Chapter 29: Eternal Love
After arriving at Taichen Palace, Ling Xi heard the result of Bai Qian's execution from Siming.

Xuannu's soul had been struck to pieces by lightning, and Bai Qian was struck by twenty lightning strikes, but unexpectedly, one of her tails was struck off.

Even though I knew Bai Qian's cultivation was very weak, I didn't expect it to be so fake.

Just twenty ordinary lightning bolts were enough to cut off one of her tails.

"The Emperor is in a good mood?"

Seeing Donghua sitting contentedly by the pond again and starting his daily fishing routine, Ling Xi asked with a smile.

Donghua: "I'm in a good mood indeed."

Chonglin & Siming: How can I be in a bad mood when I just cheated someone?
Donghua looked at Ling Xi and asked in a gentle and concerned tone, "Are you confident that I can leave Beihuang to you?"

There will be bigger tasks waiting for you in the future.

Ling Xi nodded, not feeling any difficulty, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, it's just the Northern Wasteland, I can handle it."

"That's good."

After settling down in Taichen Palace, Ling Xi lived a very good life.

To be more precise, her life in Taichen Palace has always been good.

In order to help her recuperate, the Emperor specially transferred the Heavenly King of Chefs to Taichen Palace. Every day, he did nothing else but prepare all kinds of nourishing food for Ling Xi.

The King of Chefs felt very happy. The frequency of his cooking increased greatly during this period, more than the number of times he cooked in the past year.

Moreover, because of the various precious ingredients provided by the Emperor, his cultivation level has improved a bit.

The cultivation that had never slackened in the past hundred years had increased a little in just a few days. How could the King of Chefs not be ecstatic?

Ling Xi was watched over by Chonglin, Siming and Tangyue every day, so he just had to eat and eat. Finally, his complexion looked better and he even gained some weight.

On daily basis, he practices, reads, and handles various affairs of the Northern Wilderness under the guidance of the Emperor.

Although she has not been to Northern Wilderness yet, all kinds of documents from Northern Wilderness have been delivered to her.

As soon as the mansion in Beihuang is built, she will go there to live for a while.

Moreover, she also wrote construction plans for the Northern Wilderness every day, and then asked the Emperor to check whether the plan was feasible.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Coincidentally, that day, she came up with some ideas and found Donghua.

She rested her hands on the table, supported her arms, looked at Emperor Donghua expectantly, and asked, "Emperor, I wonder if you have read the Beihuang Construction Plan I wrote?"

Feeling her burning gaze, Donghua's heart trembled slightly.

Then Donghua's gaze fell on Ling Xi's eyes.

Her eyes seemed a little rounder, her pupils were a light brown, and her pupils were pale, but when she looked at you, her eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky.

Donghua seemed to be able to see many things from her eyes, the common people, all things, and compassion, those things that are easily overlooked by gods, but she can pick them up one by one.

Donghua thought of the plan that was full of humanity and didn't seem like it was written by a god, and his eyes became a little vague.

Compared with Ling Xi, he, the master of heaven and earth, seems a little irresponsible.

He seemed to be unaware of how people around the world lived, and only thought that they were living well.

He thought for a moment before coming back to his senses, and raised his voice slightly: "You want to take in some lesser gods with low cultivation and incorporate them into the army of Beihuang, then aren't you worried about the low combat effectiveness of the army?"

A faint smile appeared on Ling Xi's face, which was as white as jade. "Emperor, do you know what people who are in a dead end will do when they encounter an opportunity? They will seize this opportunity at all costs." "I asked someone to investigate. Because of the oppression of the fox clan for nearly tens of thousands of years, those little fairies have a miserable life. But neither the gods in the sky nor some tribes have cared about them. So I want to gather them together and form a team. This way, I can kill two birds with one stone. Isn't it great?"

There are very few members of the Sujin tribe nowadays, and if one wants to build up the Northern Wilderness, people are indispensable.

But she was not willing to borrow people from other war departments, so she thought of some fairies and monsters in the Five Wastelands.

In Ling Xi's opinion, some of the systems of today's clans are very unreasonable.

Some people are born with divine powers, but they waste their time and live a false life.

Some people want to make progress, but they don’t have the resources or the skills to practice.

There has never been real fairness among gods.

This is a congenital issue of being born into a good family, not an acquired issue.

Donghua picked up the teacup and put it down again, tossing it back and forth several times, and then he asked hesitantly and with a somewhat embarrassed look: "Do you think I am too irresponsible to the world?"

Donghua suddenly felt that he had trapped himself in the past. He stayed in Taichen Palace, enjoying the best treatment, but he felt that he was just a mascot and was distressed that he could not leave and be free.

But they don’t know that in this world, many people have no choice.

Donghua rarely showed an emotion of confusion and helplessness.

Realizing Donghua's inner thoughts, Ling Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She just had a random thought, why did the Emperor's mind diverge so much?

Ling Xi said to Wen Sheng: "Emperor, you think too much. It is true that you are the Lord of Heaven and Earth, but you cannot see everything. Besides, this is the matter of the Emperor of Heaven, and you don't have to take all the responsibility on yourself."

Her tone of voice was always cold, but her voice was soft, with a hint of tenderness and sweetness, which soothed Donghua's inner anxiety and entanglement.

"You used killing to stop killing, fighting to stop war, pacified the wilderness, and established a new century. This was not your duty, but you did it, didn't you? Moreover, if you were not the Lord of Heaven and Earth, you would have long since retreated to the Blue Sea and Cangling Spirit, and would not have stayed in this mere Taichen Palace for hundreds of thousands of years."

Ling Xi had already seen through Donghua's true character: he was very lazy and a loyal otaku.

To be honest, she really felt that Donghua was quite pitiful. He was a mascot in the Heavenly Palace and could not be free. Even his own marriage was scratched on the Three Lives Stone with his own hands. So he would have to live a lonely life from now on.

After being fed a bowl of chicken soup for the soul, Donghua's expression finally became less depressed.

Donghua: If it's not his fault, then it's the fault of the Heavenly Lord.

Tianjun: “.”

Seeing this, Ling Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

If she called the Emperor emo, it would be her fault.

Where Ling Xi couldn't see, Donghua quietly curled the corners of his lips, revealing a cunning smile that showed his successful plan.

The little girl is very soft-hearted, and she feels distressed when you say something soft to her.

Even though he knew those people were not having a good time, Donghua only blamed himself for a second before recovering.

After all, what do those things have to do with him? He is not the one who manages the fairy world, and he is not the one who caused this result.

He has been Donghua from beginning to end, a piece of stone, and he can be described as having a heart of stone.

He can worry about the safety of the world, that is his responsibility, but he cannot resonate with irrelevant people or things.

If the little girl wasn't so soft-hearted, he would never have cared about these things.

(End of this chapter)