The Little Flower God and the Emperor

”What about the Emperor? The Emperor isn’t some high Immortal. He has to eat and shit just like us.” The old man rubbed the gift the Emperor had given him for comfort. “The Emperor is your daughter-in-law, how good is that? He has a good reputation, plenty of money, and a high position of seniority.”

”But this is immoral. The Emperor is of the same generation as my grandparents!”

”What about that? He is handsome, young, and physically fit. What are you still tangled up about?”

”Last time you said that he had facial nerve paralysis….” The Flower God looked at him silently.

”He wants to marry Liu Zhenyun and doesn’t have facial nerve paralysis, rather he has discerning taste.” Yue Lao yelled at him. “You should agree quickly. Look at Liu Zhenyun’s eyes, how can he still look at others.” The point is to marry the Emperor, not to worry!!! The old man shouted at the bottom of his heart.

The Flower God sighed, “If it’s going to be like this, then so be it.”