She is currently in a soul form residing within her body, her spiritual power is limited, and she can only rely on the power of others.
"That's true. I was so concerned that I forgot you are a cultivator who practices both music and medicine."
"You can play the piece without worry, leave the rest to me."
Lu Fuyue smiled faintly, "Alright, I'll leave everything to you."
With a wave of her hand, the Weak Water Zither appeared in her arms. She sat cross-legged on the ground, her fingers flying across the strings. The music gradually rose, and at the same time, countless azure spiritual energies surged into her body from behind.
The surrounding black mist immediately dissipated, and the heartbeat gradually returned to normal.
...
Inside the sleeping quarters,
The healer walked in carrying a medicine chest. He couldn't help but sigh helplessly as he smelled the faint medicinal scent emanating from the inner hall.
He had warned that entering another person's body with one's own soul could be fatal if one wasn't careful, but the king refused to listen and risked his life for the sake of that cultivator whose fate was unknown, which led to him nearly going berserk.
If he hadn't used all his knowledge to save the king, who knows what might have happened.
Layers of blue curtains hung around the bed.
Jiang Xun lay unconscious on the bed, his face extremely pale. Suddenly, his brow furrowed and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He seemed to be having a bad dream, and his body began to struggle incessantly.
Jiang Xun suddenly opened his eyes, then sat up. After seeing his surroundings, he breathed a sigh of relief, but then he remembered the scene in his dream. His heart clenched, and he lifted the blanket, got up, and strode towards the door.
He dreamt that she disappeared, that she left without saying goodbye.
Behind him, the healer's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly picked up his medicine box and chased after him, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, where are you going? You're not fully recovered yet, you can't move around like that..."
However, no matter how he shouted, the person ignored him.
The kneeling ghost cultivators in the hall were also full of worry. The king had just used his divine soul to enter the body yesterday to remove the last trace of resentment from the River of Oblivion in Fairy Lu's body. What if something goes wrong if he is to go through this back and forth today?
But they were powerless to stop him; once the king was determined to do something, no one could stop him.
...
On the other side,
Lu Fuyue's zither music gradually subsided, and her unconscious body slowly regained its rosy color. With the faint fragrance of spiritual energy emanating from the air and the blessing of the water's spiritual power, she recovered most of her health in less than half an hour.
Outside the hall, a gentle breeze blew, and the copper bells hanging from the eaves jingled.
Finally, the music faded into the wind. On the bed, Lu Fuyue's fingers twitched slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the blue curtains and gauze for a moment.
She finally woke up.
The light from the window streamed in and fell softly on her face. Lu Fuyue subconsciously closed her eyes and raised her hand to shield them.
She had been lying there for an unknown amount of time, and even the light of the underworld seemed a bit too bright for her.
After a long while, Shui Ze's voice rang out from within her again, "Although you have successfully woken up, the resentment of the River of Oblivion has still caused some unavoidable damage to your body, reducing your lifespan by twenty years. Therefore, you must obtain that Fire Harp String as soon as possible."
Hearing this, Lu Fuyue quickly came to her senses. She lowered her eyes, then slowly got up, lifted the blanket, and was about to get out of bed. "Don't worry, it shouldn't be long."
Just then, a flurry of voices came from outside the door, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what brings you here?"
"Your Majesty..."
The door was kicked open from the outside with a bang, and a cold wind rushed in.
Before Lu Fuyue could even see who it was, she was enveloped in a warm embrace.
She was slightly taken aback and tried to break free, but the person was holding her too tightly, and she couldn't break free no matter what she did, so she had to give up.
"Yueyue, you're awake, you're finally awake..."
Jiang Xun held the person in his arms tightly, burying his head in Lu Fuyue's collarbone and rubbing against her, his eyes bloodshot, as if afraid that if he let go, the person would disappear.
All the words I wanted to say were summed up in one sentence: "I'm just glad you're alright."
The surrounding atmosphere froze instantly, without a sound.
Lu Fuyue was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, I'm all set."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xun hugged the person in his arms even tighter, his warm breath spraying onto Lu Fuyue's neck, remaining silent for a long time.
He actually had a lot to say, but at this moment, all he wanted to do was hold her tightly.
Inside the royal palace of the northern capital.
A man with a fan in his hand and dark eyes suddenly appeared out of nowhere, blocking the girl's path. He said with a grin, "Alo, have you heard? There's a painting of a beautiful woman hanging in the king's bedchamber. I heard that the person in the painting is the one the king longs for day and night."
A Luo didn't want to talk to him at first, but as soon as he heard him mention Luo Fei, he stopped in his tracks.
Her eyes widened, and she turned sharply to look at him, her cheeks puffed out. "You lecherous wretch, what nonsense are you spouting? The King isn't as casual as you. How could he possibly have a woman he likes?"
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll hit you."
The lecherous man laughed heartily, then gazed at the girl in front of him with tender affection through his narrow eyes. He shook the paper fan in his hand and said casually, "They say that dying under a peony is a romantic death. Ah Luo, I'm not just casual, I'm romantic."
After saying that, he raised an eyebrow and said, "Alo, do you want to give it a try with me?"
“My experience is far superior to Your Majesty’s.”
Alo glanced at him with disdain, "It's a pity you don't have the King's extraordinary talent, and besides, you've been with so many female ghosts, I'm afraid it will get dirty."
The lecherous man was startled and subconsciously glanced at his lower body following her gaze, his body suddenly stiffening.
He sighed, "Alo, you've never said anything so hurtful."
"Do you know that men also need to be coaxed?"
"How can you sleep with the king like this?"
A Luo pouted and muttered under his breath, "If I can't sleep with someone, I'll just find someone else. There are plenty of male ghosts in the underworld anyway."
Suddenly a chill ran down my spine, and the surroundings fell silent.
The lecherous ghost's expression changed upon seeing the newcomer, and he immediately vanished from his spot, secretly thinking: "Alo, it's not that I don't want to save you, it's just that the opponent is too strong."
A Luo touched her head, wondering why this lecherous ghost had suddenly left without saying goodbye, but the next second a sinister voice rang in her ears.
"Luo Xiaobai, repeat what you just said?"
A Luo froze, instinctively covered his mouth, and ran forward, shouting, "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything!"
Luo Fei snorted coldly, raised his hand and grabbed her by the back of her collar, pulling her back. Then the scene changed, and they returned to the palace.
...
A moment later, Luo Fei led the person to the portrait and smiled coldly, "Luo Xiaobai, open your eyes wide and take a good look. Who is this person in the painting?"
A Luo looked at Luo Fei with a puzzled expression before looking up at the wall.
On the wall hung a painting of a beautiful woman in white. The woman was extremely beautiful, with a lifelike red lotus on her forehead. But what amazed her most were her eyes, which were as clear as autumn water.
As she looked at him, Alo's face quietly flushed. Noticing the heat on her face, she lowered her head somewhat embarrassed, touched her ear, and swallowed enviously: "Your Majesty, you have excellent taste."
She also likes beauties like that.
Luo Fei's face darkened. He stared intently at the girl in front of him and gritted his teeth, saying, "You little pervert, you don't even spare women, do you?"
"That is my sister, how dare you covet her."
It wasn't enough that you provoked him, you also wanted to provoke your older sister, how shameless!
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