Published: January 19, 2025
As Qin Chen and the others were lost in the Jade Pool, outside the forbidden area of the Jade Pool, two graceful figures slowly appeared.
These were two women; one was sensual and mature, dressed in a lake blue silk embroidered robe, dignified and elegant, her long legs fair and powerful, full of elasticity, with a slightly mature face still retaining charm. She was the Sovereign of the Palace of Eternal Cold.
Next to her was a woman with exquisite features, possessing a tranquil and ethereal aura, like an orchid in a secluded valley, walking alongside with calm eyes.
The Sovereign of the Palace of Eternal Cold glanced at this woman and sighed, "Bingyun, are you really not going to meet Qin Chen?"
"What's there to see about that guy?" Murong Bingyun replied coldly, but when mentioning him, a slight tremor could be heard in her voice.
The Sovereign of the Palace of Eternal Cold clearly sensed this tremor. She lifted her head to look into the forbidden area, where the mist obscured everything. "Why do you have to be this way?" The Sovereign sighed, "Although I don't know what grievances you have with Qin Chen, I can see that you are a good girl. You pretend to be indifferent towards him, but in your heart, you are thinking about him all the time."
Murong Bingyun bit her lip, "Master, you are mistaken. How could I possibly think about that detestable guy? The hatred between us is as deep as the sea; if I get the chance, I will definitely take action and personally take his life."
"Ha!" The Sovereign laughed softly upon hearing this, causing Murong Bingyun's face to turn red.
"Master, what’s so funny? Don't you believe me?" Murong Bingyun gritted her teeth.
"Alas." The Sovereign looked at Murong Bingyun and sighed, "Bingyun, I am also a woman. Some things, I see quite clearly. In fact, whether I believe you or not isn't important; the key question is, do you believe yourself?"
Murong Bingyun fell silent.
Yes, did she believe herself? Qin Chen, clearly was the murderer of her father, the enemy of her mother, but why was it that every time she thought of his face, there was not a hint of hatred in her heart? Instead, it surged with admiration, anticipation, and a touch of longing.
Murong Bingyun's nails dug deeply into her palms.
Clearly, there was a blood feud between them.
Suddenly, the Sovereign reached out, gently brushing aside a strand of hair that covered Murong Bingyun's eye. Murong Bingyun shivered, allowing the Sovereign to tuck it behind her ear, her gaze lost.
"We women find it difficult to survive in this world. Beauty fades with time. If we cannot even face our own hearts directly, how can others know our feelings? Sometimes, if you like someone, you must have the courage to express it, because once you do, you won’t be overshadowed by regret in the loneliness of the future."
"Master, I don’t understand what you are saying."
Murong Bingyun bit her rosy lip, her eyes welling up with tears.
"No, you understand." The Sovereign spoke, "You have always been one of my smartest disciples; otherwise, I wouldn’t have made you the Saintess of the Palace of Eternal Cold. When you, Qianxue, and Ruyue arrived at my Palace, I saw your extraordinary talent at first glance. However, now Qianxue and Ruyue have found their paths, but you..."
Murong Bingyun hurriedly said, "Master, please stop."
The Sovereign looked at her, "I can stop speaking, but can you really deceive your own heart?"
As she finished speaking, the Sovereign stepped into the forbidden area.
Murong Bingyun hurriedly followed.
The mist enveloped both of them instantly, like celestial maidens appearing and disappearing in the clouds of the forbidden area, sacred and inviolable.
The water in the forbidden area flowed, wetting their long skirts, clinging to their bodies, perfectly accentuating their alluring curves.
Step by step, they entered deeper into the forbidden area.
In the depths of the forbidden area, Qin Chen lay there weakly. Beside him, You Qianxue, Ji Ruyue, Chen Sisi, and Shangguan Wan'er also leaned helplessly against him, their faces flushed.