Balala the Magic Fairy

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the Grand View Garden was quiet and peaceful. Jiang Caiping stood alone by the lake, her heart was silent. The words of the Third Prince were like a cold blade piercing her heart, making her feel that she had no worries in the world. With a resolute thought, she jumped into the lake.

Cui Jinxi returned home in the middle of the night and suddenly heard the sound of water. She hurried over to see what was happening, but when she saw the ripples on the lake gradually disappear, she felt something was wrong. She called the guards to come over, and they worked together to rescue Jiang Caiping. However, she was already dead and her soul had passed away.

When the news reached the Third Prince, he was as if struck by lightning and was extremely grief-stricken. He hurried to the lakeside and saw Jiang Caiping lying quietly on the grass, her face as pale as paper, and her former elegance gone. The Third Prince was filled with remorse and tears.

Wen Shichu hurried over and sighed when he saw this. He used silver needles and magical medicine, but in the end he was powerless to save the patient.

The Third Prince stood to one side, his face pale and the pain in his heart was beyond words.

Zhen Huan was also shocked when she heard about this. She came to the lakeside and saw the grief of the Third Prince, and she felt sorry for him. She comforted him softly, "Third Prince, life and death are determined. Jiang Caiping has passed away, you should mourn for her."

Upon hearing this, the Third Prince's eyes were blurred with tears. He slowly raised his head and looked at Zhen Huan, saying in a hoarse voice, "My queen, I am incompetent and failed to protect Jiang Shi."

Zhen Huan sighed softly, knowing that the Third Prince was in pain, but she could do nothing about it. She turned around and walked back to the inner room, feeling deeply sad.

That night, the lights in the Grand View Garden were bright, and everyone was mourning for Jiang Caiping's death. Yunli was shocked when he learned about it. He came to the lakeside and saw that the third prince was alone, and he was filled with emotion.

"Third prince, although Caiping is gone, you and I, who are cultivators, should put the Great Dao first." Yunli's voice was low and contained some consolation.

The Third Prince felt even more distressed when he heard this. He knew Yunli was right, but he was deeply in love with her and couldn't extricate himself. He slowly stood up and walked back to his room, feeling lost.

A few days later, Jiang Caiping's funeral was over. The Third Prince wandered alone by the lake, looking at the lake, feeling empty inside. He knew Jiang Caiping was gone, but his heart seemed to have gone with her.

"Third Prince, those who practice Taoism should base their practice on their mind and character. If you can't let go, how can you achieve the right result?" Yan Lili's voice sounded behind him.

The Third Prince turned around and saw Yan Lili standing under the moonlight, with a cold look between her brows.

He sighed softly and said, "Lily, I know you have a point. But I can't help myself when I'm in love with you."

Yan Lili smiled slightly and said, "Third brother, the road to becoming an immortal is long. You and I both need to let go of our obsessions before we can achieve the great path."

The Third Prince stood by the lake, his heart in turmoil, but he finally made up his mind.

He decided to go to Qingcheng Mountain and devote himself to practicing Taoism in order to seek spiritual liberation.

However, the concern for his mother, Concubine Qi, was like a silk thread that was difficult to let go.

That day, the Third Prince came to Zhen Huan with a worried look on his face, and whispered, "My queen, I want to go to Qingcheng Mountain to practice Taoism, but I am worried about my mother. I wonder if you can take care of her for me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan frowned slightly. She knew the pain in Third Prince's heart and also understood the difficulties in his journey to become an immortal.

She said softly, "Third Prince, since you have such aspirations, I will lend you a helping hand. You can rest assured about Concubine Qi's affairs. I will take good care of her."

Hearing this, the Third Prince was grateful and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Madam."

The next day, the third prince packed his luggage and prepared to leave.

In the Grand View Garden, everyone heard the news and came to see him off.

Yunli, Shen Meizhuang, Yan Lili and others were all reluctant to leave, but they also knew that the path to becoming an immortal was extraordinary, so they could only give their sincere blessings.

The Third Prince stood in front of the garden gate, looking back at this garden that was once filled with laughter and joy, with mixed feelings in his heart.

His eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally landed on Zhen Huan, and he said softly: "My queen, I don't know when I will be back. Please take care of yourself."

