A what-if story in which instead of it being Ye Hua who sacrificed his spirit for the Bell, it was Bai Qian.
It had been raining for seven days in Qing Qiu, and all who did not wish to become sick had already found shelter. However, outside of Queen Bai Qian’s Foxcave stood a man clothed entirely in black. If someone were to pay close enough attention, they would be able to hear a faint crash of a ceramic jar, most likely an empty wine bottle, splintering into hundreds of pieces in the Cave, and see the subsequent tightening of fists from the young man. This man, known as Ye Hua, the Crown Prince of Jiu Zhongtian who just returned from the Mortal Realm, was trembling from the cold, flinching with every crash! of ceramic, and pale with sorrow of not knowing if his love – his only love – would ever forgive him and let him love her again.
This was the image of the man that Mi Gu arrived to. Gone was the proud and regal Crown Prince; instead, in its place stood a man filled to the brim with not only so much grief, but also so much determination to stay and not move until Qian Qian came out and talked to him.
He knew that the chances of Qian Qian immediately forgiving him was miniscule; he was the one who took her eyes, the one who betrayed her, the one who was powerless to protect her. The only thing he wanted now, was to see her.
Seeing Mi Gu, Ye Hua’s face suddenly lighted up. He must have thought that Mi Gu would bring good news. Unfortunately, when he saw Mi Gu’s embarrassed and slightly sheepish face, he knew that Qian Qian had not yet ordered Mi Gu to bring him inside.
Scratching his head after greeting Ye Hua, Mi Gu slowly stated, “Gu Gu says that she still doesn’t want to see anyone, and that anyone out in this rain should go back home.”
In reality, Bai Qian had very loudly and harshly told Mi Gu to tell the Crown Prince to scram and never come back, but Mi Gu knew that these words only came from a place of drunkenness and anger, and that if he said these words, she, and he, would regret it for the rest of their lives.
However, Ye Hua, knowing Qian Qian well, knew that these words had been censored.
He opened his mouth and an “I see.” tumbled out. Continue reading “don’t you worry (just trust me) pt. 1”