Quick Transmigration: The Divine-Looking Host is Always Pampered by a Powerful Boss

Furong thought to herself that the two were indeed pleasing to the eye, and then politely said, "Master, please invite Venerable Chuzhuo to go directly in and find her. She is brewing wine."

After conveying the message, Furong stepped aside and went about her own business as instructed by her master.

She occasionally complained that her master was unreliable, but she never questioned what he said.

Chu Zhuo made his way into the Moon Goddess's brewery.

Upon seeing the others, Fei Yue greeted them, "You're here? Almost there. Chu Zhuo, are you waiting for me, or can you help me speed things up?"

"Need I say more? The Moon Goddess invited me so generously, how could I refuse?" Chu Zhuo said exaggeratedly, then rolled up his sleeves, squatted down next to Fei Yue, and joined the finishing touches. Looking at the rows of reddish-brown wine jars, he muttered, "It's been a long time since I brewed anything, but the muscle memory is still there!"

Without hesitation, he put the bottle cap into place, pulled the string, tied it tightly, and sealed the jar. Chu Zhu clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Mission accomplished!"

Feiyue retrieved two jars of wine that had been brewed earlier and invited the two to sit in the pavilion.

The Venerable God Yingming held a high position and possessed profound cultivation. He rarely appeared in public from a young age, and on the few occasions when he was seen, Chu Zhuo was almost always by his side.

Feiyue hadn't had much contact with Yingming before. She poured three glasses of wine, kept one for herself, and pushed the remaining two to Chuzhuo and Yingming's table.

Chu Zhuo picked up his wine glass and took a small sip.

The cool liquid entered her mouth, initially with a very faint sweetness, which slowly turned slightly bitter. Chu Zhuo frowned, her expression scrunched up, and said, "Why is this wine bitter? Is this a new product you developed, Fei Yue?"

"No." Fei Yue took a sip with suspicion, her brows furrowing as she recalled the details of this batch of brewing.

After a moment, her expression stiffened slightly, and she said regretfully, "Oh, I remember now. I was sleepy that day, and I may have accidentally mixed up the two immortal herbs, Artemisia annua and Artemisia scoparia."

The Hundred-Day Artemisia is slightly bitter, while the core of the Hu Man (a type of herb) has a sweet taste; these two medicinal herbs look very similar.

Chuzhuo: "..."

Feiyue smiled awkwardly and tried to salvage the situation, saying, "Hundred-day mugwort has a calming and nourishing effect, so it's fine. Drinking it will help you sleep well tonight."

Chu Zhuo silently put down his wine glass: "I sleep very well, I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, you can ask Ying Ming if you don't believe me."

"Hmm, Zhuobao fell asleep almost immediately after closing her eyes and slept soundly until dawn." Yingming chuckled softly, his voice trembling with indulgence. He reached out and took the wine glass in front of Chuzhuo, then downed it in one gulp as if taking responsibility for the aftermath.

Feiyue: "..."

Ouch, my teeth ache. I never expected that the aloof and unapproachable Lord Yingming would actually be so cooperative with his partner's "foolish" behavior when it comes to love.

After finishing his drink, Chu Zhuo said, "Some immortals have a low alcohol tolerance and can't handle strong liquor. Fei Yue, how much do you have left in your storeroom?"

"That's definitely enough. I love drinking, but I don't like strong liquor. I can't guarantee anything else, but there's definitely enough sake," Hisukatsuki assured her.

Chu Zhu laughed loudly, "Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? If you ask me, you didn't need to make this trip at all." Fei Yue said speechlessly.

After saying that, she picked out another pot of wine.

This time the taste was right. Chu Zhuo drank two cups in a row, rested for a few days, and then set off for the next place.

When the fairy of the Jade Terrace heard the report from the little fairy below, she immediately put down the pastries in her hand and went to the door to meet the person.

"Chu Zhuo, you've finally arrived." Yao Tai warmly welcomed them into the room.

"Finally?" Chu Zhuo asked, puzzled, as she sat down sideways. "I don't think I'm late?"

Yaotai teased, "It's not that it's late, the whole divine realm has heard that the Underworld God has fallen in love and is showing off his affection all over the world. This sweet treat has finally reached me."

Chu Zhuo exclaimed "Eh!" and laughed heartily, "You make it sound like we're delivering wedding candy."

With his wish fulfilled and his beloved in his arms, Ying Ming's entire soul trembled. Upon hearing this, he could only agree: "They are absolutely right."

Yaotai: "..."

You're really not being polite.

Yaotai pushed a plate of pastries in front of Chuzhuo: "Try some."

Chu Zhuo picked up a piece of the translucent, soft, and sweet glutinous rice cake: "It's chewy, glutinous, sweet, and delicious."

