Chapter 151: Saving the Blackened Tyrant 14

Xiao Jiyun's voice entered 004's voice receiving system very clearly.

The supervisor has been exposed?

When was it exposed?

How did he recognize the Supervisor?

A series of questions swept through 004's already dull mechanical brain like a storm.

Then Xiao Jiyun picked up Xingjian who was lying on the bed and tucked his cloak carefully into every part of his body so that no part of Xingjian would be affected by the cold wind. Even on a chilly spring night, Xingjian was still sleeping soundly in Xiao Jiyun's arms, with a faint blush on his face that had just begun to gain some flesh.

When Xingjian woke up, it was already dawn. Lying on the extremely soft bed, Xingjian looked up at the extremely unfamiliar ceiling and heard 004's roar in his ears.

"What should we do? What should we do, Lord Supervisor? If our identities are exposed, the consciousness of this small world will definitely kick us out." Tears welled up in 004's mechanical eyes.

However, these tears did not arouse Xingjian's sympathy.

He said calmly, "He discovered it himself, not me. At most, I can say that my wife is extremely smart."

As Xingjian spoke, a faint smile appeared on his face, which made 004 feel like he was facing a great enemy.

"Master Supervisor, what about the mission?" 004's voice was a little depressed, as if he could already predict the failure of the future mission.

Xing Jian shook his head, his face full of confidence, "Don't worry, Xiao Si, I have a 100% success rate for this mission."

Xingjian's confident look reassured 004. 004 had been guarding Xingjian for almost the entire night, and even the system was a little tired. It waved its furry little hand and said to Xingjian, "My lord, I'm going to go back and rest for a while. Call me in the system space if you need anything."

The figure outside the bedroom noticed that Xingjian had woken up. The door hinge creaked and someone pushed the door open and walked in.

004 left in a hurry and seemed to have forgotten to remind Xingjian. After the villain brought Xingjian away, he never left the bedside for the entire night and his eyes never left Xingjian.

The man walked hurriedly, and before Xing Jian could pretend to be asleep, Xiao Jiyun appeared beside the bed.

Xiao Jiyun was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and it was obvious that he had just come here directly after the morning court.

Seeing Xiao Jiyun's figure, Xing Jian forgot his current identity as a eunuch for a moment. It was impossible for him to meet Xiao Jiyun, who had become the emperor, in such a place. There was only one thing that could be confirmed, that is, Xiao Jiyun might have recognized his identity at this time.

Xiao Jiyun moved gently, as if he was afraid of waking up the person on the bed, but the moment he waved his hand to draw open the curtain, his eyes met with Xing Jian's.

Xing Jian jumped up and was about to get off the bed to greet the person in front of him, but Xiao Jiyun grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back.

"Xiaoxing..." Xiao Jiyun seemed to be hesitant to speak, but Xing Jian didn't dare to look directly into Xiao Jiyun's eyes.

"Warning, warning."

"Warning to the tasker Xingjian, violating the system world rules, warning"

Xing Jian could not hear what Xiao Jiyun said, he could only see his mouth opening and closing, as if he was muttering a lot in his ear, with tears in his eyes.

The sharp warning sound in his ears and the severe pain in his chest made Xing Jian's mouth full of blood. Even on the dragon bed, Xing Jian lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"Your Majesty, forgive me."

"Your Majesty...Forgive me..."

"Your Majesty... please forgive me..."

The voice became weaker and weaker, and Xing Jian never dared to look up and look at Xiao Jiyun's eyes again.

Until the intense pain completely overwhelmed Xing Jian and he fell into a soft embrace.

Xiao Jiyun held the Star Sword in his arms and looked fiercely at the holy monk who walked in from outside the hall.

"Didn't you say that this would allow the soul to return to its place? Why did he faint?!"

Despite being angrily rebuked by His Majesty, the holy monk's expression remained unchanged. He simply clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Your Majesty, souls from another world cannot be resurrected. Death is death. Even if Your Majesty were to be resurrected, the name of your past life could not be called upon."

Xiao Jiyun looked at the pale little eunuch in his arms and asked the biggest concern in his heart, "If it is a soul from another world, can it stay here forever?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the holy monk fell silent, "Your Majesty, monks do not tell lies. Amitabha."

"Thank you...holy monk."

Ying Er escorted the holy monk out of the palace gate. When standing at the palace gate, the holy monk looked back at the two people between the bed curtains and shook his head. Even if one becomes the most noble person in the world, not everything can go as one wishes.

The punishment from the small world did not cause too much damage to Xingjian's body at this time. After the holy monk left, Xingjian slowly woke up.

When he saw Xiao Jiyun was about to open his mouth to say something again, he quickly reached out and covered Xiao Jiyun's mouth.

Although the pain just now was nothing, Xingjian didn't want to experience it again.

Xiao Jiyun opened his eyes and looked down at Xing Jian, then nodded as if by telepathy.

Only then did Xingjian put his hand down.

"Xiao Xingzi, does it hurt?" Xiao Jiyun called the person in front of him Xiao Xingzi. The severe pain on Xingjian's body did not come again. Xingjian seemed to have found a loophole in the consciousness of this world.

Xingjian lowered his head and shook it. The pain just now was nothing to Xingjian, who had experienced hundreds of battles. After all, he was a young general who was brave and good at fighting in the battlefield. What was this pain compared to the knife that the laundry lady had stabbed him with, and the knife that took his life in his previous life.

Xing Jian looked at Xiao Jiyun who was holding his hand tightly, and suddenly thought of something. He left like that back then, leaving Xiao Jiyun, who had not yet grown into his current appearance, alone in the world. He had never asked Xiao Jiyun if he had been okay all these years.

"Your Majesty, have you been well these years?"

Xing Jian remembered the years when he turned into a soul and wandered around Xiao Jiyun, but the time was too short at that time. When he opened his eyes again, time had fast forwarded to the present.

"No, I'm not okay at all. I'm not at peace at all." Xiao Jiyun's voice was particularly hoarse, and filled with endless grievances and sadness.

Xiao Jiyun had fantasized countless times that after he entered the underworld, he would definitely blame his Xiaoxing for not protecting him well and why he was left alone in this world. But he was also very afraid that after entering the underworld, he would never see Xingjian's soul again.

In heaven or on earth, he can never find his little star again.