Hmph, you think one peach is enough to tempt me?

Am I some country bumpkin River God who’s never seen the world?

Yes.

I guess I am.

How can a mortal be so good at flirting!

I stammered, changing the subject and quickly glossing over it.

He was incredibly patient, not pressing me for my decision.

And it didn’t affect our “dating.”

Just as my feelings and relationship with Xie Yu seemed to be subtly warming up.

My Flower Goddess sister, whom I hadn’t seen in ages, arrived.

Speaking of Ao Xiu calling me a blockhead earlier.

I’m actually quite aware of my blockheadedness. A thousand years ago, when my master was choosing the new River God.

I was still a half-grown girl. My sister and I had clear divine veins since birth, and many deities came to our parents.

At that time, the River God and the Goddess of a Hundred Flowers both arrived. My divine veins were slightly stronger, and both deities wanted to choose me.

But my mother said that I was naturally quiet, cold-natured, and had a block of wood for a heart.

Someone like me, who could endure loneliness, was more suited to be the River God of a desolate place.

Whereas my sister was charming and adorable, eloquent, and even at a young age, she exuded an auspicious, spring-like aura.

Naturally, she was more suited to be the Goddess of a Hundred Flowers, beloved by all living things.

And so I became the River God, while my sister had long since ascended to become the Goddess of a Hundred Flowers.

My romantic and vivacious sister has already had different versions of love stories with countless celestial beings, and even mortals.

I heard she recently took a liking to ghost-type guys, and seems to be dating some male ghost.

I was quite surprised when she knocked on the Xie family door.

I was in the room playing with Xie Yu’s phone when the butler came to announce that a girl named Ze Ling wanted to see me.

Xie Yu: “You have a sister?”

I: “Yeah, my sister is a beauty that eclipses the moon, a celestial being, the Goddess of a Hundred Flowers…”

Xie Yu: “So what? If she’s your flesh and blood, how could she bear to let you live alone in a cold river for thousands of years?”

Hey, does he really think a peach is enough to seduce me?

Am I the kind of country bumpkin River God who’s never seen the world?

Yes.

I suppose I am.

How can a mortal be this good at flirting!

I stammered, trying to steer the conversation elsewhere and gloss over the topic.

He was incredibly patient, not in a rush to demand an answer from me.

And it didn’t stop us from “dating,” either.

Just as the feelings and relationship between Xie Yu and me seemed to be quietly heating up, my long-lost sister, the Goddess of Flowers, arrived.

Speaking of which, Ao Xiu once called me a block of wood.

I’m well aware of that “block of wood” label. A thousand years ago, when my master was choosing the new River God,

I was still just a half-grown girl. Ever since we were born, my sister and I had prominent divine pulses, and many deities came to visit my parents.

Back then, the River God and the Goddess of Flowers arrived at the same time. My divine pulse was slightly stronger, so both deities wanted to take me.

But my mother said I was born taciturn, cold-natured, and had a heart of wood.

Someone like me, who could endure loneliness, was better suited to be the River God of a bitter, cold region.

My sister, on the other hand, was charming, cute, and eloquent. Even at a young age, she carried the auspicious aura of spring.

Naturally, she was better suited to be the Goddess of Flowers, whom all things adore.

And so, I became the River God, while my sister long ago ascended to become the Goddess of Flowers.

My affectionate, spring-like sister has already had countless versions of love stories with various high immortals, and even mortals.

I heard she’s recently taken a liking to ghost-type boys and seems to be dating some male ghost.

I was quite surprised when she knocked on the Xie family’s door.

I was in the room playing with Xie Yu’s phone when the butler came to report that a girl named Ze Ling wanted to see me.

Xie Yu: “You have a sister?”

Me: “Yeah, my sister is breathtakingly beautiful, has the grace of a celestial being, and is the Goddess of Flowers…”

Xie Yu: “So what? Since you’re blood relatives, how could she bear to let you live alone in the cold rivers down below for over a thousand years?”