(Regarding Princess Wanxin, Emperor Kellen also has a brilliant comment:
"Auntie Xin is... A unique beauty who is devoted, passionate, innocent and even a little childish. I think... No man who has seen her can remain unmoved.
She has gone through so many ups and downs and ravages in her life, even... She was once in a state of mental breakdown for a thousand years. But her love for my father remained unshaken through a thousand years of wind and frost!
She made me feel that for women, love is their life. For the sake of love, they might sacrifice themselves to achieve it. Even if they do something that others think is stupid, they will think it's worth it.
As a result, her life gave me a heavy lesson. In this lesson, I learned how to protect a person with true love, for a lifetime, without regret, without change, without abandonment.
Aunt Xin has always been my emotional teacher and my role model. Because I met her, I learned how to take Elara seriously, cherish her, and protect her forever."
- Excerpted from "Several Key Figures That Kellen the Great Will Never Forget", a comprehensive compilation by historians after the creation of the Divine Realm.
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A faint snort in Kellen's arms. It turned out that Wanxin had fallen into a deep sleep due to a momentary pain. Kellen sat quietly cross-legged on the ground, gently patting Wanxin on the back, as if taking care of a sleeping baby, as if soothing an intimate lover.
At an unknown moment, Wanxin grabbed Kellen's arm tightly and exclaimed, "Jinlang!" Jinlang, don't go! Jinlang, don't go! Jinlang..." That looks so heart-breaking. It seems as if an intimate lover has quietly departed, leaving oneself alone in pursuit of the once intimate silhouette. At this moment, he is moving further and further away, but I still can't let go and follow closely with reluctance.
"Father, let him go! Let him go! He has never been to the mysterious realm, never! It's all me! It's all me!" On the tender face, there is terror. The cries of terror sent shivers down Kellen's spine. Kellen felt a pair of slender, delicate hands tightly gripping her arms as if they were binding her.
"Seeing her in such pain, I think the next life must be full of hardships. A person who does not live happily and cannot be with his beloved will suffer like her! In contrast, with Elara, the days are wasted but happy. I was much luckier than Wanxin." Kellen still gently patted Wanxin on the back and let out a long sigh, "but I don't know where Elara will be at this moment?"
Under the long eyelashes of the beauty, the gentle starry eyes shone quietly. She first gave Kellen a silly smile, and then her eyes began to dim as if an oil lamp had run out of oil and dimmed itself, so pitiful to look at. Finally, the beauty's jade-like eyes closed gently, and two drops of tears, crystal clear, flashed from her tender face and slid deeply into someone's heart.
A memory that has settled for a thousand years, all turned into a soft murmur. Wanxin had already let go of Kellen's embrace and stood up alone, leaving Kellen with only a gentle and tender silhouette. "Since you've forgotten me, why do you meet? Since we have met, why not recognize each other? Love is like flowing water. You can break it, but how can I? I'll take you out."
"Sister Wanxin, I..." Kellen felt that this figure was too pitiful and sad at this moment. She was afraid that she had mistaken someone and the misunderstanding was deep. Just as he was about to explain, he was interrupted by Wanxin.
"Will you call me Wanxin? You never change your words, and I like to hear that. When you suddenly change your words, the person's heart is so desolate, like an ice knife stabbing into the bottom of the heart, all the past becomes wounds, just like you stab, do you know? Wanxin carried Kellen on her back, her words as calm as water. How can sad feelings be concealed? Kellen naturally guessed that Wanxin was already weeping, but this black-and-white excuse seemed superfluous. Wanxin was already convinced that she was Jinlang, and saying more would be of no use.
"Wanxin... Where are we going?"
"Us? Why say 'we' again? Of course you're looking for your girl, I... But I have to go to the Wood Spirit tribe to retrieve a reincarnation pill, hoping to bring my father the emperor back to life." The beauty's sweet words are as gentle as water, and her affection is as faint as ripples. Though she has not turned, she has turned. Though the words reveal a touch of heartlessness, how can they be severed?
"Reincarnation Pill?" You Xiaojiao?