Yaotai asked him, "How far along are the wedding preparations?"

Chu Zhuo's eyes softened: "Almost halfway done."

After chatting for a while, as it was time to say goodbye, before Chu Zhuo could speak, Yao Tai said loyally, "You can rest assured that you'll leave the music to me."

Chu Zhuo smiled, her eyes sparkling like stars: "Thanks."

The fairy of Yaotai watched them go, and halfway there her hands, which had been clasped tightly, changed to interlocking her fingers.

The two then exchanged a few words, and Chu Zhuo's back view revealed obvious joy as he gestured and moved his hands in a famous manner.

Yaotai's eyes were full of blessings, and a warm current washed over her heart as she watched their figures until they disappeared.

Chu Zhuo is back.

The boy who turned the tide has returned in full force, and hope is everywhere.

*

After finishing most of her tasks, Chu Zhuo returned to the palace and began designing her wedding attire.

Many ideas flashed through his mind, and inspiration struck the moment he picked up the pen.

Yingming stayed by Chuzhuo's side constantly, occasionally adding his own ideas.

After several days of smooth work, and a final round of revisions, the project was completed perfectly.

With bright red as the main color, interspersed with black and gold, it is intricate, gorgeous, and exquisite at first glance.

The silk fabrics had been purchased, and after admiring the initial design, the final design was shown to those around him.

Ying Ming lowered his eyes and appraised: "The design of this treasure is of a very high standard."

Feeling delighted by the compliment, Chu Zhuo smiled and said, "I think so too."

Yingming adored his confident demeanor, put down the design drawings, turned around, and scooped up Chu Zhuo in her arms.

Chu Zhuo instinctively wrapped her arms around Ying Ming's neck, looking completely bewildered, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"We have the drawings, but the dimensions are still uncertain," Ying Ming said. "Let's go back to the room and measure the dimensions."

Chuzhuo: "..."

Upon hearing this, Chu Zhuo reached out and pinched Ying Ming's cheeks, straightened her upper body in his arms, raised her head, glanced down at him sideways, her face blank, and asked in a surprised tone, "Huh, what is this thing? It's so thick!"

Ying Ming chuckled sullenly, his cheeks being pulled from side to side, but this did not affect the pleasant tone of his voice: "Probably, it adds another piece of evidence that I'm not human."

……

With his clothes removed, Yingming thoroughly explored the external dimensions of Chuzhuo, going beyond the deeper layers.

After taking the measurements, the wedding dress was made. Several months later, the dress was more than half finished.

Chu Zhu estimated and said, "Ying Ming, time is almost up. Let's go back to the extreme cold land. The flowers should be blooming soon there."

"Okay." Ying Ming squeezed Chu Zhuo's slender fingers.

Although the extreme cold is a state of ice and snow, flowers bloom from time to time.

There is no discernible pattern to it, and the flowering period is very short, only six hours. Since Chu Zhuo was born there, he could probably sense some kind of omen.

The snow-covered landscape stretches to the horizon, with the Ice and Fire Exquisite Platform suspended above the snow, surrounded by snowflakes of various shapes and sizes.

The two sat side by side on the edge of the Ice and Fire Exquisite Platform. Chu Zhuo said, "It will bloom soon, and then this Ice and Fire Exquisite Platform beneath us will be covered with flowers and green grass."

Ying Mingyu replied with a doting tone, "Mm."

In his heart, Zhuobao will always be the most dazzling flower.

When the innate god Chuzhuo was born with the power of laws, the overwhelming power of laws above the Great Dao pressed down on him, and Yingming realized that he had misunderstood.

Chu Zhuo and he were not from the same clan, and were even completely unrelated.

He used to think that the misunderstanding was a good thing, because it allowed him to get to know Chu Zhuo and fall even deeper in love with her. But now he wants to add that it's more than that.

This misunderstanding allowed him to get to know Chu Zhuo more quickly.

The difference between the two thoughts is the addition of a faster adjective.

The land of extreme cold is desolate, devoid of any concept of time; those who stray into this place before always perceive only a profound emptiness.

Chu Zhuo was born in this icy and snowy place, yet it possesses a vibrant and energetic life force within.

Yingming indulged his heart, was attracted to Chuzhuo, and fell in love with Chuzhuo. Everything happened naturally.

The faster acquaintance allowed them to share memories spanning a longer period of time.

The chattering beside him gradually subsided. Ying Ming turned his neck, expanding the range of his peripheral vision. In his half-closed field of vision, he saw the boy cupping his hands, palms up, catching the snowflakes swirling and falling from the sky.

"Yingming!" Chu Zhuo called out as she turned her head, and what she saw was the man's deep eyes filled with love.

It almost overwhelmed him.