Just as his lips were about to meet those beneath him, a chaotic uproar suddenly erupted from beyond the door.
“How dare you! This is the forbidden grounds of the Imperial Palace, who dares to trespass…”
Thud—
“Great Gen… General…”
As these words fell, Jiang Huaiyu’s previously distracted gaze suddenly sharpened.
Jiang Jingyue!
Kicking aside the kneeling guard blocking his way, Jiang Jingyue, with a face clouded in gloom, stormed into the lavish hall.
Facing what might as well have been a march against a million lions, he couldn’t wait another moment. Alone, riding the fastest horse, he had rushed back because the desire to see that person overwhelmed him.
He was… missing him, missing him, missing him!!!
Missing him so much that every part of his body ached, wanting to hold him, to kiss him, to personally give him the entire world he had promised.
For nine whole years, he hadn’t seen that person. He didn’t know if he still played the zither, if he still stood under the parasol tree, if…
He had missed him for nine whole years, and he couldn’t stand to miss him for one more second.
But when he arrived at the inner courtyard of the palace, at that side courtyard, he only found desolation. Wasn’t he always safe? Wasn’t he free from any threat to his life? Didn’t he have nothing to worry about? Wasn’t he…!!!
Unable to ponder any superfluous thoughts, Jiang Jingyue just wanted to find him, to quickly find him.
And at last, from the trembling confession of the chief eunuch, who was collapsed on the ground, he learned that the person was actually in the forbidden palace of the Emperor’s harem!
Jiang Huaiyu, Jiang Huaiyu, Jiang Huaiyu!!!
If you dare touch a hair on his head, I will make sure you have no grave to rest in.
Dark emotions churned in his mind, Jiang Jingyue dared not think deeply, not even daring to ponder how that person had been forced into the forbidden palace of the Emperor’s harem.
That man always clad in white was so proud; how could he willingly set foot into that palace, how could he allow himself to be part of the harem!
After kicking open the door and seeing no one behind it, Jiang Jingyue’s gaze locked onto a screen not far away.
But before Jiang Jingyue, emitting an aura of gloom could take a step around the screen to see everything and find the person, he was preempted by Jiang Huaiyu, who emerged from behind the screen not far away.
Seeing him, Jiang Huaiyu immediately greeted with a smile, “Why didn’t the Great General inform us of his early return to court? I would have welcomed you with all the officials…”
Jiang Jingyue, with a gloomy face, brushed past him, ignoring him completely. While Jiang Huaiyu’s expression, who was cut off mid-sentence, turned dark with anger.
Jiang Jingyue!
Paying no heed to what Jiang Huiayu thought, Jiang Jingyue stepped behind the screen and immediately saw the man leaning against the carved bed’s headboard, looking up at him.
At the moment their eyes met, countless memories of the past flooded his mind.
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Stern, cold, gentle, caring, concerned, reluctant… This man, who had unwaveringly stood by him through the longest and darkest days of his life, the one who had appeared countless times in his vivid dreams… Only after truly parting did he realize that his heart had been thoroughly filled with this man’s presence.
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“I have longed to see Prince Su for a long time. I was so overjoyed to see him that I lost my composure, I hope His Majesty will forgive me!”
Clasping his hands tightly, Jiang Huaiyu managed a strained smile and said, “I seem to hear that the General had forgotten about the past? Could it be that the rumors were false? Or does the Great General have reservations?”
Pausing briefly, Jiang Jingyue responded, “…The most special person, even if forgotten momentarily, will eventually be remembered.”
A sinister flicker passed quickly through Jiang Huaiyu’s eyes. The most special person…?
Although it was uncomfortable to know that his possessions were coveted by others, Jiang Huaiyu, who always maximized his interests, forced a smile and said, “The Great General has just arrived, how about I host a banquet to welcome you?”
“There’s no need for His Majesty to trouble himself. I wish to catch up with Prince Su first. If His Majesty has no pressing matters, I think you should attend to the affairs of the court.”
Hearing Jiang Jingyue’s bluntly dismissive words, Jiang Huaiyu’s hand tightened into a fist, and this anger turned into towering hatred upon glancing at the person on the bed whose complexion was once again taken on a rosy hue.
