The next day brought a refreshing breeze and clear skies stretching to the horizon.

Early in the morning, before the sky had fully brightened, Mu Yunjin was gently awakened by Chu Li. In her drowsy state, Chu Li selected a light purple brocade dress from the wardrobe for her to wear, and then, extraordinarily, helped her arrange her hair into a bun.

Mu Yunjin, with half-lidded eyes, looked at herself in the mirror, then raised her eyelids to look at Chu Li. “It’s just to see some spectacular sight, does it need to be this formal? Besides, where did you learn to style hair like this?”

It looked much better than when she did it herself…

“…” Chu Li was both amused and exasperated. Where did he learn it?

He wouldn’t tell her that for today, he, a dignified prince, had sought Mamma Shen’s guidance for several days just to learn how to arrange a woman’s hair.

He still remembered how Mamma Shen had laughed at him mercilessly at the time.

……

An hour later, the sky was fully bright.

…

…

Fully dressed, Chu Li and Mu Yunjin headed to Fairyland Mountain Villa.

On the way, Mu Yunjin kept imagining what spectacular sight Chu Li was referring to. Within Fairyland Mountain Villa, apart from the hot springs and the clouds that never dispersed, there was nothing else that could be called spectacular.

Thinking of this, Mu Yunjin couldn’t help but purse her lips, unconsciously touching her lower abdomen, calculating when she should tell Chu Li about her pregnancy.

Lost in thought, they arrived at Fairyland Mountain Villa.

Today, remarkably, there were no guards at the entrance of Fairyland Mountain Villa. As the two walked into the villa, they were enveloped by clouds, as if they had entered a fairyland.

This place, along with the thousand-year-old tree at Water Cloud Temple, was the only thing that had remained from their previous life to the present.

So for the two of them, these two places held extraordinary significance.

After entering Fairyland Mountain Villa, Chu Li led Mu Yunjin down a quiet path.

Mu Yunjin remembered this path—ahead was a grove of purple bamboo. That day, she and Chu Li had dug a hole in the ground and buried two pieces of broken silver there.

As they walked, they arrived at the purple bamboo grove.

Chu Li’s footsteps stopped at the spot where they had buried the silver that day.

“Since we’re here, why not dig up what we buried that day?” Chu Li turned to her, a distinguished smile gracing his features.

Hearing this, Mu Yunjin was somewhat surprised. “Didn’t we say we’d dig it up when we’re old?”

“Perhaps many little silver pieces have grown inside by now?” Chu Li teased.

“Oh?” Mu Yunjin became intrigued. She took out the dagger she carried and began to dig the soil.

Today, the soil was not easy to dig.

She dug until her wrists trembled, but only managed to excavate a small part of the soil. She remembered that last time, the soil wasn’t this hard.

“Whew, you try!” Mu Yunjin extended the dagger, letting Chu Li dig.

Chu Li showed no intention of moving, looking down at her. “Since you’ve already started digging, you should finish it. Otherwise, the wish you made might not come true.”

“Hmph!” Mu Yunjin snorted lightly, ultimately giving in to Chu Li’s superstitious words. Could this Fairyland Mountain Villa be so magical?

Could it transform the two pieces of broken silver they had buried into a pile?

With this thought, she intensified her digging efforts.

This time, she uncovered something.

It was a brocade box!

Mu Yunjin took the brocade box out from the soil, brushed off the dirt clinging to it, and discovered it was a brand new box.

Just as she was about to open it, she noticed that the box was locked.

And it had three locks.

“Chu Li, this…” Mu Yunjin stood up, holding the box, looking at Chu Li with confusion.

“It seems this purple bamboo grove is indeed quite magical,” Chu Li played with the locks on the box, without saying much more, and led Mu Yunjin forward with his arm around her.

Mu Yunjin held the box in a daze, occasionally glancing at Chu Li, then at the box. For some reason, her heart began to accelerate.

She gently shook the box, finding that it made no sound at all.

What on earth was inside?

……

After passing through the purple bamboo grove, Chu Li and Mu Yunjin came to an open space. On this open ground, apart from the drifting clouds, there was nothing else.

“We’re here,” Chu Li suddenly announced.

Mu Yunjin looked around, then raised her eyes to Chu Li, not quite understanding. “The spectacular sight?”

“Yes, the spectacular sight,” Chu Li smiled at her.

“…” Mu Yunjin pursed her lips, looking left and right, but couldn’t see anything special.

Just then, Chu Li’s right hand suddenly gathered a light blue glow, emanating spiritual energy. With a gentle wave of his sleeve, the light blue radiance shot toward the open space before them.

In a moment, a platform gradually appeared on the ground that had been filled with swirling clouds, standing quietly, looking ethereal and illusory.

“Qionghua Platform.” Seeing this high platform, Mu Yunjin was extremely surprised. This platform had been destroyed a thousand years ago. How could it reappear today?

“Huan’er, would you call this spectacular?” Chu Li asked softly.

Mu Yunjin nodded, unconsciously walking forward. “Is this an illusion or is it real?”

“Go and see for yourself,” Chu Li released her hand, and Mu Yunjin jogged over.

Getting closer, Mu Yunjin found that this platform was not an illusion but was truly there.

This was indeed spectacular.