Zhen Huan nodded slightly: "Third Prince, the road to becoming an immortal is long, but you are determined and will surely achieve something. I am waiting here for good news."

The third prince nodded, turned and left, embarking on the journey to Qingcheng Mountain.

Qingcheng Mountain is a famous sacred mountain in the world of immortal cultivation. The mountain is full of spiritual energy and is a holy place for cultivation that those who practice Taoism dream of.

The third prince trudged all the way with great difficulty and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, an ancient Taoist temple comes into view. In front of the temple, a white-haired old Taoist is meditating with his eyes closed.

The Third Prince stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Master, I am an unknown junior. I came to Qingcheng Mountain to practice Taoism. I hope you will take me in."

The old Taoist slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was like lightning. He looked at the Third Prince and nodded slightly: "Since you have this intention, I will accept you as my disciple. From now on, you will be a disciple of my Qingcheng Sect."

Hearing this, the Third Prince was overjoyed and bowed down again: "Thank you, Master."

From then on, the third prince began his monastic life in Qingcheng Mountain.

But Jiang Caiping's soul lingered between the human world and the netherworld. Duoluo Beile Hongshi, out of pity, nurtured her soul with a secret method, and one day, he was able to transform her into a human form. However, Jiang Caiping had forgotten all her past, just like a newborn baby.

Seeing her like this, Hongshi felt pity for her, so he hid Jiang Caiping deep in the mansion, treating her as a concubine and not letting outsiders know.

Although Jiang Caiping has lost her memory, her gentleness remains the same as before. Hongshi treats her with courtesy and care, accompanying her every day, hoping that she can regain her past memories.

Although Jiang Caiping has forgotten her past, she gradually develops feelings for Hongshi. The two of them are like a couple of gods in the mansion, and they are unaware of the time they are in the human world.

Hongshi was pleased to see Jiang Caiping becoming more cheerful, but deep in his heart, he could not hide a trace of worry.

One day, Hongshi was sitting alone in the study, holding a volume of Tao Te Ching in his hand, but his eyes were looking through the window lattice towards the sky.

He knew that Jiang Caiping's matter was not a long-term solution. If he did not find a thorough solution, her soul would eventually dissipate between heaven and earth.

While he was deep in thought, a servant came to report that a Taoist wanted to see him. Hongshi was moved and knew that something unusual must be going on, so he ordered someone to bring him in.

The Taoist walked into the study and saw Hongshi sitting at the desk with an extraordinary demeanor. He bowed and said, "My Lord, I am traveling here and saw a fragrant soul hovering above your house, so I came to help you."

Hongshi was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly stood up to greet him: "Since the Taoist priest has said this, he must have a wise opinion. Hongshi is all ears."

The Taoist smiled slightly, took out a jade slip from his sleeve, and handed it to Hongshi: "This jade slip records a method of summoning spirits, which can help Fu Jin recover her memory. However, this method is quite difficult, and it requires the prince to practice it personally to succeed."

Hongshi took the jade slip, feeling grateful, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Taoist Priest. Hongshi will definitely live up to your trust."

The Taoist nodded, and disappeared in a flash. Hongshi knew that he was not an ordinary person, so he practiced day and night according to the jade slip, working tirelessly.

After more than a month, Hongshi's cultivation level improved greatly, and finally on a moonless night, he performed the soul-calling technique. With the help of his magic power, the dormant memories in Jiang Caiping's body gradually awakened.

Jiang Caiping slowly opened her eyes, a trace of confusion flashed across her eyes, and then turned into clarity. She looked at Hongshi and said softly: "My Lord, I...I remember it now."

Seeing her like this, Hongshi was also happy. He gently held Jiang Caiping's hand and said softly, "Fujin, although you and I are not my original spouse, it is God's will that we can meet again today. From now on, you and I should spend our time together and never separate again."

When Jiang Caiping heard this, tears flashed in her eyes. She nodded gently and snuggled in Hongshi's arms.

Since her rebirth, Jiang Caiping has been with Hongshi every day, and gradually feels that he is no different from the Third Prince.

Hongshi's appearance, Hongshi's habits, and even the way he treated her were all exactly the same as the Third Prince.

