Capítulo 1: The Fateful Encounter
"Yang Mi, where are you again?" Yang Rui's voice echoed through the corridors of the celestial palace, filled with frustration and anger.
She paced back and forth, her majestic robes swaying with each step, as if the movement could somehow conjure her daughter from thin air.
Yang Rui's anger was palpable; even Lord Fang Zhu, the formidable Lord of War, flinched at her outburst. He sighed, feeling a throbbing headache beginning to form. His niece had a talent for escaping, a knack that never failed to amaze him.
"Sister, please, calm down. I will find her," he assured, though his confidence waned with each passing minute.
Yang Mi, his only niece, had once again slipped away from the Kunlun Academy. She was supposed to be under his strict tutelage, preparing for her destiny as the future Queen Mother of the West. But Yang Mi's rebellious spirit knew no bounds. She had a habit of sneaking away to the mortal realm, a place where she felt truly alive and free.
Meanwhile, in the bustling streets of the Dayu Kingdom, Yang Mi strolled leisurely through the market, her keen eyes scanning the stalls for the latest trends. Her loyal servant, Tan Qi, followed closely behind, ever vigilant and protective. They had grown up together, their bond more akin to sisters than mistress and servant.
"Look at these fabrics, Tan Qi. Aren't they exquisite?" Yang Mi exclaimed, holding up a bolt of shimmering silk.
Tan Qi smiled. "They are beautiful, my lady. You have a keen eye for such things."
Yang Mi grinned. "You know I can't resist. Let's get some samples for our shop."
In another part of the kingdom, Bai Jue, the crown prince of Dayu, was deep in his own trials. His mission was to root out corruption, a task that had led him to investigate the public kitchens meant to feed the poor. His loyal steward, Da Yi, was by his side, ever watchful and protective.
"Your Highness, be careful. The officials here are not to be trusted," Da Yi warned.
Bai Jue nodded, his expression serious. "I know, Da Yi. That's why we must be vigilant."
However, as they delved deeper into their investigation, Bai Jue began to feel unwell. A strange heat coursed through his body, making him dizzy and weak. He staggered, clutching at his chest.
"Your Highness!" Da Yi exclaimed, rushing to his side. "What's happening?"
"It's… the love poison," Bai Jue gasped, his voice strained. "It's flaring up."
The love poison was a curse that had plagued Bai Jue for years. It lay dormant in his body, only to awaken when he was close to a woman. The poison now surged through his veins, threatening to consume him.
"We need to get you to the DongBo Inn so no one finds out about your condition, quickly," Da Yi urged, supporting Bai Jue as they made their way through the streets.
At the DongBo Inn, the most luxurious establishment in the capital, Bai Jue's condition worsened. The poison burned like fire within him, driving him to the brink of madness. Just as they reached the inn's entrance, he collided with Yang Mi, who was stepping inside with Tan Qi.
The moment their bodies touched, something miraculous happened. The raging fire within Bai Jue was instantly soothed, as if doused by a cool, refreshing wave. Without thinking, he grabbed Yang Mi's hand and pulled her into one of the inn's private rooms, slamming the door shut behind them.
"Your Highness, what are you doing?" Da Yi shouted, pounding on the door. "Open up!"
Tan Qi, equally alarmed, tried to intervene. "My lady, are you alright?"
Inside the room, Bai Jue's eyes were wild with desperation.
"I'm sorry, but I have no choice," he panted, his voice hoarse. "The poison… it's too strong."
Yang Mi, though startled, felt an inexplicable pull towards him. "What are you talking about?"
Bai Jue's grip tightened. "Please, just trust me. I need you."
The love poison's effects were relentless, driving Bai Jue to the brink. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Yang Mi's in a fevered kiss. She responded instinctively, her own body reacting to the strange, undeniable connection between them.
As they tumbled onto the bed, their movements became a dance of desperate need and mutual surrender. The poison's fire was quenched, replaced by a different kind of heat, one that bound their souls together. In that moment, they became one, their union witnessed by the three realms.
"My Lord...," she began, her voice trembling, as she opened her eyes inside the sturdy arm of Bai Jue before they fell asleep together. "What just happened?"
Outside the room, Da Yi and Tan Qi waited anxiously, their concern growing with each passing minute. "What's happening in there?" Tan Qi whispered, her heart pounding.
"I don't know," Da Yi replied, his expression grim. "But whatever it is, it's beyond our control."
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