Flowers of Love c11

Departing from the Divine Mountain, Yin Luo went to the Hua Yan Mountain. She has already forgotten when she had come to know this Flower Yao Spirit, only knowing that, unchanged from when they first met, she is still with that unconcerned personality.


Jade Emperor had punished her to go to the human realm to perform a thousand good deeds, to repay that thousand years of enlightment that she owed the Cent.i.tepede Yao. In the end, he still took back those words of having her die and her soul scatterd.


Her taking him into the abyss to rescue people in return for the Flower Spirit's life. This appears reasonable. From here on, the Xian and G.o.d two realms will no longer owe each other anything; she and Mu Zhi Xin, also will no longer owe each other anything.


As for the Flower Spirit, it didn't seem to think such a big deal of it. Up until leaving the Hua Yan Mountain, the only concern remained the same. Could there be anything good to eat in the human realm?


She sees eating as her life. Apart from the tasty foods of the world, there is nothing that can enter her eyes. Even Mo Xi, who has always followed her, is the same. In her eyes, he is only her chef.


Flower Yao is heartless, so don't even talk about emotions. Yin Luo understands, Mo Xi is even more aware of this. Only he is willing to wait, even though having already waited a thousand million years, is still willing to continue waiting. He said that ever since he can remember, he had always been with Flower Spirit, never leaving even half a step. In Flower Spirit's eyes, whether he is chef or whatever else, there will be no difference. He only wants it to always be this way.


Him continuing in this way, whether or not it would be fruitful, Yin Luo does not know. Mo Xi also doesn't know, but this isn't important. What's important is that there is someone willing to wait, someone willing to let him wait.


Before they left, Mo Xi kept packing things, but it was all busying in the kitchen. On the side, working and talking loudly with Yin Luo, there's not a moment with nothing to do. On the contrary, it's Flower Spirit, although sitting right besides Yin Luo, that cannot keep up. Occasionally, a comment flies over, but has no relation to the topic at hand. Yin Luo is obviously already used to it.


Until the sun sets, Mo Xi brought two big basketfull of perserved honey pieces over, all emptied into her her bag. Although it is a Qian Kun Bag, it is still stuffed very packed. He said that these years, her perserved honey pieces were all from him. Now that they are leaving, she should store up some.


Yin Luo did not reject, just silently took a piece and popped it into the mouth. Same as usual, can not taste any flavor.


Flower Spirit and Mo Xi in the end still left. Yin Luo stood in a mountain of flowers, watching them ride away on clouds. The two figures, by their afterglow is stretched very long, sticking together, as if will never be separated. Yin Luo suddenly understands Mo Xi's state of mind.


Results, he doesn't need any results. As long as they are together at this moment, then will also continue on this way. If so, then whether or not it's fruitful, it doesn't make a difference.


Who said Mo Xi is unlucky? As for Yin Luo, she thinks he is the most lucky. At least he is able to find that person who is willing to let him wait. As for herself, she doesn't possess the qualifications to even wait.


From the bottom of her heart, again rises that abnormal feeling. She hurriedly turned around and took out the perserved honey pieces from the bag and popped it into her mouth. No longer looking at those two that is already far away, she made her way, in fast pace, towards the array spell at the bottom of the Hua Yan Mountain.


Stepping over the fresh flowers covering the ground, again, she can't help but slow her footsteps. Glancing at this mountain full of flowers, she stood rooted there. This Hua Yan Mountain, without Flower Spirit's energy, perhaps would no longer be ever-blooming!


Her and Flower Spirit cannot be considered familiar, at most just meeting now and then, depends on that lazy personality of hers. When meeting, if she fails to recognize her, it's something that happens often. Unknowingly though, she has grown to like this place. It's because flower spirits are heartless, so she is more true than anyone else. On her, there is never any pretending. Although the words spoken are sometimes hurtful, but it is the honesty that Yin Luo wishes for.


In reluctance to leave, she takes a look around. This perhaps is her last time coming here.


As she's leaving, she watches the last flower blooming on this mountain. Before reaching the array, from a distance, she sees someone in that direction. Bending over, but still unable to see clearly. It's only a grey robe, but carries an exceptional familiarity. Seemingly holding something, this person is heading in the other direction of the mountain.


Yin Luo lightly furrowed her brows, as if thinking of something, but immediately lost track. Shaking her head, she decides to ignore, and walked up to the array. She took out the Land Shrinking Talisman, heading back to the Divine Mountain.


When seeing the person standing in the courtyard, she staggered slightly. Her automatic reaction was to take a step back. Finally after a long while, she gradually smiled, "Yue Ran, You're still here?"


Yue Ran frowned, his expression complicated, staring at Yin Luo's smile. The corner of his lips kept moving for a long while before his voice is shoved out, "Where...did you go?"


"Only made a trip to the Hua Yan Mountain, asked for some perserved honey pieces only!" Yin Luo shook the budging bag in her hand, smiled so perfectly, "This time I have packed it full, enough to last awhile!"


Yue Ran is speechless, only his brows become more tight. His eyes on the other hand, didn't even blink once.


Staring at Yin Luo until she unconciously took a step backwards, a unstable smile, "I'll be returning back to my room then!" As she's saying this, she has already turned into the back courtyard.


"Ya Tou!" Yue Ran still could not help but call her to stop.


Yin Luo halted, standing in her original spot, but did not turn her head around.


"Ya Tou! That day...." Yue Ran tightened his brows, after brooding for a long while, yet still did not know where to start, "You know....that kind of setting, my mouth would be plugged...It's not that I didn't want to plead for you....it's only...Don't Mind, I....."


