wear it lord god

Chapter 2692 Lantern Festival
Xining was truly on the verge of tears. She wasn't stupid; with the experience she had accumulated from so many missions, even the most foolish person could understand a lot of things.

The table was full of dishes, including eight cold dishes, with chicken, duck, fish, meat, and seafood. Of all the dishes, he chose the sweet lotus root with osmanthus and glutinous rice.

Lotus root, whose name is a homophone for "couple," also symbolizes a perfect match. Furthermore, because it "emerges from the mud unsullied," it represents noble character.

Glutinous rice: symbolizes "rising step by step" and "family reunion and happiness", and its stickiness symbolizes family cohesion.

Osmanthus: symbolizes "wealth and good fortune" and "refinement and nobility". Moreover, "osmanthus" and "noble" are homophones, and it is often used to express wishes for a good life.

If it weren't for the bitterness of the lotus seed tea and the fact that the hot pot with two broths wasn't as good as these dishes, it probably would have been served too.

Jingxing did it discreetly, without revealing his true intentions, and couldn't be openly called out. Oh, Shangqing, what kind of trouble have you brought upon your sister?

She just got rid of a dark system, and now she's been introduced to a rotten romantic interest that she usually avoids like the plague. How is she supposed to face this system that's completely obsessed with her?

Jingxing put down his chopsticks, as if he could see through her thoughts: "God, don't worry. I've said it before, my love for you is the same as my love for humanity. From the moment I gained consciousness, I was programmed to have only love."

“I watched those embryos develop into babies in the incubator, and then I watched them grow, fall in love, reproduce, and eventually die. There are more and more people, and they need me less and less.”

"Even though they've locked me up in the museum, making me answer those boring questions every day, I still love them."

“So…” Jing Xing seemed like a living person, or even more so, his eyes full of spirit and emotion. He gently took her hand and placed it on his chest. Unfortunately, there was no heartbeat there, but it was enough to show his sincerity.

"I have never denied loving you, Shangqing, or your former system Mo Ming, but this love is not romantic. It is purely about wanting to be by your side, to protect you, and to take care of you."

The thought of Jingxing, which has existed for hundreds of years, being displayed as an exhibit in a history museum, like an object that has long been abandoned but has been repainted and is still being used, softened her heart.

Those humans really shouldn't have treated him like that.

Xi Ning stared at Jing Xing's face, momentarily stunned. His face was just too...

A slight smile appeared on Jing Xing's lips: "Would you like to continue eating? If you're tired, you can lean on me, and I'll take care of you."

She imagined her sitting on Jingxing's lap, being held in his arms, being fed bite by bite.

Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation on my scalp and a surge of heat in my lower abdomen... Damn it, isn't the Supreme God a god? How come I feel like a mortal?
"No need, I can eat by myself." She quickly withdrew her hand, picked up her chopsticks, and pretended nothing had happened, continuing to eat. Eat, eat, eat, don't think about anything.

Jingxing also picked up his chopsticks and took a small bite of the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish. The way he ate was a delight to watch.

Xi Ning, however, tried her best not to look and just kept eating.

Her love of beauty made her unable to resist beautiful things. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to fully understand and accept Mo Ming's bad temper and the God Lord's unpleasant demeanor.

Is the high-ranking official planning to have her develop resistance to handsome men at Jingxing's place?

Feeling a bit full, she put down her chopsticks and said, "I'm done eating."

Jingxing asked, "Why don't we go for a walk in the streets to digest our food? Don't use your magic, or you'll miss out on the joy of living."

It seems to make sense; with magic, a single moment of focused concentration can solve anything. At first, it felt great and convenient, but after a while, it inevitably became boring.

Thinking of the deity who can barely move even when lying down, he must have lived too long and seen through everything.

But she still hesitated.

Jingxing seemed to have figured it out again: "We'll run into those acquaintances sooner or later. It's not good for anyone to keep avoiding them. Sometimes it's better to just talk things out and be ordinary friends. After all, no one can afford to offend the Divine Lord, and no one would covet such things."

This sounds nothing like something a modern person would say; it sounds more like something a wealthy, powerful family in ancient times would say.

"Okay, let's go for a walk." She suddenly remembered something: "What is your true form?"

Jingxing smiled but didn't answer. She looked her up and down: "You're not also a Di Ting, are you?"

Jingxing stood up, waved his hand, and all the dishes on the table disappeared: "It seems there's a lantern festival on the street today, a rare opportunity to catch. We need to hurry!"

A lantern festival? There's even a lantern festival in the rest area.

The waiter came in, and before he could say anything, he heard the sound of money falling into his pocket.

The waiter was taken aback for a moment, then immediately beamed and bowed, saying, "Thank you both, please come again."

The waiter was very helpful in opening the door and leading the way, indicating that Jingxing had given a generous tip.

Jingxing followed behind her, attracting a lot of attention along the way.

But this time there's no need to worry about any main gods causing trouble; she's already famous. Not only is she a god-king, but her two first-place finishes in the competition are enough for most main gods to recognize her face and her initial attire.

Walking out of Zuixianlou onto the street, I found that there were indeed many more people on the street.

I had just stopped on the street when suddenly everything went dark. It was so dark that for a moment I could only see the outlines of everything.

Then, one by one, lights appeared from nowhere, lighting up doorways, streets, and everywhere else, creating a scene of human lights.

It surpasses even the lantern festivals of those prosperous dynasties.

so beautiful!
She couldn't help but smile as she looked at the lights filling the sky, making the antique-style rest area dazzling and bright.

Turning around, she realized that Jingxing's gaze had been fixed on her face.

He was smiling too, and his smile was reflected in her eyes, and he could see himself smiling in her eyes as well.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Jingxing whispered.

Xi Ning quickly turned her head away, looking elsewhere: "Yes, it's beautiful."

The scenery is beautiful, and the people are beautiful too; it's as beautiful as a dream.

The streets were getting more and more crowded, and there was a sense of bustling activity.

But compared to lantern festivals in the mortal world, this place is much more spectacular. The lanterns are beautifully crafted, and everything you can find in the mortal world is here. In particular, there are long, slender dragon lanterns that stretch for over ten meters, and they even sway in the wind.

To match the festive atmosphere, all sorts of ordinary food stalls appeared. Things like wontons, tofu pudding, donkey rolls, malt candy…

Is this an attempt to let the gods reminisce about the past and rediscover the warmth and life of the mortal world?
Jingxing saw a candied hawthorn berry vendor nearby, went over and bought one, then returned and handed it to her.

She was taken aback. How old was she? Her experience was at least several hundred years, if not a thousand: "People will laugh at me for this."

Jingxing laughed, a bright and doting laugh: "Eat whatever you want. We're both gods from two different planets, and we've even been empresses and fairies. What's there to be afraid of?"

That seems to make sense. Who am I? I am the Supreme God.

"Then I'll eat with you." Jingxing turned around: "I'll go buy another one!"

"No need!" she quickly stopped him, grabbing Jingxing's clothes around his waist to make him stop.

Jingxing is a system; it doesn't need to eat. It's afraid that anything it eats will be troublesome to process.

"I ate a bit too much just now, and these hawthorns can help with digestion and stimulate the appetite." She licked the hawthorns coated with brown sugar as she continued walking.