Hearing Siqing’s name again, Fuhuan silently sighed in her heart and looked up at Lengyan. “Sister, why are you specifically emphasizing Siqing?”

Lengyan smiled gently, sitting down beside Fuhuan and taking her hand. “Huan’er, you’ve always been the most clever one with ideas. This time, you must help me.”

“Sister, have you encountered some difficulty?” Fuhuan hadn’t yet understood Lengyan’s meaning.

“Siqing rarely shows his face, but this time he’ll be staying in the Heavenly Realm for five days. Isn’t this a good opportunity for me to get close to him?” Lengyan’s lips curled into a smile, and when mentioning Siqing, her eyes couldn’t hide the deep affection she felt.

Hearing this, Fuhuan’s heart suddenly sank.

“Huan’er, you’ve previously encountered Siqing in the Netherworld and got along quite well. Why don’t you help me create some opportunities to be alone with Siqing? What do you think?” Lengyan squeezed Fuhuan’s hand slightly, looking at her with anticipation.

Fuhuan hadn’t expected Lengyan to present her with such a difficult task. She frowned, saying with difficulty, “But since Youlan and the Heavenly Emperor made those accusations, many people think there’s something between Siqing and me. Now I’m trying to avoid him as much as possible, so I’m afraid I can’t help you, Sister.”

“Those with clear consciences fear no accusations. Time will prove everything. The more you avoid him, the more others will misunderstand your relationship.”

Lengyan then took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it to Fuhuan. “Tomorrow afternoon, please deliver this to Siqing for me. After reading it, he will understand my feelings.”

…

…

“Huan’er, Sister’s lifelong happiness depends entirely on you.”

“I…” Fuhuan opened her mouth, feeling the letter Lengyan had given her burning hot in her hand.

On one side was her dear sister, on the other was the man she had begun to like.

To matchmake them…

She was truly in a difficult position.

“Sister, perhaps you should ask someone else to do this. I’m afraid I won’t do it well,” Fuhuan said, trying to return the letter to Lengyan.

Seeing this, Lengyan looked at Fuhuan with deeper meaning in her eyes, then displayed a trace of sadness. “Huan’er, I’ve finally found someone I like, and only you can help me now. Just deliver this letter to Siqing, that’s all. Once he reads the contents, he’ll surely understand what kind of sincere heart I have for him in this world.”

Lengyan pushed the letter back to Fuhuan.

This time, Fuhuan couldn’t refuse.

“Since you’ve agreed, come to the Heavenly Realm early tomorrow. Afternoon, help me deliver this letter to Siqing.” Lengyan smiled with relief, then stood up and left.

After walking a few steps, Lengyan deliberately looked back at Fuhuan, her lips slowly curling into a smile with unclear intentions.

She understood Fuhuan too well. Fuhuan wouldn’t refuse her. By using Fuhuan’s hand to approach Siqing, it was not only more convenient than approaching him herself but would also make Fuhuan retreat, knowing the situation was difficult.

Behind her, Fuhuan sat in place, looking at the letter and silently sinking into thought.

After Lengyan left, Ziyu returned and, seeing the letter in her hand, immediately understood. “Master, you see? The Lord of the Netherworld has countless admirers.”

…

The next day, Fuhuan went to the Heavenly Realm early, first to the Ziwei Emperor’s palace.

The Ziwei Emperor was about to leave when he saw Fuhuan and immediately spoke, “You’ve come at the right time. The Heavenly Emperor just sent an oral decree requesting your attendance at the regular meeting.”

“What? I have to go too?” Fuhuan pointed at herself in surprise.

“That’s right, you. I was just about to go to your Phoenix Feather Pavilion to find you, but you’ve delivered yourself to my door.” After speaking, the Ziwei Emperor grabbed Fuhuan and hurried toward Qingyang Hall.

Fuhuan followed beside the Ziwei Emperor, her steps hurried. “Father, isn’t this meeting only for those venerable and virtuous immortal deities in the Heavenly Realm? How did it become my turn?”