“Let’s go up and have a look,” Chu Li approached, taking Mu Yunjin’s hand again, and they walked up to the platform.

Step by step, memories of the past flashed in their minds—

“Huan’er, when I marry you in the future, I will take you to the top of Qionghua Platform to overlook a sea of red wedding finery.”

“Brother Qing, don’t make such grand claims. This Qionghua Platform is the private property of the Heavenly Emperor. How could we have our way with it?”

“If I say we can, then we can.”

……

Later, during that chaotic battle, Si Qing personally destroyed this platform. The entire Qionghua Platform, in a single night, turned to dust.

……

Walking up this platform today, Mu Yunjin’s feelings were increasingly complex.

From the first step to the last, neither of them spoke a single word.

Upon reaching the highest point of Qionghua Platform, Mu Yunjin walked to the edge and gripped the railing, looking at the countless sights below.

Standing at this height, she could see the people coming and going in the market, could see a vast open grassland on the outskirts, and could even make out the majestic golden palace in the distance.

“Chu Li, what’s inside this brocade box?” Mu Yunjin was about to turn around to ask Chu Li, but a pair of hands from behind covered her eyes.

Then, a deep yet melodious voice came to her ears—

“Huan’er, when I marry you in the future, I will take you to the top of Qionghua Platform to overlook a sea of red wedding finery.”

Mu Yunjin’s body stiffened.

Chu Li could feel her eyelashes trembling lightly against his palms.

……

“Huan’er, I hope all this is not too late.”

……

After Chu Li’s words, he gently removed his hands, and Mu Yunjin, in his embrace, slowly opened her eyes.

What she saw was a sea of red.

The previously bustling streets were now covered with a layer of red. All those coming and going had stopped, holding red embroidered balls in their hands, waving them in the direction of the platform.

The vast grassland on the outskirts, with its emerald green grass, had also been dyed a bright red. She could even see several children dressed in red brocade chasing and playing.

The majestic golden palace in the distance was adorned with red lanterns and red silk. At a glance, it was a splendid sea of red.

In such a short time, every place within Mu Yunjin’s sight was, as Chu Li had said, a vast expanse of red wedding finery.

Watching this extraordinary scene before her, tears spilled from Mu Yunjin’s eyes. Thinking of the desperate, heart-piercing pain from before, and then of all they had regained now…

She truly thanked the heavens for allowing her and Si Qing to meet again.

“Silly girl, why are you crying?” Chu Li tenderly wiped the tears from her cheeks, though his voice was somewhat choked.

Huan’er, I’ve finally fulfilled my promise to you.

Mu Yunjin was still sobbing incessantly. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly saw Chu Li kneeling on one knee before her. In his palm was a small box containing a glass ring.

“Mu Yunjin, will you marry me?”

“Pfft…” Mu Yunjin, who had been sobbing, suddenly laughed at this sight, somewhat spoiling the mood.

Where had Chu Li learned this modern trick?

Seeing her laugh like this, Chu Li couldn’t help but feel a bit awkward, a faint blush rising to his face.

It seemed he shouldn’t have trusted State Preceptor An’s words after all.

If it hadn’t been for him telling Chu Li that Huan’er was no ordinary woman, and that she had once traversed to another world, and would like the proposal style from that world, he would never have impulsively believed him.

Catching the subtle, embarrassed expression on Chu Li’s face, Mu Yunjin quickly extended her hand. “I will.”

Chu Li was momentarily stunned.

“Hurry and put it on for me,” Mu Yunjin anxiously wiggled her ring finger.

A smile spread across Chu Li’s lips. He took out the glass ring and gently slipped it onto Mu Yunjin’s ring finger. Then he slowly stood up and tightly embraced her, his thin lips against her ear, softly saying—

“Huan’er, I love you.”

Mu Yunjin suddenly felt as if she was immersed in honey, a sweet smile spreading across her lips. “Si Qing, I love you too.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, her lips were sealed by Chu Li’s, a deep, lingering kiss enveloping her. Atop the platform, the two figures clung tightly together.

……

From below, not far away, came the sounds of cheerful teasing.

State Preceptor An, Qiqi, Huang Yan, Huaying, Qu Xinyao, Xu Heyu, Yun Lianqing, Bai Qinghuan, and many disciples of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion stood at the purple bamboo grove of Fairyland Mountain Villa, looking up at the two figures on the high platform, each wearing genuine smiles, their eyes filled with deep joy.

On the other side, Yun Guangyao, Consort Rong, Jiang Qingxue, Bei Tang Wenfeng, Bei Qili, Chu Qingyuan, Murong Rusu, Xiao Yu’er, Song Chun, and Ding Xian stood together, their gazes also fixed on the high platform.

Little Mu’er, held by Jiang Qingxue, was also looking eagerly at the platform. At first, he couldn’t see clearly, but after watching for a while, his little mouth split into a wide grin.

……

The two on the platform finally separated after a long while, both breathing lightly.

“Huan’er, put on the wedding dress,” Chu Li pressed his forehead against Mu Yunjin’s, speaking with unexpected urgency.

“Wedding dress?” Mu Yunjin was momentarily stunned, then her gaze fell on the brocade box on the ground.

This…

Everything had been premeditated!

The spectacular sight that Chu Li had brought her to see today was truly something she had never seen before.

It was both surprising and delightful.