At that moment, Jiang Huaiyu wished nothing more than to tear the person in front of him, who ruined his plans, into pieces, but in the end… he dared not.
Jiang Jingyue now controlled nearly sixty percent of Da Ao’s military force, and his Swift Wind Corps was unbeatable. He didn’t have the confidence to win if a war were to break out.
Suppressing his hatred, Jiang Huaiyu laughed, “It seems I was mistaken. Then I won’t stay here and disturb the two of you catching up.”
After saying this, he turned around, and the moment he did, his originally smiling face turned oppressively gloomy.
Jiang Jingyue!!!
Seeing the redundant person leave, the coldness on Jiang Jingyue’s face immediately faded, and turning around, he said tenderly to the man, “Master, Jiangyue is back…”
“Mm…ah…” Just as he opened his lips to respond, Gu Weizhou couldn’t suppress the moan that had been building up, and it uncontrollably escaped his lips, his entire body no longer able to maintain its posture, and collapsed onto the bed.
Stimulated by that enticing moan, the man’s gaze darkened a shade but when he saw the person collapse, his expression changed drastically.
“Master…!”
Gu Weizhou felt an intense heat throughout his body as if a fire was spreading from within, rendering his entire mind chaotic.
He wanted to find a cool place to lower his temperature, to find a cold spot to rest.
As his consciousness began to blur, he felt a cool hand reach out to him, extremely comforting.
Suddenly, he pressed his face against it, gently rubbing against the person’s arm, but the temperature clearly wasn’t enough to cool him down. With blurred eyes, he looked towards the man’s lips in front of him.
There… it must be cool.
On the bed, was the man with his head slightly raised, his usually cold and celestial face now flushed with a captivating allure, and a seductive blush spreading from the corner of his eye. His beautiful lips were unconsciously bitten, the contrast of white teeth and the pressed lip creating an enticing image.
His inner robe was disheveled, revealing a small section of his enticing collarbone and the clear, fair skin, undeniably presenting a tempting scene. Yet, his eyes, gazing back, were brimming with innocence, appearing exceedingly guileless and naïve.
Swallowing hard, Jiang Jingyue’s eyes turned dark with desire.
Jiang Jingyue had dreamed of this person’s tempting and flushed appearance countless times. He thought such images were already beautiful, he thought they were already enticing, but only upon seeing it for himself did he realize this person was even more tempting than he had ever imagined.
Feeling the person’s approach, akin to a small animal foraging, Jiang Jingyue was not in a hurry but stared at him, staring as he willingly fell into the trap.
Soft lips, cool to the touch, carrying that sweet fragrance he was extremely familiar with; the scent that belonged to this person.
And this scent, like a key unlocking all things exquisite and decadent, made the silent man instantly switch from passive to active, pressing the person who was lightly nibbling on his lips without any technique onto the lavish bed.
The curtain was lightly untied, the shadow of the canopy swayed slightly, and behind the delicate screen was a room filled with dim temptations, whispers, and sweet gasps.
…
In a hazy state of consciousness, Gu Weizhou felt as if he had fallen into an incredibly familiar dream.
Unable to breathe, unable to break free, his entire body seemed to be incessantly devoured by myriad leeches, draining his blood, flesh, spirit, and even his memories…
He wanted to struggle, to resist, but couldn’t muster an ounce of strength. Even his vision was blurred and indistinct.
In a daze, he felt a thin shadow cover the blur before his eyes.
It was the silhouette of a man, dressed in white, with a fragrance as cold as ice, his ink-black hair lightly draping.
Although he couldn’t see clearly, he just knew, it was a strangely familiar feeling.
The man’s hand was cold as it caressed his face, ticklish and numb, a faint fragrance entering his nostrils, making Gu Weizhou suddenly feel an overwhelming urge to burst into tears.
He wanted to speak, to tell this person before him how much he was suffering, how much he missed him, but he couldn’t do anything… couldn’t do anything at all.
