Only after unifying the world did I realize that immortals existed in this world.

That damned Xie Cangrong!

Let's stick to business!

Why are you staring at other people like that?!

What "mine," what "so lucky"...

The excitement of reporting her scientific findings subsided like a receding tide, and her adrenaline dissipated. Meeting Xie Cangrong's gaze, Gong Qiao belatedly felt a wave of embarrassment.

Her gaze drifted, finally settling on the blue bricks at her feet, and her fingertips unconsciously brushed back the stray hairs from her temples.

She had no time for grooming and dressing up, unlike ordinary women who would adorn themselves with cosmetics. Having rushed here today, she hadn't washed or groomed herself for days; her hair was matted, and you could faintly smell her own sweat…

It's so ugly and sloppy.

A blush crept up her cheeks and spread to her ears.

"Ahem!"

She coughed lightly to cover her embarrassment and said dryly, "I read the cultivation manual you sent, but I haven't had time to think about it in detail."

"After some time, I will try to build up a training system for the power of ingenuity."

Xie Cangrong shook his head and smiled: "No rush~"

"The weather is nice today, the sun is shining, let's go outside and soak up some sun!"

"His Majesty……"

Without waiting for Gong Qiao's refusal, he personally pushed her wheelchair out.

The palace was vast, bathed in generous sunlight, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. A gentle breeze stirred, swaying the willows.

The palace guards and servants looked at the two from afar, their expressions changed, and they immediately lowered their heads.

Who in this dynasty has such an honor as to be pushed around in a wheelchair by His Majesty himself?

"His Majesty……"

The gazes pouring in from all directions, the various exclamations, made the reserved girl even more bewildered. She unconsciously fiddled with her hair, her usually clear and intelligent mind now a complete mess.

She must take good care of herself before coming here again.

She opened her mouth, about to say something to deflect the criticism, but Xie Cangrong interrupted her: "Don't say anything that will upset me."

This person is like a tapeworm in people's hearts, as if they know everything and can capture every emotion.

snort!

Gong Qiao pursed her lips, her rebellious streak kicking in, and feigned composure, saying, "Your Majesty's cart-pushing skills need improvement; I feel somewhat uncomfortable!"

"I wonder if this has displeased His Majesty?"

Damn!

That foul mouth!

Why say such things?!

As soon as the words were spoken, Gong Qiao immediately regretted them.

"Cough cough..."

She cleared her throat, intending to patch it up.

Unexpectedly, Xie Cangrong smiled and said, "It's because I haven't pushed enough that my skills are lacking! Minister Gong, you must let me practice more."

Gong Qiao: ...

Very well, as shameless as ever.

So, she really had no way to deal with this guy.

Shouldn't an emperor be capricious and value his dignity and image above all else?

How can you be so shameless!

So annoying…

Gentle sunlight caressed her face, and a light breeze swayed her hair. The wheelchair moved slowly forward, and as time passed, her shyness and nervousness gradually faded away.

"It's been so long since I've strolled around with you like this~"

Xie Cangrong pushed Gong Qiaoxian around the palace, admiring its magnificent scenery and sighing with admiration.

Gong Qiao, leaning back in her wheelchair, listened to the talkative king's idle chatter and simply responded with, "Mm."

In the gentle breeze, in the most trusted environment, weariness gradually surges in like ocean waves.

"The palace looks prestigious, but it gets boring after a while."

Xie Cangrong squinted and smiled, "Do you remember that time when we were little, it was raining, and I pushed you around in a wheelchair, running really fast. You didn't complain at all that I was pushing you! On the contrary, you kept telling me to go faster!"

Gong Qiao rolled her eyes: "Your Majesty threw me into the mud that day."

Xie Cangrong twitched the corner of his mouth, then said, "That's not true! You must have remembered it wrong!"

"Heh~"

Gong Qiao scoffed, "Should I bring Your Majesty the headscarf that was soaked in mud that day?"

Xie Cangrong glared at her fiercely, and said threateningly, "Minister Gong! It would be impolite to continue talking about something that's completely fabricated!"

Even though someone was right behind her, Gong Qiao could feel a thorn in her side.

"Heh~"

She lowered her eyes, and a faint smile unconsciously bloomed at the corners of her lips. The contrast was most captivating; even Xie Cangrong couldn't help but admire how beautiful the girl looked without makeup.

Past events are like mist and haze, memories are like pearls.

My eyelids grew heavier and heavier. The green stone of the palace stretched endlessly in the breeze, gradually changing and transforming into the dirt road in my memory. The imposing guards and neatly dressed servants also gradually transformed into pedestrians.

The king's clear laughter echoed in her ears, gradually fading into the distance, merging with the laughter in her memory. Leaning back in her wheelchair, a faint smile on her face, her consciousness seemed to have returned to another summer.

She didn't actually want to fall asleep under these conditions.

but……

"Although you can stand up using your ingenuity, your leg is still not fully healed. The physicians of our Great Xia cannot treat you, and we do not know the medical skills of cultivators. If there is an opportunity, I will have them treat you. Do not be afraid, and do not refuse."

Xie Cangrong pushed the wheelchair, talking incessantly.

Gong Qiao: ...

The quiet girl stopped responding to him.

Xie Cangrong seemed to have noticed something as well, and suddenly stopped.

He approached the wheelchair and quietly gazed at the silent girl.

Although the beauty doesn't care much about dressing up or her appearance, her natural beauty is undeniable.

Even the wispy strands of hair falling down couldn't hide her beautiful face.

No one knows what sweet dream she was having. Caught completely off guard, her usually sharp tongue was smiling serenely as she breathed softly. The cold arrogance and sharpness between her brows had completely disappeared, replaced by a somewhat charming and cute demeanor.

It's still very rare to see this side of the girl.

Xie Cangrong reached out and brushed her hair behind her ear, gently pinching her cheek, and chuckled, "You can even fall asleep like this! I wonder how long it's been since you've had a rest!"

"So disobedient!"

Even if you're tired, it doesn't matter.

People always have something to pursue in life, something they enjoy; otherwise, they feel empty inside.

Research, exploration, discovery... This is not just to help Xie Cangrong, but also what she pursues, and this is what Gong Qiao likes.

She loved it so much, she was so excited, that she couldn't sleep. Every time she made a discovery about the new world, every time her knowledge expanded, every time she created something from scratch, she felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

But with Xie Cangrong, the fervor for pursuing knowledge could finally subside. She was able to gaze upon the person before her and return to herself.

In this most trusted environment, the accumulated fatigue surged up, and she could finally drift off to sleep.

And the person pushing him will, as always, push the wheelchair through wind and rain, towards a place where the sun shines brightly.