Bravely enter the heavens and become a god

Chapter 116 Crisis of Trust

Hua Tuo couldn't help but ask: "Whose child is this, crying outside in the middle of the night?"

Hua Tuo stepped out of the room and looked around, but he could not find a single person. Only where the woman stood, there grew a lush peony with green leaves and branches. The flowers were so beautiful that they seemed to be telling some mysterious legend. Hua Tuo was confused, so he returned to the room, gently woke up his wife who was sleeping, and told her what he had just seen and heard.

There was a glimmer of surprise in the lady's eyes. She knew very well that her husband was a skilled doctor and could see strange sights that ordinary people could hardly see.

The lady said: "All the flowers and plants in front of and behind our house were planted by you. In your hands, they have become good medicines, curing many diseases and saving many lives. Only this peony flower is standing there in desolate and useless. I think it may be because you don't take it to heart and you don't understand it, so it cried out of grievance."

Hua Tuo said: "I have tried it many times. The flowers, leaves and stems are useless. How can they be used as medicine?"

The lady said, "You have tasted the flowers, leaves, and stems, but have you tasted the roots?"

Hua Tuo added: "The leaves and stalks are useless, so what's the point of tasting the roots?"

After saying that, she fell asleep. The more Mrs. Hua thought about it, the more strange it felt. She felt that the peony flower was wronged by crying, and perhaps its usefulness had not yet been discovered. As a result, the rhizome was dug out the next day and used as medicine, creating a classic medicine called white peony. "

As she spoke, Shao Hanyue's eyes were already filled with crystal tears. She choked and whispered, "The legend of the peony flower is exactly the same as my current situation. In this cold and lonely heaven, I am just like the blooming peony. Although beautiful, no one is willing to stop and admire it, no one is willing to truly cherish it, and no one is willing to love me deeply."

Her voice became lower and lower, as if she was suppressed by endless sadness, and people could feel her inner pain and helplessness. She cried and said, "I can only stay in this corner of heaven in a cold and lonely place. No one cares about me, no one loves me, and no one loves me!"

Every word she said was like a sharp arrow, piercing deeply into people's hearts, making it impossible to ignore her sadness. Her voice was filled with a hint of helplessness and sadness, as if the legend of the peony flower had aroused the pain deep in her heart.

When Shao Hanyue told her unforgettable past, Luo Ying felt an indescribable pain like a sharp blade that instantly pierced her heart. She deeply understood the pain because they had experienced similar hardships together.

At this moment, Luo Ying's heart was filled with endless tenderness. She gently hugged Shao Hanyue and wiped away the tears from her eyes with her slender fingers. Her voice was gentle and firm, like a spring breeze, gently comforting Shao Hanyue's heart: "Good sister, don't be sad, I ignored you these two days, I will spend more time with you."

Shao Hanyue's eyes flashed with sorrow. She gently opened her lips and spoke with endless sorrow: "Although I share the same roots and appearance with the peony, we are worlds apart. The Peony Goddess is the proud daughter of heaven. From the moment of her birth, she has been pampered by the stars. And I am just an unknown wild flower. Although I am free, I have no one to rely on. In this vast heaven, how can you understand the difference between having a backer and not having a backer? Even General Shi beside the Third Prince dared to wave his sword at me and threaten me."

Luo Ying felt even sadder when she heard her words, and she felt endless sadness in her heart, as if she saw her past self. She hugged Shao Hanyue tightly, tears falling like pearls from a broken string, she sobbed and couldn't speak. Her words made Luo Ying feel like she had heard her past life story, she hugged her and cried, crying and saying, "Sister, I can empathize with your experience, I was the same before, but I was lucky enough to meet the Third Prince, which changed my situation. I will talk to the Third Prince and ask him to take good care of his general."

Seeing the fish taking the bait, Shao Hanyue gently lay in Luo Ying's warm embrace. A sinister smile appeared on her lips, but tears were still in her eyes. She said in a trembling voice, "So sister is really lucky. It's different when someone loves you and has a backer. There is a poem that says, 'Peony is favored by spring, how can I envy the peony.' Sister, can I ask you for a favor?"

Luo Ying gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, stared at Shao Hanyue, her eyes full of tenderness, and said sincerely: "You tell me! As long as it is something that my sister can do, I will definitely help you do it."

Shao Hanyue's eyes flashed with a sly look, but she pretended to be weak and said softly, "I told you, sister, don't be angry!"

Luo Ying nodded, and Shao Hanyue smiled slightly, but there was a hint of hypocrisy in that smile: "Sister, can you help me talk to the Third Prince... to give me a status?"

Luo Ying's eyes widened when she heard this. She seemed very surprised by Shao Hanyue's words. Seeing Luo Ying's reaction, Shao Hanyue quickly explained: "Sister, don't get me wrong. I just hope to have a false reputation as a backer so that I won't be bullied. I understand the relationship between sister and the Third Prince. I will not compete with you for the Third Prince."

