Translator: Henyee Translations      Editor: Henyee Translations
She reached out and grabbed the nearest prayer card. After she opened it, she saw the wordsâ
[Those fated will eventually end up togetherâYu Huang]
Beatrice was silent for a moment before flipping to the second signâ
[Yuncheng will definitely return to Your Highnessâs side and oursâYin Rong] The third sign saidâ
[With the power of a Divine Master, I wish Yuncheng and Beatrice a quick reunionâSheng Xiao. ]
[Her Highness is still waiting, so how can Yuncheng dare to be absent forever?
He must be hiding somewhere in this worldâDonor.]
[Feng Yuncheng, you have to come backâEstelle]
There were nearly a hundred prayer cards hanging on the tree. Every prayer card was injected with their masterâs spiritual power. They were the blessings given to Feng Yuncheng and Beatrice by their good friends.
After Beatrice finished reading the prayer signs, hope appeared in her heart again.
âJi Hao.â
Ji Hao appeared in the courtyard quietly.
Beatrice turned around and looked at Ji Hao as she said, âI want to rest for a period of time.â
âYour Highness, are you going on a long trip?â Every year, Beatrice would rest for half a year and go to the three thousand worlds to investigate the strange rumors while hoping to meet Feng Yuncheng.
Beatrice nodded. âYes, Iâm going to find him.â
However, the three thousand worlds were so big. How difficult would it be for her to find a butterfly?
âYour Highness.â Ji Hao wanted to dissuade Beatrice, but on second thought, if there were hope, she wouldnât feel despair. This was also good for Her Highness, so Ji Hao gave up. âI wish Your Highness success.â
âThank you.â
Ji Hao helped Beatrice pack her things. Just as he accompanied Beatrice out of the door of the Her Highnessâ residence, he saw a black motorcycle parked at the entrance of the house. The woman in a white shirt and long black leather pants was Sheng Yang, whom they had not seen for a long time.
Beatrice wasnât familiar with Sheng Yang.
The age difference between them was too great. Beatrice was 17 years older than Sheng Yang. When she went into battle to kill enemies, Sheng Yang was still a young girl.
However, Sheng Yang had an extremely good relationship with Feng
Yuncheng.
âYour Highness.â Sheng Yang took off her helmet and tousled her waist-length black hair. Then, she walked towards Beatrice.
âSheng Yang.â Beatrice looked at Sheng Yang in surprise. She was curious about Sheng Yangâs sudden visit, so she asked, âDid your brother ask you to come?â Beatrice couldnât think of any other reason.
Sheng Yang said, âNo, I wanted to see you.â
Seeing the confusion in Beatriceâs eyes, Sheng Yang said, âYour Highness, I have something to talk to you about.â
Beatrice said, âSorry, but Iâm planning to go out.â
âThis matter concerns Fourth Brother.â Sheng Yangâs words blocked Beatriceâs escape route.
Beatrice gave her a deep look before saying, âPlease come in and have a chat.â
Beatrice brought Sheng Yang to her private living room.
After Ji Hao brought them warm tea, she left and even closed the door considerately.
From here, they could see the Soul Planting Tree in the courtyard.
Seeing that Sheng Yang had been staring at the Soul Planting Tree, Beatrice picked up her teacup and drank it. Then, she lowered her eyes to hide the sadness in them as she said, âYou should have heard that the Soul Flower was cut off before it bloomed.
Sheng Yang naturally knew about this too.
Even though Beatrice had hidden her emotions very well, Sheng Yang could sense her sorrow.
âYour Highness, do you know under what circumstances will a Soul Planting Tree produce a Soul Flower?â
Beatrice shook her head. âI donât know. Your sister-in-law helped me find this Soul Tree. She told me that if I nurture it carefully, it might bloom.â
Sheng Yang echoed, âThatâs right.â
Beatrice put down her teacup and went straight to the point. She asked Sheng Yang, âSheng Yang, what exactly do you want to tell me?â
Sheng Yang went straight to the point. âThe Soul Planting Tree will only open after sensing the soul aura of the phantom that the person planting the tree misses.â
Beatriceâs pupils quivered slightly.
âYouâre sayingâ¦â
Beatrice didnât dare to think about things in that direction.
Her eyes stared fixedly at Sheng Yang, and her breathing quickened.
Sheng Yang could understand Beatriceâs current mood, so she couldnât bear to let Beatrice continue to suffer. Under Beatriceâs burning gaze, Sheng Yang nodded gently and told Beatrice about the long-lost past.
âYour Highness, I heard from my brother that youâre the successor of the ancient merman, Senior Na Ling, so you must know about Na Luo, right?â