"Yun'er..."
Seeing that Yi Shangyun was clearly losing control of her emotions and running straight towards the depths of the lake, as if some bad thought had arisen, Xuan Yuanhan hurriedly cried out in alarm.
Just as they were about to rush forward to chase and stop him, they saw that Yi Shangyun had not run far before he suddenly slowed down and stopped.
He hurriedly caught up with her, taking two steps at a time, and blocked her path. He stretched out his two strong, well-defined hands and firmly grasped her shoulders, looking at her face with lingering fear.
Only then did they realize that Yi Shangyun was already in tears. She stood there quietly, motionless, letting the tears slide silently down her cheeks.
She choked back tears as she said, "Who can tell me who I am? What should I do?"
Xuanyuan Han was heartbroken when he saw this.
But she was also afraid that even the slightest movement she made might inadvertently touch a sensitive nerve and hurt her again.
After much deliberation, he couldn't resist taking a tentative step and carefully pulled her into a tight embrace before finally feeling at ease.
Only then did he dare to slowly move closer and whisper in her ear, apologizing softly, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I really shouldn't have said those things. But from now on, you can do whatever you want, just don't do anything foolish. I really can't live without you, don't you understand?"
In the instant she fled, for some unknown reason, Yi Shangyun's mental defenses suddenly collapsed completely.
Now, she is so confused about who she even is.
She didn't understand what was going on. Why were there always some remaining fragments of memory that made her so intuitively feel that she must be missing some important memory?
The conflicts and strife in this world seemed so unreal to her, leaving her constantly bewildered. She just wanted to be herself, but she was always burdened by so many constraints.
She was even more at a loss as to how to continue facing her relationship with Xuan Yuanhan, and all the inexplicable and inappropriate things that had happened between them time and time again.
Overwhelmed with grief, she wanted to escape. In her panic, she ran headlong towards the lake, disregarding everything else. But even she herself had no idea what would happen next.
But during her escape, she suddenly remembered that in Longhu City, there were millions of people who were eagerly waiting day and night for her to bring back medicinal herbs from Xiqin to save them from their suffering.
If something were to happen to her at this moment, wouldn't the people of Longhu City be completely beyond saving?
Moreover, there is indeed a new life truly existing inside her womb...
The fate of all living beings is predetermined, and the arrival of new life seems to have happened in ways she never anticipated.
But how could she bear to abandon all of these things, these events, these everything?
With this thought in mind, she finally managed to calm herself down.
After a while, she rested her chin quietly on Xuan Yuanhan's shoulder, her eyes blurred with tears, and suddenly spoke in a cold tone: "Is it only if I promise to stay obediently by your side that the people of my Dragon Tiger City can receive the life-saving herbs?"
Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Han's eyes suddenly widened in surprise.
He truly never expected that the two people who had just been so deeply in love and made love would soon be speaking to each other in such an unfamiliar way.
This truly made his heart feel icy cold.
After a moment of silence, she finally calmed down.
He slowly removed his hand from Yi Shangyun's body, met her gaze, and stared intently into her eyes for a long time.
Seeing that there was no longer any warmth in her eyes, Xuan Yuanhan turned slightly to the side, took a deep breath, and resumed his usual coldness and domineering manner, replying to her sparingly, "Yes."
Yi Shangyun looked at his profile with disappointment and said, "Don't you know that if this epidemic in Longhu City is not brought under control, it will also affect the border areas of Xiqin Kingdom, and even spread to the entire Lingkong Continent? If this continues, soon, I'm afraid that before the upcoming great war of the world even begins, everything will be swallowed up by this great plague, and all living beings will be devastated."
How could Xuanyuan Han not know this, how could he not care?
If he didn't care, he wouldn't have argued with Emperor Jing again in court recently.
Emperor Jing and his forces believed that the great plague in Longhu City was a golden opportunity, a stroke of luck for Western Qin. They thought that as long as they did not offer any assistance, kept their borders closed, and stood by and watched, they could reap the benefits without firing a single shot and win the world.
Xuanyuan Han had already secretly received information that recently, some suspected cases similar to those in Longhu City had appeared in various parts of Xiqin, making epidemic prevention an urgent matter.
However, Emperor Jing's forces lied and claimed that the domestic epidemic prevention and control measures were flawless, while Xuan Yuanhan's intentions were all too obvious.
Therefore, on the very day that Yi Shangyun was about to leave the Qin Prince's residence after talking with Consort Chun, Emperor Jing ordered Xuan Yuanhan to be confined to the residence for self-reflection.