For some reason, as soon as Kellen heard the words "Reincarnation Pill", she couldn't help but think of You Xiaojiao in the crystal ring on Elara's right thumb. For a moment, he stared blankly at Wanxin's back and asked:
"You know..." Just as Kellen was about to say something, she suddenly thought that she would mention a girl's name. If she were asked to speak, would Wanxin be suspicious? I don't think so. Wanxin's heart is as clear as water. I guess she won't be overthinking it.
"Jinlang... Why are you so hesitant? Just ask."
"I... I'm impolite. I would say Elara knows a... One person, she would... It seems she has some magic and can bring the dead back to life. Her name is You Xiaojiao, you know?" After much deliberation, Kellen thought it was best to say it this way. But to Wanxin, it was all childish, hesitant, hesitant, and fortunately, Wanxin didn't take it to heart.
Between you and me, what's there to be impolite or not? 'You Xiaojiao'... Wanxin seemed to have thought for a long time and said indifferently, "She's certainly a girl, isn't she?"
"Yes." Kellen affirmed Wanxin's doubts.
"' You Xiaojiao '? What a strange name! Five Spirits Tribe, with the surname 'Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, earth', I've never heard of anyone with the surname 'You'. Isn't she from the Realm of Spirit Communication? Do you know some ways to bring the dead back to life? It couldn't be better, you... The Ghost Art of the Netherworld... Netherworld... Youming Xiaojiao, Youming Xiaojiao... Um... Yumeng Mengjiao..." Wanxin murmured and pondered over and over again. After a long time, Wanxin vaguely remembered that Jinlang had indeed mentioned some things and names of the netherworld before, the most profound of which was the netherworld Dream Jiao. Could You Little Jiao have some connection with her? She muttered to herself:
"I heard from Jinlang before that Mengjiao of the netherworld once visited the Realm of Spirit Communication, entered the Secret Realm to steal the Thunderbolt Divine Blade, and was sealed by the Five Elders... Jinlang, do you think she could be the person from the ancient netherworld that you mentioned before?
"Ancient Netherworld? Unheard of." Kellen listened to what Wanxin said and became even more curious, not knowing what kind of place this ancient netherworld was.
"Could it be that you have no memory at all?" With a 惋叹, wanxin floated up to Kellen, and a slender hand was already placed on her palm. Kellen suddenly saw a figure floating before her eyes, and that person was exactly like her. She was dressed in a pale blue kirin robe, with her hair tied up in a crystal crown and a golden sash at her waist, but with the pattern of a golden cloud base. The silk sash matched the blue robe in a striking color contrast.
Kellen thought to herself: Who is this man again? Could it be me? But why would you wear the light blue qilin robe? Blue, that's the symbol of the water tribe. Could this man be of the water tribe? The silk sash at the waist is golden, of course it is not used by the water... Well, it should be for the gold people! Presumably... Yes, this sash might have been given by Wanxin... Oh! This man is Jinlang!
Kellen, though in her teenage years, was also in love with Elara. Wanxin's memory of this man is so deep that Kellen can guess a little about it. Just as Kellen wanted to take a closer look at what this "Jinlang" looked like and what other memories were so vivid, Wanxin had already withdrawn her hand.
But Wanxin was stunned and said, "How strange! How could you not have psychic perception? Aren't you from the Psychic Realm?" As soon as Wanxin said this, a look of remorse immediately appeared on her face. Lowering her eyelids and nodding her head, she said, "How foolish I am to say such words to you... No wonder you forgot me. It turns out you once lost your memory..." Then he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Kellen with a gentle expression, saying, "Let's get them back together."
"What?" The more Kellen listened, the more confused, amnesia? But where did it come from? I can recall every minute and every second with Elara, but how could I have amnesia?
"Good memories that have passed away? Don't you want to? ... Oh! I almost forgot that your girl is waiting for you... This..." Wanxin looked affectionately at Kellen as if waiting for her to affirm something, say: Retrieve those most beautiful memories together.
When Kellen heard Wanxin's sweet words, "Your girl is waiting for you," she blushed all over her face at once. It was the first time she had heard someone talk about Elara. She stared at Wanxin like a piece of wood, without saying a word.
Wanxin felt a pang in her heart, having guessed about eight or nine out of ten from Jinlang's blushing face, and sighed softly, "Forget it, I'll take you out." One thought diluted all the good memories of Wanxin: New love for old connection, the most beloved is the new love. No matter how wonderful that time was, how could Jinlang remember it?