When Jiang Huaijin hurried over with the Imperial Physician, the previously heavily guarded entrance to the Yangxin Hall was now completely deserted. At the vast entrance of the hall, only Jiang Huaiyu stood silently with his head slightly bowed.
Upon seeing his brother, Jiang Huaijin quickly approached him, anxiously asking, “Third brother, why are you out here? What about father emperor, how is he actually?”
Interrupted from his thoughts, Jiang Huaiyu looked up and saw the anxious Jiang Huaijin in front of him.
This face clearly bore a sixty percent resemblance to him, yet their life experiences were worlds apart.
Seeing the person just silently staring at him without saying a word, Jiang Huaijin became somewhat panicked.
“Third brother, father emperor, he wouldn’t have…” As he spoke, Jiang Huaijin’s face turned pale, and he attempted to rush inside, only to be pulled back by Jiang Huaiyu who had grabbed his wrist.
Turning his head, Jiang Huaijin looked puzzled at the person holding him, just about to say something, when he heard the person weakly utter, “…go back.”
Under normal circumstances, Jiang Huaijin might have resisted, especially since he had not yet confirmed Jiang Lianfeng’s situation, but the surrounding silence was too overwhelming, and the only person standing there, Jiang Huaiyu, looked so pale and powerless, with those eyes mixed with countless uncertainties staring at him as if silently telling him that he had made a grave mistake in a moment of carelessness.
Understanding that look, Jiang Huaijin felt fear at that moment.
As if… he had done something terribly wrong.
With trembling lips, he wanted to say something.
Like, I want… to take a look.
But as he opened his mouth, not a single word came out. Instead, Jiang Huaiyu once again said, “Go back… immediately, go back!”
The last two words were roared.
This was the first time Jiang Huaijin saw Jiang Huaiyu lose his composure in front of others.
With a pale face, Jiang Huaijin dared not say another word, just silently looking at his brother in front of him, he trembled and nodded his head, then left the Yangxin Hall looking back every three steps.
Watching the figure completely leaving, Jiang Huaiyu silently turned around, pushed open the hall doors, and went inside.
The Imperial Physician, who had turned pale when brought by Jiang Huaijin, fell to his knees with a trembling ‘thud’ as soon as he saw him enter the hall.
Turning around, his face devoid of the previous panic and paleness, he lightly laughed, “Imperial Physician He, is Father Emperor’s dragon body still well?”
The kneeling physician was drenched in cold sweat, trembling like a sieve, unable to utter a word.
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Well? How could it possibly be well?
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Sweat dripping down his forehead, the kneeling Imperial Physician He finally managed to speak with a tremble.
“Third pri…Your Majesty is correct.”
Hearing this address, Jiang Huaiyu’s brows were filled with pleasure, walking to the dragon bed, he reached out to close the eyes of the dead Jiang Lianfeng, using his light voice, “I think the hour of Hai is a good time to return to heaven, don’t you think so, Imperial Physician He?”
“Everything… is decided by Your Majesty.”
Your Majesty?… so being the emperor, is this what it feels like?
Looking at the cold Jiang Lianfeng on the bed, Jiang Huaiyu smiled lightly, then turned and walked out of the hall.
Father Emperor, sometimes being stubborn is not a good thing.
…
Inside the Prison.
Gu Weizhou thought being a hostage before was bad enough, but after arriving in the prison, he realized that being a hostage in the side palace was paradise in comparison.
And sometimes life is like this, when you’ve already fallen to hell and can’t return to heaven, heaven decides to add a lock to the door leading to paradise and sets fire to your hell.
When Gu Weizhou was awakened by the clanging sound of weapons, he didn’t know what time it was. Supporting his head, he had just gotten up groggily when he saw sparks flying as chains were cut through.
Then, in the next second, the cell door was kicked open, and a man in black with a masked face appeared in his line of sight.
Seeing the knife in the person’s hand, Gu Weizhou’s first thought was.
The emperor has sent someone to kill him.
The masked Jiang Huaiyu, seeing the person unharmed, felt slightly relieved, but before he could speak, he saw the person coldly attacking him first.
Although caught off guard by the opponent, Jiang Huaiyu, who had been trained in martial arts from a young age, easily dodged the attack.
