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The sound of cracking ice, wrapped in the damp Peach Blossom Fragrance, drifted through the Window Lattice as I pressed my Palm against the Lingxi Pendant. The Jade Pendant, engraved with the Xuanjie totem, felt astonishingly hot at this moment, its edges shimmering with dark patterns that echoed the twilight glow of the southwestern horizon.
"Young Mistress, the Master has instructed you not to..." The maid's startled cry was abruptly cut off by the barrier outside, silenced by the Ling Huan Escape Technique.
The rainwater on the Azure Stone Slate reflected the distorted star trails of the Sky Dome. As I formed a seal, I caught a whiff of Xuan Shuang lingering on my Fingertip—last night, Xuan Yu had gripped my Wrist to perform a soul-binding technique, and the Laurel Fragrance floating in the cold mist was identical to the Apricot Blossom Petal in my hand.
The Liuli Tile of the Linghuan Xian Pavilion glowed with a faint blue light at midnight. I crushed the ice crystals hanging from the eaves, only to be tripped by the gnarled roots of a peach tree at the threshold, snagging my Hemline.
These spiritual veins, which should have unfurled under the nourishment of the spiritual spring, now curled like poisoned snakes, their severed ends oozing a dark light reminiscent of Rouge.
"Wang Xuan's Peach Blossom Calamity has even encroached here..." As my Fingertip brushed against the wood grain, half of a shattered Tongxin Pendant suddenly fell from my arms.
This was a "compensation" thrown to me by Xuan Yu in his study three days ago. At that time, he had swept his wide sleeves across the inkstone on the table, splattering ink onto my wedding dress; now those stains were subtly seeping out with an aroma of Apricot Blossom Fragrance.
The mirror in the center of the pavilion suddenly emitted a buzzing sound. I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, where golden star patterns around my neck had yet to fade. Those markings, once coldly referred to by Xuan Yu as "the marks a useless fairy should bear," now flickered in rhythm with the southwestern Rosy Glow.
The surface of the mirror suddenly rippled, revealing last night when he had gripped my nape while casting his spell; a half-fallen peach wood hairpin from his sleeve was unmistakably made from He Huan wood used during the dual cultivation ceremony in Linghuan Fairy Realm.
"Has Young Mistress fallen into emotional entanglement?" The voice of the elder guarding the pavilion startled me into knocking over a Jade Box on the table.
From it rolled out a Xuanbing Soul containing half a wilted Apricot Grove flower; surprisingly, the incantation floating on its icy surface shared origins with the seal Xuan Yu had drawn on my Glabella before leaving this morning.
As my Fingertip touched Ice Soul, a rumble suddenly resonated from the southwestern corner as if the earth's veins were trembling.
I stumbled and steadied myself against a trembling Crystal Column, witnessing golden spiritual energy flowing within its structure climbing along the patterns of my wedding dress—these embroideries that Xuan Yu mocked as "the mundane trinkets of Linghuan Fairy Realm," each silver thread precisely connecting to the core of the Xuanjie mountain protection array.
The thousand mechanisms on the top floor suddenly began to operate on their own. I watched as Star Sand suspended in mid-air gradually outlined the contours of Xuanbing Cave and suddenly recalled how on our wedding night, Xuan Yu had pinned me down on Heavenly Wine Table; the spilled wine had painted totems on my Ceremony Attire that matched exactly with what was displayed by the thousand mechanisms now.
As the first wisp of morning mist scented with Peach Scent seeped through the window cracks, I tightened my grip around the cooling Lingxi Pendant hidden in my sleeve.
In the mirror's reflection on my wedding dress's wide sleeves, where Xuan Yu had torn it last night, tiny Apricot Buds were beginning to sprout—just like that flicker of spiritual light struggling to bloom from his sleeve as he slammed the door behind him this morning.
Suddenly, that half-wilted Apricot Grove flower within Ice Soul burst open in my Palm; as its pale golden veins penetrated through Xuan Bing, an echoing phoenix cry emerged from that rumble in the southwestern corner.
