Conquering the White-Cut-Black Emperor

[First Life: Little Cymbidium Fairy X Lord of the Six Realms]

The first person Yingzhi saw when she took human form was Shubai. The god who could destroy heaven and earth personally dripped his divine blood onto her for ninety-nine days before this delicate flower, born with an incomplete immortal root, could gain an immortal body. At the time, the old god looked cool and aloof, seemingly indifferent to the birth of the little cymbidium fairy.

From that day on, a child appeared in the home of the only ancient god in the Six Realms. Tsk, who knew which immortal the Lord had fathered this child with? Wasn't the Lord supposed to have a terrible temper and no interest in beauty?

Little Flower Fairy: ???

The little dumpling Yingzhi spent all day serving as Shubai's human accessory. The Lord of the Six Realms, the renowned Lord Shubai, started raising a child ahead of schedule, ovo.

After causing mischief and acting up, the little dumpling grew into a lovely young immortal. Resting her still-childish face in her hands, Yingzhi wondered when the god who was like a brother and a friend had become the dream in her heart. Yingzhi, who feared nothing, began testing the waters in all sorts of ways, but the Lord was an old stone who showed no reaction at all. After being rejected time and again, Yingzhi decided the Lord didn't understand love and left him, sobbing. But when she was gravely injured by a divine beast, who carved out half his heart to keep her soul intact and protect her immortal bones?

Uh-oh, is the villain about to go all out?

[Second Life: Mortal Princess X Otherworldly Buddhist Monk]

The little fairy went off to the mortal realm to undergo a trial, crying all the way.

With her memories gone, Yingzhi was born into a good family in the mortal world and became Si Yu, the legitimate princess of the Great Zheng. She was ready to settle into an easy life, eating and drinking to her heart's content. One day, the Empress of Great Zheng invited the eminent monk Wangshu to preach. Wait! Why did this handsome bald monk look exactly like the Lord?

Si Yu naturally didn't recognize him, and carried on eating well and sleeping soundly. But appetite and desire are only human, and she couldn't shake her weakness for good looks, no matter whether she was in heaven or on earth. In her free time, she loved to tease the eminent monk in the temple. Who knew he wouldn't just turn the other cheek? Before long, he was trading barbs with her, giving as good as he got. Still, he often smiled and said the princess reminded him of an old acquaintance. What sort of old acquaintance could a monk have? Si Yu wondered. Maybe some nun from a convent? The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She was determined to get even.

So on the little princess's birthday, the emperor of Great Zheng asked what gift she wanted.

Si Yu raised a finger lightly. "I want him."

The Empress: ?

The Emperor: ?

Wangshu: "I suppose I wouldn't be opposed to returning to secular life."

[Little Scene]

In the mortal realm.

Si Yu nestled in Wangshu's arms, gently running her hand along his spine. Wangshu chuckled and lowered his head to nuzzle the hollow of her neck. He had only recently returned to secular life, and the fine, thick fuzz on his head tickled against Si Yu's skin. She giggled and tried to squirm away.

"Don't move." Wangshu's voice lowered. "Be good." He stroked Si Yu's neck soothingly, the corners of his eyes turning faintly red. Si Yu stared into his dark eyes, where a dazzling light shimmered, as if she had been bewitched by a beautiful ghost. She propped herself up and pressed her warm lips to the corner of his eye.

Wangshu's Adam's apple bobbed. He closed his eyes in resignation, then helplessly pulled her back into his arms.

"Zhizhi, when will you stop being angry and come home with me?"

The jade luan reflects the moon, and I think of Yingzhi; frost and snow cover the ridge, while Shubai keeps watch through the night. From the Secret Realm of Qiyuan to the Netherworld Sea, from Tianshuang Cliff to Moonrest Cove, in the Divine Realm and the mortal world, Yingzhi and Shubai are bound by a fate that cannot be undone.

The god who stood high above all others came down from his throne, trailing frost and radiance, and walked to her side. He asked softly, "Would you be willing to stay by my side?"

The little cymbidium he had protected day after day, watched over and cherished, wished for nothing more than to have her heart's desire fulfilled. Knowing that he alone was what she wished for, Shubai's face, as cold as frost that had never melted in ten thousand years, finally took on a touch of warmth. He would help her make that wish come true. At long last, the Lord, who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, could open his heart and enjoy a proper romance!!

Still, after ten thousand years, can someone explain to Yingzhi why the famously indifferent big shot who supposedly avoids women keeps using her as a pillow every day?! Was he planning this all along? (￣▽￣)/

Theme: The scheming Lord dotes on his wife without restraint.