“Girl, don’t underestimate yourself. You’re the Daughter of the Phoenix, born as a High Goddess. We old fellows rely on seniority, but you rely on heavenly mandate.” The Ziwei Emperor looked Fuhuan over, teasing her.

Fuhuan laughed lightly, her face flushed. “Father, you’re making me blush with such praise.”

“You’ve always been thick-skinned. Today you can’t handle these compliments?” The Ziwei Emperor glanced at her.

“No matter how thick-skinned, I’m still a woman. Now that I’m grown up, I should be more reserved.” As Fuhuan spoke, her smile deepened.

The Ziwei Emperor sighed and poked Fuhuan’s forehead.

Halfway there, the Ziwei Emperor suddenly spoke again, “By the way, why did you come to the Heavenly Realm today?”

“With nothing to do, I came to see Father.” Fuhuan made up an excuse.

The Ziwei Emperor glanced at her, his eyes clearly showing disbelief.

Upon reaching Qingyang Hall, Fuhuan followed the Ziwei Emperor in. As soon as she sat down, she noticed that today’s seating arrangement was again three per table.

After she and the Ziwei Emperor took their seats, she instinctively looked at the empty seat beside her.

“Don’t even think about it. Siqing won’t sit here.” The Ziwei Emperor seemed to have noticed her little scheme and spoke to her in a low voice.

Fuhuan frowned and immediately deflated.

How nice it would be if Siqing sat beside her; then she could give him Lengyan’s letter directly, saving herself another trip to find him.

Just as she was thinking this, Siqing entered the hall from outside, walked forward, and finally sat down directly across from Fuhuan.

As he sat down, he raised his eyes and saw Fuhuan opposite him. A strange look flashed in his eyes before he immediately looked away.

Fuhuan was irritated by Siqing’s behavior.

It was just about avoiding suspicion, wasn’t it?

Did he have to avoid her like the plague?

Fuhuan silently glared at Siqing, then likewise looked away, thinking to herself that if it weren’t for Lengyan asking her to deliver the letter, she wouldn’t have come to see this cold face!

Just as she was thinking this, the Heavenly Emperor entered from outside.

Everyone stood up, paid their respects to the Heavenly Emperor, and then sat back down. Following custom, the Heavenly Emperor began to address each branch one by one.

Throughout the entire morning, Fuhuan listened to matters that had nothing to do with her, secretly yawning several times.

“Fuhuan.” The Heavenly Emperor suddenly called Fuhuan’s name.

Fuhuan immediately stood up, looking toward the Heavenly Emperor, waiting for what would follow.

“As a High Goddess, you can’t continue to be so idle. Starting today, you will relocate Phoenix Feather Pavilion to the Heavenly Realm and undergo trials under the Great Emperor Qinghua.” The Heavenly Emperor said.

“…” Fuhuan paused slightly, carefully digesting the Heavenly Emperor’s words.

Relocate the Phoenix Feather Pavilion to the Heavenly Realm.

And have her undergo trials under the Great Emperor Qinghua—wasn’t this just a disguised form of monitoring her?

Originally, with Phoenix Feather Pavilion not located in the Heavenly Realm, she lived freely and comfortably. Now, with it relocated to the Heavenly Realm and her following the Great Emperor Qinghua, wouldn’t all her activities be under the Heavenly Emperor’s watchful eye?

“What’s wrong? Are you dissatisfied?” The Heavenly Emperor raised an eyebrow, seeing Fuhuan had not spoken for some time.

“Fuhuan wouldn’t dare.” Fuhuan smiled, then looked toward the Great Emperor Qinghua sitting to the lower left of the Heavenly Emperor. “Fuhuan has long admired the Great Emperor Qinghua’s prestigious reputation. It is Fuhuan’s honor to undergo trials under the Great Emperor Qinghua.”

The Heavenly Emperor seemed quite satisfied with Fuhuan’s response. “Good. After the five-day regular meeting ends, you may go with the Great Emperor Qinghua to temporarily reside at his Eastern Wonderous Strict Palace. From now on, he will be your master, and you must listen well to your master’s words. Understand?”

“Fuhuan understands.”

“Good, you may sit.”