Even so, he had already secretly arranged for a large force to escort the medicinal herbs to Longhu City at full speed to relieve the crisis.
At this moment, Yi Shangyun was completely unaware of all of this.
She remained enraged, repeatedly questioning him: "Does Your Highness, the King of Qin, wish to see this outcome?"
After all that Yi Shangyun said, Qi Liao Xuanyuanhan only said one sentence: "Whether you want me to save the world is just a matter of your whim."
Upon seeing this, Yi Shangyun seemed to finally feel relieved, and she closed her eyes slightly to adjust her breathing and emotions.
Then, she smiled coldly with a faint smile, opened her eyes, and quietly and gently placed one hand on her abdomen, promising, "Okay, I promise you. From today onwards, I will stay in the Qin Prince's mansion, stay by your side, until this child is born."
Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Han should have been happy, but for some reason, he could no longer feel happy.
Yi Shangyun stared coldly into his eyes. Despite her frail and thin frame, she exuded a terrifying power. She said in a very serious and solemn voice, "You have achieved your goal, but please keep your promise and save the people of Longhu City. Otherwise, even if I die, I will never forgive you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he strode confidently past him and headed back the way he came.
But after taking only a few steps, perhaps because of the great fluctuations in her emotions, she suddenly felt dizzy. As soon as she lightly touched her forehead, she felt her legs lose strength, her body tilted, and she swayed and fell down.
Just then, Xuan Yuanhan seemed to sense something, turned around, and quickly flew forward, catching him steadily and carrying him in his arms.
Of all the things in this world, I love three: the sun, the moon, and you. The sun is for the morning, the moon is for the evening, and you are for every morning and evening.
"Of all the things in this world, I can only have three: the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, and you in my dreams. I can ask for the moon and obtain the flower, but I cannot have you."
"Since ancient times, love has only brought regret, and sweet dreams are always the easiest to wake from. It's not that picking flowers is hard to escape, but that the drifting catkins are too pitiful."
Gentle breeze, white clouds, and a clear blue moon.
Green tiles, yellow walls, and a solitary lamp.
In the City God Temple in the south of the city, Tuoba Hong couldn't sleep. After writing three paragraphs of flowing ink, he put down his brush, stared at what he had written, and sighed, "In my dreams, the mountains and rivers are safe and sound, but we are lonely and look at each other from afar. It is unbearable that we will never meet again. In the end, I am left alone to live out my remaining years."
Lost in thought, I suddenly heard a creak and a young novice monk pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a tea tray.
As the young novice approached Tuoba Hong, he served him hot tea from the tea tray and asked with concern, "It's late, why aren't you asleep yet, benefactor?"
Ever since Tuoba Hong saw Yi Shangyun again, he had a vague feeling that something was about to happen.
Thinking that the person he had finally found after so much difficulty could definitely help him, he came here and waited for many days, but he still hadn't seen the person he was looking for, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
He addressed the young novice, saying, "I am truly sorry to disturb you so abruptly. May I ask, young monk, is the abbot still not back?"
The young novice monk thought for a moment and said, "Today, my senior brother told me that during Master's travels, he passed through many places, and it seems that some patients' symptoms are quite strange. Also, due to several days of continuous torrential rain, he may have to stay and help the local disaster victims, and it seems that he will not be able to continue his journey. He will probably be delayed for some more days, perhaps... it will take another month or so before he returns. Will you continue to wait, benefactor?"
Upon hearing this, Tuoba Hong immediately became anxious: "Another month or so?!"
The young novice monk nodded firmly.
Tuoba Hong then turned his gaze to a small black wooden box next to the oil lamp on the corner of the desk. He reached out, picked it up, and held it tightly, muttering to himself, "I hope nothing bad happens to you!"
"Then may I ask if you wish to continue waiting for your master to return at the temple?" The young novice, of course, did not understand what he meant and simply asked him again to confirm.
Tuoba Hong suddenly came to his senses and replied, "In that case, there's no need to wait any longer. I'll leave early tomorrow morning because I have some important matters to attend to. I'll come back to bother you again when the abbot returns in a few days!"
The young novice said, "That's fine then. I'll take my leave now. Please rest well, benefactor."
Tuoba Hong thanked him, saying, "Thank you, young master!"
After the young novice monk left, Tuoba Hong tightly clutched the small wooden box in his hand and murmured to it, "No matter what, I will always protect you in this life. I will definitely help you regain all the memories you have lost!"
Just then, a dark shadow flashed past the window, and Tuoba Hong cried out in surprise, "Who is it?"
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