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Two hundred years pass in the blink of an eye.
The red lotus is like fire, and a sound of rushing water emanates from the jade green pond.
Water droplets dripped from Yulan's hair, as Yulan hurriedly ran to Changheng with freshly picked water caltrop in her arms.
"Changheng, please make me Lotus Root and Pork Rib Soup today." Lazily lying on the rattan chair, Changheng hadn't opened his eyes yet and said, "You've been drinking this soup for two hundred years, aren't you tired of it yet?"
Yulan couldn't help but blurt out, "How could I ever get tired of the soup you make?"
Changheng opened his eyes and, in the instant he looked at Yulan, his expression couldn't help but be stunned.
When she saw his ears turning red, Yulan asked with concern, "Changheng, are you feeling hot? I'll go get you some chilled Hundred Flowers Dew."
"Shorty."
Changheng grabbed Yuanchen's hand, and as Yulan turned to look at Changheng with a puzzled expression, Yuanchen's face blushed and he stammered, "Don't you feel cold?"
"Cold?"
Following Changheng's gaze, Yulan saw her wet, thin shirt clinging tightly to her chest...
"You lecherous immortal!" Yulan exclaimed in anger, then jumped up and fiercely punched Changheng in the eye before fleeing.
After using spells to dry the clothes, Yulan hid in the sickroom and dared not go out. Shong Ling once said that Changheng is a very high-ranking immortal on the Ninth Level Pass. Apart from the Demon King, those who dare to lay hands on him are no longer in this world.
In the past, Yulan used to just banter with Changheng, but today Yulan actually hit him.
"Shorty," hearing Changheng's voice, Yulan couldn't help but grip his trembling right hand.
It's done, it's done. Yulan thought Changheng would definitely beat her up badly.
But he said outside the door, "Just now... I didn't mean to. I'm sorry."
With a muffled sound, Yulan was shocked and fell directly from the chair.
"Did the little dwarf hurt himself?" Changheng asked nervously, pushing the door open with a panda eye.
Yulan tightly pursed her lips and looked at the comical appearance of Changheng in front of her, but she couldn't help feeling a warmth in her heart.
Seeing Yulan remain silent, Changheng quickly helped her up and said, "Don't be angry. I've already stewed some Lotus Root and Pork Rib Soup for you."
Upon hearing Changheng's domineering yet pleasing words, Yulan couldn't help but curl her lips.
Having been his maid for two hundred years, Changheng was not only domineering and sharp-tongued, but also treated her fairly well on regular days.
In addition to frequently stewing Lotus Root and Pork Rib Soup, he also brews tea-infused liquor for Yulan to drink. Most importantly, he patiently teaches Yulan spells, causing Yulan's cultivation to soar in just two hundred years.
"I can refrain from getting angry, unless you answer me one thing," Yulan looked at Changheng and asked.
Changheng was stunned for a moment, then blushed and said, "You... go ahead and ask, I will truthfully answer."
In the two hundred years of getting along with Changheng, Yulan understood him so well that she even knew the minute details, such as a red mole on his left arm and how he would lightly raise his right eyebrow when woken up.
So Yulan naturally has an idea about his cultivation. Yulan said, "Since you can purify the impure air in the courtyard, why not purify the entire Luofu Mountain?"
"You..."
As if not expecting Yulan to ask this, Changheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "You don't need to ask about this. The soup is almost ready. I'll go check on it at the stove first."
"Changheng, you said you would answer truthfully. Going back on your word is despicable!" Yulan blocked his path angrily.
In this moment, Changheng's deep eyes dimmed involuntarily. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Yulan's hair, pulling Yulan aside, and said in a low voice, "Do you want soup, or do you want a beating?"
"......"
Yulan has been practicing on Luofu Mountain for nearly a thousand years, naturally having deep feelings for this mountain.
Sipping the fragrant Lotus Root and Pork Rib Soup, Yulan thought to herself that if Changheng was unwilling to tell her the reason, she would go to the Madiao desk to extract the truth from Shong Ling.
That day, while Changheng was taking a nap, Yulan was about to sneak off to find Shong Ling when she suddenly saw a colorful auspicious cloud appear on the hazy horizon.
"What a beautiful fairy," Yulan exclaimed, but then he saw the fairy in a lake-blue dress suddenly descend from the clouds and appear in the backyard.
"Are you the one cultivated by the Upper God?" the blue-clad fairy asked Yulan excitedly, scrutinizing him.
What is Upper God? pressing for a quick decision? Yulan twitched her mouth, not expecting this beautiful fairy to be a fool.
Yulan said, "There's nothing you're looking for here, fairy. Go back where you came from."
If there is too much noise to wake Changheng, Yulan won't have the chance to find Shong Ling again today.
"It's impossible. You are clearly pressing for a quick decision." The Blue-clad Fairy's watery gaze pierced through Yulan's head. "So, the Upper God is indeed here."
Hearing the familiar footsteps, Yulan turned to look at the gloomy-faced Changheng and teasingly said, "Upper God, there's a fairy with a broken head looking for you here."
However, as soon as Yulan finished speaking, a dazzling blue light struck towards Yulan's face.
The powerful momentum made Yulan startled, and just when she thought she would be disfigured, a golden light blocked the blue light of the fairy.
"How dare you!" Hearing Changheng's intimidating low drink, Yulan and the Blue-clad Fairy beside her trembled in fear.
For a thousand years, Yulan had never seen Changheng so angry. Is it just because Yulan made a joke that this girl is a fool?
"rippleSee His Majesty."
Seeing Blue-clad Fairy gracefully bow, Yulan was suddenly struck dumb as if by a thunderbolt.
Even though Yulan has never been to the Ninth Heaven, the name of the water deity ripple is widely known.
ripple is recognized as the second most beautiful woman in the heavenly realm, while her talented older sister Rose is considered the most beautiful woman in the heavenly realm.
Such a fairy would not be foolish. But if she is not foolish, then Changheng would not be...
Facing Yulan's puzzled gaze, Changheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Yulan, you should step aside first." Before Yulan could even question, she was blown by a gust of wind three miles away onto Shong Ling's Madiao desk.
"Heavens! I had a great hand."
Seeing that the Madiao on the table had been messed up by Yulan, Shong Ling sighed and said, "Yulan, what kind of northwest wind are you drawing today?"
If it were in the past when she was trying to pursue Shong Ling, Yulan would definitely have made a soft and charming appearance in front of him to make him like her.
However, now Yulan is standing on the Madiao desk, bending over and grabbing his clothes, asking with a fierce look, "Why is Changheng the son of the heavenly realm? Why am I pressing for a quick decision? If you don't tell me now, I will tear my clothes and run out to tell all the monsters on Luofu Mountain that you have insulted me!"
Yulan released his clothes and was about to start tearing his clothes. Shong Ling anxiously held Yulan's hand and said, "Junior sister, don't make a scene. I'll tell you what you want to know!"
"Junior sister?! Who is your junior sister?" Yulan looked at Shong Ling in surprise and asked, as Shong Ling hurriedly covered her mouth.
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