Tears slid down from the corner of his eyes, and Gu Weizhou didn’t even understand why he was crying; he clearly didn’t recognize this man, did he?
The man’s cold fingers wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes. He seemed to say something, but Gu Weizhou couldn’t hear it clearly.
Finally, the man leaned in, and a belated kiss landed on his lips.
At the moment that kiss landed on his lips, Gu Weizhou finally saw the eyes of the person before him clearly.
Cold as glaciers, yet gentle as spring water, clear as a cold pond, yet only capable of holding one scenery in the world.
This… this… this is…!!!
Before Gu Weizhou could react, he felt a light kiss on his right cheek, and a low, cold voice whispered in his ear.
“Weizhou…”
Cold as frost, yet containing boundless tenderness, Gu Weizhou wanted to ask something, his thoughts were still spinning, but for some reason, at that moment, he didn’t want to ask anything, didn’t want to say anything.
He just wanted to quietly close his eyes, just like this, and that would be enough…
Amid the tumult of flying sand and splitting earth, suspended thousands of feet above the ground, two figures in red and white stood with their swords drawn.
The man in red seemed like a demon from hell, every frown and smile radiating endless beauty, while the man in white resembled a cold frosty sword, his expression detached and indifferent.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar person floating in the air not far away, the man in white spoke coldly, “Get out of his body.”
Hearing this, the man in red laughed wantonly, saying, “This body is mine now. Considering your millennium of cultivation, leave now, and I’ll spare your life!”
With eyes cold as the moon, he drew his sword with a clang, radiating a murderous aura.
A fierce battle ensued, an evenly matched duel that shook the very world, causing pieces of the sky to fall, turning the world into a veritable purgatory.
Faced with a fight to the death, the red-clad man, who was extremely averse to dying, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing the man, covered in blood, not stopping his sword attacks, the red-clad man, now filled with fear, screamed in a shrill voice, “If you kill me, he won’t survive either!”
The cold sword paused for a moment, but only for a moment, then thrust forward relentlessly.
Pfft—
A cold sword pierced his chest, he looked desperately at the man opposite him, filled with resentment, unwillingness, hatred, and a flood of negative emotions.
Staring at those cold, moon-like eyes, he laughed bitterly with blood trickling from his mouth, “He is me, and I am him. Now… you have killed him by your own hands.”
“You are not him!” came the firm reply.
The man in red’s eyes were wild and crazed. He wanted to flee, to run, but at that moment he couldn’t escape. Glaring at the man before him, he shouted through gritted teeth, “You will regret this, you will regret this!”
Regret?
At the mention of regret, the man’s gaze flickered, but it was only for a moment.
No, he wouldn’t regret it. Never!
The sword qi entered his body, destroying all impure external elements, tearing everything apart from the inside out.
Like a weightless butterfly, he who was devoured of everything closed his eyes and fell from the sky.
Catching the falling man in his arms, the two figures, one red, one white, gracefully descended to the ground.
As soon as they landed, the man formed a seal with one hand, and his life sword whistled towards him. Then, in the next second, he forcibly extracted the sword spirit he had nurtured for thousands of years from within himself and slammed it into the forehead of the person in his arms.
Pfft—
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he staggered, and his cultivation began to rapidly regress, visible to the naked eye.
In just a short span, his Dao heart was destroyed, and atop his unhealed grave injuries, the self-extraction of his sword spirit compounded his woes, erasing millennia of cultivation in a single blow.
But even so, his eyes remained indifferent, only showing a slight ripple of unrest when he glanced at the person in his arms.
Wiping the tears from the corners of the person’s eyes with tenderness, “You’ll be alright. I’ll save you…”
He leaned down and kissed the person on the right cheek.
“Wait for me, Weizhou…”
Weizhou, wait for me.
An enigmatic ending 👀
These diff story scenes are intriguing but deeply confusing at the same time.
Thank you for the update! ❤
The pieces are filling up slowly…..
thanks for the chapter..love it!!!
Okay my thoughts a few chapters back were close but off. He didnt fall into a coma to enter the illusion, his sword energy did. Huh
I assume this bit is a flashback for it to make sense with a few chapters ago