I took a half-step back while gripping the suddenly heated Lingxi Pendant; as my wedding dress swept past Crystal Column, those wandering golden threads wove an intricate star map of Xuanjie onto Jadeite bricks.
"Young Mistress must know that Xuan Shuang and apricot fragrance are inherently antagonistic?"
The elder guarding the pavilion traced his fingers over thousand mechanisms; Star Sand suddenly coalesced into two tails forming yin-yang fish swimming in circles.
I gazed at one silver fish's familiar star pattern between its eyes; pain surged through my neck where Xuan Yu had bitten through our contract mark last night—what had spilled from his lips was undeniably sweet fragrance brewed from Apricot Grove.
"The Elder said..." I pressed the restless Tongxin Pendant hidden in my sleeve, and the sap seeping from the ice-cracked pattern carried the familiar scent of Agarwood that Wang Xuan often used. "Is Xuan Yu's aura of Xuan Shuang clashing with the Apricot Grove mark?"
Suddenly, fine snow fell from the glass dome, and at the torn seam of my wedding gown, an Apricot Bud instantly crystallized. The Elder struck the ground with his Peach Wood Staff, and the Qianji Disk suddenly revealed the scene of Xuanbing Cave—inside the Ice Coffin lay a woman, her hair adorned with the Hehuan wood hairpin that had slipped from Xuan Yu's sleeve last night.
" Immortal Princess Wang Xuan was afflicted by the Peach Blossom Curse a hundred years ago, and Immortal Sovereign used his own Immortal Bone as bait..." Before the Elder could finish speaking, my Lingxi Pendant in my sleeve emitted a tearing sound.
Looking down, I saw that the Incantation appearing on the surface of the jade pendant perfectly matched the seal that Xuan Yu had drawn on my Glabella this morning, while new cracks along its edges danced along the golden threads of my wedding gown.
As my Fingertip touched the projection of the Ice Coffin, the southwestern earth vein trembled once more. I stumbled and steadied myself against the edge of the table, witnessing silver fish leap from the Qianji Disk, transforming into strands of apricot fragrance that entwined around the Crystal Column—these columns cast shadows on the ground that clearly depicted the missing totem of the Linghuan Fairy Realm's protective formation.
"I see now." I tugged at the collar of my wedding gown; at this moment, the star patterns around my neck resonated with the mark on the woman's forehead in the Ice Coffin. "He used Heavenly Wedding Wine to reforge my soul protection array, intending to use me as..."
A deafening roar interrupted my thoughts as all forty-nine eternal lamps in the celestial pavilion suddenly extinguished. In the darkness, however, the silver threads on my wedding gown grew even brighter; those embroideries that Xuan Yu referred to as mundane were projecting a star map of Xuanjie onto the dome.
I gazed at the faintly visible Apricot Grove veins and suddenly recalled how he had torn open my Lapels on our wedding night; it was these very star trails that his trembling Fingertip had traced.
"Young Mistress, be careful!"
The Elder's exclamation coincided with a Xuanbing Arrow slicing through the air. I spun to evade a fatal strike, but my jade hairpin was swept away by a fierce wind.
In that moment when my hair fell loose, a Crimson Gold chain surged from the southwestern earth vein, wrapping around my Wrist and piercing directly into the center of the Qianji Disk.
Countless Star Sand suddenly coalesced into an illusory figure of Xuan Yu. His Xuan color robes billowed with Apricot Blossom Petals, yet in his right hand was my mother's accompanying spirit sword.
As he raised his gaze, a sudden burning pain shot through my neck—the star patterns there were igniting painfully; this was clearly a reaction from the Tongxin Spell he had swallowed mixed with blood when he bit into my collarbone that night.
"You are indeed here."
When a real voice came from behind me, I was just crushing half a Apricot Grove flower in Ice Soul. The aura of Xuan Shuang surrounding Xuan Yu collided with the celestial pavilion's barrier, causing all Apricot Buds on my wedding gown to bloom simultaneously.
He stared at the remnants of petals in my hand and suddenly sneered: "The daughter of Linghuan Fairy Realm actually relies on destroying relics to vie for favor?"
