"Your Highness, why don't you just embroider yourself into it?"
Bi Lian, who had always been obedient to Zhu Xu, was now filled with helplessness and exhaustion.
It was just a man...
Did the Imperial Daughter not find it tedious to say this every moment of every day?
"Bi Lian, you are truly brilliant!"
Zhu Xu's eyes lit up, her brows and eyes filled with excitement.
Seeing this, Bi Lian hesitated, unsure whether to remind Zhu Xu of the state of her embroidery.
"Your Highness, I think..."
Bi Lian's mind raced, speaking as she pondered how to gently remind Zhu Xu about the cashew-shaped mandarin ducks.
However, before Bi Lian could finish speaking, she felt a wave of drowsiness, and then she collapsed onto the floor.
Bi Lian's original form was a lotus leaf, very light.
Thus, Zhu Xu didn't notice for a moment that Bi Lian had already fallen. She was still holding an embroidery needle, her brows slightly furrowed as she contemplated where to make her stitches.
With a bang.
The door to Zhu Xu's room was violently pushed open from the outside.
Zhu Xu instinctively looked up, her gaze immediately falling on the newcomer.
The person was tall and slender, with clear, cold eyes, exuding an aura of abstinence that suggested they were to be admired from afar but not to be trifled with.
"Zhao Xue!" Zhu Xu put down the embroidery needle and the pouch, and lunged towards Zhao Xue.
As the soft and delicate person was held in his arms, Zhao Xue's anger instantly dissipated, but soon a heavy unease welled up in his heart.
Zhao Xue knew clearly that he had become the kind of person Zhu Xu would not like.
They were as diametrically opposed as light and darkness; heaven had not given him a choice.
"Zhao Xue, I missed you so much..." As Zhu Xu felt her body growing heavier, her gentle voice gradually faded from Zhao Xue's ears.
Zhao Xue scooped up Zhu Xu, who had gone limp in his arms, inhaled deeply near her neck, and then, with Zhu Xu, vanished from the Imperial Daughter's Palace, vanishing from the Nine Heavens.
Zhao Xue had not used his Demonic Eyes on Zhu Xu.
Or rather, from the moment he saw Zhu Xu, all his rage, all his destructive desires, seemed to have flown away, never to be found again.
Fortunately, Zhao Xue was very clear about himself. He had taken the antidote in advance and placed sleeping incense on himself.
...
Twelve hours later, the Illusion of Concealment spell instantly dissipated, and the divine soldiers and heavenly generals in the Imperial Daughter's Palace of the Nine Heavens began to awaken one after another.
"Your Highness, if you want to embroider, just embroider. Why did you knock me unconscious?"
In Zhu Xu's room, Bi Lian woke up groggily, rubbing her head which ached from sleeping on the floor, her tone filled with grievance.
Bi Lian had originally expected some comfort, but when no sound came, she felt confused, and then her heart skipped a beat.
Bi Lian stopped rubbing her head and quickly looked towards Zhu Xu's bed.
The bed was empty, with only the pouch and the embroidery needle beside it.
The Imperial Daughter cherished that pouch so much, she wouldn't abandon it.
Could something have happened?
Thinking this, Bi Lian hurried out.
As soon as she stepped outside, she saw that in the courtyard of the Imperial Daughter's Palace, the group of divine soldiers and heavenly generals who had been guarding the Imperial Daughter were all kneeling, and the Jade Emperor was constantly patrolling among them.
Bi Lian was of little consequence and dared not go further. She quickly closed the door unnoticed and pressed her ear against it to listen to the sounds outside.
A moment later, Bi Lian had a complete understanding of what had happened.
From Bi Lian's perspective, the male immortal that her Imperial Daughter fancied had abducted her.
This was good; the Imperial Daughter got what she wanted.
However, the male immortal her Imperial Daughter fancied seemed to have some connection to the demon realm.
But Bi Lian felt this was not a problem.
Bi Lian was merely a lotus leaf that had been enlightened by the Imperial Daughter in her childhood. Her heart was pure and simple, and she saw no difference between immortals and demons.
However, if Bi Lian had known that her Imperial Daughter had completely ignored her lying on the ground because of that male immortal, she might not have thought so.
Bi Lian came back to her senses and looked outside. After sleeping for a while, she felt that the sky had darkened faster today.
Bi Lian got up and walked to the bedside, intending to put away the pouch Zhu Xu had left on the bed.
As Bi Lian bent down, her hand about to fall, she suddenly pulled it back.
For some reason, Bi Lian tidied up many of Zhu Xu's belongings, but at this moment, Bi Lian felt she couldn't touch this pouch.
Bi Lian stared thoughtfully at the pouch for a few moments, then straightened up and turned to leave. She then lit a candle.
The wind was strong today, and the candlelight flickered, making one feel uneasy.
At this moment, Zhu Xu, who had been taken somewhere unknown, saw such a candle.
Zhu Xu frowned, her gaze shifting from the candle as she stared at the flame.
The candlelight was the only gleam of brilliance in Zhu Xu's eyes at the moment, unbeknownst to her, a pair of phoenix eyes by the door seemed to be ablaze with fiery sparks.
Right, Zhao Xue!
Zhu Xu soon came back to her senses, her gaze moving away from the candle, and she instantly spotted Zhao Xue standing by the door.
Zhao Xue watched as Zhu Xu approached him, the desire to escape growing stronger within him.
"Zhao Xue." Zhu Xu hugged Zhao Xue's waist again, pressing close against him.
"Zhao Xue, what's wrong?" After a moment, Zhu Xu moved away from Zhao Xue, cupping his stiff arms in her hands, her eyes full of stars as she looked at him.
"I'm fine." Zhao Xue's throat tightened, his voice extremely unnatural.
"Is it because we haven't seen each other for a long time?" Zhu Xu curved her lips.
Zhao Xue remained silent, avoiding Zhu Xu's gaze, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Zhu Xu smiled and pulled Zhao Xue into the room.
Zhu Xu hadn't looked closely before, but now, seeing the arrangement of the room, she immediately relaxed, feeling as if she were in the Imperial Daughter's Palace.
The entire room was exactly like her room in the Imperial Daughter's Palace.
No, it was different.
Zhu Xu's gaze fell on the white walls, where she saw no trace of her spiritual energy flowing.
There were not only tea rooms but also Zhu Xu's bedroom that led to the stone chamber...
"Zhao Xue, where are we?" Zhu Xu looked a few more times uncertainly, then turned to look at Zhao Xue.
Zhao Xue opened his mouth, but in the end, no sound came out.
Fortunately, Zhu Xu's attention was not focused on this at all.
"Zhao Xue, why are you suddenly wearing black?"