritize their careers. But don't worry, they do end up together.
This story was inspired by the legend that the mausoleum of the First Emperor contains an eternal lamp made from mermaid oil. (Some readers misunderstood, so to clarify, I mentioned this legend only to explain why the heroine is a mermaid and the hero is Ying Zheng. It does not mean the heroine turns into a lamp made of oil in the end. @_@)
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According to legend, the Ancestral God liked tending to flowers and plants in his idle years. Over the course of millennia, he really did cultivate the first peony under heaven. That peony later became Feng Lige, revered as the God of Flowers in the divine realm.
Out of respect for the Ancestral God, the Divine Emperor gave Feng Lige all the pomp and prestige she could want. But after throwing her weight around in the divine realm for tens of thousands of years, she had recently grown troubled.
It began after she went through a love tribulation in the mortal world. When she returned to the divine realm, she seemed to have fallen lovesick, unable to stop thinking about the person who had shared her tribulation.
She pestered Siming, the God of Fate, several times, but the old man was so tight-lipped that he refused to reveal a single detail about her love-tribulation target.
Then one day, while wandering around with nothing to do, Feng Lige happened to spot a god bathing in the Heavenly Lake. She watched with great interest as his broad back appeared and disappeared in the swirling immortal mist.
Only when the god turned around did she realize that he was none other than her devastatingly handsome love-tribulation target!
From then on, Feng Lige had an important mission in her long divine life: win over her love-tribulation target.
Feng Lige: "Pan Fusheng, the plum blossoms in the Hundred Flowers Garden are blooming. Want to go see them together?"
Meng Linjue: "This god's name isn't Pan Fusheng."
Feng Lige: "Yes, it is. 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 world today. Why don't we go watch?"
Meng Linjue: "I really am not called Pan Fusheng."
Feng Lige: "Come on, your name is Pan Fusheng."
Meng Linjue: "…"
Feng Lige: "Pan Fusheng, shall we revisit the place where we went through our love tribulation?"
Meng Linjue: "I'll say it again. This god's name is not Pan Fusheng."
Feng Lige: "Be good. You are Pan Fusheng."
Meng Linjue: "…"
*
After a while, Meng Linjue nearly forgot the name he'd had for ten thousand years, the one no one had mentioned in all that time. All he could think about was Feng Lige, grinning as she called him "Pan Fusheng."
Later, the gods of the divine realm teased him in private: "Since the creation of heaven and earth, our God of War may be the only one to lose his own name to love."
Theme: Live earnestly, and flourish.
Cheng Xi must die, and there is no need to let him go, because if he doesn't kill him, more royal families will follow suit. Since he doesn't have to die for rebels, he is even less likely to let him go.
Hahahahahahaha, I'm too thoughtful
The part where the heroine said to the young hero was well written, come on, come on
Come on, madam, I'm optimistic about you.
I just realized that the last few chapters are all 3,000 words. How could the author control the word count so well? Does he have obsessive-compulsive disorder? Hahaha
Wu Geng looks like a small trumpet to spread the message? [Spreading flowers]
I'm really too confused, knowing that others have already figured out what I'm doing.
Still not ready
I personally am a cold-blooded person, and I have always believed that whether the people on the roadside survive or not has nothing to do with me. I think whether or not Ayan can be saved depends entirely on the heroine's mood, but there's no need to write it like this, right? She was originally going to save him, but because the male partner said: This person would be better off alive, the heroine stopped saving him. It leaves an impression on people: the first heroine has no independent opinion and changes her mind on matters concerning human life; the second heroine is self-righteous and helps others decide their own lives. How do you know Ayan doesn't want to live anymore? The last paragraph makes no sense at all. I don't know why I wrote it. If the heroine later found out that the baby was gone because of difficult labor, wouldn't it be the same?
I don't quite understand, a disgusting person with a mouse droppings coming and going. With such a simple plot, do you have to make the male supporting character admire the female protagonist and beg to meet her in order to advance it? Give up next time
I don't quite understand, a disgusting person with a mouse droppings coming and going. With such a simple plot, do you have to make the male supporting character admire the female protagonist and beg to meet her in order to advance it? Give up next time
Cheng Xi must die, and there is no need to let him go, because if he doesn't kill him, more royal families will follow suit. Since he doesn't have to die for rebels, he is even less likely to let him go.
Hahahahahahaha, I'm too thoughtful
The part where the heroine said to the young hero was well written, come on, come on
Come on, madam, I'm optimistic about you.
I just realized that the last few chapters are all 3,000 words. How could the author control the word count so well? Does he have obsessive-compulsive disorder? Hahaha
Wu Geng looks like a small trumpet to spread the message? [Spreading flowers]
I'm really too confused, knowing that others have already figured out what I'm doing. Still not ready
I personally am a cold-blooded person, and I have always believed that whether the people on the roadside survive or not has nothing to do with me. I think whether or not Ayan can be saved depends entirely on the heroine's mood, but there's no need to write it like this, right? She was originally going to save him, but because the male partner said: This person would be better off alive, the heroine stopped saving him. It leaves an impression on people: the first heroine has no independent opinion and changes her mind on matters concerning human life; the second heroine is self-righteous and helps others decide their own lives. How do you know Ayan doesn't want to live anymore? The last paragraph makes no sense at all. I don't know why I wrote it. If the heroine later found out that the baby was gone because of difficult labor, wouldn't it be the same?
I don't quite understand, a disgusting person with a mouse droppings coming and going. With such a simple plot, do you have to make the male supporting character admire the female protagonist and beg to meet her in order to advance it? Give up next time
I don't quite understand, a disgusting person with a mouse droppings coming and going. With such a simple plot, do you have to make the male supporting character admire the female protagonist and beg to meet her in order to advance it? Give up next time