White tea legend

I don't know how long the banquet will last before it ends. Fortunately, the door of Qingzhu Palace finally opened, and Lu Yu's longed-for figure appeared at the door.

It's Taimu.

Lu Yu walked over quickly: "My great-grandmother!"

The Taimu Empress is dressed in a crimson palace dress, with a gold-edged Xiapei embroidered with phoenixes, on which are embroidered the auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes, shining brightly. The tassels on the skirt are studded with pearls and gems, swaying gently with the steps, like twinkling stars, extraordinary luxury. Wearing an exquisite crown, the hanging pearls swayed gently, reflecting her jade-like face and kind eyes.

Although her face was slightly weathered by the years, her deep eyes were still as bright as before, shining with the light of wisdom. The slightly raised smile at the corner of the mouth is warm and friendly, as if it can penetrate people's hearts and give people endless peace.

Her temperament is like that of an orchid in a deep valley, quiet yet majestic, and her movements reveal otherworldly elegance.

She stood there quietly, with a majesty that made people naturally awe.

Lu Yu stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

Taimu said: "This is not the place to talk. Lu Yu, God of Medicine, please move."

Taimu made a "please" gesture, and Lu Yu followed her and left the Qingzhu Palace.

The two of them came to a quiet place in heaven and stopped.

Surrounded by fairy mountains, there are lush green bamboos, gurgling springs, and shrouded clouds and mist. A stone path winds up, with sparse flowers and trees on both sides, peach blossoms, orchids, and the path is filled with fragrance.

An exquisite pavilion quietly appeared. The two of them walked in and saw the carved beams and painted pillars in the pavilion, as well as the upturned eaves and corners, which complemented the surrounding landscape. Standing in the pavilion and looking down, you can see the sea of ​​clouds rolling in the distance and the green bamboos swaying nearby. It is a rare and quiet corner of heaven.

Just right for talking.

"I know what you want to ask me." Before Lu Yu could say anything, the Taimu Empress spoke first, "I and His Highness Chonghua are both in front of Tianjun, requesting an imperial edict for Bai Cha. If she hadn't already died, at this moment, she I have met you in Xianjing. It is a pity that the rules of the heaven do not issue immortal books to the dead original gods. You know this, so the imperial edict is still in my palace, so what? What’s the use?”

The great-grandmother felt sad.

She wished that white tea could go to heaven and become an immortal, but it was a pity that the medicinal herb had no chance to be associated with this immortal capital...

"Is she really dead?"

"It has become a withered tree and died." Taimu said, shedding tears, "She sacrificed her body to help the common people. She was a righteous person. I have discussed with His Highness Chonghua, and I want to ask Tianjun Request an order to build palaces and temples for her in the lower world so that the world can pay homage to her."

"Now that he's dead, what's the point of that?"

Lu Yu's heart felt as if a sharp sword had penetrated his chest, and he was in pain.

His face was as pale as paper, and his hands were shaking, as if he had lost his soul. His eyes were filled with endless sadness and despair, and the tears falling from the corners of his eyes were like broken beads, rolling down silently.

He stumbled around and walked out of the pavilion. Every step he took was like stepping on the tip of a knife, which hurt his heart. His back looked so lonely and helpless, as if he was a lonely ghost lost in the vast sea of ​​people. His shoulders were drooped, as if he was carrying a heavy burden, weighing him down and suffocating him.

He walked unsteadily, stopping from time to time to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes with trembling fingers. His eyes were confused and sad, looking into the distance as if he was looking for something to put his trust in. However, there was only a blurry scene in front of him, making him feel even more helpless and desperate.

His clothes were fluttering in the wind, as unstable as his mood at the moment. His hair was draped over his shoulders, looking a little embarrassed. His hand held the folding fan tightly, as if it was his only support and sustenance. He walked aimlessly, not knowing where he was going or what his future would be. He only knew that at this moment he had lost all meaning and direction in Xianjing...

He walked and walked like a headless fly. When he came to his senses, he was already in front of the gate of Baicao Garden.

The cockatiel came and opened the door. Seeing his condition, he screamed in fright and hurriedly helped him in: "Medical God, what's wrong with you?"

At night, Lu Yu had a fever and his body was as hot as a furnace.

He murmured: "White tea, white tea..."

The blackbird was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. Fortunately, His Highness Chonghua happened to come to Baicao Garden.

His Highness Chonghua learned from Taimu that Lu Yu was inquiring about the whereabouts of White Tea, and wanted to come over to comfort him. However, when he saw Lu Yu fell ill, he took care of Lu Yu all night and listened to his nonsense all night.

His Highness Chonghua stood quietly in front of the hospital bed, staring at Lu Yu closely. Seeing that this once heroic and high-spirited miracle doctor was now haggard due to illness, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable worry in his heart.

Lu Yu was lying on the bed, his face pale, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth twitching from time to time, as if he was enduring endless pain. His breathing was rapid and weak, as if he might die at any time. His hands were holding the quilt tightly, his nails almost digging into it.

His Highness Chonghua frowned and thought to himself: Could Lu Yu's appearance at this moment have moved his heart? This is something that is never allowed in heaven. Mortal mind is like poison to immortals. Once it is contaminated, it will cause great damage to the cultivation level, and may even fall into reincarnation and never return to the immortal world.

He had heard about Lu Yu and Bai Cha's deeds in the mortal world, and he knew that Lu Yu must have experienced countless hardships and tests during his time in the mortal world.

Now, Lu Yu was lying on the hospital bed, looking dazed and unable to speak clearly. He was obviously terminally ill. His Highness Chonghua couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart. He knew that Lu Yu's appearance at the moment was not entirely due to his illness, but more due to his inner pain and struggle, because of Bai Cha's death.

His Highness Chonghua sighed deeply and decided to do his best to help Lu Yu overcome this difficulty. He knew very well that Tianjun must not know about this matter, otherwise Lu Yu's immortal status would not be preserved.

He thought that he and Lu Yu were the best friends in heaven.

He must beat Lu Yu and not let him fall into an irreversible situation.

In the early morning, Lu Yu finally woke up after suffering from a night of illness.

He did not expect His Highness Chonghua to take care of him all night.

He originally wanted to express his gratitude to His Highness Chonghua, but His Highness Chonghua's words made him immediately feel disgusted.

His Highness Chonghua said: "Why don't I go to Shui De Zhenjun to ask for a bowl of forgetful water? You should forget about that one as soon as possible."

Lu Yu's face darkened suddenly: "So has His Highness Chonghua changed? He crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and went up to the house to take out the ladder. In the past, His Highness Chonghua was not such a person."

"Lu Yu, I'm doing this for your own good."

"For my own good, you should work with me to find a way to bring Bai Cha back to life instead of letting her die. She died for His Highness Chonghua and the world!"