The scene shifts to willows and bamboo, where a girl in red, adorned in a splendid wedding robe embroidered with gold and layered with feathery gauze, walks gracefully, her skirt swaying with each step, her figure exquisite. “You’re here.” Yang Liu Bi An, the Dragon Lord in his silver attire, looked even more handsome, yet his brows were clouded with worry. He had lost weight since they last met and lacked his usual vigor. His sunken eyes were evidence of sleepless nights. “Been busy these days?” Xiaotu asked with concern, seeing his haggard appearance. Turning around, she saw how beautifully she was dressed, her beauty stirring his heart…
Staring at her, today was her grand day, with seven grooms, but none of them was him! The words he hid in his heart never came out, for as the Dragon King, the water tribe’s patriarchal views would never allow their king to be a concubine to a woman! This was not an honor for the water tribe, even if the woman was the noble Goddess Lingying!
“It’s alright.” He smiled faintly, how could she know, he couldn’t sleep or eat from heartache… each night he tossed and turned, every day he was restless. “You look beautiful today!” He sincerely complimented, yet couldn’t bring himself to offer his blessings…
“Thank you, I’m glad you could come to my wedding! Haha, it’s getting late, I should go. Is there anything you want to say to me?” “Nothing, just wanted to give you a wedding gift.” He took out a perfectly round blue pearl from his pocket, the size of a fist, emitting a gentle blue light like a calm sea. “Wow, it’s so beautiful, thank you for the gift, I love it!” She accepted the gift with genuine gratitude. In the distance, Liu Rumeng was calling, the wedding was about to start. She hurried off, and as they brushed past each other, he caught a glimpse of her beautiful glance back, her elegant voice, and the lingering scent of cherry blossoms. She saw his hesitant gaze, his somewhat gloomy silhouette, and a sense of sorrow lingering around him.
