The Eternal Phoenix Queen

Eps. 89: There is No Way Back

Ji Nuo prepared a palace located not far from his palace for Feng Shang and Yongheng to occupy. The Demon King's shadow capture plan on the human emperor's body had to be meticulously planned and required extremely thorough preparation. That was because the human emperor's body was the golden body of the heaven droplet, which could not be harmed by immortal beings carelessly. Even Feng Shang as the Heavenly Empress could not touch him without heaven's permission.

Tonight, Feng Shang and Yongheng were sitting in the palace garden. Feng Shang looked at the dark night sky with a cold face as usual. There was something stuck in his heart, but it was not a matter of the Demon King's shadow dwelling on the human emperor's body. Feng Shang was agitated because tonight he had to stay with Yongheng, whom he had been trying to avoid and limit his interactions. Fate seemed to be playing tricks on him instead, making him stuck with the man.

On the outside, it may appear very cold and untouched. Yet no one knew that his heart was even more fragile than a twig that fell in the fall. She was a woman, but could not show her weakness in front of anyone, including Yongheng. Feng Shang knew he owed Yongheng a lot of explanation, especially about the events when the two were in the other mortal realms.

But why? There is no turning back for him. He must live his destiny and carry out his duties well, not involving his heart and feelings. His personal life seemed to have been wiped out, and what he had in mind now was only a way of protecting the world even though his heart often hurt itself. The man must have also understood, that Feng Shang not only belonged to one person, but belonged to the Three Realms.

Yongheng thrust a glass of man-made wine at Feng Shang, but the woman rejected it subtly. According to him, arak will only make someone forget his purpose and he does not want it to happen. He also doesn't like to drink it. Arak in the Nine Heavens Realm, whose quality was a thousand times better than man-made wine alone he stored until it piled up in the warehouse without drinking a single drop.

"A night in the mortal realm is not too bad" Yongheng said as he placed his glass back on the table. He already understood that Feng Shang would reject him, but even so he kept trying.

"If this peace lasts forever, it's much better," continued Feng Shang.

"You found a way?"

"Ji Nuo will arrange a meeting with the human emperor tomorrow night. I guess the time to finish it won't be too long."

"Dearly enough. The human world is so interesting."

"If you like it, stay. I don't have time to have fun."

Yongheng looked at the sky. Usually on a quiet night like this, he would meditate for up to a few days. If the East Sea was partying or celebrating a festival, he would quietly go out and disguise himself, mingle with his people and feel his warmth. He has seen the world, he has also seen the mortal realm and how man celebrates his happiness.

Happiness is contagious. If only Feng Shang could open a little of his heart and give a gap for that warmth to infiltrate there, making him warm even if only for a moment. Until now, Yongheng had not found a way for the woman to open her heart and stop being cold. Too complicated, but that doesn't mean it's hard.

"Does being cold to others make your life feel better?" ask Yongheng.

"You mean?"

"You're always talking about the world's interests and ignoring yourself."

"That's how I protect the Three Realms."

"I knew. But, Xiao Shang, you must not forget that the world is not just you. Look at me, look around you. There are many gods and immortal beings who can help you protect the world. You close your heart, distance yourself from people and avoid all forms of attention given to you. You even ignored your own family background and fate. Do you really think you can forever endure all that alone?"

"Don't say as if you know everything!"

"I know because I know you! You must also understand that our relationship is special. I purposely pretended just because I didn't want the burden of your mind to increase. But seeing you cold and mean every day, not only to me, but to others makes me unable to stand it. I don't want you to push yourself too hard, Xiao Shang."

"Remove your fatigue for a moment" Yongheng said as he thrust back a glass of wine. "If you refuse, it means you're scared."

Feng Shang directly grabbed the glass and drank the contents up the toilet. Somehow Yongheng's provocation managed to ignite his emotions and he wanted to vent it. No, Feng Shang is not a person who is easy to lose and not a coward. Yongheng seemed to have deliberately provoked him because he refused his drink. In that case, will Feng Shang show his true abilities.

Yongheng smiled slightly. He thought, Feng Shang has been lured. Yongheng deliberately provoked him, but he did not speak completely. Yongheng wanted to express his heart which had been straining him for five hundred years. He wanted Feng Shang to know that he was not alone and not always harboring everything alone.

"One glass isn't enough" Kekeheng said. Feng Shang became annoyed, then grabbed a pot of wine and drank it to the ground. Yongheng did not have time to prevent it because Feng Shang's movements were too fast.

At first it was fine, but not for ten minutes, the woman was already drunk. His cheeks were red and his head felt heavy. Yongheng shook his head. The Sky Maharani alcohol tolerance turned out to be bad. He recalled the day when Feng Shang was taken by Xiang Sun to the bar. Yongheng kissed him for Xiang Sun to surrender, and brought Feng Shang back home with him.

"I'll get you some drunk soup. Wait here" Yongheng said. After that, he went to the kitchen and asked for drunk soup.

When Yongheng returned, he did not find Feng Shang in his seat. Out of worry, Yongheng immediately looked for him around the palace. He hears someone's stirring and the sound of water splashing. Yongheng directly ran to the source of the sound. He was shocked to see something strange happening there.

Feng Shang seemed to be sitting on the edge of the pond. His hands went into the water and were shaken occasionally. Around it had already piled dozens of fish, plus a few tails scattered a few meters behind him. Feng Shang raised his hand from the water, then threw the other five fishes behind and made him join his companions. The fish were out of breath.

"Is he the Empress of Heaven?" yongheng. He did not expect that Feng Shang would be able to do this when drunk. Strange but real. Perhaps in this world only Yongheng was the only person who knew how the Sky Empress was in drunken condition.

"Xiao Shang, finish fishing. You need to rest and relieve your hangover" Yongheng said. However, Feng Shang refused. He put his hand back in the water, rubbed it and threw back some fish.

"No. Yue Ming really liked fish from human waters. I have to bring more and make it into soup and dried fish."

"Okay, but the amount is enough. Let's go back."

"No! I want to show that Great God Yongheng. If he dares to mess around, the inhabitants of the East Sea will fate like these fish!"

"He wouldn't dare. Come, back!"

"Wait on! You're who? Ah, you must be the flamingo that Yue Ming just captured, right? He always catches flamingos and keeps them a pet in the palace. You have a soul? Your skin is smooth and you have a pretty good face," Feng Shang said as he pinched both of Yongheng's cheeks and played on his face. The fishy smell of the fish and the smell of the lake water smeared Yongheng's smooth skin, making the man slightly nauseous.

"No, no. You don't have flamingo feathers. You're what? The dragon? Ah, you must be the son of the dragon from the East Sea that Lian Meng captured. You got scales? Oh, you got a lotus mark on your forehead. Man, you're beautiful. Do you want to be my pet? I'll make you my spiritual animal!"

"No. I don't need to be your pet. Xiao Shang, let's go back!"

Yongheng carried the body of Feng Shang who was already very drunk. The woman rebelled and stayed on the spot, even Yongheng had trouble taking her. Feng Shang said, he's not drunk. Yongheng was forced to carry it on his shoulders, and he felt Feng Shang's hand punch come crashing down on his back. While walking back to the palace, Yongheng unceasingly sighed.

"Hey! The fish! I have to bring the fish!"