When the footsteps of Hua Yuchen and others slowly approached the door, she raised a sly smile and deliberately raised her voice, her words full of envy and ridicule: "Sister, so many people love you. Even the Prince Yu, who has seen countless women and lingered in the flowers, is willing to turn over a new leaf for you. He even personally prepared food in the Heavenly Palace and sent it to the Fairy Garden for you. The thousand-year-old wind guard of the ice block is also jealous of you and His Royal Highness Prince Yu. And on the day when the Demon Realm raided the Fairy Garden, the mysterious Prince of the Demon Realm came to the Fairy Garden in person to save you..."

Luo Ying hurriedly covered her mouth when she heard what she said. When she looked up, she saw Hua Yuchen and Feng Yequn standing behind Shao Hanyue like two icebergs. When Hua Yuchen heard what Shao Hanyue said, his face instantly turned pale, his eyes were burning with rage, and the fury in his chest was like a volcano about to erupt, which could swallow up everything around at any time. His extremely angry expression was like the calm before the storm, which made people shudder, foreshadowing that a shocking storm was about to come.

Hua Yuchen's eyes were as cold as frost. He grabbed Luo Ying's wrist angrily and dragged her into the main hall. Shao Hanyue wanted to follow him in, but Feng Yequn's figure blocked her way like a mountain. His face was as cold as frost, and his eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Shao Hanyue. He threatened her with an icy voice, "If you dare to say another word, I will cut off your tongue."

Feng Yequn's voice was cold and resolute, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, making people shudder.

At Hua Yuchen's gesture, the attendants left one after another, and the main hall door slowly closed, isolating the outside world. He pressed Luo Ying against the wall, holding her slender wrist tightly with one hand like an iron clamp, and pinching her face with the other hand, forcing her to look at him. Luo Ying's eyes were full of fear, her breathing almost stagnated, and Hua Yuchen's anger was like a raging beast, without the restraint of reason.

His fingers left deep marks on Luo Ying's delicate cheeks, as if they were engraved into her bones. His eyes were burning with rage, full of murderous intent, and his tone was so cold that it seemed to freeze a person's soul: "How much have you kept from me? How long are you going to flirt with them? Why would Prince Yu change his ways for you and cook for you? Why is Guard Feng jealous of Prince Yu? What's the matter with the prince of the demon world? Is it so difficult for you to concentrate on loving only me? Are you so fickle?"

His voice echoed in the empty main hall, and every word pierced Luo Ying's heart like a sharp blade. Her body trembled slightly under his restraint, and her eyes revealed deep fear.

After hearing Hua Yuchen's words that were as cold as the wind, Luo Ying woke up from her deep fear. The corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously, as if she was trying to hide the pain in her heart. Her heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of sharp knives at the same time, and each knife deeply touched her soul. In an instant, her eyes were filled with endless tears, which were the pain in her heart, her confusion about the future, and her nostalgia for the past.

She trembled and said in a weak but firm voice: "You don't believe me... Am I such a terrible image in your mind?"

Thinking of the conversation with Xiang Yuandai that day, Xiang Yuandai moved closer to her with a smile on his face. Luo Ying glared at him, and he waved his hand obediently and said gently: "Okay! Okay! Keep your distance..."

Suddenly he asked cautiously, "I really want to know how Hua Yuchen managed to win you over. He's a big block of ice. He never says more than three words to girls. His heart has been sealed in ice for ten thousand years. He is heartless and ruthless! I'm really curious, how did you make him fall in love? How did the two of you create the spark of love?"

Luo Ying's mind flashed with the scenes of Hua Yuchen and her first meeting, falling in love, and her cheeks flushed. Her heart instantly warmed up. She held her cheeks with both hands, her eyes full of love, her face full of the sweet smile of a girl's first love. She said obsessedly: "He... is very sincere! When I'm with him, I never have to worry about which of his words are true and which are false. He and I... are like we've known each other for a long, long time! The first time we met, we knew that we were the ones waiting for each other..."

Thinking of this, tears fell like stars, sliding down Luo Ying's cheeks, flashing with sadness. She stared at Hua Yuchen desperately, with a bitter sneer on the corner of her mouth. Her voice seemed to have traveled through endless time and space, carrying endless sorrow: "Is this the true and pure love that I believe in?"

Hua Yuchen used his mind-reading skills to spy on the purest images deep in Luo Ying's heart. At this moment, those images in her mind were like broken dreams, with sad and beautiful colors, which deeply hurt his heart. He saw the faith in her heart collapsing, and saw her pure soul struggling in pain. Looking at her desperate eyes and listening to her painful words, he felt unspeakable pain in the depths of his heart, and these pains made him sober instantly...