TSFLIP Chapter 668

Suva’s gaze dimmed at the mention, and he wrapped an arm around Feng Guang’s slender waist, pulling her into his embrace, as if completely unaware of how her body stiffened in that instant.
“It’s all my fault,” he murmured. “If I hadn’t been so desperate to save you that day, they wouldn’t have lashed out like cornered dogs and hurt you…”

“This… it’s not your fault.” Seeing the deep regret on his face, she couldn’t help but comfort him, even though what she was really thinking was something entirely different.

What Suva said—she couldn’t fully believe it, but she couldn’t completely dismiss it either. In truth, her greatest suspicion came from the sudden disappearance of the system. During this time, she had kept calling out for him. Normally, after four or five shouts, even if he didn’t want to deal with her, he’d at least grumble, Host, you’re so annoying. But now—there was nothing. No response at all.

Yes, she was indeed in the Heavenly Realm now, but she didn’t even know if the male and female leads of the story actually existed here. Her own identity didn’t add up. She still remembered clearly—she was supposed to be a mortal empress, the prime minister’s daughter, not a princess of the Heavenly Realm. And Suva—she had never seen his name appear anywhere in the original text.

Even more troubling—she had no memories whatsoever about this world. That had never happened before. The system had never once made a mistake. And even if there was some butterfly effect, it shouldn’t have been able to rewrite her identity.

Feng Guang rested in the man’s arms. His embrace was warm, his scent clean and soothing. He was exactly the kind of man who should make a woman feel safe. But in her heart, she only felt restless, uneasy in a way she had never known before—because she knew nothing at all about this world.

Suva’s residence was called Weimingju. Feng Guang’s awakening had everyone there letting out a collective sigh of relief. Aside from Suva himself, no one was happier than her personal maid, Yunque.

Yunque had originally been a small spirit beast in the mortal realm. After cultivating for many years, she finally ascended to immortality. Upon arriving in the Heavenly Palace, she caught the princess’s eye and became her personal maid. But in truth, long before that, Feng Guang had already treated her as a confidante rather than a servant.

Yunque was a bright, cheerful young girl. Now she was carefully combing Feng Guang’s hair, her voice full of delight.
“Princess, you were unconscious for over a month. Thank goodness you’ve woken up—now I can finally relax.”

Feng Guang gazed into the bronze mirror. She raised her hand and touched the bandages still wrapped around her neck.

“Don’t worry, Princess,” Yunque said quickly. “The young lord went all the way to the Northern Marshes to find the best immortal medicine. There won’t be a scar. The Northern Marshes are one of the most dangerous places in all three realms. He took a huge risk just to bring you that medicine.”

Feng Guang’s eyes lifted slightly. “Is that so?”

“Of course! In fact, if you ask anyone in the three realms which man loves his wife the most, they’ll all, without hesitation, name the young lord.”

Seeing how highly Yunque spoke of Suva, Feng Guang turned to glance at her. “You… you became my maid only after I got married and moved here to Weimingju, right?”

“Yes.” Yunque smiled. “I’m timid and not very bold. You worried that if I stayed behind in the Heavenly Palace without you, I’d be bullied. So you brought me here with you as part of your dowry.”

So, by rights, Feng Guang really was her mistress.

Yunque soon finished arranging her hair in the simple yet elegant style that Feng Guang had always favored. When she was done, Feng Guang stood, looking her in the eye.
“May I ask you a few questions?”

Her polite tone startled Yunque, who quickly bowed. “Princess, what do you want to know? Yunque will answer everything truthfully.”

“There’s no need to be so nervous. I just want to ask… about me and Suva.” Supposedly, because of her long coma, Suva had taken an entire month off from teaching at the academy, refusing to return until she awoke. Only then did he go back to instructing those second-generation immortals.

“About you and the young lord?” Yunque looked puzzled for a moment, then seemed to understand. “Ah… because you’ve lost your memories, everything around you feels unfamiliar. I didn’t expect, though, that you would even forget the young lord.”

“Is it so strange… that I forgot him?”

“No, no, not strange!” Yunque quickly explained. “It’s just that, considering how much you used to love him, I never imagined you’d forget him so easily. You once even joked with me—if you ever did lose your memory one day, the one person you could never forget would be the young lord.”

“You’re saying… I used to really like Suva?”

“Of course. Back then, you and the young lord were deeply in love, but the Heavenly Emperor didn’t approve of the match. It was only when you threatened your own life that he finally relented and allowed the marriage.” Yunque chuckled at the memory. “So many people once doubted your union. But now? Everyone praises it as a perfect match made in heaven. Think of how many women envy you, never able to find such a good husband.”

So they were supposed to be a model couple. Feng Guang listened, thought for a moment, then asked again: “Do you know how Suva and I first met?”

“I do. When you first entered the academy, the young lord was the instructor for Herbal Studies. But Princess…” Yunque frowned slightly, searching for the right words. “You weren’t very fond of studying—especially not Herbal Studies. You often skipped class. So the young lord took notice. After that, every time class ended, he’d keep you behind for mandatory tutoring. You resented it, but you couldn’t refuse. And after enough time together… well, you two fell in love.”

As she spoke, the words fell in love, Yunque’s face lit up with a mischievous grin. Falling for each other during tutoring sessions—what a funny way for romance to bloom.

Feng Guang turned away silently, letting out a deep sigh. Yunque said she wasn’t fond of studying—she believed that. Yunque said she got held back for extra lessons—she believed that too. But as for falling in love during those lessons… that made her blush. Teacher and student, after-class tutoring turning into something more… Ugh, what kind of thoughts was she having!?

“Princess, what’s wrong?” Yunque asked in alarm when Feng Guang suddenly shook her head hard.

“Nothing.” Feng Guang turned back, her expression calm. “Tell me… the reason I was injured… was it really because I went to wipe out rebel demons and something went wrong?”

“Yes.” Yunque nodded. “Five hundred years ago, when the Heavenly Realm and the Demon Realm signed the peace treaty, the demons split into two factions. One wanted peaceful coexistence, the other insisted on war. But since the Demon Lord now supports peace, the warmongers became outcasts—traitors. Not only are they hunted by the Demon Realm, but even the Heavenly Realm pursues them.”

“So when word came that rebel demons had appeared in the wastelands, I volunteered to lead the strike against them?”

“Exactly.”

“…Where on earth did I get that kind of courage…” Feng Guang sighed, raising a hand to her forehead helplessly.