When the meal was served, neither of them could eat it because the rice was burned, the dish was too salty, and the meat was raw.

Ling Ze put away the dishes and went to wash, turned his back to her and said, "There is one thing, my ability to give rain is innate and irreplaceable, I can't watch so many creatures die because of me. ”

Shuhua had already prepared, and she said in a dumb voice: "Are you going back to be a god monarch?" ”

Ling Ze said softly: "I'm sorry. ”

He didn't explain too much, and Shuhua didn't ask much, she already knew that she was born a god, each with a vocation, and a god who specializes in rain, how could she say that if you don't do it, you won't do it?

With thousands of beings in the two realms in front of her, she couldn't even ask him, why didn't words count? obviously said that he would no longer be a god.

She got up and smiled, "Okay, I'll send you." ”

"You and I are husband and wife, we should be together, and from now on, you will be the hostess of the Cloud Palace." Ling Ze didn't look at her, only grabbed her hand tightly.

Shuhua refused: "I won't go with you." I want to stay here, I don't like the Shangqing Realm, I don't like the Cloud Palace. ”

Ling Ze pursed his lips and directly brought her back to the Upper Qing Realm.

The immortal gate was wide open, and countless immortal clans lined up to greet him, and the Immortal Emperor led by him smiled happily: "Congratulations to the Divine Monarch on his return from the tribulation." ”

Ling Ze returned the salute, pushed her in front of him, held her shoulders tightly, and said solemnly: "Benjun has married Shuhua, and she will be the mistress of Yunzhong Palace from now on. ”

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Shuhua, jealousy, ridicule, contempt, disapproval, all the malice that should have been there, but there was no blessing and joy.

People from the mortal realm are cultivating, and they are not even true immortal cultivators, how can they marry the Divine Monarch and be the mistress of the Cloud Palace!

Shuhua's whole body was cold, but she was naturally arrogant, she stood up in front of people with a smile, and saluted dignified and generous, and there was no mistake between actions.

The Immortal Emperor had a kind attitude, first congratulated, then gave treasures, and then said some words asking her to do her best to serve Lingze, manage the Yunzhong Palace, and seek the well-being of the Three Realms.

Back in the Cloud Palace, the attendants greeted her and asked how to arrange her and Lingze's bedroom.

Ling Ze said flatly: "Madame lives in the main hall, and I live in the front hall." ”

Originally, almost all the powerful couples in the Shangqing realm had their own residences, and they would only live in the same room when needed.

But the man lives in the main house and the woman lives in the backyard.

Ling Ze's arrangement was a little strange, and the attendants didn't dare to ask more, but Shuhua felt different.

Let her live in the main hall in order not to let others treat her coldly and despise her, and also to make up for her shortcomings.

She asked softly, "Doesn't my husband live with me?" ”

Ling Ze said calmly: "No, I haven't returned for a few years, official business is piling up, and the Three Realms are in urgent need of rain, so I have to hurry up to make rain." ”

She didn't even have a position to hold him, so she could only let go of her hand weakly and watch him leave.

If only he could look back at her, she thought.

But he didn't.

It's as if she's really just, his chance encounter and responsibility during the catastrophe.

The fairy queen chatted with her privately: "Ling Ze was born with the duty of rain in the Three Realms, a god, great love is ruthless, once selfish thoughts overwhelm great love, he will fall into demons."

He went to the Netherworld to find you, and he was a demon tribulation. For this reason, there is a great drought in the Three Realms, thousands of miles of red land, and the Shangqing Realm is inhabited by the immortal clan, and it is nothing if there is no rain. But the lower two realms are different, the living beings are fragile, and they can't live without water.

You come from the South Mountain Road in the realm of mountains and seas, where you have been suffering from drought, and you should know this hardship.

Lingze brings you back and gives you an identity and status, which is responsible for you. For tens of thousands of years, he has never done this to others, and you should be content.

You have always been sensible, you should know how to be a good mistress of the Cloud Palace, and not add to the burden on him. I hope that you will grow old together for a long time. ”

Shuhua didn't want this kind of superficial hollowness to last long.

She hugged the Linglong crystal ball, looked at the two intertwined concentric trees inside, and lost sleep all night long.

Some things and people don't think so much before they get it, and once they get it, it's hard to give it up easily.

She didn't understand, since he had her in his heart, even if he had a priesthood, he wouldn't be treated so coldly, right?

Day after day, year after year, she did not wait for him to enter her abode, nor did she wait for one of his glances.

He never mentioned how to cure her strange illness that couldn't be affectionate, and of course, he didn't need to.

When they met during the New Year's Festival, or on her birthday, he only sent the cheats and pills of cultivation, and did not send any personal items.

Shuhua misses the flowers, rouge and gouache in the small market town at the foot of Huang Lien Mountain, although they are shoddy, but they are his heart, but unfortunately there will never be again.

She cultivated frantically, and finally broke through the most critical threshold between humans and immortals, and was promoted from the Tribulation to the True Immortal, where she could live forever.

She thought that she was finally closer to the gods, but that day, the concentric tree that belonged to Lingze died.

In other words, the Divine Monarch has completely returned to his true colors and no longer has the slightest personal feelings.

Shuhua sat for a long time guarding the Linglong Crystal Ball, and finally confirmed that the gods were really not what she could imagine.

She wrote and left the book.

"What are you looking for me?" Ling Ze ordered the attendant to set up a seat for her and arrange tea and snacks.

The pattern of the mat and the taste of the food are all that Shuhua likes, and she does not ignore it in the slightest, but she can clearly feel the coldness.

She said solemnly, "I came to ask my husband to live with me." ”

Ling Ze was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "I am busy with official business, and it is inconvenient. ”

Shuhua smiled and said: "Among the Three Realms, it is rare to have a husband and wife like you and me, even if they are as cold as the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Queen, they will pretend to be on the fifteenth day of the first month." The Immortal Emperor was also very busy. ”

Ling Ze suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, for a long time, and said, "Is someone angry with you?" Or where is it unhappy? Tell me and I'll take care of it. ”

"So, Shenjun is refusal. A marriage that is not in the right place is a mistake in itself. You said before that I can regret it at any time, but now I regret it, let's leave. ”

Shuhua naturally pushed the book of separation in front of him: "I came alone empty-handed, and there is nothing to explain in part, you signed and sealed, I will leave by myself." ”

Ling Ze's calm expression finally cracked, he tore the book to pieces, and said very firmly: "The concentric bond is a lifetime, I will not agree to the separation, there is no such precedent in the Immortal Court." ”

"Concentric deed?" When Shuhua heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "Even if the concentric tree is dead, is it still counted?" ”

"The Concentric Tree is dead?" Ling Ze was even more stunned, and immediately summoned the Linglong Crystal Ball.

Looking at the dead concentric tree, he was silent for a long time, and then said in a deep voice, "I will never agree. ”

"Why?" Shuhua doesn't understand, since there is no longer love, why is he still unwilling to let go?

"There is no such precedent in the Immortal Court!" Ling Ze refused to look at her, and only commanded the attendant loudly: "Send Madame back!" ”

Shuhua resolutely refused to leave, she went to pull Lingze's hand, trying to force him to sign the seal: "You said I could regret it, you said you would never persecute me!" ”

Ling Ze's expression was unprecedentedly stern, he grabbed her hand, pressed her on the desk, leaned over to look at her, and said word by word: "I will never agree, unless I ......"

Shuhua forced him: "Unless what?" ”

He looked her in the eye and said slowly, "Unless I die." ”

He was getting closer and closer to her, so close that his breathing was entangled, so close that Shuhua's chest pain was unbearable, and he fainted.

(End of chapter)