After sitting down, Fuhuan crossed her arms, her heart fluttering wildly.

In the Heavenly Realm, there were four Great Emperors of high status at the eastern, southern, western, and northern extremes. Among them, her father, the Ziwei Emperor, belonged to the northern extreme.

The Great Emperor Qinghua belonged to the eastern extreme, overseeing all living beings, mainly responsible for guiding virtuous spirits and souls. For those who accumulated good deeds and achieved perfect virtue, he would scatter hundreds of auspicious lights to guide them to ascend to heaven and become immortals.

The Great Emperor of Longevity of the southern extreme, also known as the Southern Immortal Elder, was the god of longevity.

The Great Emperor of the Western Heaven Sovereign controlled all thunder.

…

Among these four Great Emperors, the busiest and most serious was the Great Emperor Qinghua.

Fuhuan pressed her lips together, privately thinking about the forbidden area incident. Though everything seemed peaceful on the surface, she had still aroused the Heavenly Emperor’s suspicion, and he was determined to keep her under his watchful eye.

With this thought, Fuhuan secretly glanced across at Siqing.

Siqing’s gaze was also resting on her. After their eyes met, they both quickly looked away, neither looking at the other.

As the morning meeting ended, Fuhuan sat somewhat glumly in her seat. Just as she was about to lay her head down to rest, the Ziwei Emperor tugged at her sleeve. “Quickly go pay respects to your master.”

Master…

Fuhuan looked up and saw that the Great Emperor Qinghua was still sitting in his seat, not having left. She hurriedly stood up and walked over to him.

“Fuhuan pays her respects to the Great Emperor Qinghua.” Fuhuan approached and bowed slightly to the Great Emperor Qinghua.

The Great Emperor Qinghua nodded, stroking his white beard as he looked Fuhuan over. “Good natural talent, but I wonder if you can endure hardship.”

“Fuhuan is not afraid of hardship.” Fuhuan smiled lightly, confidence flashing in her eyes.

Since the Heavenly Emperor had given her this task, she would do her best.

Accept what comes and make the best of it.

After paying respects to the Great Emperor Qinghua, Fuhuan suddenly remembered Lengyan’s matter, but when she turned her head, Siqing was no longer in his seat.

Seeing this, Fuhuan quickly ran out, wanting to get rid of Lengyan’s hot potato as soon as possible.

Leaving the hall, Fuhuan looked around and then ran toward the palace where Supreme Deity Wuji resided.

…

Inside Wuji Palace, Supreme Deity Wuji and Siqing had just sat down when the immortal child Mu Ge ran in to announce, “Deity, High Goddess Fuhuan has arrived.”

“Oh? That little girl…” Supreme Deity Wuji raised an eyebrow and looked over at Siqing beside him.

Siqing was drinking tea, his expression calm, showing no particular emotion.

“Let her in.” Supreme Deity Wuji waved to Mu Ge.

Mu Ge understood and ran out.

Before long, Fuhuan walked in quickly. As soon as she entered and saw Siqing there, she immediately sighed with relief.

“Greetings to Supreme Deity Wuji, greetings to the Lord of the Netherworld.”

“No need for formalities. What brings little Fuhuan to my place today?” Supreme Deity Wuji pointed to a seat nearby, indicating Fuhuan should sit.

Hearing this, Fuhuan took out Lengyan’s letter from her sleeve, stepped forward, and placed the letter on the table beside Siqing. “Someone entrusted me to give this to the Lord of the Netherworld. You left too quickly earlier, so I had to chase you here.”

Siqing, hearing the repeated ‘Lord’ that grated on his ears and seeing the flashy letter, frowned. He reached out, picked up the letter, and handed it back to Fuhuan. “Will you take it back yourself, or shall I tear it up?”

“…”

Hearing these words, Fuhuan’s mood inexplicably improved greatly. Her previously drooping face suddenly regained some spirit.

Was she too wicked? Siqing’s reaction to receiving the letter made her feel both comfortable and happy!

“Handle it yourself!”

After speaking, Fuhuan turned and strode away. As she turned, the smile on her face was brilliant and radiant.