The jade-gilded invitation lay quietly on the white marble table. In the courtyard, a green figure was holding a sprinkler to water the plants. The clear fairy spring poured down the water, and the green leaves spread happily.
“More, more…”
“I also want it.”
“It’s my turn.”
“Who squeezed me again!”
The originally quiet courtyard suddenly became lively, with several milky voices arguing endlessly, and the leaves couldn’t stop fluttering.
Jiang Rui looked back, and the quarrel stopped abruptly.
Those few little grasses were like little babies who had been caught by their parents for doing bad things. Each one was quiet and trying to straighten the thin grass stems to show that they were good children.
Another grass tentatively stretched out a slender leaf and rubbed it on Jiang Rui’s hand flatteringly, “Rui Rui…”
Jiang Rui reached out and tapped it, “Be quiet. Don’t forget what I said before. Don’t be greedy.”
“I know–” The immature voice was prolonged, with a hint of coquettishness in the cuteness.
Jiang Rui was accustomed to it.
These resurrecting plants were from her own race. Although they were enlightened, they could not transform. Their consciousness was only that of a few-year-old child in the human world. They were coquettish and clingy, but they were also well-behaved and cute.
Resurrection herbs were rare, and it was even rarer to be able to enlighten them. She didn’t mind spending some energy taking care of them, anyway, there would be endless years to come.
After watering all the flowers and plants in the courtyard, she returned to the table and picked up the invitation card again. On the card was a majestic silver dragon flying in the clouds and mist.
The Emperor of Heaven would hold a banquet in the Jade Lake three days later to celebrate the return of the Lord God Jiu Yuan.
This could be regarded as one of the most important events in heaven for tens of thousands of years. The scene was even more grand than the previous prince’s wedding.
All over the Nine Heavens, whether they were ancient gods or newly ascended immortals, had received invitations.
Jiang Rui belonged to the category of little immortals. Although she might have been on Nine Heavens for longer than some divine monarchs, in terms of status, she was still a subordinate of Lord God Jiu Yuan. She had been baptized by the heavenly tribulation not long ago and was considered to be in the immortal class.
She moved out from the Yujing Immortal Island and took over this little immortal mansion that belonged to her alone. Regarding this, Immortal Lord Shu Yuan was very puzzled by this.
In the entire Yujing Immortal Island, no one knew better than Immortal Lord Shu Yuan, who should get the greatest credit for the return of the Lord God. Even he could never cover up Jiang Rui’s light.
As long as the Lord God woke up, she would be the number one hero under heaven. Why should she leave the Yujing Immortal Island at this time?
Jiang Rui never explained, but this decision was made a long time ago.
She was originally just an ordinary resurrecting grass seed in the lower realm. She was inadvertently brought back to the heavenly palace by the Lord God. She received his favor and was born because of him. She descended to earth for him and accompanied him in reincarnation.
But for tens of thousands of years, whether it was long or not, just being around him consumed all her energy.
Now that the kindness had been repaid, the previous relationship was broken, and she had immortal bones again. From now on, she just wanted to be at ease and leisurely.
“Rui Rui is in a daze again.”
“What is a daze?”
“Idiot, a daze is a daze.”
“You are the idiot. I’ll hit you!”
“Come on, let’s see who beats whom.”
“Oh, you hit me!”
“Who squeezed me again!”
The screams of pain resounded in the courtyard again, pulling Jiang Rui’s thoughts back. She didn’t even bother to look back. She threw out a soft force from her long sleeves and skillfully separated several grasses so that they could not reach each other.
After a long period of silence, there was only a slight groaning sound behind her. It was the little milkweeds that were trying to push the flower pots under their roots to roll toward the brothers and sisters.
Just like a group of restless children, they quarreled when they got together, but they couldn’t stay apart for a moment.
“Hey, I seem to smell Yuan Yuan.”
“I smell it too!”
“Yuan Yuan! Yuan Yuan!”
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Translator’s Comment:
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Sam Williams On TYMIMA Chapter 152