Zhong Yuan had failed to achieve enlightenment yet again. Her master said her karmic debts were unresolved and her fated ties unfinished, so she could not become an immortal.
So her master sent her to a small river in the mortal realm below to meditate in seclusion.
After who knew how many years of cultivation, Zhong Yuan suddenly awoke and saw a man in red falling into the river.
Zhong Yuan: Meeting me means you aren't fated to die.
Zhong Yuan sent him back.
The next day, the man returned in an even brighter red outfit and fell into the river again. Zhong Yuan frowned and sent him back once more.
Then the man came back with a rock tied to him and fell into the river.
Zhong Yuan: Will you ever stop? There are so many ways to die in this world. Why do you have to keep jumping into the river?
(Pauses her cultivation and opens her third eye for a peek.)
Well, would you look at that! He's the husband the villagers married off to her!
Fang Yi is an orphan, and everyone in the village thinks he's a jinx. A year of famine has left the fields barren.
The village elder says the villagers have offended the River God. To calm the deity's wrath and protect the village, they must choose a young man to marry the River God.
That very day, Fang Yi is dressed in wedding robes and shoved into the river.
But somehow he flies out of the water and lands on the bank, without a drop of water on him.
The villagers are terrified.
Fang Yi: The River God doesn't want me.
Villagers: The wedding clothes must not fit. The River God is displeased.
The next day, the villagers dress him in beautiful, brand-new wedding clothes and shove him into the river again.
But he still flies out of the water and lands on the bank.
Fang Yi: I told you the River God doesn't like me!
Villagers: He's angered the River God!!!
So they tie a huge rock to him and shove him into the river.
Zhong Yuan: ...
Fang Yi: ...
Zhong Yuan: Poor thing. I should stand up for him.
And so Fang Yi became the River God's officially recognized husband.
Zhong Yuan: Are you the cause, or the consequence?
Fang Yi: I'm fate.
Please give my new novel some love: The System in My Imperial Harem Has Gone Live [Matriarchy]
Zhong Yue, emperor of the Xi Kingdom, is reviewing memorials in her study when an electronic voice suddenly speaks in her mind.
It says: Your Majesty, I am an assistance System from the future. I can help you become an emperor for the ages and expand your empire.
Zhong Yue scoffs: Wherever the sun and moon shine, wherever rivers flow, all of it is my territory!
My realm stretches far and wide, uniting the eight corners of the world, pacifying myriad nations, and keeping all lands at peace.
Any barbarians, within or beyond our borders, who dare take up arms shall be executed.
Assistance System: Huh? You're that amazing! (Stunned.) So you don't need me? (Dejected.) Then... should I go?
Zhong Yue rubs her chin: You don't have to go. I can recommend a nice place for you.
Assistance System: Where?
Zhong Yue: My imperial harem.
Zhong Yue's imperial harem is large, but none of its members hold a high rank. It's not that she's stingy or unwilling to promote them.
It's just that these husbands are terrible at competing for her favor!
De Qing: Your Majesty, I sewed these leather-fur gloves myself. I would be honored if you accepted them. (Flirts with her eyes.)
Zhong Yue: Good. (The stitches are a mess. They'll definitely let in the wind.)
Ze Lang: Your Majesty, I miss you so much. My longing for you is as red as the maple leaves!
Zhong Yue: Do you mean,
(Just say a few words and ignore it) Even though Nezha cut the flesh and returned it to his mother and deboned his father, he still didn't get rid of Li Jing. I thought I was independent enough, so I left my hometown, moved my household registration, worked to make money, and severed all ties. I only went back to worship during the Qingming Festival. But how can people make such requests to drag their children into the water again and again? I made the most rational choice, but I still couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. I would look back at the traces of love I received before I was fifteen years old, and keep telling myself how obvious his unfeelings were now. That strong sense of guilt was tugging at me, like a soaked cotton jacket, which was cold when I put it on and was cold when I took it off. I may never be able to get rid of the pain of my original family throughout my life. Good night.
It's been a long time since I've updated, and I've almost forgotten all the plot [Loading]
Why doesn't the author update this book? I thought you were busy and didn't have time to update, but I didn't expect you had already opened another one.
Wuwuwuwu, when will it be updated [Let me be healthy]
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There are no ordinary objects in the Holy Lord's pocket hhhh
When we get together in the future, it will be fun to explore each other's bodies with our spiritual consciousness [Huang Xin]
It doesn't matter, everyone will encounter things they can't control. The most important thing is to take good care of yourself, especially when you have just been discharged from the hospital. You must pay attention to some good self-cultivation and recover your body and mind. The author writes very well. Don't be anxious as you write slowly. I will always be waiting for you~
Touch the author's baby [touch his head] I really like the heroine you wrote, very pure heroine flavor! [Let me be healthy] [Let me be healthy] [Let me be healthy]
When will the author update?