Jiang Caiping was confused and finally regarded the two as one person. Her feelings for them grew secretly and deepened day by day.

Hongshi was also relieved to see Jiang Caiping becoming more cheerful. He knew what Jiang Caiping was thinking, but he did not point it out. He just took more care of her with more delicate feelings. The two of them lived in harmony in the mansion and were very affectionate.

One day, Jiang Caiping played the zither in the courtyard, and the sound was melodious and plaintive. Hongshi stood in the corridor, listening to the music, and his heart was filled with emotion. He knew what Jiang Caiping was thinking, but he also knew that all he could give her was companionship in this life.

The music of the zither gradually faded, and Jiang Caiping looked up at Hongshi with a hint of confusion in her eyes: "My Lord Beile, I have always felt that your appearance and habits are no different from those of the Third Prince. Sometimes I even suspect that you are him."

Hearing this, Hongshi smiled slightly, walked to Jiang Caiping's side, and said softly: "Fujin, whether it is me or the Third Prince, we are all devoted to you. You and I are destined to be together in this life, so we should cherish the person in front of us."

Jiang Caiping felt warm at the words and nodded gently. She knew that what Hongshi said made sense, so she put aside her doubts and concentrated on spending time with Hongshi.

The two of them spent their days in the mansion appreciating flowers, playing chess, and reciting poems.

But Fei Yunyan was a woman of peerless beauty, pure and elegant, and even though she covered her face with a veil, it could not conceal her stunning beauty.

One day, a stranger came to the garden, a scholar named Qiu Changyun. Qiu Changyun saw Fei Yunyan's appearance and fell in love with her.

Qiu Changyun was originally a wealthy young man in the capital, but he fell deeply in love with Fei Yunyan at first sight, and even castrated himself just to be with Fei Yunyan forever. He knew that Fei Yunyan lived in the Grand View Garden, so he disguised himself and sneaked into the garden in order to see her.

Fei Yunyan saw that Qiu Changyun was handsome, honest, and loyal to her, so she kept him by her side and called him "Xiao Yunzi". Although Qiu Changyun knew that Fei Yunyan did not love him, he still had no regrets and only wished to see the beauty every day.

On that day, Fei Yunyan was admiring the plum blossoms in the garden. The plum blossoms were in full bloom and the fragrance was rich.

Qiu Changyun was at his side, holding a pot of hot tea in his hand, his eyes full of tenderness.

Fei Yunyan took a sip of tea, looked through the plum branches into the distance, her mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

"Xiao Yunzi, you know that although the plum blossoms are beautiful, they also need to be able to withstand severe cold." Fei Yunyan said softly, with a hint of emotion in her voice.

Qiu Changyun smiled slightly when he heard this, and replied softly: "Your Majesty, the reason why the plum blossom can stand proudly in the frost and snow is because it has a tenacious heart. Your Majesty is just like the plum blossom. No matter what situation you are in, you can keep your heart pure and noble."

Fei Yunyan's heart moved when she heard this. She turned to look at Qiu Changyun, with a complex emotion in her eyes: "Xiao Yunzi, although you said so, how can things in the world go as we wish?"

Seeing Fei Yunyan like this, Qiu Changyun was also moved. He said softly: "My queen, things in the world are indeed unpredictable. But as long as there is love in your heart, you can withstand all the hardships."

Fei Yunyan sighed softly after hearing this. She knew that what Qiu Changyun said was true, but she also knew that she was powerless to change it. She said softly, "Xiao Yunzi, I appreciate your love for me. But my heart has long belonged to someone else."

Qiu Changyun's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but he still kept smiling: "Your Majesty, Xiao Yunzi understands. Xiao Yunzi only wishes to be with you, no matter who you love in your heart."

Fei Yunyan was touched when she saw Qiu Changyun like this. She said softly, "Xiao Yunzi, I will always remember your kindness to me. I hope that in the next life, I can repay your kindness."

The two of them sat under the plum tree, facing each other in silence, only the fragrance of the plum blossoms drifted in the wind.

The moonlight was hazy and the Grand View Garden was silent, with only the gentle breeze carrying the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Yinzhen was alone, staggering, and drunk.

His eyes were blurred, but there was an irresistible impulse in his heart.