When Cheng yu was sent to her trial, he did everything to protect her. He knows what she will be facing in the mortal realm and he wanted to keep her from losing her mind.
His fate was entangled with hers. Knowing that it will affect his cultivation, he told Si Ming that he wants to become the person whom she will be married in the mortal realm.
"That's absurd, third prince. Your relationship has already ended. You shouldn't make the same mistake again." Si Ming firmly protested.
"Mistake? I don't think you have the right to name our fate. If you don't want to help me, then don't!" Lian song yelled at him.
"Third Prince, it's not like that. Her trial was one of the rules here in Sky Kingdom. If you help her, you will be punished." He explained.
"Then consider it as my trial as well. Don't give back her memories, but I'll keep mine." He packed his things and went to the mortal realm.
They went through a lot of challenges. They stayed in the mortal realm from birth to death. Cheng yu had a hard time letting go of her emotions. In these 7 emotions, only anger and sorrow make everything harder for me. She had to go through same scenarios because she can't let go of these.
Lian song witnessed her hardships. Making him feel useless because he knows the reason why she had to go through this process.
When she woke up after experiencing hardships in the mortal realm, her heart ached. Not because she failed to finish the misfortune, but because there's something wrong with her memories. She can't seem to recall the moments she had in the mortal realm.
When Cheng yu remembered everything, she kept a distance between Lian song. But since he was in charge of cleansing her soul and removing the mortal dust from her, she tamed her mouth to prevent herself from saying despicable words to him.
"I helped you when you are going through your trial. How are you going to repay me?" Lian Song asked her.
"This is my payment." She grabbed his shoulders and threw him at ground. "Rascal!"
Then she walked out.
32,900 years had passed...
At present...
"How's your health?" Dong Hua asked him.
"I don't know why this is happening. It was like all my cultivation was being sucked. I already lost all the cultivation you gave me." He replied.
"What? How is that possible? I transferred some of my cultivation to save you. Do you think she's gradually regaining her memories?" Dong Hua said.
"That's impossible." He answered.
Back then, when Dong Hua has gone to purify the Miaoyi Chasm, he visited Lian song and found out that he lost all his cultivation after helping Cheng yu in the mortal realm.
Dong Hua decided to transfer some of his cultivation to Lian Song in order to save him.
He knew what happened in the mortal realm. He knew that if he didn't transfer his cultivation, Lian Song would not live for long.
In exchange to his cultivation, he made a pact between them. He asked for a favour and trusted Lian Song that he'll be able to do it.
Years had passed. He continued to carry out his mission. He knows that Dong Hua has been preparing for the battle with Miao Luo. He knows that Dong Hua has no plan to come back.
He knows that he should prepare himself for the worst. He wanted to tell Fengjiu about it but she's nowhere to be found.
After a hundred year, Dong Hua has finally faced his demise. Lian Song was the one who arranged everything for the burial. He never thought his absence would cause him great sadness.
Now that he's gone, who will be his opponent in playing the game of go?
They will be mourning for 7days and 7nights.
The ritual has started but someone suddenly came in and disturb the ritual. It was Queen of Qing Qiu – Bai Fengjiu. She ran towards the coffin and hugged Dong Hua's dead body.
She was crying.
"Why did you arrive so late?" He wanted to ask her.
The place was filled with murmurs.
"Who cares? After all, he's gone and will never return." – lian song

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Cursed Fate
FanfictionCheng yu and Lian Song's destiny, as how the Buddhists put it, was an impossibility. No, theirs was more of a cursed fate. No one knows how their story started. No one dares to ask. They only know that they once had relationship and had broken up. ...