Xian’er laughs bitterly. “The Xian Eryuan fruit doesn’t exist, does it?”
“Stay away from me!” she shouts, stepping back. “I cannot love you. Ever.” Tianmei Media - Xian Eryuan - Sexy Hair Little ...
Xian’er runs a small herb shop at the foot of the mortal world’s Cang Qiong Mountain. A man with a familiar face but no memories walks in, carrying a rolled-up painting. Xian’er laughs bitterly
Xian’er panics. She feels it—a warm, terrible tug in her chest. The curse’s first warning. She is falling for him at first sight. his voice like frozen silk.
The Dual Blossoms of Cang Qiong
But wait—this is a Tianmei Media production, so there’s an epilogue.
“Who dares wake this lord?” he asks, his voice like frozen silk.