Embraced in Siqing’s arms, Fuhuan could feel his slightly trembling body and his arms tightening from time to time.

Holding Fuhuan, only after seeing her safely awake did Siqing’s long-tense heart finally relax. But thinking of what Fuhuan had done for him, his heart couldn’t hide its palpitations, along with some helplessness and, even more, heartache.

She had made such a great sacrifice. What could he give her in return?

“Fuhuan, is it worth it?” Siqing released her, placed both hands on her shoulders, looked into her eyes, and spoke softly.

“Of course it’s worth it.” Fuhuan’s lips curved into a faint smile. “At least now, none of us has been harmed, right?”

Siqing frowned, not knowing why a hint of irritation suddenly seeped into his heart.

She had exhausted her lifetime of cultivation and still said she hadn’t been harmed?

“Siqing, I understand how deep the Heavenly Emperor’s obsession with Chunmeng is. Unless Chunmeng ends her own life, the Heavenly Emperor will never let her leave in this lifetime.”

“You want to take Chunmeng away, unless you can overthrow the Celestial Realm. But the price of overthrowing the Celestial Realm—you and I both know what that would be.”

…

…

Fuhuan’s expression became solemn. After speaking, she glanced at Siqing again.

Seeing that Siqing still had a complex expression, Fuhuan changed her tone and boldly grabbed his hand. “Now that I’ve lost my cultivation, I’ll have to rely on you, Lord Nether God, to protect me in the future.”

Siqing could sense her genuine thoughts and knew she was comforting him. He couldn’t help but tighten his grip on her hand and envelop her in his embrace again.

Right now, he just wanted to hold her.

Nestled in Siqing’s arms, Fuhuan increasingly felt that what she had done this time was so worthwhile. Her other hand boldly wrapped around Siqing’s waist, her lips revealing a sweet smile.

“By the way, have you settled Chunmeng well?” Fuhuan asked about Chunmeng.

“Mm.” Siqing nodded.

Hearing this, Fuhuan was relieved and proactively let go of Siqing. “It’s getting late, and you can’t stay here too long. You should go back first.”

“Then I’ll come see you tomorrow.” Siqing gazed deeply at Fuhuan.

“Let’s wait until I’ve recovered. I’ve just moved to the Celestial Realm, and many eyes are watching. You can’t come here every day with Wuji Tianzun.” Fuhuan was well aware of the delicate situation. Right now, she couldn’t openly be with Siqing.

Hearing this, Siqing nodded slightly. Before leaving, he gave Fuhuan a jade bottle.

“Three pills a day, don’t take more.” After speaking, Siqing patted Fuhuan’s head.

“Mm.” Fuhuan smiled.

…

On this day, Fuhuan’s heart was filled with sweetness.

Never had there been a moment when she felt that losing her lifetime of cultivation was so worthwhile, so joyful.

“Young Mistress, what are you so happy about?” When Ziyu brought in the medicine prescribed by the Ziwei Emperor, she saw Fuhuan leaning on the bed with a smile on her lips.

“Nothing, just suddenly thought of some amusing things.” Fuhuan smiled, reaching out to take the medicine bowl from Ziyu’s hand.

Holding the bowl, Fuhuan gently blew on it, took a sip, and then looked up at Ziyu. “Today, Wuji Tianzun and Lord Nether God came to my room to visit me. Remember to prepare some small gifts for them to express gratitude.”

Hearing this, Ziyu was momentarily stunned, then quickly understood Fuhuan’s meaning. “Mm, don’t worry, Young Mistress. Wuji Tianzun and Lord Nether God came to your room together today to visit you.”

“Elder Madame Yu, you truly are a clever person.” Fuhuan chuckled, her mood even better.

Ziyu smiled and said, “It seems Young Mistress’s good mood has a reason.”

“Mm.” Fuhuan nodded without denying it.

“However, there are many eyes and ears in the Celestial Realm. Young Mistress would be better not to get too close to Lord Nether God.” Ziyu reminded Fuhuan.

“I understand. I know my limits.” After speaking, Fuhuan drained the medicine from the bowl in one go.

After drinking, Fuhuan lay down and closed her eyes for a short rest.

Left alone in the room, Fuhuan lay for a while, then slowly opened her eyes, suddenly thinking of the great calamity mentioned by the Ziwei Emperor.

Now, except for a bit of lightness skill and weak spiritual energy, she had almost no other powers. If the great calamity came, how should she respond?

If she couldn’t respond adequately, wouldn’t she die?

Fuhuan suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation, and her heart began to feel uneasy.

After staying at Phoenix Feather Pavilion for two more days, Fuhuan’s body had largely recovered, and on this day, the Heavenly Emperor also came to Phoenix Feather Pavilion.

Now, facing the Heavenly Emperor, Fuhuan always had a guilty feeling.

“Greetings to the Heavenly Emperor.” In the hall of Phoenix Feather Pavilion, Fuhuan bowed to the Heavenly Emperor.

“If you’re not well, there’s no need for formalities.” The Heavenly Emperor waved his hand at Fuhuan.

Fuhuan thanked him and sat down nearby.

“I heard from the Ziwei Emperor that your star chart has changed, and a great calamity will befall you. Now your lifetime of cultivation has also disappeared?” The Heavenly Emperor raised his eyebrows, seeking confirmation from Fuhuan.

Fuhuan bit her lip and nodded slightly. “That day when I returned to Phoenix Feather Pavilion, I inexplicably fainted. When I woke up, Father told me I had been unconscious for a full fifteen days, and my cultivation was also gone.”

