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When the announcement was made that Tian Tian's name had entered the selection list, she was overwhelmed with joy and couldn't help but cry. I couldn't resist her persistent pleas and agreed to accompany her to the palace.
From spring to autumn, that mysterious Young Master Zhuo accompanied me for many days on Heifeng Mountain. He once spent time in my crumbling stone cave, where every word he wrote was my nickname: Wanwan, Wanwan.
Sometimes, he would take the opportunity to draw a girl on rice paper.
The girl in the painting wore a green silk dress and had a pair of beautiful eyes. When she smiled at someone, a hint of tenderness seemed to splash out from the ink.
He wrote above it, "Green Green, the Collar." I didn't know who that was, so I asked for her name. The enigmatic Young Master Zhuo pinched my nose and said, "Peach Tian Tian says you are quite foolish. This is a secret; I want to wait until the day you travel the world with me to tell you."
Memories felt like a dream; at that time, I was already on my way to Ximengyuan.
The King's beastly entourage moved quietly and silently; it is said they could travel thousands of miles in a day, yet I still felt time dragging on.
I had just parted with that person, yet my longing twisted and turned within me.
I didn't realize how deeply I loved this person.
Standing before the magnificent palace of Ximengyuan, I couldn't help but be awed by its grandeur. In the main hall of the palace, the most beautiful women of the demon race danced gracefully, their light figures swaying like flowers in the wind.
Their arms moved as if bonelessly, colorful ribbons flying through the air.
The finest musicians from across the demon realm played the zither, their long fingers dancing nimbly over the strings, and the melodious sound echoed throughout the palace.
Fine wine filled the Nightlight Cup, moistening the beautiful woman's red lips and the young man's collar.
The young men chatted and laughed, raising their glasses in hearty toasts, occasionally bursting into cheerful laughter.
Carefully escorting Tian Tian into the palace, I followed the maid's instructions to retrace my steps. I wasn't sure if it was because I was naturally directionally challenged or if the King's palace was simply too grand; I wandered further down the gilded paths and eventually stumbled into a tranquil and spacious area.
It must be paradise, where the fiery and enchanting Demon Flower bloomed all around, its petals resembling flickering flames, vibrant and dripping with beauty.
The hot spring water rose in a faint mist, swirling like a light veil. Colorful feathered auspicious birds frolicked among the Purple Bamboo in the distance, leaping and flapping their wings, producing crisp chirping sounds.
Butterflies fluttered their glowing wings, dancing gracefully among the flowers.
But I had no mind to appreciate these sights. In the vast lake paved with White Jade, a person was silently drowning.
I shouted at the top of my lungs, "Help! Someone is drowning! Please come quickly!"
Yet, my cries went unanswered.
Anxiously pacing by the lake's edge, I gritted my teeth and swiftly stripped off my clothes. With a splash, I leaped into the water.
The lake water quickly engulfed me. I struggled to open my eyes and swam toward that person. Grabbing his arm, I pulled him toward the shore with all my strength.
The person beneath me showed no response. My heart raced with urgency as I pounded on his chest and pinched his nose, pressing down on his stomach.
I desperately thought that if he didn't wake up soon, I might have to resort to artificial respiration.
As I was busy, the person beneath me coughed once, opened his dark eyelashes like crow feathers, and his eyes were filled with malice.
He grabbed my wrist and asked sharply, "Who are you? Wanwan."
I wiped my face with the lake water, feeling so frightened that I could barely speak: "How dare you!"
What a lunatic! His tone was arrogant and his attitude was simply unreasonable! I had just saved him!
I stood up, angrily shaking off his hand and forcefully throwing the smelly clothes he had left on the shore at his face.
"I don't even want your gratitude for saving your life, yet you still speak disrespectfully. If I were your guardian, I would slap you three times hard."
Such arrogance is unacceptable; it seems impossible to ask him how to get out of the palace.
Fortunately, I finally encountered the female official who had been looking for me frantically, her face full of anxiety as she rushed over and said, "Oh dear, how did you, Little Demon, end up running around everywhere? Ximengyuan is not a place you can just wander into."
As she spoke, she pulled my hands and pushed me away.
Someone like me, a Little Demon, really didn't know the palace rules. "Is Ximengyuan a place you can just barge into?"
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