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She could not do it; she could not stop the passage of time, nor could she prevent the arrival of wind, frost, rain, and snow.
The only thing she could do was to closely follow Leng Qinghuai, wherever he went. Even if it meant descending into hell, she would never retreat; if he sought ascension, she would find a way to accompany him.
Emerald Flower clenched her fists tightly, biting her silver teeth as she silently vowed, "Leng Qinghuai, I will stick by you!"
From that moment on, Emerald Flower began to seek out immortals and inquire about the Dao. Others were curious and asked her, "Isn't there a renowned Grand Master by your side?"
Upon hearing this, her expression dimmed. She understood that he was the one person in the world who least wanted her to ascend.
"Your Majesty should go to Su Hua Mountain; it is said that there is a Green-Robed Taoist there who possesses elixirs that can grant ascension," someone advised her.
Upon hearing this, Emerald Flower immediately entrusted state affairs to Chancellor Ye and hurriedly set off for Su Hua Mountain.
Upon arrival, she formally invited the Daoist back to the palace in the name of Sovereign to concoct elixirs for her.
Emerald Flower's obsession with immortal alchemy quickly spread throughout the kingdom.
When the civil and military officials heard this news, they all shook their heads and sighed, believing she was truly an unredeemable "A Dou."
Not only was she infatuated with handsome men, but now she was also enamored with the idea of becoming an immortal.
Throughout history, which emperor seeking immortality and elixirs did not meet a tragic end? It seemed that the Dongliang Kingdom would inevitably fall into ruin under her reign.
When this matter reached Leng Qinghuai's ears, he merely smiled faintly and muttered to himself, "How could someone like her, a mere mortal filled with mundane energy, possibly become an immortal? She must be bored lately and is just looking for someone to pass the time with."
In Leng Qinghuai's eyes, being an emperor was not a bad thing at all. Why would one want to become a deity? When he was born, a brilliant purple light filled the sky, and everyone around marveled in awe.
Taoist Xu Huai gently stroked his head and smiled, saying, "This child is ethereal and transcendent, unlike ordinary mortals."
Leng Qinghuai felt a vague sense that he was meant to return to the heavens. In the endless expanse of the sky, there seemed to be something he had been searching for all along, yet he could never grasp what it truly was.
Whenever he calmed his mind to meditate, a face would inevitably emerge in his thoughts. It was a face devoid of anger or resentment, simply gazing at him with an infatuated and lingering expression, as if it could never get enough of him over several lifetimes.
Could that be his "cause"?
The Taoist priest invited from Su Hua Mountain was serious and rarely spoke, spending all his time in the Alchemical Room focused on concocting medicine.
It was said that the elixir he was refining was the Nine-Turn Pill; consuming nine of them would be enough for one to ascend to immortality.
Emerald Flower rested her delicate chin in her hands, her eyes fixed intently on the Alchemical Room, her heart completely tied to those pills.
She pondered whether the elixir would taste bitter or not.
"Alas, Taoist priest, how long will it take for the elixir to be ready?" she couldn't help but ask.
The priest chuckled lightly, stroking his beard as he replied leisurely, "Your Majesty is still very young; there’s no need to rush!"
Emerald Flower felt a twinge of dissatisfaction, thinking that the Taoist was simply speaking without understanding her plight.
How could she not be anxious? What if one day Leng Qinghuai suddenly ascended to the heavens, leaving her alone in this world? It would be better to end her life with a single stroke than to endure such loneliness.
Those who are not in love do not understand the weight of affection.
"You cultivators are all so heartless. Relying on your superiority, you look down on others and disregard their feelings. Is it just because you’re a bit aloof? Is it just because you’re handsome? Without us ordinary people, how could your qualities shine? You really don’t know what’s good for you!" As Emerald Flower spoke, her nose tinged with bitterness, and her eyes began to glisten with unshed tears.
The Green-Robed Taoist glanced at her thoughtfully, a deeper smile forming in his heart as he said, "Your Majesty, are you referring to the Grand Master?"
Emerald Flower fell silent upon hearing this. As a sovereign of a nation, she was chasing after a man who never responded to her affections; it had long become a great joke in Dongliang Kingdom.
"The Poor Daoist understands now. Your Majesty is deeply infatuated with the National Master. I will do my utmost to refine the elixir before the National Master ascends, ensuring that this pair of celestial lovers can soar together in the heavens."
"Celesital Couple?" Emerald Flower's eyes sparkled with laughter, and her heart felt as if it were filled with joyful bubbles, brimming with hopes for the future.
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