The Phoenix Hairpin

A beautiful, strong, and tragic girl who loves to kill x a devoted, gentle, and scheming man

[Female Lead's Perspective]

Lian Caier was a spirit of obsession born of the Heavenly Dao. After leaving the Taixu Platform, she drifted across the Three Realms until, by chance, her spirit took physical form. She was born beside a lotus pond in the Immortal Realm, where the Immortal Emperor and Empress found her and raised her as their princess.

Until the age of nineteen, Lian Caier cared only about finding a way to return to her spirit form. But after a great battle in Mosang Valley, the crown prince of the Immortal Clan was killed, and Shangtian Yujing plunged into chaos. The various clans eyed the Immortal Clan hungrily. The Demon Lord schemed to capture the Immortal Clan's second prince and imprison him in the Thirteenth Demon Cave. The old Heavenly Emperor used his authority to pressure Princess Lian Caier into becoming his daughter-in-law. And with no leader in the Demon Domain, all sorts of spirits and monsters kept escaping to the lower realm to wreak havoc...

Lian Caier succeeded to the position of heir to the Immortal Clan and spent a century putting an end to the chaos. Once everything was back on track, she often found herself bored, and deceased immortals would frequently appear in her dreams.

"I don't dare fall asleep at night. Your figure fills my dreams, but when I wake, you are gone."

"The lights outside the window have faded. It has been a century since my old friend passed away."

[The Male Lead Has Something to Say]

Bai Xunzhen's birth mother, the Immortal Empress Shuchang, told him that his younger sister lived in the Lotus Palace on the Borneo River. His sister didn't like meeting people, she said, so he should knock on the door and wait until she got used to him. Then she would see him.

Alongside his arduous cultivation, he went to the Lotus Palace almost every day.

One year, two years... He knocked at the Lotus Palace's gate for eight whole years. From a little boy who couldn't reach the knocker to a youth taller than it.

His mother said his sister didn't like noise. So every time, the boy gently knocked on the knocker three times, then sat by the gate and waited for his sister to open the palace doors.

That day, mist drifted over the Borneo River. Lotuses bloomed around the Lotus Palace, their pure white petals touched by crystalline morning dew. The boy became a wisp of smoke and flew to the middle of the river, carefully holding a freshly picked lotus. Just then, the closed petals of the lotus-shaped palace slowly unfurled.

He had thought that the day his sister opened the palace doors for him, the Borneo River would surge, and the sky over Shangtian Yujing would be painted with rainbow clouds. But everything was perfectly ordinary.

A young girl in a pure white robe looked at him with a hint of anger and said, "Come in."

The boy's expression was calm. The surging river and rainbow clouds were not beneath his feet or above his head, but in his heart. He stepped into the Lotus Palace softly.

From then on, the Lotus Palace's unfurled petals never closed again.

The turmoil in his heart never settled.

As a child, Lian Caier hardly ever spoke to Bai Xunzhen. Only when he pressed her with questions would she give a few brief replies. She was like the green waters flowing through the Borneo River: only when a fallen leaf drifted in did they ripple.

P.S.

1. This story contains many fictional elements and is pure fantasy. Don't take it as fact.

2. The female lead fully embodies her "cold-hearted and dispassionate" character. Much of the time, she sees things from an outsider's perspective, cannot empathize, and does not understand her own feelings. Her memories are jumbled, so some events in the flashbacks may be distorted by her memory.

Theme: The heart is always free.