I countered by dispersing the illusory figure formed from Star Sand and watched as those light points seeped into the patterns of my wedding gown: " Immortal Sovereign chased after me late at night because he fears I might touch secrets I shouldn't?" My Lingxi Pendant suddenly buzzed; golden threads seeping from its cracks began to flow toward my Heart along my wrist veins.
Xuan Yu waved his wide sleeves, and the Xuan Bing froze the Qianji Disk into an ice sculpture, yet his steps halted three feet away from me. This distance was precisely the safe boundary marked by the peach wood sword when he taught me the Soul Solidification Technique that night.
I gazed at the swirling Apricot Grove patterns on his sleeves and suddenly caught a hint of the bitter wormwood scent unique to the Linghuan Fairy Realm's medicinal spring. "Wang Xuan's Peach Blossom Calamity requires a bloodline of close kin as a guide." I traced my fingers over the spiritual vein diagram that emerged on the Crystal Column, watching as the winding golden lines ultimately converged beneath the hem of a wedding gown. " Immortal Sovereign went to great lengths to bond with me; is it to nurture old love with the blood of the Linghuan Fairy Realm's heir?"
Thunder rumbled outside, and lightning illuminated Xuan Yu's suddenly constricted pupils. He raised his hand to grasp my wrist, but Xuan Shuang transformed into Apricot Blossom Rain upon touching the silver thread of my wedding gown. Seizing the opportunity, I crushed the Ice Soul hidden in my sleeve, watching as golden Star Sand formed a fragmented protective array of the Linghuan Fairy Realm in midair—the missing focal point was precisely that painting of "Xuanjie Snow Scene" hanging in Xuan Yu's study.
"Three days ago, when you shattered the inkstone, the ink soaked into the focal diagram..." I pulled apart my ink-stained lapels, revealing the Apricot Grove mark on my heart that flickered with Thunderlight. "This is your true betrothal gift for marrying me, isn't it?"
Xuan Yu's sudden surge of celestial power shook the immortal pavilion's beams, yet it dissipated abruptly upon reaching the apricot fragrance surrounding me. In his eyes, swirling with Xuan color mist, struggled to surface several strands of moon-white spiritual light unique to the Linghuan Fairy Realm.
I recalled a peculiar incident when my mother was dressing me; a lotus hairpin soaked in medicinal spring suddenly broke apart in my hair, and a metallic sweetness surged in my throat. As the first ray of morning light pierced through the clouds, I took a half step back while holding the Xuan Bing golden key retrieved from the Qianji Disk.
Xuan Yu stood frozen within the star map cast by the Crystal Column, while the blooming Apricot Grove at the torn hem of my wedding gown transformed his overflowing Xuan Shuang aura into golden spiritual currents—these currents flowed along the direction of the earth veins, clearly pointing towards a forbidden area deep within Linghuan Fairy Realm's medicinal spring.
"Young Mistress, do you know about Xuanjie Immortal Lord's heart-protecting scales..." The elder's secret words reached my ears just as I noticed a Peach Blossom Calamity Seal identical to that on Wang Xuan's Ice Coffin appearing on Xuan Yu's nape. Those dark red patterns clung to scars shaped like Linghuan Fairy Realm's sacred Laurel Branch.
As my fingertip pierced through an Apricot Bud, I finally understood that glimmer of pity in his eyes whenever he mocked me—so similar to what I saw in my mother's gaze when she sent me off to marriage. Suddenly, all silver threads on my wedding gown soared into the air, forming a complete totem of Linghuan Fairy Realm on the pavilion's dome—while that missing final focal point slowly emerged from a crack in my Palm’s Tongxin Pendant.
The Liuli Tile’s Chen Lu suddenly crystallized into ice; I watched as golden lines danced between my palm prints, ultimately pointing southwest before I let out a soft laugh. Outside Xuan Yu’s shattered Xuan Shuang barrier amidst thunder, Apricot Blossom Petals fluttered down one by one onto Azure Stone Slate—just like that night when he pressed me onto the Wedding Bed, leaving traces of joy candles' tears burned into brocade blankets like star trails.
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