Looking at the cold frost between the person’s brows, his eyes darkened slightly, recalling the scene when they first met.
Clearly so vulnerable, clearly so insignificant, yet standing alone but impossible to ignore or underestimate.
While smirking in his heart he thought, Indeed, even in such a dire situation, he would still be that high and mighty Su Qingli?
In that case…
Intending to sneak attack, Gu Weizhou saw the person casually throw away the long knife in his hand, only to hear a ‘clang’ as the sharp blade of the long knife penetrated three to four centimeters deep into the crevice of the bluestone brick.
Feeling pain all over his body without even starting to fight, Gu Weizhou, “…”
Although Su Qingli had some skills, he was only half-baked, and the two began to fight with Gu Weizhou almost completely at a disadvantage.
Even though the opponent had no killing intent, facing the ferocious and potentially deadly moves, Gu Weizhou didn’t dare to be careless. After a dozen moves, having received a heavy blow from the person… he felt a numbing shock spreading from his palm up his arm, almost crippling half of his body.
With a muffled groan, Gu Weizhou took a half step back with his right foot, feeling a throbbing pain in his organs.
On the other hand, the man across from him had a mocking look in his eyes, breathing steadily, clearly showing who was superior.
But would Su Qingli, who was defeated, admit defeat so easily? Of course not!
And the consequence of not admitting defeat was… being knocked unconscious.
Easily catching the person who had fainted, Jiang Huaiyu’s lips curled up unconsciously.
Indeed, a stubborn and proud character, even losing like this and still not admitting defeat, quite proud indeed.
Looking at the person in his arms with closed eyes and a peaceful appearance, Jiang Huaiyu unconsciously raised his hand, seemingly wanting to touch this face, to touch this person.
Su Qingli, what kind of spell did you cast on me last time? Today, I impulsively killed that old man Jiang Lianfeng for you…
As Jiang Huaiyu’s thoughts reached this point, his hand still not having touched, he suddenly saw in his eyelids, a vast and fierce sword shadow like locusts sweeping through, howling towards him.
That was an absolute suppression, a breath of destruction with a fierce sword intent as if coming from the clouds of the ninth heaven.
Invincible!
The moment this word sounded in his brain, Jiang Huaiyu’s pupils shrank violently, almost instinctively, throwing everything aside and scrambling to dodge.
And just as Jiang Huaiyu threw the person in his arms aside to dodge, he didn’t notice that the person who should have fallen straight to the ground was gently supported by an unknown force and carefully placed on the ground.
Jiang Huaiyu, who narrowly avoided danger, felt the silence around him like stagnant water. He suddenly turned his head, however, there was no sign of flying sand and rocks, everything was as quiet as before as if nothing happened.
Thinking back to everything that happened in the blink of an eye, his eyes flickered, Was that… an illusion?
No!
That feeling, couldn’t possibly be an illusion!
Thinking this, he suspiciously scanned his surroundings with a dark gaze, however, everything was normal, aside from the smell of fresh blood permeating the air after the prison break, there was no anomaly.
“…not a single survivor left.”
Hearing the report from outside, Jiang Huaiyu looked around again, everything was as usual.
After checking his surroundings several times, he could only attribute that inexplicable moment to an illusion.
Without further delay, he directly picked up the person on the ground and ordered in a deep voice, “Withdraw!”
“Yes.”
…
Speaking of Gu Weizhou, who was knocked unconscious with a single knife stroke and completely missed the strange scene just now, he now found himself in a strange place.
Looking around at the vast and boundless sea of stars, he was somewhat bewildered, Wasn’t I supposed to return to the system space? How did I end up here? And where was this place?
‘Your destination is the Huan Tian Secret Realm.’ Suddenly, a sentence without a head or tail came from all directions.
“Who?” Suddenly turning around, Gu Weizhou found that the surroundings were still empty.
‘That place is very dangerous, are you really okay going there alone?’ The voice came again for the second time.
Looking around again, still finding nothing, Gu Weizhou’s brows suddenly furrowed, What exactly was going on?
[001? 001?]
[…] There was no response.
Just as Gu Weizhou was thinking he might be dreaming and was about to pinch himself to test, another voice suddenly sounded.
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