“So I guess it might be related to the anomaly in the star chart,” Fuhuan added.

Hearing this, the Heavenly Emperor let out a long sigh. “That’s truly unfortunate.”

Fuhuan’s phoenix divine power was of great use to him. Now that her cultivation was lost, it truly exceeded his expectations.

But at this point, there was nothing to be done.

“During this period, you need not go to the Qinghua Emperor. With your cultivation lost, there’s not much you can do there. Stay peacefully at Phoenix Feather Pavilion and recover.” The Heavenly Emperor said.

Fuhuan nodded. “Thank you, Heavenly Emperor.”

“Mm, now that your Phoenix Feather Pavilion has relocated to the Celestial Realm, if you need anything, just send someone to report it. If you need additional staff, you can find the Heavenly Empress.” After speaking, the Heavenly Emperor stood up, preparing to leave.

Fuhuan felt that her conscience was truly being condemned!

After seeing off the Heavenly Emperor, Fuhuan ordered someone to move a rocking chair to the back garden.

In the back garden, Fuhuan sat in the rocking chair, basking in the sun and eating fruit. Now that she didn’t have to go to the Qinghua Emperor, she had regained half her freedom.

With the extra time, she could secretly do some things she wanted to do.

For instance…

Going to the Ephemeral Tree.

Thinking of the Ephemeral Tree, Fuhuan couldn’t sit still for a moment. She quickly stood up and hurriedly walked towards the main gate of Phoenix Feather Pavilion.

As she approached the gate, before stepping out, she saw Lengyuan bringing Zhuling, walking gently towards her Phoenix Feather Pavilion.

“Fuhuan, are you planning to go out?” Seeing Fuhuan standing at the entrance, Lengyuan smiled gracefully.

Fuhuan opened her mouth and quickly made up a reason. “I was just planning to go to the big garden outside to walk around and breathe some fresh air.”

“Then let’s go together.” After speaking, Lengyuan stepped forward and linked arms with Fuhuan, walking forward together.

Inside Phoenix Feather Pavilion, Ziyu saw this scene outside and quickly came out, following behind Fuhuan and Lengyuan along with Zhuling.

…

“Fuhuan, I heard you caught a cold recently. Have you recovered now?” Lengyuan looked at Fuhuan with a worried face.

A cold?

Fuhuan’s eyes changed slightly, and then she suddenly recalled what the Ziwei Emperor had said—that externally it was claimed she was ill. But she hadn’t expected Lengyuan to also be classified as an outsider by the Ziwei Emperor.

However, since Lengyuan didn’t know she had fainted, there was no need to tell her to avoid worrying her.

“Mm, I’ve already fully recovered.” Fuhuan smiled slightly.

“That’s good. When I came to see you a while back, the Ziwei Emperor kept preventing me from entering, which made me very anxious. It was only just now when I met the Heavenly Emperor, who said you had recovered, that I came to see you on the way.”

Fuhuan’s expression was calm. When her gaze fell upon the charming purple clothes Lengyuan was wearing, she couldn’t help but speak up. “Sister, why are all your clothes this color now?”

Hearing this, Lengyuan released Fuhuan, opened her arms, and twirled in front of Fuhuan. “Previously, I disliked purple the most, but ever since I wore it while waiting for Siqing at the Lotus Pool, I discovered that wearing this color makes me look extremely compatible with him when we stand together.”

“So, I had several more made. Do they look good?”

Being asked like this, Fuhuan felt somewhat troubled. How to say it? In the past, Lengyuan loved to wear light-colored clothes, which matched her gentle and subtle character, looking very comfortable.

But this charming purple, deep and bewitching, looked somewhat strange on Lengyuan, as if Lengyuan’s personality had also changed along with the color of her clothes.

Thinking about it, Fuhuan was a bit speechless with herself. How could she associate so much just with someone wearing a different color?

“Purple is nice, but Sister, you should still wear other colors to look better,” Fuhuan replied.

“But now I feel that no other color compares to this purple,” Lengyuan inwardly disdained Fuhuan’s response.

Wasn’t it just that she couldn’t stand seeing her and Siqing wearing the same color?

Well, she would wear it all the more!

Since Lengyuan had said so, Fuhuan couldn’t say anything more.

“By the way, Fuhuan…” Lengyuan thought of something.

“Hm?”

“I heard that Wuji Tianzun and Siqing came to visit you a couple of days ago?” Lengyuan asked.

Fuhuan was slightly startled and woodenly nodded. “Yes, Wuji Tianzun wanted to visit me. Lord Nether God happened to be with him, so he came along.”

This answer made Fuhuan’s heart twist.

Now, she liked Siqing, and Siqing might have a tiny bit of feeling for her too…

Then, Lengyuan also liked Siqing, and she was always concealing her feelings for Siqing in front of Lengyuan, which didn’t seem right.

But she didn’t dare tell Lengyuan about this…

Ah, everything was in chaos.

“You’ve reminded me.” Lengyuan smiled lightly.

After speaking, Lengyuan suddenly moved closer to Fuhuan and whispered in her ear, “I heard that Siqing is also playing chess at Wuji Palace today. Later, you can pretend to go find Wuji Tianzun for a chat, and then send Ziyu to Wuji Palace to find you, saying that I’m ill.”

“Then, you can bring Siqing to my Cuiling Palace for me, alright?”

Fuhuan frowned, her body stiffening as she processed Lengyuan’s words. “What does Sister want to do?”

“Recently, I’ve had some small disagreements with Siqing. If he knows I’m ill, he’ll surely rush to see me. Fuhuan, you’ll help your sister, won’t you?”

“I…”