Cultivating the Heart on the Roadside

If your heart still feels the same across countless ages, why care about heavenly laws and precepts? If your heart yearns to roam the land, I’ll grant you a lifetime of splendor. She was the proudest lone star in the divine realm, doomed to endless calamity for saving him. He was king of a land, yet he would turn the universe upside down for her. Their souls, adrift in this life, were destined to return to a thousand years ago in search of the love they had lost. In their next life, fate brought them together again a thousand years later, yet they were strangers. “You have to take responsibility for me. You did this to me...” A demonic-looking man clutched his collar, looking utterly serious when she woke up. Trying to shirk your responsibility? A flash of malice crossed his eyes. She would never escape him in this life. Gazing at the little one, a faint blush on her face, he curled his lips in a seductive smile. “We understand each other without having to say it.” He was a demon lord from a foreign realm, yet he said, “God or demon, neither is as precious as a single tear of yours.” He had long cast heavenly laws and precepts aside, while she said, “Beneath the moon, we stand alone and watch over each other. I’d rather be a pair of mandarin ducks than an immortal.”