The Ancient Realm Goddess
The Mandate of Heaven
“Good.”
Mo Jingtian clenched her hands and looked at them elaborately. “Because you have asked for it like this, then I will grant it.”
Qing Yue’er who heard that closed her eyes slowly. A relieved smile finally appeared on his lips. “Thank you ...”
The man stepped closer to her. His hands squeezed both shoulders and pulled him up. Then Mo Jingtian hugged her tightly.
“This is what you want isn't it?”
Qing Yue’er nodded. Her eyes were reddening withstanding the crying. He's given it all up now. No matter what happens, he is ready to lose everything.
Mo Jingtian released her embrace. He rubbed Qing Yue’er's cheek and looked at her gently. His heart hurts. His feet stepped back, then without saying anything he turned away.
Qing Yue’er simply stared at his departure with a feeling of guilt. It must have been difficult for Mo Jingtian to deal with it. However, the man had to learn to let it go. Wasn't this his last test as the Son of Heaven?
At that moment, people finally started to leave. Xie Yingfei led Xie Song out of the room. Their minds were in a state of shock and it made Qing Yue’er sigh sadly.
“I'm sorry ...”
***
That very day, the news of Qing Yue’er's wedding plan became a hot topic in Tianjun Palace. Many knew about what had happened, but no one dared to talk about it openly.
It was because the palace higher-ups had already warned them to focus on their work rather than talk about those embarrassing things. After all Mo Jingtian's special identity made them a little uncomfortable to gossip about.
Back then, Xie Song sat in the hall with his Xie clan brothers. He took a deep breath. “I didn't expect this to be like this.”
“What else can we do? Qing Yue’er wanted it,” Xie Yingfei said softly. She had already guessed this was all the girl's plan to force Mo Jingtian.
“That's why I made him win,” said Xie Mao. “You don't hate me if you were so rude earlier. I just want to help him urge that god.”
“Do you guess that was the plan?” Xie Yang asked.
Xie Mao immediately shook his head. “No. But I've heard that girl is always after Mr. Mo. So, this marriage must be something she wanted. Besides ....”
He's cleared his throat. “In addition, it is a great opportunity to have a god son-in-law. Of course I don't want to miss it,” he continued blatantly.
Xie Wuqing who heard that became a little annoyed. “Uncle, you really thought of a good thing!” he said with sarcasm.
“So, when is a good time to have that wedding?” Xie Yang asked.
Then Xie Song counted with his fingers. The man considered a few things before finally deciding.
“If Yue’er wants a big wedding, maybe it can only be done fifteen more days. However, if he wants a simple event, we can do it in seven days.”
“Surely simple event,” said Xie Wuqing.
“I'll ask him that later,” said Xie Yingfei.
Xie Song nodded. “You understand this more. All interests such as wedding clothes and others, prepare well.”
“I understand, Father.”
After which, Xie Song stood up from his chair. He's tired now. This sudden wedding plan did not make him excited or happy.
“I'll be back to the room. You guys do things as usual,” he said before leaving.
Xie Song intended to go to his room. However, her footsteps instead led her to Mo Jingtian's room. He knocked on the door slowly.
“Master Mo, it's me.”
A while later, Mo Jingtian's voice sounded from within. “Come.”
Xie Song finally opened the door. He walked in and saw Mo Jingtian was sitting downstairs. His left hand held his head, while his right hand held a porcelain wine jar.
“It's even still daytime, but it feels very tiring isn't it?”
“Sit down,” says Mo Jingtian.
Xie Song sat across from the man. He smiled looking at Mo Jingtian's wine. “This looks like a good wine.”
“You can try it.”
Without hesitation, Xie Song immediately took out one urn. He was surprised after smelling his not-so-sweet scent. Out of curiosity, he immediately swallowed it. His forehead immediately wrinkled.
“Master, your taste is indeed unique.”
The wine was too bitter for him. He won't be able to drink too much. Instead of feeling soothed, the wine can actually make him vomit.
“Sweet wine will make a person remember old memories, about longing, hope, and also dreams. But this wine ... will stop everything.”
Xie Song sighed hearing that. “Master, you must be feeling sad about what has happened.”
“Not what has happened, but what will happen.”
Mo Jingtian looked up then downed the wine expressionlessly. “I don't want to imagine it, but this bitter wine can't even cast away its shadow.”
“I don't understand how your marriage will threaten the life of Yue’er. Is it really like that?”
Mo Jingtian dropped his already empty wine jar onto the table. He looked at the old man elaborately. “Only by marrying her will my power return. But in the process, I can't guarantee his safety. Do you really want me to marry her?”
Xie Song looked down. Qing Yue’er had indeed said about her desire to marry Mo Jingtian in order to restore the man's strength. However, the girl never said that it would risk her life.
Then he shook slowly. “I won't prevent it. He wanted to do that for the safety of the three realms. How can I forbid such a noble intention?”
Mo Jingtian downed his wine again. Then he flicked his sleeve, “Vermillion, bring it now,” his orders.
Moments later her vermillion appeared. The man in a smoldering red robe carried a white box engraved with a beautiful golden color. He immediately gave it to his master.
Mo Jingtian rubbed the box with a complicated feeling. It was the gift of the heavens, an item at once bound by destiny that could not be denied in the end.
“I can't give any gift to Qing Yue’er. I also do not carry a dowry and handover like the other groom. But this .. This is my parents' gift. And I will give it to him,” he said softly.
He handed the box to Xie Song. “I want him to wear it on our wedding day.”
Xie Song touched the box. A special feeling immediately spread to his heart. It was just like the feeling when he touched something so sacred.
He looked at Mo Jingtian in confusion as well as surprise. There was something he wanted to ask, but in the end he nodded confidently. “I'll give this to him.”
“Thank you.”
Xie Song smiled. “Don't think about dowry and any handover. We ... we don't know if your parents are alive or not. But things like this are usually prepared with their parents.”
Mo Jingtian lowered his head and smiled wryly. It would be nice if he had a home and parents. Maybe they'll help her prepare for her wedding.
But for what? After all, this marriage was not something she really wanted.
“Master, are we better off notifying this marriage to the people in Celestial? Or is it better to remain humble and inconspicuous?” Xie Song asked.
“The fewer people who know it will be much better. After all, this marriage will be different than usual. I'll take Qing Yue’er up.”
Xie Song was a little confused hearing that. “Fine?”
Mo Jingtian nodded. However, he did not explain more.
Finally Xie Song did not want to bother anymore. He immediately parted out while carrying Mo Jingtian's gift box.