Yin Luo grit her teeth, a deep sigh, turned around, her smile still exceptionally brilliant. "Yue Ran, what are you saying? Why would I mind? Yan Xi's temper, both you and I are clear. You're someone under her door, in that kind of situation, it would naturally not be easy to open your mouth."


Yue Ran was stunned, abruptly raised his head, "You....really don't blame me?"


"Of course!" Yin Luo smiled again, the corner of her mouth open so widely that it didn't feel like hers, playfully sticking out her tongue, "Between us two, who blames who?"


"....Really!" Yue Ran now finally let's out a long breath of air, smiled a smile of relief.


"I'm going in first. You're right, this injury really isn't easy to get better!" Yin Luo joked, smiling.


"Well! You quickly go back and lay down!" Yue Ran wiped the hazy expression off of his face, and took a long breath, like finally putting something down. Also turning around, he walked away in the opposite direction.


Yin Luo naturally would not stay either. One step at a time, she slowly walked back to the room, hands also not staying still. Piece after piece of perserved honey popped into her mouth, until the mouth is already bulging, but still unable to stop her movements.


Why even after eating so many, she's still unable to feel sweetness? Yin Luo's heart contemplated, taking a look around. Finding no one, she went under a tree nearby, vommiting it all out. Once she started vomitting, she couldn't stop. Along with bile, she vomitted like no tomorrow. After a long while, when finally able to stop and rested against the tree, the whole body felt exhausted, feeling awful.


Inside the mouth, it feels even more bitter. Raising a hand, she looked at that perserved honey piece just taken out, looking at it for a long while. What does sweetness taste like, she has long forgotten. No matter eatting how much more perserve honey pieces, she still can't remember. These thousand years, eatting it everyday, it's already been a long time since she's been unable to taste out it's flavor.


"Am I....smiling too much?" She looked at the sky murmuring. She smiles too much, smiling everyday, yet don't know the meaning of smiling. A smile seems to have already become a part of her body. Real or fake, even herself cannot differentiate.


Yue Ran asked her if she blames him. She only thinks that it's strange. Blame him, why blame him? Just because in the great hall, when she's about to die, he did not plead for her?


Why? She didn't feel there is anything wrong. She is already used to it, no? Used to it, if she's used to it, then it's fine. Even Yue Ran has things he can say and things he can't say. That will not change for any reason, especially because he was originally a person under her Lord Honor's door.


This is not a big issue afterall. On the Divine Mountain, to follow her Honor, natuarally it's far better compared to following herself. So since the beginning, she has told herself that since Yue Ran is choosing to do what he wishes, she should be happy for him. Even if he has once given his word, that he would follow her forever, it is merely a joke made in their childhood, not something to take seriously. Yue Ran is still that same Yue Ran!


She is alright. Even if he doesn't help her, isn't she living perfectly fine all the same? So even if there is yet to be another instance of being abandoned, she will be able to endure it.


"I'm a disowned G.o.d!" Yin Luo jokingly said to herself, wanting to habitually laugh, but realizing that her lips won't move. Letting out a sigh, she straightened up to stand.


Swaying as she took a couple steps, her eyes casually looks toward the direction of the pond besides her, full with flowers -- Liu Hua Flowers.


After starring blankly for a long while, she still trembled slightly as she walked over. Lightly touching those transcluent petals, a faint fragrance permeates, making her feel briefly refreshed. She stood for a while, before reaching out and picking that flower. The flower hasn't fallen apart at the center yet, only quietly laying there in her palm.


Only in times like this, can Yin Luo be able to find her place. Liu Hua Flower, she can touch them! In all these years, the suspicion and disdain of others has also made her start to not believe in herself.


Only by picking this flower, can she confirm that she also is a G.o.d. This is also the reason why, as soon as she wakes up, she must go pick this flower. She wants to prove to herself, whether or not her and her Lord Honor have the same type of blood flowing through them. Everyone knows, blood is thicker than water, blood is thicker than water. What about her?


The heart gave another clench. The hand holding the flowers trembled, but she still continued staring at that flower.


After a long while.


It seems like she has made up her mind, or it seems to be relief after a long struggle. With the Liu Hua Flower in hand, she made her way back to her own room. Lightly pushed open the door, she was just about to go in, but hesitated for a moment and took those Liu Hua Flowers that she had just picked, raised her hand and inserted it above the doorframe.


Turning around and looking into the horizon, she took a deep breath. This type of weather never fails to give people a repressed feeling.


"Seems like the weather is going to change!" She whispered to herself, brows lightly furrowed, "Just hope that this rain will not be too heavy!" With a sigh, the door closed.


Only the Liu Hua Flowers is left outside the door, lightly swaying in the breeze. It is supposed to be a very tranquil sight, but it gave the false impression that a storm was coming.


Midnight, in the atmosphere flows a restlessness. Even that pitch-black sky, seems heavier than usual.


She originally didn't want to go out, but was unable to end that wave of fl.u.s.tering in her heart, as if there is something about to happen. It was a familiar feeling, yet she is unable to recall when she had last felt it.


Turning her head towards the doorway, the smooth pillars is hallow as usual. Her brows furrowed. Along the way, she pa.s.sed by a familar courtyard, unconciously, once again coming to a stop besides the Liu Hua Flower Pool.


Not far in the distance, there are figures moving. She tightened her hold on the jade pendant against her chest, automatically feeling that she should hurry back now. However, she accidentally takes sight of that red figure on the opposing ledge.


That face, still is what she is familiar with. Emotionless, although beautiful to the point of causing everything around it to lose color, but it is also cold to the bone